Arrival

That day, Xiang Yang was in a small courtyard within the Wang residence, studying a sand table. He used Military Strategy to attack and defend against himself. A steel saber in his hand flashed silver from time to time, its movements shifting as he wielded it in techniques that matched the principles of warfare. Though he used no true qi, his aura was unfathomable.

"Bad news, bad news! Young Hero Xiang, Ghost's Dread has returned with backing! You should hurry to your master and hide. If my Wang family is destroyed, so be it, but dragging Young Hero down with us would be an unforgivable sin."

Wang Ze came running over in a panic, a large blister swelling on his lip and his eyes bloodshot, the look of pent-up anxiety with nowhere to vent.

His face was deathly pale, and he stumbled about in alarm. Seeing Xiang Yang still as unhurried as ever, he cried out.

These past days, Xiang Yang had done more at the Wang residence than eat and drink lavishly while studying the Eight Methods in the Well.

He had taught Wang Ze a Body Forging Method he had devised himself. It was highly effective at healing injuries and replenishing vital essence, and father and son of the Wang family had been overjoyed.

Of course, it was not as though Wang Ze's ruined dantian could not be repaired. So long as Xiang Yang taught him the Divine Illumination Scripture, with accumulated days and months of diligent cultivation, he could recover completely and even cultivate formidable martial arts.

But Xiang Yang was neither a philanthropist nor some old grandfather. Naturally, he would not do something that brought him no benefit. Besides, he thought little of Wang Ze's aptitude. Letting him live on as an ordinary man, healthy and