Elderly Martial Saint: Sixty Times the Cultivation Speed ​​at the Start

The familiar aura outside White Fish City arrived very quickly.

When the opponent entered Yiyang's perception range, they were still more than 300 feet outside the city.

A few breaths later, the aura had already crossed the city wall and entered the city, heading straight for the rear courtyard of the Sky Patrol Bureau.

At this rate, the other side feels they won't even last an incense stick's time.

Yi Yang closed the window, returned to his desk, wrapped the "Records of the White Dragon Marsh Abyss" in an old cloth, and pressed it into a hidden compartment in the duty room. He categorized the martial arts manuals on the table and put them back in the wooden box, put the account books back in their original places, and refilled the teapot with water.

After doing all this, he sat down cross-legged and began to circulate the "Formless Breathing Technique".

Within Yi Yang's dantian, the originally thick and powerful true qi slowly sank into his sea of ​​qi.

He gathered the power in his meridians layer by layer, and the energy between his flesh and bones also dropped, weakening the characteristics of his energy from the solidity of the True Qi Realm to the long and continuous energy of the third level of inner qi perfection.

While this level of strength represents rapid progress, it's not exactly groundbreaking.

After doing all this, Yi Yang still felt unsafe and activated the "Mind Monkey Guardian Technique" that he had successfully mastered.

The "Mind Monkey Guarding Technique" then began to operate, and the golden-haired ape in the spiritual platform sat down with its knees drawn up, drawing its wandering spiritual energy back to its brow.

Normally, it's always busy in Yi Yang's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, but this time it's cooperating, its tail curled into a half circle behind it, its two eyes staring at the outside of the spiritual sea.

With the two techniques combined, both his aura and soul were completely contained.

This action was naturally not because Yi Yang distrusted Yan Wuyuan.

He was a subordinate of Youquan Division. Although he hadn't been there long, he was well aware that this deputy chief inspector was currently his biggest backer.

The problem now is—

He broke through from the third level of internal energy to the True Qi Realm in less than a month.

Such rapid progress is truly astonishing and a little frightening.

Ye Jin is considered an outstanding figure among the younger generation in White Fish City. He has been stuck at the third level of internal energy for many years. In order to break through, he even dared to follow the path of the Nine Evil Sect.

I'm sixty years old. I just entered the third level of Inner Qi a few days ago, and then I became a True Qi Realm person after a business trip.

How do you explain this?

It can't be explained.

Even if one's destiny is seen by outsiders as "late bloomer," this explanation still fails to convince people.

So, as always, hide it if you can.

Yan Wuyuan is intelligent, but even intelligent people have blind spots.

She knew that Yi Yang was destined to be a "late bloomer," so his faster cultivation speed was within her expectations.

It took her two months to go from the second to the third level of internal energy, which she found amazing.

If she discovers that I've broken through another major level—

Yi Yang didn't want the two of them to be in such a difficult and awkward situation.

The sound of clothes fluttering in the air came from outside the courtyard.

Yi Yang got up, straightened his clothes, and pushed open the door to go out.

He had just stepped out of the threshold when he saw a dark figure fall from a height into the backyard.

There was no wind when the other person landed, no ground vibration, and not even a leaf on the nearby tree shook.

Yan Wuyuan was dressed in a dark-colored palace gown, the fabric clinging to her waist, her long hair loosely tied up, with a white jade hairpin inserted diagonally in her hair.

A few strands of hair fell to the side of her neck, and her collar was slightly open, revealing a small patch of skin below her collarbone.

There was no blood on her body.

His clothes were neat, his hair was in no mess, and his aura was well contained, his breathing was steady, and even his breathing was not affected.

She traveled hundreds of miles from Bailongze back home, and it looked almost like she had just taken a walk in her own backyard.

Yi Yang sized up the other person for a couple of breaths, pondering to himself:

"He has no injuries and doesn't look disheveled. What does that mean?"

Then there are only two possibilities.

First, Yan Wuyuan won, and won cleanly and decisively, as her opponent was no match for her.

Second, Yan Wuyuan and the leader of the Nine Evil Sect did not actually fight. By the time she arrived, the other party had already sensed something was wrong and left.

Yi Yang suppressed his speculations, stepped forward, and cupped his hands in greeting:

"Your subordinate greets Lord Yan."

Yan Wuyuan's gaze swept over him, landing on the broken blue bricks in the courtyard and the dark bloodstains that had not yet been cleaned.

Two broken pillars still stood there, with wood chips scattered all over the ground.

