Ultimate True Lord

In the courtyard.

Jiang Ming thoughtfully raised his right palm, the surface of which was covered with a layer of brown keratin like rock, thick and tough.

There was a faint red mark on the palm, but it had not bled completely.

This is the result of his recent attempt to use his Red Sand Palm to withstand the blades and weapons.

"It's still a bit lacking. After all, it's flesh and blood, and it can't be as hard as steel. However, as long as I'm careful, and I'm not hit head-on with full force, my palm won't be able to break through my defenses."

Thanks to the enhancement from the Primal Furnace, Jiang Ming's palms are 40% harder than those of other practitioners of the Red Sand Palm. If this enhancement continues, perhaps one day his bare hands will be able to transform into weapons!

Jiang Ming's eyes flickered.

Then he began cleaning up the battlefield, packing everything into two wooden boxes. He then turned to leave.

Sudden.

A faint laugh came from the entrance of the Gray-Clad Gang headquarters.

"Hehehe..."

"Look what I found!"

A young man dressed in light blue clothes walked slowly in from outside the door with a playful expression on his face.

"Kid, you've got some nerve. But what you're doing is breaking the rules."

"I don't care what grudges you have with the Gray-Clad Gang, but if you dare to touch a dog of my Cangshi Sect, you'll pay with your life. Surrender now, and I might let you die a quicker death!"

call out!

Before the young man in blue could finish speaking, he suddenly lunged forward, his feet stomping heavily on the ground.

His eyes flashed with ferocity as he leaped up, unleashing a burst of soft energy, and delivered a devastating Cangshi Fist that slammed down towards Jiang Ming's head.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

"Whoosh!"

The young man in blue was sent flying backward like a tattered sack, his back slamming heavily against the courtyard wall, sending up a cloud of white dust. His fists bled, and his eyes were filled with deep disbelief.

"Mastery of soft power!?"

After a few collisions, the blue-clad youth felt that Jiang Ming's palm was incredibly tough and possessed an extremely strange penetrating force.

After a few punches, I couldn't take it anymore; my bones were trembling and numb. My skin and flesh tore open, and the wounds bled.

"Tap tap tap".

Ahead, Jiang Ming walked over expressionlessly, his bulging arms covered with blue veins hanging at his sides, looking exceptionally burly and strong.

"etc!"

"Friend, I am a disciple of Elder Liu of the Cangshi Sect."

"If you kill me, the news will leak out, and Master will definitely avenge me. Then the entire Cangshi Sect will come after you, and you won't be able to handle it alone. Think it over carefully!"

"The young man in blue said sternly. His face was slightly pale, but he remained calm, using the powerful figure behind him to try and intimidate Jiang Ming."

Jiang Ming remained calm, his soft strength flowing between his arms, continuously bringing a long and sustained flow of vital energy.

"Then let the news stay hidden. As long as I kill you here, no one will know it was me."

Jiang Ming, expressionless, raised his hand and pointed to a strange clay sculpture that he had deliberately placed in the corner of the courtyard.

"Furthermore, the person who destroyed the Gray-Clad Gang headquarters and killed you wasn't actually me. It was actually the Yuanzhen Sect who did it. It has absolutely nothing to do with me; you've got the wrong person."

Immediately, the young man in blue understood Jiang Ming's meaning, and his expression changed drastically. Jiang Ming wanted to frame the strange and mysterious Yuanzhen Sect outside the city for everything that had happened today.

Even if the Cangshi Sect were to investigate here, their first thought would only be the Yuanzhen Sect. Only then would they investigate other sects.

"you!"

The young man in blue suddenly stood up and leaped, enduring the pain, as he was about to jump over the courtyard wall and escape from the gray-clad gang headquarters.

"Click!"

Just as he was about to flip over, a large hand suddenly grabbed his ankle, pulled him down hard, and slammed him down.

"Bang!"

The young man in blue was slammed to the ground and bounced twice. He coughed up blood, but tried to push himself up with his hands.

"Thump!"

A heavy kick came flying, striking the young man in the chest.

Suddenly, he flew out again.

He landed right next to the Yuanzhen Sect clay sculpture in the corner, spitting out a mouthful of blood onto it, making the statue even more ferocious and eerie.

"what!"

The young man in blue knew he was in dire straits. He suddenly unleashed his inner strength, his muscles flushed red with blood, and roared as he threw a punch at Jiang Ming, who was chasing after him.

"call!"

A gentle breeze swept by, and Jiang Ming's figure instantly covered several meters. A palm strike landed squarely on the blue-clad youth's forehead.

Without a sound, the surroundings seemed to fall silent.

"Bang!"

The airflow suddenly reversed direction.

The young man in blue had his head thrown back violently, his neck bending at a huge angle, as if his spine had been broken.

With a thud, he fell heavily to the ground, a trace of regret showing on his dying face.

Jiang Ming slowly withdrew his palm and quietly glanced at the young man in blue.

This person was also a master of soft power, but it seemed that, like him, he had only recently entered the realm of soft power. Moreover, the other party appeared to be pampered and composed, seemingly unaccustomed to intense combat.

After a few clashes, both arms were injured. Realizing he couldn't defeat Jiang Ming's soft yet penetrating strength, he instantly showed fear and lost all will to fight.

Otherwise, he would have fled the Gray Clothes Gang headquarters the moment he was defeated after fighting Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming probably can't really do anything to him.

But it's too late to say all this now.

"Has the art of soft strength been perfected?"

Jiang Ming recalled the exclamation of the young man in blue just now.

He didn't know if he could defeat someone who had mastered the art of soft strength, but his overall strength was definitely much greater than that of someone who used ordinary soft strength.

Jiang Ming lowered his head again and glanced at the blood-stained clay sculpture on the ground.

This is something he brought specifically.

The moment he decided to take action against the Gray-Clad Gang, he had already planned out what to do next. Before arriving at the Gray-Clad Gang's headquarters, Jiang Ming deliberately went to the old mud alley and stole a Yuanzhen Sect clay sculpture from a family.

Throw this thing at the scene, and regardless of whether it's reasonable or not, you have to be wary of that mysterious and eerie cult. Even if it doesn't work, it's good if it can confuse people to some extent.

"It's time to go. His body must be taken with us."

Jiang Ming glanced at the young man he had killed with his Red Sand Palm, picked him up with one hand, and then picked up the two wooden boxes filled with silver coins and secret manuals with the other hand before hurriedly leaving the scene of the massacre.

Fifteen minutes later.

Jiang Ming threw the body of the young man in blue into the Mu River.

Immediately afterwards, he returned to his new home with the spoils of the day.

"Brother, you're covered in blood! Are you hurt?!"

Today is the school's ten-day break, and Jiang Tao is at home. She was clearing away fallen leaves when she saw Jiang Ming walk in with blood on his body, and she quickly asked what was wrong.

"It's nothing. I encountered a few stray dogs on my way back. They might have rabies; they tried to bite me as soon as they came up. I killed them all. This is their blood. I wasn't injured."

Jiang Ming smiled faintly and put the two wooden boxes he was carrying into the inner room. Afterwards, he changed into a new set of clothes, came out, and spoke to his younger sister.

"Xiao Tao, I'm in a good mood today. Go to Changshun Street and buy a pound of braised pork, and also get a pot of jujube soup. With the rest of the money, you can buy some of your favorite pastries."

Jiang Tao's eyes lit up instantly. She excitedly took the copper coin and said in a crisp voice.

"That's great! Second brother is the best!"

After saying that, she skipped and hopped out of the house to buy things.