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A day flew by in the blink of an eye.

The next morning, a rising sun ascended over Qianzhou Peak, its rays spreading across the land.

At this mont, a tall figure clad in brocade, holding a broadsword in hand, stood gazing at the phenonon atop Qianzhou Peak, slightly lost in thought.

Atop the peak, golden light pierced through the clouds, and a great halberd made of condensed sunlight hung high in the sky.

And as ti passed, the phenonon grew increasingly intense.

This tall figure was, of course, none other than Yi Chen.

"Indeed, it is a sight of grandeur. There may be so truth to the rumors after all, this place could very well be where True Monarch Tianwen, who once wielded the treasures of the Dongtian, was laid to rest."

Yi Chen couldn’t help but feel elated internally.

Gui Zhongdao was truly a great benefactor. Without the Blood Killing Tower he founded, how could Yi Chen have had such good fortune to arrive on ti? Knowing this, he would have gone a little easier when he killed him back then.

At this ti, Yi Chen was only two mountain peaks away from the base of Qianzhou Peak. He pondered for a mont and then sat down cross-legged.

"The phenonon has already lasted two days, and it surely has attracted countless experts. To ensure absolute safety, it’s the best strategy to advance to the base of the mountain after breaking through the third Strength-Breaking Realm."

No sooner had the thought arisen than Yi Chen added all five points of Origin Point he had accumulated since leaving Hidden Dragon Temple to his strength attribute.

A familiar warm current surged through his limbs and body.

After a dozen seconds, Yi Chen successfully broke through the realm.

The virtual light screen panel flickered for a mont, and soon Yi Chen’s strength attribute column was updated.

[Strength: 150, {Strength-Breaking Realm three tis: Penetration lv3 (Enhanced shockwave penetration effect) Strong Spirit lv3 (Strength attribute effects increased by 30%) Accumulate Power lv2 (Accumulating power for a better strike, every second of stillness doubles the force of the next punch, up to a seven tis increase after seven seconds) Charge Up Strike lv1 (After striking, every second garners an additional 10% montum, when the montum is 100%, the next strike unleashes all stored energy, doubling the power)}]

Looking at the new Charge Up Strike ability added to the strength attribute column in his retinal display, Yi Chen’s eyes lit up.

Isn’t this a guaranteed critical hit every ten seconds, causing double damage?

If utilized well, this ability could double the force of his strikes, which he felt would certainly bring a little surprise to his enemies.

"Charge Up Strike, not bad."

With a nod of satisfaction, Yi Chen gripped the broadsword and headed down to the base of Qianzhou Peak.

This sword was naturally not the Dragon-Slaying Sword, but a gift from a Bandit Cultivator he encountered rushing through a secluded forest on the mountain path the day before.

There are still many good people in this world.

Good people reap good karma, after eighteen more years, those Bandit Cultivators should be around seventeen years old.

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Screech!

A piercing cry echoed through the air.

A golden eagle suddenly swooped down from the sky and landed on a towering tree in front of the Longn Inn, its eyes intently fixed on the inn’s main entrance.

"Stare at your mother!"

A stone, fueled by considerable force, shot straight at the golden eagle, which exploded into a cloud of blood as if its head had been hit by a sniper’s bullet. Under the effect of the Penetration ability, its body shattered into three pieces and fell to the ground.

This bird looked sneaky, definitely up to no good, and had to be killed.

Yi Chen dusted off his hands, looked up at the Tiangong Sect’s mark on the inn’s beam, and couldn’t help but give a sly grin, inwardly scoffing at how so people really knew how to make money.

The inn before him was clearly extraordinary, a puppetry work of the Tiangong Sect. On ordinary days, it was kept inside a storage ring. After taking it out and injecting mana into the control core, it would automatically unfold into its current form.

Pushing the door open, Yi Chen’s expression imdiately turned serious.

Your journey continues at .Côm

So many experts.

The small first-floor hall was packed with people. The weakest among them was in the Qi Refinent Realm, and there were not a few in the True Person Realm either.

Among them, a pale old Daoist with the complexion of a child and a ruddy face, and another who was dressed like an old farr with a bitter expression and a lean fra – even Yi Chen could not gauge the depth of these two.

As soon as Yi Chen entered, a True Person Realm early-stage cultivator, a stunning beauty, approached him, swaying her hips like a seductive serpent.

"What would you like to eat, Daoist friend?" The woman had a face bewitchingly pretty, with ample breasts. She handed over a nu with a smiling face and curvy eyes.

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Yi Chen originally puzzled over why a real human realm master would stoop to doing such nial work, deaning themselves for no reason, but when he saw the prices on the nu, he understood the reason in an instant.

