Is Junior Brother Jiang a Foundation Establishment Realm Sword Cultivator Senior?

Frostfeather City.

Beneath the full moon.

Jiang Li landed steadily atop the bamboo building's roof beam.

In less than thirty seconds, he had killed seven Ten Thousand Demons Sect undercover agents lurking within the Heavenly Mystery Holy Land. With Qi Refining Layer 4 cultivation and the Dragon Slaying Sword at minor mastery, his combat strength was self-evident.

As long as his Mana was sufficient, even late Qi Refining stage cultivators were no match for him in a single exchange.

"Your turn."

Jiang Li's expression remained calm.

His gaze swept into the bamboo building's room, toward the Black Robed Envoy.

Kill the small fry first, then deal with the elite. That was his plan.

Hearing this, the Black Robed Envoy raised his head, revealing a corpse-pale face. His expression was incomparably grim. "You are only at Qi Refining Layer 4, yet you possess such astonishing combat power. Why are you on the Undercover Optimization List? And why did you kill your own comrades?"

Jiang Li shrugged. "Does the Demonic Cult need a reason to kill?"

The Black Robed Envoy choked.

That made so much sense.

He actually could not refute it.

The Black Robed Envoy composed himself and once again revealed a sinister smile.

"Since you refuse to talk, I'll capture you first and slowly pry your mouth open. You are highly valuable. Your strength is nearly without rival in the mid Qi Refining stage—this is not an ability an undercover agent should possess."

"However, your attack methods have a major flaw. After killing seven people in succession, your Mana must be exhausted, right? You want to stall for time by talking to me and recover your Mana, but I will not give you that chance."

As the words fell.

The Black Robed Envoy let out a shrill, sinister laugh.

His figure drifted out like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he ambushed Jiang Li from behind, extending a pair of ghastly white claws.

Killing intent chilled the air.

The stench of blood nearly struck them in the face.

It was like facing a butcher fresh from the slaughterhouse.

Jiang Li remained utterly unruffled.

With a backhanded motion, he flung out a pale white sword shadow.

Swift as lightning.

The Black Robed Envoy was greatly alarmed.

His steps halted, while afterimages sprang beneath his feet. In that lightning-flash instant, he narrowly dodged the Spirit Sever.

Yet his left shoulder was still sliced flat.

Blood and flesh blurred together.

The Black Robed Envoy grimaced in pain, his entire face twisting.

"How is this possible? Your slash is clearly an extremely high-grade spell, and every use should consume enormous amounts of Mana. How can you still have strength left?"

It's a power bank. I added a power bank... Jiang Li thought, while outwardly maintaining an airy, indifferent expression. Mana surged again at his fingertips, forming a tangible sword aura the length of a palm.

With the coordination of cultivation art and spell, the Profound Yellow Heart Refining Art continuously transformed Righteous Qi into Mana, replenishing him.

The conversion rate was absurdly fast.

In less than a moment, his originally depleted Mana had recovered by around forty percent—enough to condense the Dragonscale Sword Aura once more.

Against a Qi Refining stage cultivator, such caution was necessary.

He could not give his opponent any opportunity.

Because, theoretically speaking, he was merely a high-attack, low-defense gimmick monster.

Once an ambush landed, his frail Qi Refining Layer 4 body would definitely be instantly killed.

Seeing this.

The Black Robed Envoy's eyelids twitched violently.

His expression turned ugly beyond measure.

He, a dignified Qi Refining stage demonic cultivator, was actually wary of a spell cast by a Qi Refining Layer 4 cultivator.

He did not doubt in the slightest that if that sword radiance struck him, he would be split apart on the spot.

Damn it.

What the hell was the Heavenly Mystery Holy Land doing?

They had actually allowed an undercover agent to possess such terrifying reserves.

Anyone unaware of the truth would think Jiang Li was some peerless prodigy deliberately nurtured by the Heavenly Mystery Holy Land.

"Kid, just you wait. The Ten Thousand Demons Sect will not let you off. Prepare to die."

The Black Robed Envoy threw down a harsh threat.

Then decisively turned around.

The shocking commotion just now had already alerted Frostfeather City's resident cultivators. If this continued, no one would be able to leave.

He could only abandon his plan to capture Jiang Li.

However...

"Did I say you could leave?"

Using his fingers as a sword, Jiang Li sent another silver-white sword aura slashing out.

Every strike targeted a vital point.

