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

Three days ago, Hengyue was in the important town.

An unassuming carriage slowly came to a stop in front of a sprawling mansion in the heart of the town.

Although the carriage looks quite ordinary, those with a keen eye can tell that the carriage body is made of valuable black ebony, smooth all over, without a single superfluous carving, yet exuding an understated luxury.

The carriage curtain was lifted by a hand with distinct knuckles, and a young man dressed in a moon-white robe with a jade pendant tied at his waist stepped out first.

The man who came down looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He had a handsome face, bright eyes, and an air of elegance and nobility that was hard for ordinary people to imitate.

Furthermore, the man had a pair of bright eyes that seemed to see through everything.

He was none other than Xia Haoyun, a prince of the Great Yu Dynasty.

After Xia Haoyun stopped, he turned around and carefully helped a girl in a pale yellow dress and a thin veil out of the car.

"Brother, is this the place?" the girl asked in a low voice.

He nodded, then looked up at the two imposing stone lions at the entrance of the mansion, before turning his gaze to the bustling street in the distance, a complex expression on his face.

During his journey, he witnessed the prosperity of this important border town.

Countless warriors and merchant caravans, like sharks attracted by the smell of blood, surged in from all directions, bringing unprecedented vitality to this wild land.

Restaurants and inns were packed to capacity, and the streets and markets were teeming with people.

A treasure that is only worth ten spirit crystals in the capital city can be easily sold for ten here.

A piece of refined iron that can be found anywhere in the mainland has a price several times higher here.

When the wind is strong enough, even a pig can fly. This newly opened trade route is the biggest opportunity.

But he also saw another side beneath the surface of prosperity.

Along the official road, one can see broken cart frames and bloodstains left behind by caravans and bandits.

Not far outside the city, there were destitute refugees shivering in the cold wind, their eyes filled with a numb, yearning gaze as they watched the finely dressed merchants entering and leaving the city gates.

This means that the roots of Dayu are rotten.

Xia Haoyun sighed inwardly, his mood somewhat heavy.

"Brother, we've arrived."

The girl beside him gently reminded him, pulling him back to reality.

Xia Haoyun composed himself, took out a name card from his sleeve that looked to be of high quality, and handed it to the servant who was already waiting at the door, saying, "Please announce my arrival."

The servant accepted the visiting card with both hands, glanced at it, and his expression instantly became extremely respectful as he said:

"Please wait a moment."

He turned and jogged into the mansion, his movements swift and efficient.

Before long, the servant ran back and said respectfully, "Honored guest, please come in."

Inside the mansion, there are pavilions and towers, winding paths leading to secluded spots. Although not particularly magnificent, it is a quiet place.

The servant led the two to a spacious courtyard, then stopped, bowed, and withdrew.

Xia Haoyun and the girl exchanged a glance, knowing that the person they were looking for was inside. The two of them stepped into the courtyard together.

In the center of the courtyard, a tall and upright figure stood with his back to them under an unknown ancient tree.

The man was dressed in a simple silver martial arts outfit, with an ordinary-looking silver spear standing beside him. He stood there quietly, yet he resembled a spear about to pierce the sky, his sharpness restrained, but his aura imposing.

The other party was none other than Jiang Zhongtian, the nominal highest-ranking official of this important town of Hengyue and the deputy governor.

Xia Haoyun's gaze fell on Jiang Zhongtian's back, and his pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.

I can't see through it.

Even with his profound spiritual sense, he was completely unable to perceive the depth of the other party's abilities.

The feeling was like gazing into a bottomless abyss, the prince of Great Yu thought to himself:

"This Deputy Inspector Jiang has probably already mastered the second supernatural power, and he is probably not far from reaching the Grandmaster realm."

Xia Haoyun made a silent assessment in his mind.

The last time I heard of this person was in a secret report from the capital.

The secret report said that he had just broken through to the Perfection of the Profound Realm and had not yet cultivated supernatural powers, yet he was already ranked over 280th on the Hidden Dragon List of Crouching Tigers and Hidden Dragons.

In retrospect, this intelligence is outdated.

Jiang Zhongtian is now likely capable of breaking into the top 120 on the Hidden Dragon List.

Just as Xia Haoyun was pondering to himself...

The figure in the courtyard slowly turned around.

Jiang Zhongtian.

His face was ordinary, but his eyes were as sharp as two drawn swords. With just a casual glance, the girl next to Xia Haoyun felt a chill run down her spine.

"Your Highness has come from afar; I have failed to greet you properly."

Jiang Zhongtian's voice was neither humble nor arrogant, showing no trace of the obsequiousness or fear one would expect from a prince.

He simply made a "please" gesture and led the two to a stone pavilion to the side.

After taking their seats, Xia Haoyun got straight to the point: "Vice Envoy Jiang, you must already know the purpose of my trip."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhongtian did not reply. Instead, he picked up the teapot on the stone table, filled the teapots for the two of them, and said calmly, "I have already received news from Qingzhou."

"I heard it's related to remnants of the previous dynasty."

