Chapter 67

Jiang Yi was secretly furious. The two people had already put away their tokens and were about to walk into the stone forest, not even glancing at him, as if he didn't exist.

"Hey, are you two planning to just leave like this?" Jiang Yi took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and spoke up.

The two people paused, one of them glanced at Jiang Yi and mocked, "What? Do you plan to stop us?"

These two were a bit older than Jiang Yi, one tall and one short, both wearing luxurious white robes, clearly not from ordinary families. Both were at the Seventh Stage of the Cauldron Casting Realm, so they naturally ignored Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi shrugged and said calmly, "Stop you? I don't have that ability, but this token should belong to me, right? Is it really okay for you to just take it like this?"

"Hmph!"

The shorter youth snorted and said, "Why should it belong to you? Did you kill the beast? If it weren't for us, could you have killed it? Get out of the way, or I'll cripple you!"

"Very well."

Jiang Yi laughed in anger, his face turning cold. He said sternly, "Since you are so domineering, I can only seek justice from the mentor. Hmph, I saw a mentor patrolling over there just now. Even if I have to quit the Blood Refinement, I'll drag you down with me."

As he spoke, Jiang Yi stormed off angrily. The moment he turned, a murderous aura suddenly enveloped his face, and the Qingming Sword in his hand was surrounded by elemental energy, ready to attack at any moment.

Sure enough!

The two people behind him immediately changed their expressions. They exchanged a glance and rushed toward Jiang Yi. The shorter youth, while running, roared in anger, "Brat, since you are so unreasonable, I'll teach you a lesson in your parents' place, to show you what it means to know when to yield."

"Whoosh!"

The two figures darted like a whirlwind, their white long swords glowing as they aimed at Jiang Yi's left and right arms. Clearly, these swords were also treasures of the same level as the Qingming Sword. However, the two didn't have the nerve to kill, otherwise, they would have aimed at his back instead of his arms.

"The fish has taken the bait!"

Jiang Yi's lips curled up, his eyes gleaming with determination. The sword behind him was about to strike, but he suddenly slipped, lunging forward as if he had tripped in panic. The two behind him sneered even more, but they hesitated to attack, as they feared accidentally killing Jiang Yi if he fell forward.

"Bang!"

Just as Jiang Yi was about to hit the ground, he suddenly pushed off the ground with one hand, his body shooting backward. He quickly turned and swung his hand, sending over a dozen stones flying like daggers. Jiang Yi's voice, filled with murderous intent, rang out, "Watch out for my life-taking poisonous darts!"

"Ah?"

As expected, the two people's faces changed instantly. Seeing the black shadows flying toward them, they instinctively swung their swords to protect themselves.

Jiang Yi moved, charging straight at the two. When he was three feet away, he immediately released the Phantom Fist technique, his right arm transforming into three, and the Qingming Sword in his hand became three, aiming at the head, heart, and groin of the taller youth on the left...

"Clang, Clang!"

The taller youth had just deflected the flying stones with his sword when Jiang Yi's Qingming Sword struck. Seeing three incredibly realistic swords coming at him, he was filled with fear. If any of the swords hit him, he would be dead.

He continued to swing his sword to protect himself and quickly retreated. As long as he could retreat and withstand this attack, Jiang Yi would only be defeated under their combined assault.

"Roar!"

The shorter youth, seeing his companion in danger, immediately thrust his sword at Jiang Yi like a venomous dragon. In his haste, he didn't notice the cold smile on Jiang Yi's face, who was keeping an eye on him.

"Swish, Swish!"

Jiang Yi's three phantom arms suddenly disappeared, and the shadow of the Qingming Sword thrusting forward vanished. His body, which was charging forward, suddenly stopped, and he crouched down, the Qingming Sword rising to deflect the shorter youth's sword, while his leg swept like an iron whip at the shorter youth's legs.

"Bang!"

Without any surprise, Jiang Yi's sudden change in tactics caught the shorter youth off guard. His legs ached, and he fell to the ground with a thud. Before he could cry out, Jiang Yi's legs kicked him like a storm, easily knocking the sword out of his hand and then stomping heavily on his chest, a short sword with a green glow pointing at his face.

"Ugh..."

It all happened in the blink of an eye!

The taller youth had stopped retreating, his eyes filled with shock, not understanding how Jiang Yi, only at the Fifth Stage of the Cauldron Casting Realm, could so easily take down his companion.

In his view, Jiang Yi hadn't done much, but in reality, Jiang Yi had used many strategies in this short time. He had deliberately provoked the two to lose their composure, pretended to fall to show weakness, used stones as hidden weapons to make them panic, and finally used the tactics of feinting and attacking from the opposite direction.

Everything was unexpected by the two, but their reactions were all within Jiang Yi's calculations. Jiang Yi's reaction speed was exceptionally abnormal. How could the two not be defeated? This was even without Jiang Yi using his black elemental energy, which could have severely injured one and taken down the other in one move.

Jiang Yi ignored the stunned taller youth and stared coldly at the person under his foot, saying calmly, "Knowing when to yield is the mark of a wise man. I wonder if you are a wise man? If you are smart, you should know what to do, right?"

"Hmph!"

The shorter youth still had some backbone. Despite the intense pain in his chest, he didn't make a sound. He glared at Jiang Yi and growled, "Little brat, if you have the guts, kill me."

"Swish, Swish!"

Jiang Yi's short sword suddenly descended, moving so fast that the shorter youth's eyes blurred, and his hair stood on end in fear. Jiang Yi's short sword kept flashing around his head, and if it went wrong, half his head would be cut off...

Jiang Yi's sword stopped quickly, but the shorter youth felt a cool sensation on his head, and the taller youth in the distance gasped. The shorter youth's half-head of hair had been shaved off by Jiang Yi, and there wasn't a single wound on his scalp. The precision, ruthlessness, and speed of Jiang Yi's strike left him speechless. Would anyone else dare to play such a game? One small mistake could cost a life...

"Clap, Clap, Clap!"

Jiang Yi bent down, increasing the pressure on his foot, and slapped the shorter youth's face with the flat of the Qingming Sword, asking softly, "If I shave all the hair off your little brother, will you become smarter?"

The shorter youth felt a sudden chill in his groin, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. His eyes flickered, and he gritted his teeth, "The token is yours, we admit defeat this time."

The taller youth immediately nodded, taking out the black token they had taken from Jiang Yi and throwing it over. Jiang Yi caught it with one hand but didn't release his foot. Instead, he stared intently at the taller youth and said with a smile, "Throw all the tokens you have, and any purple gold, martial techniques, secret skills, and pills you have. I'm in a good mood now, otherwise, you two would only be able to go down the mountain naked."

"You're dreaming, you—"

The shorter youth was immediately alarmed, gritting his teeth and growling, but his words were cut off. Jiang Yi, without even looking, swung the Qingming Sword backward and quickly thrust it at his groin. This wasn't a feint; the sword pierced through his robe, half of the short sword embedding itself in the ground. If it had been a little off, he would have been castrated for life.

"Give it to him, give it all to him!"

The shorter youth, feeling the coldness in his groin, screamed in terror. Looking at Jiang Yi's calm smile, he felt more terrified than by a demon.

This guy is crazy. He can't afford to play with a crazy person, nor does he dare to...

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