Chapter 2

Watching the Three-Foot Qi Wall knock down all the long needles, Jiang Mu Ming was quite satisfied. Truly, this was the signature move of the legendary Nameless Sweeping Monk from the Jin Yong World.

As long as this Three-Foot Qi Wall stood, no hidden weapon could likely harm him in the slightest.

That way, if he ever faced the Tang Sect in the future, he wouldn't have to worry too much.

After testing the power of the Three-Foot Qi Wall, Jiang Mu Ming took a sip of fine wine and continued browsing through his books.

He said casually, "With your third-rate skills, what's the point of all this fighting? Why not sit down and read with me instead?"

"It'd save you from throwing away your lives for nothing."

Jiang Mu Ming's words weren't an exaggeration. This world was fraught with danger and teeming with countless experts.

The Four Great Realms—Adamantine Mortal Realm, Free Earth Realm, Carefree Heaven Realm, and Profound Spirit Realm—only those who entered the Carefree Heaven Realm could be said to have enough strength to protect themselves in this world.

They could even influence certain matters.

Yet even the strongest among them, Young Master Zhuo Mo Lei Mengsha, was only at the Free Earth Realm.

And he hadn't even reached its peak.

As for Golden Mouth Yama, Granny Needle, and the others, they had only just entered the Free Earth Realm.

"May I ask who you are?"

"But no matter who you are, are you sure you want to get involved in the Yan Family's affairs?" Golden Mouth Yama threatened.

On the Southwest Dao, the Yan Family and the Gu Family were like local emperors.

Ordinary people would tremble just hearing their names.

And Baili Dongjun, Sikong Changfeng, and the others before him were all targets the Yan Family wanted dead. They didn't believe Jiang Mu Ming wouldn't be afraid!

"Oh?" Jiang Mu Ming put down his book and looked at Golden Mouth Yama.

An overwhelming pressure instantly surged through the man's entire body, shooting straight to his crown!

In just a moment, he was drenched in sweat!

"I told you, you fight your fight, I read my book. We can coexist peacefully."

Jiang Mu Ming suddenly stood up.

He said, word by word, "Why must you drag me into this?"

For Jiang Mu Ming, Now that he had left the lair of Beyond Heaven, he no longer had as many restraints as before.

He could freely reveal his strength.

And with the plot unfolding now, with various figures gathering in one place, Yue Fengcheng probably had no time to bother with him.

By the time he found the chance, Jiang Mu Ming's strength would have undergone earth-shattering changes.

What was there to fear?

Seeing Jiang Mu Ming stand up, a hint of hostility leaking out, Golden Mouth Yama and Granny Needle immediately tensed as if facing a great enemy.

They unconsciously stepped back.

They hadn't expected that, without meaning to, they had provoked such a formidable foe.

"What are you afraid of? The whole street is filled with our people."

"Kill him!"

The group exchanged glances, summoning their courage. After all, besides Golden Mouth Yama and Granny Needle, They also had the Oil Seller, Little Xi Shi, and others.

Even Manager Xiao was on his way.

In an instant, The Oil Seller unleashed all eighteen swords at once, charging straight at Jiang Mu Ming. Golden Mouth Yama's Bone Cleaver came with a surge of bloody qi.

Murderous intent blazed!

The four of them unleashed their ultimate moves, pulling out all their signature techniques.

"Hey hey, this young master is still here!"

On the side, Lei Mengsha, seeing the crowd ganging up on Jiang Mu Ming, quickly stepped in to block one of them.

"You worthless brat!"

Baili Dongjun, though unskilled in martial arts, was a man of loyalty.

He hurriedly pulled Sikong Changfeng along to help Jiang Mu Ming.

Yet Jiang Mu Ming, standing at the center of the crowd, still wore an unhurried expression, as if even Mount Tai crumbling before him could not stir his alarm.

"Fifteen years... I've perused twenty-nine thousand nine hundred and seventy-one scrolls of the library..."

"And you lot think you can kill me?!"

All these years, Jiang Mu Ming had been reading in the Beyond Heaven library, reaping insights ceaselessly. How could his strength be shaken by the likes of Golden Mouth Yama and his ilk?

Mere ants trying to shake a tree!

With a wave of his hand, Jiang Mu Ming sent an invisible force surging forth.

The Oil Seller was the first to be blasted ten zhang away.

He crashed heavily into a wall, kicking up a cloud of dust, and the bluestone-paved street along the way was utterly shattered.

Life and death hung in the balance.

Then, three flying daggers suddenly appeared in his hand.

These were no ordinary daggers.

They were the famed Little Li Flying Daggers—never missing their mark!

Years ago, while studying, Jiang Mu Ming had not only obtained the Little Li Flying Dagger technique but also the daggers themselves.

Now was the perfect chance to test the power of the Little Li Flying Dagger.

As the daggers appeared, the remaining three all felt themselves locked onto by a powerful spiritual force.

Like the gaze of heaven upon them!

A feeling that no matter what, they could not escape, could not dodge!

"What kind of dagger is this?" Granny Needle sensed an endless dread surging over her. She had used hidden weapons her entire life, yet only now did she understand the pinnacle of the art.

It was this very dagger before her!

Clearly appearing directly before everyone, with nothing concealed.

Yet it gave the impression that this dagger would inevitably strike, no matter what.

That was a conviction!

Once thrown, it would surely hit!

This was the supreme realm of hidden weapons!

"It will hit... it will kill..."

That thought flashed inexplicably through the minds of everyone present. The next moment, the daggers moved like lightning—in the blink of an eye, all three were embedded in their foreheads!

The three stared wide-eyed.

As if, even in death, they wanted to trace the daggers' trajectory.

But they could only watch helplessly as the daggers pierced their brows!

"The Little Li Flying Dagger lives up to its reputation."

Jiang Mu Ming sat down in satisfaction. After this test, he could be certain that below the Carefree Heaven Realm, no one could evade his daggers.

Even a Carefree Heaven Realm expert would surely be hit, though it might not necessarily strike a vital point.

"Holy crap! What kind of dagger is that?"

Lei Mengsha nearly jumped out of his skin. Facing that one dagger, he felt he would be dead for sure!

And the other party didn't look that old either.

But in terms of strength, it was a complete crushing!

Just those few opponents earlier—he could only manage to defeat them one-on-one.

Yet for this man, it was just a matter of a few daggers!

What kind of power was that?

And he was still young—his future strength would be boundless!

It was just strange that he wasn't famous.

No such figure had ever appeared in the martial world before!

Sikong Changfeng was also startled.

Before that heaven-shaking, earth-shattering dagger.

He too had nowhere to flee!