One Dao Fruit a day, starting with the Dragon Taming Technique.

Yang Jinshan looked on with envy at the Taoist priest fighting against the four black figures.

He had heard before that a cultivation power stronger than martial arts had emerged, and he had always assumed that the four shadowy figures beside him were it, but he never expected…

These four people were actually just ghosts.

The one who truly cultivates the new path is the Taoist priest before us.

Like Xu Guang, he watched intently, afraid of missing any of the Taoist's moves.

Putting everything else aside, the four talismans above his head that transformed into fire crows gave him a very powerful aura.

Just as he was thinking this, he heard the female ghost roar angrily.

"Yang Jinshan, what are you standing there for! Kill him together!"

Yang Jinshan hesitated. Being a person who valued profit, he was conflicted about whether to offend a powerful cultivator who practiced a new path.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. "I went to help you guys with the food, and now I'm coming out to lend you a hand!"

Amidst the furious gazes of the four vengeful spirits and the mocking stares of the Taoist priest, Yang Jinshan turned and walked towards the backyard.

This courtyard was Yang Jinshan's hiding place, and also a secret place to meet with demons.

Besides hiding gold and silver treasures, the backyard also provides food for demons year-round.

Yang Jinshan had already made up his mind.

He stalled for time, observing the situation. If the ghost won, he would offer blood food to celebrate; if the Taoist won, he would shamelessly offer gold, silver, and precious medicine to the Taoist in order to become his disciple.

I'm a genius.

Thinking about what treasures to prepare for the Taoist, he realized that since the Taoist was practicing a new path, ordinary treasures would definitely not catch his eye. He had to choose carefully before pushing open the door and entering.

Yang Jinshan's expression suddenly changed drastically, as he saw a young man sitting in the hall, seemingly oblivious to everything else.

The young man was dressed in armor, his face was calm, and a long knife was placed on the long table beside him.

"They're here."

Yang Jinshan's muscles tensed. "Who are you?! A member of the imperial guards?"

Seeing that the young man remained silent, Yang Jinshan narrowed his eyes. He was already at the fourth level of Qi cultivation, but for the moment he was unable to see through the young man's true strength.

Thinking of this, he forced a smile.

"Young man, you've come at the right time! There's a demon causing trouble in the front yard. Please help me subdue it, and I, Yang, will offer a hundred taels of gold!"

The young man slowly stood up, took the long knife from the table, and scanned the room, looking at the two corpses hanging from the roof beam.

"As expected, Master Yang is indeed good at dealing with people, just like everyone says."

Yang Jinshan paused, sensing that the young man's words had a hidden meaning.

"My name is Xu Guang."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jinshan's expression changed drastically. Without the slightest hesitation, his tense muscles instantly relaxed, and his bones cracked and popped, as if he were shooting out like an arrow that had been taut for a long time.

His fists intertwined, like a dragon emerging from the sea, one a dragon and the other a dragon, their forms a mix of reality and illusion.

The same Flood Dragon Fist, but in his hands, it was far superior to Cai Long's version.

The force of their punches was so fierce that it was impossible to tell which punch was from a dragon and which was from a serpent.

Xu Guang let out a soft "hmm," somewhat surprised.

He couldn't even see the real killing punch in Yang Jinshan's fists. Most people would not be able to distinguish the real from the fake when facing Yang Jinshan's move, and dodging would be the best response.

Dragon and snake transformation.

Countless snake-scale-like shapes emerged beneath Xu Guang's skin, and he could perceive all changes in the aura within a three-meter radius.

As the Dragon Taming Technique continues to improve, although the range of snake sensing does not increase, the control over the area within three meters becomes more acute.

Yang Jinshan clenched his fists and pressed forward relentlessly.

Four meters, three meters...

At two meters, Xu Guang noticed that Yang Jinshan's left fist was heavier, but his wrist was constantly swinging as if it were about to change at any moment. However, the veins on his elbow and forearm were bulging, and there was a flow of energy. This was the Dragon Fist.

