"You're quite skilled, junior. No wonder you're so arrogant! However, my True Martial Intent is condensed and unyielding; you cannot break it. I'll give you an opportunity. Submit to my Medicine King Valley. How about it?"
Qin Xuejiao suddenly said.
Yang Xiao scoffed.
Qin Xuejiao, however, continued as if talking to herself, "As long as you hand over every Secret Technique you possess to me, I can make an exception and overlook your crime of killing Great Elder Yanm Kuan. I will even allow you to take his place and assume the position of Great Elder. How about it?"
"Really? You're far too cunning for me to trust. I imagine that right now, you're just thinking that as soon as I hand over all my Secret Techniques, you'll kill me with a single palm strike. Isn't that right?"
Yang Xiao laughed.
His Spiritual Power had also reached the Observing Micro High Level.
'Qin Xuejiao thought she could trick him?'
'Impossible.'
Besides, he had countless secrets. How could he just lay them bare for someone else?
'Submission was absolutely out of the question!'
'As for this woman's so-called True Martial Intent…'
"If I'm not mistaken, your True Martial Intent is pathetically weak. Its only ability is to be condensed and unyielding. Even if I can't dispel it, it's no big deal. Besides, what makes you think I can't? You, on the other hand… my True Flame Fist Force doesn't feel too good, does it?"
Yang Xiao sneered.
Qin Xuejiao's expression changed instantly.
Her True Intent was only a Tier One Martial Saint True Intent.
It was indeed pitifully weak.
Its only ability was to be condensed and unyielding.
It had no other offensive power.
In truth, her innate talent was insufficient for her to break through to the Martial Saint Realm. It was only due to a stubborn obsession, an unwillingness to accept death, that she forcefully comprehended a True Martial Intent.
One that would not scatter.
One that would not scatter, even in death.
However, the power of this laughable True Intent was also very limited.
It was only Tier One.
Even if she cultivated until the day she died,
she would only ever be a Tier One Martial Saint.
She would never be able to advance to Tier Two.
Unless, in the remainder of her life, she could comprehend a Tier Three True Martial Intent to replace this laughable one, allowing her to cultivate to a higher level.
But for Qin Xuejiao, this was difficult.
Incredibly so.
It was fundamentally impossible.
Now, Yang Xiao had seen right through her.
Her expression turned foul.
She flushed with shame and anger.
But as her anger flared, her expression changed drastically.
Because she suddenly discovered that the Fist Force Yang Xiao had driven into her body earlier had suddenly erupted.
It was actually starting to burn the True Gang within her body.
"It's taking effect? What a great opportunity! Take another fist!"
Yang Xiao laughed heartily.
A glazed brilliance flashed behind him as the Profound Feather Divine Technique activated once more. Carrying an invincible momentum, he lunged toward that old woman, Qin Xuejiao.
Qin Xuejiao's expression changed dramatically.
She dodged instinctively.
At the same time, she tried to suppress the Fist Force wreaking havoc inside her.
But this Fist Force was forged from True Greater Yang Fire and delivered by the Flame Emperor Divine Fist.
How could it be suppressed so easily?
Qin Xuejiao's mind was thrown into chaos.
Staring at Yang Xiao's killing blow, how could she dare to receive it again?
Using all her strength,
she dodged.
Only after Yang Xiao's fist struck empty air, brushing past her side,
did she let out a small sigh of relief.
'Thank goodness, I dodged it…'
"Haha, so this is the Martial Saint of Medicine King Valley! Nothing more than a coward, timid as a mouse!"
Yang Xiao's voice came from a distance.
His words made Qin Xuejiao's face flush crimson with anger, and she almost couldn't stop herself from spitting out a mouthful of blood.
But Yang Xiao's forward momentum didn't stop.
After his punch missed, the wings on his back spread, and he instantly vanished from everyone's sight.
'Such a perfect opportunity to leave, how could he not take it?'
'Should he wait around for that even stronger Martial Saint to show up and kill him?'
His escape, however,
left everyone stunned.
They couldn't understand. Yang Xiao had clearly held the upper hand.
Even the Martial Saint Ancestor had backed down from him.
So why did he suddenly run away?
"I fell for it! I actually fell for this junior's trick! He obviously knew about my Senior Brother's presence and was just looking for a chance to escape! Damn it!"
Of everyone present, only Qin Xuejiao realized what had happened.
The shame and anger on her face intensified.
She gritted her teeth and spat, "Junior! I, Qin Xuejiao, swear that I won't rest until you are dead!"
Qin Xuejiao roared.
Her eyes looked as if they were about to pop out of their sockets from rage.
At the same time, the Fist Force inside her body surged.
She could no longer suppress it.
BLEGH!
She spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Her head swam and her vision blurred.
She nearly collapsed to the ground.
It took her a long moment to recover,
and stabilize herself.
She had truly suffered a great loss this time.
...
'Damn that old woman. If I weren't wary of that stronger guy, I would have finished her off!'
In an instant, Yang Xiao had flown dozens of miles away.
He had flown right into the heart of Medicine King Valley.
He immediately concealed his aura.
As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place.
'That old woman would never expect me to double back into Medicine King Valley. Huh?'
He steadied himself, but his expression suddenly changed.
He turned around.
And saw a distinguished-looking old man with white hair and white robes, standing with his hands clasped behind his back.
His face was devoid of joy or sorrow.
But his eyes held a hint of such deep, heart-wrenching sorrow that just a single glance made one feel infected by it, overcome with grief.
'Oh no, it's the master of that hand seal!'
Yang Xiao's expression changed again.
The reason he hadn't taken the opportunity to kill Qin Xuejiao earlier
was precisely because he was wary of this man.
He never imagined that after seizing the opportunity to escape,
he would run headfirst right into the man himself.
'Wasn't this just his luck?'
'Dammit. Since I've run into him, there's nothing to do but fight!'
Yang Xiao suppressed all the negative emotions rising in his heart.
And looked at the newcomer.
"I once believed myself to be the most talented Martial Artist in the world, but compared to you, I see I am still far behind."
"To be able to battle a Martial Saint at such a young age... such talent is truly admirable."
"It is a pity, but I cannot let you live!"
"You killed my grandson. That is your first crime!"
"You threw my Medicine King Valley into chaos. That is your second crime!"
"For these two crimes, I cannot spare you!"
"But rest assured. I admire you, so I will be the one to personally send you on your way!"
The white-robed, white-haired Yanm Changqing
spoke with a detached air.
His expression and tone were tinged with a deep melancholy,
as if killing Yang Xiao
was something he was forced into.
As if killing this outstanding junior
pained him greatly,
yet it was something he had no choice but to do.
He seemed truly conflicted.
But upon hearing these words, Yang Xiao laughed. "Hilarious. Truly hilarious. Your grandson wanted to search my soul and threatened me using my own father. Was I supposed to just stand there and let him kill me? Is anything else a crime?"
"And Medicine King Valley—did I throw it into chaos? If you people hadn't come to kill me, would I have killed them?"
"You hypocrite. If you want to kill me, if you want revenge, just say so. Why spout all this useless nonsense? Do you think saying all this can cover up the fact that you can't even tell right from wrong?"
"How ridiculous!"
Yang Xiao laughed loudly.
Originally, he had thought this man was quite formidable,
a true threat to him.
And in fact, he was the most powerful person Yang Xiao had ever met.
The True Martial Intent he had comprehended was also incredibly strong.
But looking at him now,
he was nothing more than a hypocritical villain.
'What was there to be afraid of?'
"If you want to fight, then let's fight!"
'Who have I ever been afraid of?'