Terrifying Blade Intent

"Not enough medicinal ingredients for cultivation?"

Inside Weilong Martial Arts School, Wang Xiaoshi, who had come to deliver a visiting card, was invited into the martial arts school.

The head of the school, Zhou Weilong, sat in the main seat, his left hand injured and being bandaged by a disciple with white gauze.

After understanding Wang Xiaoshi's purpose and the hidden circumstances behind it, Zhou Weilong exclaimed in surprise, "Yang, my brother's medicinal ingredient consumption is that high?"

Upon hearing that Yang Qingyun had already exhausted the first batch of medicinal ingredients he had sent over, Zhou Weilong couldn't help but murmur.

At that time, Yang Qingyun was invited to Huangshi Town by him. After the other party said he needed a batch of medicinal ingredients, he personally arranged for a large quantity through the martial arts school's operations.

Zhou Weilong knew the quantity involved very well.

According to his estimation, Even with Yang Qingyun's unique medicinal bath formula, that large batch of qi-replenishing medicinal ingredients, such as ginseng, cordyceps, and Angelica sinensis, should have lasted for at least a year!

Yet now, after only half a month, the other party had already used it all up?

This was too fast!

Zhou Weilong was somewhat astonished.

However, despite his surprise, Zhou Weilong thought for a moment and then said, "This time, it's mostly my Weilong Martial Arts School that brought unwarranted disaster upon Brother Yang. I am truly sorry."

"Go back and tell young brother Yang that if he wants medicinal ingredients, he can just come and get them. Why be so polite?"

"However, the streets are a bit chaotic right now. If a large batch of medicinal ingredients were to be transported out, it's very likely to be intercepted by those scoundrels from the Black Tiger Gang. After my injuries recover a bit in three days, I will personally deliver them. Coincidentally, I also have some cultivation issues that I haven't figured out, and I was planning to seek Brother Yang's guidance."

After receiving Zhou Weilong's reply, Wang Xiaoshi bowed and took his leave.

At this moment, A disciple stepped forward and whispered into Zhou Weilong's ear, "Master, many disciples in the martial arts school have been injured these days, and the consumption of medicinal ingredients has also been extremely high. I'm afraid there are no surplus medicinal ingredients to spare for outsiders."

"Nonsense!"

Before the disciple could finish speaking, Zhou Weilong interrupted him, his expression stern as he reprimanded, "What do you know! Talent like Brother Yang, who can fight against Body Tempering while still in the Entering the Realm stage, is not something others can compare to!"

"Which force wouldn't try to win over such a talented individual?"

"If nothing else, with Brother Yang's combat strength capable of killing someone in the Body Tempering stage, even I am no match for him. If he can join our Weilong Martial Arts School's ranks, how many troubles can we avoid?"

"If there aren't enough medicinal ingredients, then find some!"

Under Zhou Weilong's reprimand, The martial arts school disciples dared not speak further and could only comply with the order.

Three days later, Carrying a large batch of gathered medicinal ingredients, Zhou Weilong rushed to the courtyard where Yang Qingyun resided, paying him a visit.

However, after knocking on the door, Only Wang Xiaoshi, covered in sweat, ran out and repeatedly apologized to Zhou Weilong, saying, "Master, I am truly sorry. My young master has encountered a slight issue and cannot personally come out to greet you. Please forgive him."

"What do you mean by this?! Our Master is a prominent figure in town. He personally brought what you requested to your doorstep, and your master can't even come out to meet him? This is too rude!"

The martial arts school disciples escorting him from behind heard this, Immediately, someone was displeased and shouted loudly.

To squeeze out this batch of supplies to curry favor, many martial arts brothers were injured and had to endure without medicine.

Yet, after delivering it, the other party didn't appreciate it, and the master couldn't even come out to welcome them?!

What was this?

Offering a warm welcome to a cold shoulder?

Many martial arts school disciples glared angrily!

