Ninety Tiger Strengths

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

Ye Xiwen's long saber danced, Zhenqi surging from his body instantly as he rapidly unleashed a blade curtain, deflecting the long sabers held by the three guards.

Ye Xiwen was confident he could defeat any one of these three in a one-on-one fight. However, these three had clearly practiced a joint combat formation. Their combined strength greatly increased their power.

"Kill him!" the three guards shouted, their three sabers slashing towards Ye Xiwen simultaneously.

"I'm afraid you won't get the chance!" Ye Xiwen said with a hint of coldness in his voice.

His long saber instantly unleashed a brilliant beam of light.

"Crescent Moon Slash, first strike!"

With this strike, one of the guards' sabers was almost knocked away.

"Bang!"

Second strike!

The power increased again compared to the first strike.

"Bang!"

The third strike, with its terrifying force, cleaved the guard in two, along with his saber.

"Fourth!" The remaining two guards cried out in grief and anger.

"Second, hurry! Tell the Young City Lord to avenge us!" the leader of the guards said, filled with grief and indignation.

The leader of the two guards glared venomously at Ye Xiwen, leaving behind a harsh threat before intending to let the second guard escape.

The second guard didn't hesitate at all, turning to flee onto the rooftops.

"Trying to leave!" Ye Xiwen sneered. Since they were here to hunt him, there was no need for pleasantries. Four experts at the Houtian Ninth Stage were a considerable loss, even for the City Lord's Mansion of Great Green City.

Ye Xiwen unleashed a saber strike, a brilliant saber gleam instantly carving a dazzling dark arc across the sky, directly aimed at the second guard.

"Pfft!" The second guard had no way to dodge in mid-air and was directly split in two by the saber gleam, falling to the ground.

"Second!" The leader cried out in despair, his venomous gaze seeming to want to kill Ye Xiwen. "You little beast, killing my brothers, I will not let you go!"

"From the moment you came to hunt me, it was decided. I had no enmity with you, yet you pursued me. This is a case of 'heaven's wrath can be survived, but self-inflicted wrath cannot be survived'!" Ye Xiwen sneered and lunged towards the leader of the guards.

The leader of the guards hadn't expected things to turn out this way. A look of madness flashed in his eyes as he furiously attacked Ye Xiwen.

Their figures clashed, two bodies colliding fiercely.

"Pfft!" After a few exchanges, Ye Xiwen backhanded his saber, killing the leader of the guards.

Ye Xiwen searched the bodies of the four guards and found over two thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones. This not only compensated for the loss incurred from Zhao Qiyan's scheme but also yielded a small profit, bringing Ye Xiwen's Spirit Stone count back up to six thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

Upon returning to the inn where he was staying, Ye Xiwen immediately went into seclusion to prepare fully for the auction three days later.

Ye Xiwen first began cultivating the Overlord Body Art. According to its description, the Overlord Body Art cultivated the physical body into a special physique called the Overlord Body. When cultivated to its depths, it could allow one to tear apart gods and demons. It was said to be a cultivation technique practiced by a powerful being in ancient times, though the specifics were vague. Moreover, only the first layer of the cultivation technique was provided. However, even with just the first layer of the Overlord Body Art, its power was comparable to ordinary mid-grade cultivation techniques.

Its most overbearing aspect was, as its name suggested, its sheer dominance. After cultivating this Overlord Body Art, Ye Xiwen could no longer cultivate other body-refining techniques. This was also why the Sky Silver Merchant Association had put it up for auction. If the subsequent cultivation methods were available, the Overlord Body Art would undoubtedly be an extremely formidable body-refining technique. But with only the first layer, it was a rip-off. No matter how powerful the first layer of the Overlord Body Art was, it was still just the first layer. For ordinary casual martial artists, this was already quite good. But for giants like the Sky Silver Merchant Association, it was somewhat redundant. They possessed countless body-refining techniques far more powerful than the Overlord Body Art.

However, for Ye Xiwen, it was the most suitable technique. Even just the first layer could rival a mid-grade cultivation technique, demonstrating the power of the Overlord Body Art. More importantly, while it was like a redundant item for others, he could use his special space to deduce the subsequent cultivation methods of the Overlord Body Art. As long as he had Spirit Stones, these were not problems.

For him, there was no technique more suitable than the Overlord Body Art.

As Ye Xiwen continuously burned Spirit Stones and channeled them into his special space, the profound mysteries of the Overlord Body Art unfolded before his eyes. His physical body felt as if it were being torn apart and reassembled, torn apart and reassembled. His torn flesh and cells were reorganized according to a mysterious structure.

Ye Xiwen's face flickered between pale and flushed, cold sweat pouring down. Cultivating the Overlord Body Art was even more painful than he had imagined, feeling like being violently torn apart and then reassembled. Anyone with slightly less resolve would have fainted dead away.

Despite the extreme pain, Ye Xiwen did not stop, because he could clearly feel his strength rapidly increasing. This was a feeling he hadn't experienced even after drinking large amounts of Monkey Wine.

This sensation of simultaneous painful tearing and exhilarating release gave Ye Xiwen the illusion of falling into a state of extreme contrasts, like ice and fire.

Time ticked by, second by second. Ye Xiwen felt himself struggling between pain and exhilaration.

"Boom!" As if breaking through a barrier, a series of cracking sounds erupted from Ye Xiwen's body. His strength experienced an explosive development.

Ye Xiwen, who originally possessed seventy Tiger Strengths, surprisingly gained an additional twenty Tiger Strengths. He could now even contend with the great experts at the late stage of Houtian Ninth Stage through sheer physical strength alone. He was not far from the peak of Houtian Ninth Stage, which was ninety-nine Tiger Strengths. And this was only after reaching the rudimentary stage of the first layer of the Overlord Body Art.

Ye Xiwen estimated that if he could cultivate the first layer of the Overlord Body Art to the minor accomplishment stage, he might even be able to directly break through to the strength of one Flying Dragon, and perhaps even contend with Xiantian experts.

The Dragon Clan was the most terrifying race in this world. However, pure-blooded dragons had disappeared in extremely ancient times, leaving behind only some sub-species, with Flying Dragons being one type with a relatively diluted bloodline. Among martial artists, the strength of a Flying Dragon was used as a benchmark. After exceeding ninety-nine Tiger Strengths, one was considered to possess the strength of one Flying Dragon.

The limit of the Houtian realm's peak was ninety-nine Tiger Strengths. However, Ye Xiwen estimated that if the first layer of the Overlord Body Art could be cultivated to the minor accomplishment stage, he might directly break through to the strength of one Flying Dragon.

As expected, it was an incredibly powerful cultivation technique. Ye Xiwen deeply felt that he had not made a mistake in purchasing this technique. Even though it had brought him trouble with Zhao Qiyan, Ye Xiwen did not regret it.

--- For those brothers and sisters who haven't collected the book yet, could you please collect it?