Xia Haoyun picked up his teacup, neither confirming nor denying. He did not answer the question directly, "I was also acting under orders to deal with that group of rebels."

Seeing the other party speak like this, Jiang Zhongtian nodded. He knew that some things were better left unasked.

He only needs to execute the commands.

The two chatted for a few minutes; the atmosphere wasn't exactly lively, but it wasn't awkward either.

Suddenly, Jiang Zhongtian changed the subject and said:

"Your Highness, regarding that matter, I do have a talented person under my command."

"Perhaps, I can contribute in some way to Your Highness's trip."

Upon hearing this, Xia Haoyun raised an eyebrow slightly, showing some interest, and said, "Oh? To be valued so highly by Vice Envoy Jiang, one must be no ordinary person."

Jiang Zhongtian put down his teacup, a slightly amused smile playing on his lips.

"This person, with the cultivation of the first level of the Profound Realm, killed a Blood Envoy of the Nine Evil Sect in the Manifestation Realm and a Warrior of the Witch Kingdom in the Manifestation Realm on the way to the important town of Hengyue."

"His strength is not bad."

Xia Haoyun's hand, which was holding the teacup, paused in mid-air for a moment.

A first-level Profound Realm cultivator, slaying two second-level cultivators?

That's quite a feat, but that's about it.

He had seen far too many geniuses; this level of talent wasn't surprising enough to him.

"He is indeed a remarkable person." Xia Haoyun did not refute the compliment, maintaining his calm and composed expression.

But the girl beside him, who had remained silent the whole time, had a hint of intense curiosity flash in her beautiful eyes beneath her veil.

She couldn't help but ask, "Who is this person?"

……

Yi Yang had no idea that three days ago, his superior had used him as a "pledge of allegiance" and sent him to the prince.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the bed in the room.

On the ground in front of him were a porcelain bottle made of beautiful jade.

He picked up the last bottle of Pure Yuan Pills, poured out the remaining three, and thought to himself, "This stuff is good for those in the Transcendent Realm, but there are too few of them."

After a sigh, Yi Yang swallowed the pills all at once.

boom!

The immense medicinal power, like a river bursting its banks, exploded within his body.

Yi Yang immediately closed his eyes and focused all his energy on circulating the "Yi Mu Zhen Yang Jing".

Within the Qi Sea, the Seed of Profound Light began to glow.

The azure light grew brighter and brighter, illuminating the entire sea of ​​consciousness.

Yi Yang sensed that the originally blurry patterns on the surface of the Xuan Guang Seed were beginning to become clearer.

The vital energy circulates within the body, again and again.

The numbers on the panel are jumping.

6000, 6000, 6000...

He didn't open his eyes and continued to practice his internal energy.

After a while, he tried to spare a bit of his attention and drift into a dream.

The talent "Heart Follows the Dream" was awakened after he broke through to the "Breaking Illusion" realm of divine consciousness.

You can cultivate in your dreams, where time flows faster than in reality.

This thing is so useful once you get the hang of it; Yi Yang's consciousness sank into a dream.

Suddenly, the scene before him changed. Yi Yang was standing on an empty stone platform, with nothing around him.

He raised his hand and conjured a long sword out of thin air. The sword was black and the blade was sharp.

This is the sword from my dream, but it's no different from the one Xuan Yuan uses. Yi Yang gripped the hilt and began practicing the "Four Symbols and Six Harmonies Sword".

First came "Vermilion Bird Burning Flame".

The tip of the knife vibrated rapidly in the air, emitting a faint buzzing sound.

With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed thirty-six consecutive stabs.

Every stab landed on the same spot.

The blade tip left crimson marks in the void, and the thirty-six marks intertwined to form a flaming lotus flower.

The moment the lotus took shape, Yi Yang flicked his wrist again.

"burst."

boom.

The flaming lotus exploded, and the shockwave swept in all directions.

Yi Yang didn't stop, and continued practicing the third move, "White Tiger Roars at the Moon".

This move doesn't emphasize specific techniques, but rather the "momentum".

He slowly raised the knife, pouring all the killing intent he had accumulated in his two lifetimes into the blade.

The knife was not moved.

An invisible pressure has enveloped the entire dream.

Yi Yang suddenly opened his eyes and thrust his sword out horizontally.

There was no sword energy, no air currents, only an invisible "momentum" that, like a tiger descending a mountain, tore through the sky.

A loud explosion echoed through the void.

Yi Yang sheathed his sword and stood up, letting out a long breath.

His proficiency with these two moves increased significantly. Without stopping, he continued to immerse himself in the dream until he heard someone calling him.

"My lord! My lord!" It was Xu Min's voice.

Yi Yang's mind stirred, and he pulled his consciousness out of the dream. He opened his eyes and saw Xu Min standing outside the door, looking somewhat anxious.

"Come in."

Xu Min pushed open the door and entered, his face showing shock as he said:

"My lord, something terrible has happened again!"

Yi Yang looked at him without saying a word.

Xu Min took a deep breath and lowered his voice, saying, "I just received news that two experts from the Hidden Dragon Ranking have arrived in Hengyue, a key town!"