Seeing this display, she slightly twitched her lips and said:

"Your yard looks quite lively."

His tone was casual, with a familiar languidness, completely unlike the powerful figure who had just gone to Bailongze to hunt down the leader of the Nine Evil Sect.

Seeing that she had noticed the scene in the courtyard, Yi Yang consciously stepped aside, followed her gaze to the bloodstain, and explained:

"My lord, the slaughter has arrived."

Yan Wuyuan raised an eyebrow.

Yi Yang briefly explained, "My subordinates sealed off the Wei family's and Ye Jin's residences and lured him there. At the same time, I had Shadow Four and Shadow Six guard the courtyard. After Chuan Sha climbed over the wall, he was killed by the two of them together."

Yan Wuyuan nodded.

Her eyes brightened slightly, a hint of satisfaction appearing, but she quickly withdrew them.

"They're pretty good at using people."

Although it was only five words, her satisfaction was evident.

She didn't ask Yi Yang how he accurately predicted the massacre, nor did she ask how many people died in White Fish City last night.

He had been rampaging through the city for seven years, and had been hunted down by the Punishment Division six times, but he actually lost to Yi Yang, which is truly astonishing.

The process is no longer important.

When a person dies, that's the end.

"Let's go inside and talk."

The two entered the duty room.

Yi Yang invited her to sit in the main seat, picked up the teapot, poured half a bowl of hot tea, and placed it beside her.

He sat down opposite me and asked directly without beating around the bush:

"My lord, has the leader of the Nine Evil Sect in the southern region of White Dragon Marsh been executed?"

His gaze fell on Yan Wuyuan's face.

This issue is crucial to whether he can stay in White Fish City and cultivate with peace of mind.

With the leader of the sect dead, the Nine Evil Sect's influence in this area can be completely eradicated. But if the leader of the sect is still alive, he is like a ticking time bomb, ready to strike at any moment.

Yan Wuyuan did not answer this question immediately.

She withdrew her fingertips from the rim of the bowl, her eyebrows furrowing slightly.

A faint hint of displeasure flickered across his cool, aloof face, but it vanished in an instant.

She leaned back in her chair, crossed her arms over her chest, and said softly:

"Not killed."

"He got away."

Upon learning the result, Yi Yang was both surprised and upset.

Unexpectedly, the other party got away.

Even when Yan Wuyuan personally took action, she couldn't defeat the opponent.

This shows that the leader of the incense shop is stronger than he had previously estimated.

"I set off overnight after receiving your secret letter."

Yan Wuyuan's tone turned cold, as if she were reviewing a less-than-satisfactory game of chess, explaining: "When I arrived in the Southern Region, that person was performing a blood sacrifice in the Blood-Red Water Eye."

He was almost finished with the ceremony when I interrupted him.

Yi Yang asked, "Did you fight him back then, sir?"

"With him right here, why wait for him to finish the ceremony and invite me for tea?"

Yan Wuyuan looked up at him and said:

"I originally thought he was just an ordinary True Qi Realm cultivator, but after I made a move, I discovered that this incense master had actually completed the Hundred Meridians Opening Qi and reached the mid-stage of True Qi Realm (Inner Qi Perfection)."

Yi Yang put down his teacup.

Having just broken through to the True Qi Realm, he was still not very familiar with the division of this level, and looked at Yan Wuyuan with a searching gaze.

Yan Wuyuan noticed his lack of common sense in this area, and readily explained:

"The True Qi Realm is divided into Inner Qi and Outer Qi."

"The early stage of True Qi Realm, also known as the initial stage of Inner Qi Realm, involves using a body forged through a hundred refinements to draw upon the essence of heaven and earth, integrating Qi into the skin, flesh, and tendons. A hundred-refined blade can only leave a mark upon impact."

"Upon reaching the mid-stage of the True Qi Realm, one's Qi flows through all the meridians, achieving the perfection of Inner Qi. One's fists and feet can carry Qi, and when the Qi and blood circulate, the muscles, bones, and meridians become one. Only at this stage can one be considered a strong person in the city, and this realm is called the perfection of Inner Qi."

"In the late stage of the True Qi Realm, one cultivates external Qi. Qi breaks through the body and condenses into a three-foot-wide armor around the body. Ordinary arrows and swords will be deflected upon contact. At this stage, one has the ability to defeat ten thousand men and can move freely on the battlefield."

