Chapter 29

At night, the ancient city of Wanggu was adorned with a profusion of flowers.

Leaving the black market, Zhao Yun traversed through the shadows, heading straight for his own armory.

Reaching a street, he turned into it.

Behind him, a figure in a black robe followed like a shadow.

The two, one in front and the other behind, passed through the street and entered a deep, dark forest.

Where is he?

Chasing and chasing, the black-robed figure stopped, Zhao Yun's figure vanished as if he had evaporated into thin air.

"Brother, you look unfamiliar!"

Zhao Yun emerged from the ground not far behind the black-robed figure, smiling at him.

Don't underestimate the Condensation Essence Realm; his perception is quite good.

Even without the Moon Deity's reminder, he had already sensed it. After all, he had experienced many storms. Moreover, the Moon Deity's silence confirmed one thing: this black-robed figure was not very strong.

At most, he was at the peak of the True Spirit Realm.

This was his guess about the black-robed figure's cultivation.

Peak True Spirit Realm.

This level, he could barely handle, as long as it wasn't a martial cultivator like Liu Ruyue.

Looking at the black-robed figure, his eyes were almost squinted into slits.

A living person suddenly disappearing and reappearing without warning was indeed eerie.

"A mere Condensation Essence Realm, I underestimated you."

The corner of the black-robed figure's mouth curled up. The person he was chasing was not simple at all.

This time, it was Zhao Yun's turn to frown.

Without revealing his true essence, even the old man in the Earth Concealment Realm couldn't discern his cultivation, yet this black-robed figure could. After all, the black robe he wore had a concealing effect.

"There is a secret treasure on him," the Moon Deity said calmly.

Indeed, the black-robed figure had a secret treasure, one that could determine cultivation.

If not for this, a fool would not have followed.

Knowing Zhao Yun was at the Condensation Essence Realm, what was there to fear? He had no reason to lose in a fight.

"Who are you in the ancient city of Wanggu?"

The black-robed figure laughed, trying to see Zhao Yun's true face, but the black robe blocked his view.

"This I cannot say."

Zhao Yun shrugged. A fool would say it. If he couldn't eliminate you, wouldn't that be ridiculous?

"Hand over the elixir, and you may live."

The black-robed figure was impatient, extending his hand. His nose was incredibly sensitive.

"Do robbers these days all act so arrogantly?"

Zhao Yun clicked his tongue. The elixir they had painstakingly obtained, and you want it just like that? How presumptuous!

"Want to die so badly, I'll grant you that."

The black-robed figure sneered, attacking like a ghost, a palm striking Zhao Yun with a wave of scorching heat.

"Beast Fire?"

Zhao Yun murmured, seeing the black-robed figure surrounded by black flames, which were Beast Fire.

Without hesitation, he used the Wind God Step to dodge.

While retreating, he drew the Purple Dawn Sword from his waist, stopped, and lunged forward with the sword.

"Excellent movement."

The black-robed figure was surprised, extending a hand to grasp the Purple Dawn Sword, his true essence surging.

"Peak True Spirit Realm."

Zhao Yun grunted, being pushed back, confirming the black-robed figure's cultivation.

Clang! Clang!

Facing him, the black-robed figure's fingers were cold, shooting out sword qi from the gaps.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of metal clashing rose as Zhao Yun swung his sword, blocking all the sword qi.

"Die!"

The black-robed figure attacked like the wind, his fingers forming a single finger, aiming straight for Zhao Yun's forehead, a fatal strike.

"Eliminate me."

Zhao Yun sneered, his face unchanged, instantly disappearing into the ground.

"Earth Escape?"

The black-robed figure's eyes narrowed, realizing why Zhao Yun had appeared out of nowhere earlier.

Clang!

His finger missed, but Zhao Yun's fatal strike came, instantly appearing behind the black-robed figure. The Purple Dawn Sword hummed, surrounded by lightning, its power overwhelming, piercing through the black-robed figure.

Blood splattered.

When Zhao Yun pulled out the sword, a beautiful arc of crimson blood formed.

"Heavenly Thunder."

The black-robed figure clutched his chest, bending over and coughing blood, barely able to stand.

This fight was unexpectedly intense.

A mere Condensation Essence Realm, with such mysterious movement, not only knew the long-lost Earth Escape but also possessed lightning, and it was at the Heavenly Thunder level. After living in the ancient city of Wanggu for so long, he had no idea, caught off guard.

"Damn."

The black-robed figure's eyes turned red, his face twisted in shock and anger, but mostly in pain.

The previous strike was too ruthless.

At this moment, a vital meridian was severed, one connected to his heart.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun swung his sword, cutting through the black robe with true essence. Before killing, he needed to see who it was.

"Sikong?"

Seeing the person's face, even Zhao Yun was taken aback.

He recognized this person.

Everyone in the ancient city of Wanggu would recognize him, the Liu family's alchemist.

To be precise, a guest alchemist.

The Liu family's armory had so many high-quality weapons, all thanks to this person.

"I remember he was at the Mystic Yang Realm."

Zhao Yun was puzzled. Everyone in the ancient city of Wanggu knew Sikong was at the Mystic Yang Realm.

Seeing him now was truly unexpected.

Was there a problem with his cultivation, or did he fall in rank?

Pfft!

As he watched, Sikong spat out another mouthful of blood, the wound gushing fresh blood.

Additionally, flames burned on his body, one black and one purple.

"Two types of Beast Fire."

Zhao Yun raised an eyebrow, understanding why Sikong had fallen in rank.

Beast Fire can merge.

