Daqian Martial Saint

Lin Wanying drove the carriage, traveling along the official road. She looked at the monotonous road ahead, feeling utterly bored.

Her mind drifted to the events that had just transpired.

’The Ten Thousand Demons Sect is still causing chaos. Killing three of their Elders and reporting it to the Qiankun Bureau will definitely count as a great deed. Even if the lion’s share of the credit goes to Lord Cao, my cut won’t be a small amount. With this added to my existing Merit, I should be close to exchanging it for a Fine Treasure Artifact. If I had a Fine Treasure Artifact in hand...’

Lin Wanying’s eyes lit up, a glimmer of longing appearing within them.

Her combat power wasn’t weak for someone in the Profound Light Middle Realm. If she had a suitable Fine Treasure Artifact, her strength would be among the top tier of the Profound Light Middle Realm.

Thinking of combat power, she couldn’t help but recall the blade mark on Red Maple Mountain. If that strike was truly from Mang Blade, then his combat power was likely approaching the level of an Absolute Master!

She had originally thought of sparring with this renowned prodigy, Chen Ping’an. But after seeing that blade mark, she didn’t dare entertain such thoughts any longer.

However...

A sliver of curiosity grew in Lin Wanying’s heart.

’Did Chen Ping’an really make that cut!?’

Remembering Chen Ping’an’s age, Lin Wanying found it increasingly unlikely! Even with the blade mark there as evidence, she was unwilling to believe Mang Blade was responsible!

After all, she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, so there was no way to prove he was the one who did it!

’Perhaps someone else was at the scene! Or maybe it was due to the special Divine Wonders of a Fine Treasure Artifact!’

So Lin Wanying thought to herself.

Hm!?

Just as Lin Wanying was lost in thought, she suddenly sensed that something was wrong. A feeling of dread washed over her.

BOOM!

The moment she realized there was a problem, the carriage behind her violently exploded.

”Who’s there!” Lin Wanying shouted, Profound Light flickering between her brows.

She leaped forward, instinctively creating distance, then whipped out her weapon and looked toward the carriage.

And then, she saw an incredibly burly figure clashing with Lord Cao.

The air around the carriage was scorching hot, surging with True Qi.

In an instant, Lin Wanying determined the burly man’s Martial Arts Realm.

He was an Absolute Master!

Not far away, Lu Shengyang, holding a long spear in one hand with his aura rippling around him, was charging straight toward the carriage.

Just moments before, he had been scouting ahead on horseback when he suddenly heard an explosion. Before he could even turn to look, he sensed a scorching aura, like a blazing furnace, ignite behind him.

Turning around, he saw the exploded carriage, with a burly man standing atop it, striking a palm toward Lord Cao.

”Such audacity!”

Watching the burly man descend from above, his body roiling with True Qi as he sent a palm strike toward him, Cao Yingxiong laughed instead of growing angry.

To think that so many years after he had become an Absolute Master, someone still dared to assassinate him so brazenly!

”You’re courting death!”

Looking at the other man’s fan-sized palm, a vicious gleam flashed in Cao Yingxiong’s eyes.

As a Top Level combatant among Absolute Masters, besides the Tiger Roar Dragon Cry Technique, he naturally had other methods. For example: his fist, palm, and leg techniques were all supreme; for each, he had cultivated a Top Level superior cultivation method to the Perfection Realm!

Facing the incoming fan-sized palm, he met it with a palm strike of his own without hesitation. As he did, the fat on his entire body began to tremble; the Tiger Roar Dragon Cry Technique was already in its initial phase.

As long as he blocked this palm strike, the next phase would be his counterattack. And with his profound foundation, Cao Yingxiong never doubted for a moment that he would be unable to block this strike.

But the reality was the complete opposite of his expectations.

BANG!

Their Palm Powers collided. The surrounding True Qi roiled and was instantly detonated, creating a massive boom.

Cao Yingxiong’s expression changed. He forcefully aborted the opening move of his Tiger’s Roar and Dragon’s Chant and shot backward.

’How is this possible?’

From that clash of palms, Cao Yingxiong felt that his opponent’s True Qi was in no way inferior to his own. This meant the opponent’s Realm was the same as his; he had also reached the limit of the Profound Light High Realm.

He was already beginning to attempt a breakthrough into the Grandmaster Realm!

If it were just a matter of Realm, it would be one thing. The most crucial part was that the opponent’s cultivation technique was profoundly mysterious, far superior to his own Palm Technique. In this clash of palms, he had been completely overpowered.

’Where did this master come from? Why is he so ferocious!?’

Cao Yingxiong’s face turned grim. Had he known, he never would have rashly met the opponent’s palm with his own. Now, after losing the initial exchange, he had completely lost the momentum.

With his retreat, the opponent would surely press the advantage relentlessly, unleashing an endless variety of moves and techniques.

The two of them were in the same Realm. Having lost the momentum at the very beginning, it would not be so easy to get it back.

Just as Cao Yingxiong was growing worried, a voice called out.

”Lord Cao, I’m here to help!”

Hearing this, Cao Yingxiong felt a surge of joy. He saw Lu Shengyang, long spear in hand, lunging toward them from a distance. And besides Lu Shengyang, Lin Wanying was wielding her Round Blade, its edge gleaming, as she circled behind the burly man, preparing a sneak attack.

She had remained silent until now, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike from behind.

”Well done!”

Cao Yingxiong was overjoyed. Compared to him, Lin Wanying and Lu Shengyang’s strength was not worth mentioning. But by attacking in this situation, they could effectively disrupt the opponent’s rhythm.

WHIRR~

The long spear tore through the air, aimed straight for the burly man’s chest.

”Get lost!”

The burly man on the carriage had been about to lunge at Cao Yingxiong, but the spear disrupted his rhythm. With a furious roar, he ignored everything else and reached out with one hand to grab the tip of the spear.