Elderly Martial Saint: Sixty Times the Cultivation Speed ​​at the Start

The east gate of Wanfeng County is a scene of ruins.

The woman who had come to provide support sheathed her sword and stood still. Her moon-white outfit drew a cool, elegant arc in the swirling dust. She glanced sideways at Yi Yang and said with an innate arrogance in her tone:

"I am Xie Tinglan, an elder of the Zhuxi Sect."

Hearing this self-introduction, Yi Yang's face remained expressionless, but he felt a little amused and thought to himself:

"Xie Tinglan?"

"The woman Yi Yang saw at the inn in Heyu County not long ago, although she was cold-hearted, the murderous aura in her eyes and the perfect sword intent were undeniable."

"This one before me, although he also possesses the aura of a True Qi Realm Perfection cultivator, and even deliberately imitates some of that aloofness, his essence is completely different. Xie Tinglan deeply hates the Zhenfu Guards, so why would she come to save Yiyang?"

"Now that I've reached the Profound Realm, and my divine sense has entered the 'Breaking Illusion' stage, the unique aura of a Profound Realm expert that the other party was trying so hard to conceal is like a torch in the dark, impossible to hide."

"interesting."

"A powerful expert at the Profound Realm, disguised as a Zhuxi Sect elder at the Perfected True Qi Realm, came to this small Wanfeng County, and happened to 'pass by' to save the day during the Nine Evil Sect's siege."

"Thinking back to those strange tracking witchcrafts when he entered the city, and this Nine Evils Sect leader who just jumped out to attack the city right after he entered."

"It would be impossible to say there's nothing fishy going on here. And when you connect that to the matter with the Witch Kingdom, the hidden answer is almost obvious."

The traitors of the Witch Kingdom have colluded with the Nine Evil Sect, and the woman in front of them is a Transcendent Realm expert selected from the Nine Evil Sect.

The Nine Evils Cult leader, whose weapon he shattered with a single finger, was nothing more than cannon fodder used to lure the enemy away.

Yi Yang suppressed all his thoughts, his face showing a mixture of lingering fear and gratitude. He cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Xie Tinglan and said:

"So it's Elder Xie. I've long admired your name."

I am Yiyang, Commander of the Zhenfu Guard of Suining Prefecture.

"Elder Xie, I am deeply grateful for your timely assistance. How about we join forces and execute these nine heretical sect leaders on the spot?"

Ye Hanqian, disguised as Xie Tinglan, the Blood Envoy of the Nine Evil Cult, sneered inwardly upon hearing this:

"They've taken the bait."

"It's all that idiot Huang Yi's witchcraft. His Gu worms actually lost track of Ug's scent in the city, so the original plan had to be scrapped."

Now, we can only use the backup plan.

First, lure this guy surnamed Yi out of the city, cripple him, and then use him as bait to lure out that Profound Realm expert, Wu Ge, from inside the city.

Once outside the city, the operation can be carried out in the wild without anyone noticing.

We must not kill anyone in the city, and even less so in full view of the public, otherwise how can we frame Qingzhou?

But the information that that good-for-nothing Huang Yi gave me said that this guy was just an ordinary late-stage True Qi Realm cultivator, right?

That single finger strike, though seemingly casual, contained an extremely concentrated penetrating force, directly shattering the incense master's treasured longsword.

This kind of technique is not something that ordinary late-stage True Qi Realm cultivators possess.

It seems this old guy has been hiding something quite well.

However, that's all.

In her view, as long as they didn't reach the Tongxuan Heavenly Barrier, all struggles within the True Qi Realm were meaningless.

Ye Hanqian didn't take this surprise to heart. She pulled herself together and replied, "Okay."

"Lord Yi, make your move!"

Amidst the ruins, the battle reignites.

Yi Yang and Ye Hanqian positioned themselves on the left and right, respectively, forming a pincer movement against the leader of the Nine Evil Sect.

Yi Yang drew the Xuan Yuan Black Blade from his back. Azure-green true energy clung to the blade, and his sword strikes were wide and powerful, each strike carrying a majestic and heavy aura.