However, if it can't merge and you force it, the consequences are dire, leading to backlash.

Sikong likely belonged to this category, causing his cultivation to plummet.

Otherwise, even ten or eight Zhao Yuns would have been no match for him.

"An unexpected windfall."

Zhao Yun smiled, genuinely happy, knowing he had encountered a fallen Sikong.

Since he had encountered him, there was no need to hesitate.

If he eliminated the Liu family's alchemist, dealing with Liu Canghai would be much easier.

Ah...!

Sikong wailed, whether from Zhao Yun's strike or the backlash from the two flames, clutching his chest and head, his face contorted in agony.

Clang!

Zhao Yun attacked with his sword, unable to let Sikong continue wailing, which would alert others.

The blood was even more glaring than before.

Sikong knelt, his head pierced by Zhao Yun's sword, a true fatal strike.

In his last moment, he must have been frustrated.

Today, his luck was truly bad. He had gone to the black market to seek a master for healing but accidentally encountered Zhao Yun. Coincidentally, he smelled the elixir and pursued, only to find it was a path to the underworld.

Even in death, he didn't know who Zhao Yun was.

Even in death, he died unjustly, a peak True Spirit Realm cultivator defeated by a Condensation Essence Realm.

Sending a head as a gift, that was him.

Zhao Yun sheathed his sword, cleaning up the battlefield. An unexpected attack truly achieved great results. In a direct confrontation, he wouldn't have won. If not for Sikong's carelessness, he wouldn't have been caught off guard.

In martial arts, a single mistake can decide life and death.

It was also Sikong's fault for being an alchemist, skilled in alchemy but not in combat. Most of his energy was focused on alchemy, unlike Zhao Yun, who could multitask without going mad.

"Take the Beast Fire." The Moon Deity said calmly.

"Of course." Zhao Yun extended his hands, catching the two Beast Fires as they tried to escape.

This was good stuff.

One Beast Fire could make an alchemist, let alone two.

Sikong might not have been able to merge them, but Zhao Yun might.

The Moon Deity knew the method to merge fire, and with Heavenly Thunder, the benefits would be numerous.

For example, body tempering or refining weapons.

After collecting the Beast Fire and Sikong's possessions, Zhao Yun took the corpse-disposal powder.

Killing and looting, destroying the evidence.

After finishing, he disappeared, adding a significant mark to his record.

Returning to the armory, it was already late at night.

Yang Dawu and Yang Dier were asleep, only Old Sun was still smoking in the garden, waiting.

"How did it go?" Zhao Yun smiled.

"The weapons sold out, including the stock, not a single piece left."

"Quite a bit of money, huh!"

Zhao Yun was amazed, underestimating Liu Canghai's determination to spend money recklessly.

"I had someone investigate; other families are involved."

"Expected."

Zhao Yun pondered. Liu Canghai wasn't stupid, knowing to seek external help.

With other families involved, the financial resources were substantial.

However, he could endure. Eliminating the Liu family's alchemist cut off the root of the Liu family's armory. Without a source of goods, they would eventually run out of resources, and spending money would lead to bankruptcy.

"Master, your spirit meridian..."

Old Sun whispered but didn't continue.

"It's reconnected."

Zhao Yun smiled, unable to hide it.

Getting a definite answer, Old Sun's eyes lit up with joy. "That alchemist..."

"It's me." Zhao Yun smiled.

Old Sun was overjoyed, his aged appearance fading.

"The armory will be closed for three days."

Zhao Yun smiled, giving the instruction before returning to his room.

"Brother, the Zhao family will rise."

Behind him, Old Sun took out a wine bottle, spilling it on the ground, a tribute to the old master, his grandson, who had been reborn. In the years to come, he would surely bring the Zhao family to new heights.

In the room, Zhao Yun sat in meditation.

Then, the two Beast Fires were released, circling him.

The Moon Deity also helped, transmitting the secret technique to merge the fires.

With divine assistance, nothing was impossible. Zhao Yun, being exceptional, forcibly merged them.

The starlight was brilliant, the moonlight clear.

After half an hour, a crimson flame hovered in his palm, the black and purple merging into red. The knowledge behind this, Zhao Yun didn't understand, but the new fire was far superior to the previous ones.

The Beast Fire was sent to his dantian, a wave of heat spreading through his body.

The sound of bones colliding followed, the Beast Fire combined with Heavenly Thunder, the Bone Marrow Cleansing Scripture and the Primordial Heavenly Thunder Scripture working together.

This body tempering was exceptionally powerful.

He took a True Essence Pill, sniffing it deeply before lightly licking it.

Hmm, a faint sweetness, refreshing.

The pill entered his body, instantly dissolving, a cool sensation spreading throughout.

The most refreshing was his spirit.

Originally feeling dizzy, after taking the True Essence Pill, his fatigue vanished, his spirit refreshed and radiant.

His spirit had transformed.

If he were to refine weapons now, he could endure much longer.

"I should visit the Treasure Full Tower more often."

Zhao Yun chuckled, a source of elixirs.

Then, he took the materials for drawing talismans, dipped his brush in ink, and began drawing on the talisman paper.

With his improved spirit, drawing talismans was much easier.

As he drew more talismans, his technique became more proficient, no longer clumsy.

The quality of the talismans steadily improved.

"Adding lightning and fire will make them more powerful," the Moon Deity smiled.

"Got it!"

Zhao Yun was enthusiastic, drawing explosive talismans one after another, enhanced by lightning and fire.

In future battles, if he couldn't win, he would just explode them.

If the Liu family dared to complain, he would throw all the explosive talismans at their house.