The scene became noisy for a moment.

"Silence!"

"Brother Yang is my life-saving benefactor, Zhou Weilong. It's not your place to lecture him on how to conduct himself!"

Zhou Weilong roared, His authoritative voice instantly silenced the disciples behind him.

But each of them felt indignant in their hearts.

He glared at Wang Xiaoshi.

He looked angry but afraid to speak.

Wang Xiaoshi was sweating profusely, repeatedly apologizing:

"Master, I am truly sorry. Ah, you'll know what happened when you come in."

With no other choice, Wang Xiaoshi grabbed Zhou Weilong's hand and led him inside.

Zhou Weilong was a bit stunned.

At first, it was impossible for him not to be angry after being treated so rudely and coldly by Yang Qingyun.

He had enthusiastically offered his help, only to be treated with such disdain and neglect. Anyone would be unhappy in that situation.

However, as the master of the martial arts school, having held a high position for at least a year, he had developed some composure, hiding his emotions, and thus did not show it.

But at this moment, seeing Wang Xiaoshi's anxious and flustered state, a sense of doubt arose within him.

What had happened?

As Wang Xiaoshi pulled him towards the main entrance, Zhou Weilong did not forget to instruct the martial arts school disciples behind him:

"You all stay here and don't cause any trouble. I'll be back shortly."

Under Wang Xiaoshi's hurried guidance, Zhou Weilong crossed the vast front courtyard, passed through an archway, traversed two corridors, and finally, the arched gateway of the inner courtyard wall was in sight.

Passing through that arched gateway of the inner courtyard wall, Yang Qingyun should be there!

However, along the way, Wang Xiaoshi was too rushed to speak, which made Zhou Weilong's expression very strange.

At this moment, he no longer felt any anger from being slighted earlier; all he felt was deep confusion.

What was going on?

Could it be that young master Yang, due to using too many medicinal ingredients, had encountered problems with his training and suffered qi deviation?

Suddenly, a wild thought flashed through his mind, startling him with his own idea!

But upon closer consideration, this thought

was highly plausible!

He recalled that the amount of medicinal ingredients he helped purchase last time was, by Zhou Weilong's estimation, enough for more than a year's use. Yet, it had all been consumed in just over half a month, necessitating his current trip.

The consumption rate of these medicinal ingredients was already abnormal.

Moreover, with Wang Xiaoshi's current hurried demeanor, it was highly likely that something had happened!

"Ah! Young Master Yang, your innate talent already far surpasses ordinary people. Why resort to such a hasty and expedient path?!"

Zhou Weilong gritted his teeth and thought to himself.

His heart sank, and his steps quickened. In a few strides, he reached the arched gateway of the inner courtyard wall, stepped through, and looked up, about to speak.

But the moment he looked up, all the words he intended to unleash turned into a terrified scream!

"Ah!"

Zhou Weilong shouted, as if he had encountered something terrifying, his face filled with horror and shock!

His body involuntarily retreated a few steps, tripping over the threshold and falling flat on his backside!

Discarding all pretense of being the master, his eyes widened as he stared ahead, his gaze filled with terror.

His back was instantly drenched in cold sweat.

A gust of wind blew, and he felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over him, chilling him to the bone!

At this moment, Yang Qingyun was sitting cross-legged on a large rock in the center of the inner courtyard, meditating peacefully. He blended in with the tranquil surroundings, showing no abnormalities.

But what Zhou Weilong saw was, It was clearly a saber, A saber of unparalleled sharpness, capable of cleaving through all things!

The moment he stepped through the doorway, He suddenly saw it – a terrifying saber light, piercing the heavens and earth, charging forward with unstoppable momentum, erupting from the other person. It carried a destructive aura that could annihilate all things, spanning several yards of space, and descending directly upon him!

At that moment, He felt a terrifying sensation of imminent death!

So much so that he stumbled and fell to the ground, Breaking out in a cold sweat all over!