Ye Hanqian, whose strength was revealed to be at the peak of the True Qi Realm, wielded a soft sword that resembled a crescent moon. Her sword path was unpredictable, and her sword energy carried a faint, almost imperceptible, cold light. She could always strike at the incense master's weaknesses from the most cunning angles.

With the combined efforts of the two, the leader of the Nine Evil Sect was forced into a retreat, his body quickly bearing several deep, bone-revealing wounds. He was filled with utter horror as he thought:

"What happened?"

"Didn't the Blood Envoy say it was just a show, and that he'd save my life in a crucial moment?"

"But this situation clearly indicates they intend to kill me!"

Unable to understand, he could only grit his teeth and unleash his full power of bloodthirsty energy to form a blood-red protective shield around himself. While desperately defending against the two men's attacks, he frantically searched for an escape route.

His gaze began to unconsciously drift towards the direction outside the city gate, again and again.

That's where the way out lies.

Yi Yang's divine sense keenly captured every change in the incense master's eyes.

"We're going to escape."

He understood perfectly, but his offensive continued unabated, maintaining the intensity of a late-stage True Qi Realm cultivator, and "tacitly" with Ye Hanqian, he forced her towards the city gate.

At the same time, the true energy within his body had begun to circulate quietly along the meridian pathways of the "Four Symbols and Six Harmonies Blade".

The most lethal and explosive move, "White Tiger Roars at the Moon," is secretly gathering strength.

"Now!"

Facing a life-or-death crisis, the incense master finally found what he thought was a flaw.

Just as Yi Yang's sword missed its mark, Ye Hanqian's sword move was a beat too slow to connect.

He suddenly pushed off with his foot, and like an arrow released from a bow, he retreated rapidly towards the city gate.

Ye Hanqian's soft sword followed closely behind, but its speed was much slower than before, as if it were struggling to keep up.

"Now is the time!"

A chilling glint flashed in Yi Yang's eyes; he would not let the other party leave.

The unremarkable Xuan Yuan Black Blade in his hand suddenly trembled, emitting a low hum.

"White Tiger Roars at the Moon!"

A single slash!

There was no earth-shattering roar, only an extremely sharp whistling sound as it cut through the air.

A condensed, dark green blade aura shot out from the blade and transformed into a gigantic, roaring white tiger phantom in mid-air!

The white tiger was composed entirely of the purest killing energy. Its four paws were in the air, and it roared to the sky. With the lightning speed of a near teleportation, it pounced on the back of the fleeing incense master.

As the incense master was running wildly, he felt a chill run down his spine as a terrifying aura that made his soul tremble locked onto him.

He turned around in shock.

All he could see was an enlarged, ferocious tiger head made of blade energy, which filled his entire field of vision.

He didn't even have time to let out a scream.

"puff!"

The sound of the blade piercing through the chest was so clear it made one's teeth ache.

The incense master's forward momentum came to an abrupt halt, his entire body being dragged along by the violent blade energy and pinned hard against the half-collapsed city wall behind him.

The city wall shook violently, and more bricks and stones tumbled down.

He looked down at the hole the size of a bowl in his chest, from which blood and shattered internal organs were gushing out.

With his eyes wide open, he used the last of his strength to look at Ye Hanqian not far away in disbelief.

Blood Lord...why...why didn't you save him...?

The breath was completely cut off.

His head drooped limply.

All of this happened too fast.

Ye Hanqian's "anxiety" was so obvious that she didn't even have time to hide it.

Her pupils contracted slightly as she stared intently at the black knife in Yi Yang's hand.

She hadn't expected that this seemingly ordinary old man would actually possess such a deadly weapon.

The power of that last strike had already subtly exceeded the limit of an ordinary late-stage True Qi Realm cultivator.

This person is strange.

However, she showed no sign of anything amiss on her face, and the turmoil in her heart was instantly suppressed.

He's just a temple master.

If you're dead, you're dead.

In her eyes, these leaders who served the Nine Evil Cult were simply disposable commodities that could be sacrificed at any time.

Ye Hanqian sheathed her sword, walked to Yi Yang's side, and said with just the right amount of amazement and admiration on her face:

"Lord Yi's strike was truly exquisite!"