The price would indeed be a bit hard on the servers, unless they were served by top experts.

The prices had skyrocketed to more than fifty tis their normal, the profit was so large that even he was tempted.

Of course, such thoughts were only to be entertained privately. So many people were dining quietly and waiting; no one was making trouble, so there naturally had to be so justification for things being the way they were.

Under the scornful gaze of the beautiful woman, Yi Chen ordered a dish of peanuts, three hot dishes, and two jars of fine wine, spending a total of two thousand taels.

He scanned the hall and saw that the inn was now packed, with only one table left that was occupied by a burly man with a leopard head and ringed eyes, a fierce and formidable presence who did not seem like a good man, looking every bit the bandit.

However, that was fine; he wasn’t exactly a good person himself. If it ca down to it, they could just hurt each other.

"Fellow Daoist, may I share the table with you?" Yi Chen approached the burly man and asked.

The burly man stared at Yi Chen for two seconds and suddenly asked, "If as a child, your clan was exterminated, and a hundred years later, after cultivating to great heights, you finally avenged them, but then you discovered that your enemy left behind a child, what would you do, fellow Daoist?"

Yi Chen: "..." What kind of a ridiculous question.

After pondering for two seconds, he still gave his answer, "I think there must be more to it."

"Your enemy might indeed have exploited your habitual thinking, making you believe there was only one child. In actuality, it could have been a sacrifice to divert attention and protect the other children. You have to look carefully."

"I’ve looked, there is none. But what if this child isn’t even as tall as a wheel?" the burly man sighed and asked again.

"Fellow Daoist, are you from the wolf tents of the northern Ji and the grasslands of Beidao?"

"My mother is."

"You’re making things complicated, fellow Daoist. You should lay the wheel flat to compare the heights."

"You escaped with your abilities; shouldn’t his child have to do the sa?"

Upon hearing this, the burly man imdiately showed admiration, "Please sit, fellow Daoist. You think quickly; you must be no ordinary person among the demon cultivators. May I ask for your esteed na?"

"I am the third in command from Qinglong Stockade in Taihang Mountains, Wen Renzhong."

"Soone, bring ten more dishes and two more jars of fine wine. Put this fellow Daoist’s bill on my tab."

It was as if Wen Renzhong had co to understand so principle, dropping the ntal barrier in his mind, and he generously wanted to treat Yi Chen.

Soon, the wine was brought over first.

Yi Chen smiled and poured a bowl for Wen Renzhong.

"Brother Wen might be mistaken; in fact, I am a person of the Dao Sect. You can call Yan San; my courtesy na is Chi Xia."

"I, Yan San, first learned literature, but later felt that learning could not salvage this murky world, so I went up the mountain to seek celestial beings and the Dao. By chance, I fell off a cliff and inherited a legacy of the ancients, mastering a bit of modest mana."

"Brother Yan, if you consider your mana to be modest, then there is no one with profound mana in this inn," Wen Renzhong’s eyes flickered with a glimr of admiration as he clinked his cup with Yi Chen’s.

"If fellow Daoist feels that using the decision of the wheel is insufficiently honorable, I, Yan San, have another strategy to offer you, to relieve you of your dilemma." In light of the burly man’s hospitality, Yi Chen spoke again.

"What strategy might that be?"

"Give the child a piece of candy and a knife and let him choose."

"If he chooses the knife, it ans he harbors a heart of murder, and must not be left alive."

"If he chooses the candy, it ans he is extrely calculating, and must not be left alive."

"And if he chooses both?" Wen Renzhong, playing the devil’s advocate, couldn’t help but retort.

"Such greed shows he must not be left alive."

"If he chooses neither, then the child is too rebellious and cannot be left alive," Yi Chen interjected quickly.

Walk your own path, and leave no path for others.

Wen Renzhong fell silent for ten seconds before lifting his cup with a sigh, "Truly, hearing a word from you is better than ten years of ditation."

"One day, Brother Yan will surely beco a great figure in the path of demons. Co, let’s drink to your smooth journey," Wen Renzhong toasted.

Yi Chen lifted his bowl to Wen Renzhong for another clink, unable to resist correcting him, "Brother Wen, I am a person of the Dao Sect. How could I possibly join the demon’s path?"

Wen Renzhong: "You truly have a sense of humor, fellow Daoist. It’s a good thing my enemy back then wasn’t you."

As Yi Chen and Wen Renzhong were casually discussing the strange phenonon at Qiānzhōu Mountain, suddenly the door to the inn was pushed open once more. A young noble in golden armor, brimming with anger, strode towards Yi Chen’s direction: "Was it you, you cur, who killed my eagle?"

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