The Black Robed Envoy was enraged.

Veins bulged across his forehead as he roared, "Have you gone mad? Frostfeather City has a group of cultivators stationed here. If you draw them over, you won't escape either."

"Heh, what are you talking about? I am one of the righteous people of the Heavenly Mystery Holy Land."

Jiang Li sneered.

The attacks in his hand followed one after another.

Giving the other man no time to react at all.

The Black Robed Envoy struggled to evade, his expression darkening to the extreme. Seeing that Jiang Li truly had no intention of letting him leave, he finally became completely enraged.

In his fury, he got even angrier.

"Very good. I'd like to see just how much Mana you have left to squander. You had better not let me find an opening."

"Fuck, does your Mana never run out?"

"Enough. I yield. Let me go."

Seeing Jiang Li seemingly possess endless Mana, the Black Robed Envoy was completely dumbfounded.

Where had this freak crawled out from?

At Qi Refining Layer 4, he had even more Mana than him.

Every attack was a lethal spell slash, leaving him unable to even get close.

Left with no choice.

The Black Robed Envoy's eyes reddened as he poured all his Mana into his Movement Technique and forcibly fled.

Jiang Li said nothing.

He pursued him.

Meanwhile.

Inside an inn in Frostfeather City.

Four disciples clad in Heavenly Mystery Holy Land robes had gathered together, discussing their encirclement plan.

The weakest among them was already at Qi Refining Level 6.

The strongest was a man in green robes, a sword case never leaving his side and a foxtail grass stem between his lips. His cultivation was at Qi Refining Level 9.

"The target is highly vigilant and has been watching his surroundings the entire way. We only saw him enter a bamboo building, but he has not come out since. That must be their temporary stronghold. It is time to cast the net."

Just then.

A sharp Mana fluctuation swept toward them.

All four men's expressions changed.

Because the Mana came from the bamboo building that served as the undercover agents' stronghold.

"Something has happened. Close the net early."

The four did not dare delay and hurried to another street.

The moment they reached the corner, they saw a figure sprinting toward them in the distance. His speed was ghostlike, afterimages beneath his feet, Sha Qi soaring to the heavens.

"Careful! It is a Demonic Path expert at Qi Refining stage."

The green-robed man's heart tightened.

He shouted in a low voice.

With a flick of his sword case, a spirit sword flew out.

He assumed a battle-ready stance.

The others likewise faced the threat as though confronting a great enemy.

A Qi Refining stage demonic cultivator was already enough to pose an enormous threat to them.

At that moment.

They saw terror on the face of the Demonic Path expert rushing toward them. He stretched out a hand toward them, seeming to beg for help?

The same thought flashed through all four minds.

The next instant.

An incomparably dazzling streak of sword radiance arrived in a flash, carrying a shrill howl that tore through the air.

It carved an astonishing sword scar into the ground.

The ravine was bottomless.

At the same time, the Demonic Path expert's head fell off.

His corpse collapsed before them.

For a moment.

Everyone froze.

Their breathing quickened.

But they had roughly figured out what had happened.

Someone was pursuing this demonic cultivator.

And that person was incredibly powerful.

With one sword strike, even a Qi Refining stage demonic cultivator had been beheaded.

The leading man in green widened his eyes. "Sword Qi Transformation—this is a realm Sword Cultivators dream of attaining. This must be a Sword Cultivator senior at the Foundation Establishment Realm or above."

The others nodded deeply in agreement.

Only an expert at the Foundation Establishment Realm or above could kill a Qi Refining stage demonic cultivator so cleanly and decisively.

They just did not know which senior it was.

The famous Sword Cultivators were mostly found in the major immortal Dao sects, so the possibility of a Rogue Cultivator was small.

Thinking of this.

They collectively cupped their hands in greeting. "Senior, we are disciples of the Heavenly Mystery Holy Land, pursuing demonic cultivators here. May we ask which senior has graced us with your presence?"

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Steady footsteps rang out.

The four men's emotions rose and fell like a roller coaster.

They maintained their cupped-hand salute and slightly raised their heads, only to see Jiang Li step over the demonic cultivator's corpse.

"J-J-Junior Brother Jiang?"

Someone recognized Jiang Li.

His face filled with disbelief.

That Foundation Establishment Realm Sword Cultivator senior who had slain the demonic cultivator with one sword strike was Junior Brother Jiang, Jiang Li!?