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have found it hard to believe that someone in the late stage of the True Qi Realm could unleash such a powerful sword technique."

Her tone was sincere, and her eyes were full of admiration, as if she were truly just a "Xie Tinglan" who was shocked by her companion's strength.

"Elder Xie, you flatter me. It was just a stroke of luck."

Yi Yang smiled calmly and replied politely, "If the elder hadn't restrained him from the side, consuming a lot of his internal energy, I would have had no chance of achieving victory in one strike."

As he spoke, he turned and walked towards Xu Min in the ruins, squatted down, and began to check his injuries.

Three ribs were broken, and there was internal organ concussion. The injuries were serious, but not fatal.

Yi Yang took out a healing pill from his storage ring and put it into Xu Min's mouth.

The pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth, and Xu Min's pale complexion visibly regained some color.

Yi Yang helped him up and sat him against the pile of rubble beside him. Turning to the arriving garrison guards, he gave them a deep order:

"Clean up the remaining nine cult members, leave no one alive!"

"Wounded soldiers retreat; those with minor injuries continue fighting!"

"yes!"

The garrison troops responded with a roar and quickly dispersed to begin their encirclement and annihilation of the followers who had lost their command and were fleeing in all directions within the city.

Just as Yi Yang turned around, ready to join the battle...

Standing behind him, Ye Hanqian's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light as she secretly activated the blood seeds she had left within the other three lurking incense masters.

She hadn't expected Yi Yang to be able to kill the leader of the Nine Evil Sect, which disrupted her plans once again, forcing her to use the three members originally intended to assassinate the Nine Evil Sect leader known as "Wu Yanluo."

Inside the city.

From the east, south, and north, three men in black, mixed in with the chaotic crowd, simultaneously flashed an eerie red light in their eyes, sensing their master's command.

In the next instant, the three figures sprang up simultaneously, like three ghostly figures, ignoring the surrounding guards, and rushed straight towards the east gate city wall!

Their target was the corpse of the incense master, which was nailed to the wall!

"Oh no! They're trying to steal the body!"

Ye Hanqian exclaimed in surprise, her soft sword was drawn again, and she moved faster than her voice, rushing towards the three incense masters.

Yi Yang also made his move almost simultaneously, his Xuan Yuan Blade unleashing a burst of azure blade energy that intertwined with Ye Hanqian's sword energy to form a large net that enveloped the three of them.

The three incense masters, fearless of death, joined forces and managed to tear apart the net of swords and blades.

One of them grabbed the corpse on the wall, pulled hard, and yanked it out of the wall, then carried it on his shoulder.

The other two guarded him on the left and right.

The three worked together seamlessly, fighting and retreating simultaneously, appearing disheveled but actually operating in an orderly fashion.

Yi Yang's blade energy left a deep, bone-revealing bloodstain on one of the men's shoulders.

Ye Hanqian's sword energy severed another person's sleeve.

What appeared to be a fierce battle was actually a stalemate.

After the three incense masters snatched the corpse, they did not linger in the fight. Instead, they used their agility to turn around and flee frantically towards the city gate.

A perfectly timed flash of anger crossed Yi Yang's eyes, and he let out a deep shout.

"Don't leave!"

He suddenly exerted force with his feet and chased after it.

He was extremely fast, yet deliberately maintained a level of "recklessness but not irrationality," giving people the illusion that he was eager to achieve merit and disregarded the consequences.

Seeing this, Ye Hanqian was secretly delighted.

"The plan was a success!"

Her face showed anxiety, and she shouted, "Lord Yi, be careful, it might be a trap!"

He followed closely behind, carrying a soft sword, and darted out of the city, assuming a posture of protecting his companion.

In reality, she was monitoring to ensure that Yi Yang could be successfully lured to the designated ambush location.

Outside the city gate.

The three incense masters ran wildly ahead, occasionally turning back to look at Yi Yang and Ye Hanqian, who were hot on their heels, with "panicked" eyes.

They did not take the official road.

Instead, they turned onto a secluded path leading to a valley in the western suburbs.

Despite his seemingly hurried footsteps, he maintained a constant distance, gradually leading the two people behind him deeper into the valley.