The right fist thrusts forward relentlessly, yet both the wrist and elbow maintain a posture that allows for constant movement—this is the cunning and unpredictable Dragon Fist.

one meter.

Xu Guang placed his left hand on the hilt of the knife.

Yang Jinshan's face was now clearly visible, his expression fierce and his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"I've already given up my family business, and you still won't let me go? Then die!!"

He moved faster, his fists moved in more varied ways, and his rhythm never stopped.

At this distance, Xu Guang had no room to dodge, and Yang Jinshan was confident of victory.

Clang!

Xu Guang drew his sword.

With incredible agility, he twirled his wrist in the air, creating a dazzling display of blade light.

The hilt is below, the blade is upward, and it is held in front of the body.

Yang Jinshan's expression changed drastically, but he had no time to stop his attack.

Pfft!

Yang Jinshan swung his right fist horizontally, and Xu Guang, as if strolling leisurely, took a half step back, and the blade suddenly turned to the left.

Just then, Yang Jinshan's fist arrived, as if... he himself was punching a blade.

Yang Jinshan's screams rang out.

He clutched his wrist and wailed in pain.

Xu Guang would not miss the opportunity. He swung his long sword, transforming it into a silver phantom, and stabbed at Yang Jinshan with unparalleled precision.

He already had some understanding of internal martial arts techniques, and had lost interest in Yang Jinshan.

Without holding back, he activated the Fourth Dragon Transformation, completely overwhelming Yang Jinshan in speed, strength, and perception. Moreover, Yang Jinshan's wrist was almost severed, so the difference in their strengths and weaknesses was amplified.

Thirteen breaths later.

Yang Jinshan collapsed to the ground, panting heavily. He was not dead, but all the bones in his limbs were broken.

He glared at Xu Guang with a look of resentment.

"Please wait a moment, Master Yang, while I, Xu, exorcise the demon."

……

forecourt.

Facing four opponents alone, the Taoist priest was gradually losing ground due to the Tiger King's power within the ghost and the rain that day, which greatly reduced the fire crow's strength.

Knock knock knock!

The sound of something knocking came from behind.

"Yang Jinshan, what are you doing? Come and help!"

There was no response. The four ghosts and the Taoist priest turned around and saw a young man dressed in armor and military attire carrying a knife, the tip of which made a clinking sound on the ground.

They seem to be out for a stroll.

"Are you all here?"

Xu Guang stopped and looked up with a smile.

One of the four demonic accomplices, seeing that the newcomer was not Yang Jinshan, flew into a rage, shouting, "Who are you? Where is Yang Jinshan?"

As he spoke, he rushed toward Xu Guang's location.

To dare to interfere in such a situation is truly courting death.

It's a good opportunity to absorb the yang energy from this kid's body and restore myself.

Xu Guang's smile vanished. He raised his steel knife. "You're far more rude than the ghost we met last time!"

With a slightly frivolous voice, Xu Guang slowly raised his arms, his blood and qi flowing through his entire body. His arms collided in a circle at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the tiger head shoulder blades connecting the armor to the shoulders were clearly stretched by muscles. The already lifelike tiger head became extremely fierce, as if it had come to life.

呲!

A streak of crimson blood spread through the air.

That was Xu Guang's blood.

The longsword cleaved through the blood mist with a deafening roar, its blade instantly covered in specks of crimson, before crashing down on the vengeful spirit's neck with a fierce gesture.

Pfft!

His head hit the ground.

The genie's weakness wasn't its head; its body was still moving, groping as if trying to find its head.

pat!

A foot with its calf encased in iron armor landed on its head.

At the same time, the somewhat irritated voices of young people could be heard.

"So annoying!"

"Using those supernatural tricks again, are you even going to die?!"

A bright red, scalding liquid sprayed out.

"what!"

The screams of the changgui were piercing, unlike any sound that could be made in nature; they seemed to act directly on the mind and spirit.