"As for the True Qi Realm Perfection, the external Qi can be controlled at will. When gathered, it is like a golden bell covering the body; when dispersed, it transforms into fist Qi and palm force. When using full power, a blurry phantom formed by the Qi faintly appears behind the body, resembling an angry Heavenly King, but not yet solidified—this is touching the threshold of a higher realm. Lifespan is extended to one hundred and fifty years, making one a first-rate figure in the world."

She picked up her teacup, took a sip, and said:

"That incense master was originally at the peak of the Inner Strength realm. In terms of cultivation, he was at the same level as me."

Yi Yang caught the last sentence and obtained a piece of information.

Yan Wuyuan is currently in the mid-stage of the True Qi Realm, with her inner Qi at its peak.

No wonder she was able to fight two opponents at once, forcing Zong Sha to flee for his life and Qin Wuli to lose an arm.

"His techniques are extremely strange and bizarre."

"Unfortunately, he ran into me."

Yan Wuyuan was not boasting when she said this; she was simply stating a result.

"I possess five true martial arts techniques and three secret internal energy techniques. I can withstand his evil tricks for the first twenty moves. But after that, my blood energy will begin to dissipate."

"I severed three of his meridians, driving him to the brink of death."

Hearing this, Yi Yang's breathing quickened.

If a sect leader has three meridians severed, it's essentially equivalent to crippling half of the opponent's combat power. In this situation, the opponent is already in a hopeless predicament.

But Yan Wuyuan stopped there.

Upon hearing this, Yi Yang lowered his brows and asked:

"Something went wrong?"

After a moment of silence, Yan Wuyuan said unwillingly:

"He used a forbidden secret technique of the Nine Evil Sect."

"He sacrificed his own martial arts future to gain power from the 'evil god' worshipped by that broken cult."

Yan Wuyuan's tone carried a hint of disgust as she said, "At that moment, his true qi surged from the Hundred Meridians Open Qi to the Outer Qi realm, and his qi burst out of his body, condensing into a visible qi armor around him."

External force.

Late stage of True Qi Realm.

That is a level where immense force can be unleashed within a small space, a realm where arrows fly away instantly and swords and axes are reversed after being cleaved.

He could be described as a match for ten thousand men.

Yi Yang loosened his grip on the teacup.

He roughly knew Yan Wuyuan's strength; it should be in the mid-stage of the True Qi realm. For the opponent to suddenly surge to the late stage, even if it was only temporary, was enough to disrupt the balance.

"I was forced to take a half step back."

"But he realized that even someone at the Outer Strength Realm was no match for me."

Yan Wuyuan spoke softly, but his dark pupils held a calm resentment as he said, "He could only take the opportunity to escape into the depths of the swamp, and then he disappeared."

The duty room was quiet for a few moments. Yi Yang looked at the other party in shock. Could they really kill the enemy across the border?

Even those at the Outer罡 Realm were no match for Yan Wuyuan and could only obediently flee.

Yan Wuyuan's unwilling expression disappeared, her displeasure vanished, and she returned to her usual lazy, indifferent demeanor.

She picked up the teacup again and this time actually took a sip.

As she put down the bowl, she looked at Yi Yang, her tone shifting from indifference to certainty, and said:

"But this time, you've done a great job."

"If you hadn't discovered that person's hiding place, I wouldn't have been able to find him at all."

Yan Wuyuan tapped her finger twice on the rim of the bowl in praise, saying, "More importantly, you eliminated the Wei family and Ye Jin, who were colluding with the Nine Evils Sect, in the city ahead of time."

She leaned back in her chair, her lips moving as she spoke:

"Do you know what Wei Zhao has in his possession?"

Yi Yang shook his head.

"The identities, residences, cultivation levels, and daily activities of all Inner Qi Realm martial artists in White Fish City."

Yan Wuyuan pressed her palm on the table and said, "That's the task list left by the sect leader. When the sacrificial ceremony enters its final stage, all these people in the city will be wiped out and dragged to the bottom of the swamp to be fed to that blood pool."

Yi Yang pursed his lips tightly; he hadn't expected that he had orchestrated a disaster.

"Once we obtain all that essence blood, the sect leader's strength will advance further. At that time, the entire White Fish City will have tens of thousands of people..."

"When it comes to that, the warriors will die first, then the common people."

"Tens of thousands of people, not a single one can escape."

Yan Wuyuan didn't finish her sentence; she simply picked up the bowl and took another sip of tea.

Yi Yang sat there in silence for a couple of breaths.

After processing the information, he asked the question that had been nagging at him.

"Can the people of an entire city truly be used as sacrifices?"

He looked at Yan Wuyuan, asking incredulously, "Tens of thousands of lives, does he have the ability to devour the entire city?"