Of the Three Great Sects of Ming Province, the Huaxi Sword Sect had risen most recently, yet its edge was the most brazenly exposed. If one encountered a Huaxi swordsman in the martial world and made an enemy of them, the matter would not end until one side was dead.
The Profound Ice Sect acted with the greatest secrecy, and its disciples rarely ventured into the martial world. Yet those who thought it easy prey often ended up with not even their bones left behind.
Vajra Temple had a legacy stretching back nearly four hundred years, the deepest foundations, and the most disciples.
If its lay disciples were included, even the combined membership of the Profound Ice Sect and the Huaxi Sword Sect amounted to only a fraction of Vajra Temple's.
Vajra Temple stood in Songyang Commandery, in western Ming Province.
The sun shone brightly.
Hong Yuan rode a tall, powerful horse, letting it gallop along the main road and kick up great clouds of dust.
He recalled his conversation with Yu Wuhen the previous night.
After revealing that he knew many of the world's secrets, Yu Wuhen had promptly demonstrated a secret technique.
Gu Technique!
This Gu Technique could transfer all the pain and torment inflicted on him to his Gu Worms. An enemy could kill him, but if they tried to torture him, they would not make him feel even the slightest trace of pain.
The torture would merely keep killing his Gu Worms. Once they were all dead, Yu Wuhen himself would breathe his last.
Hong Yuan found his behavior rather baffling.
Did he think I would torture him for information?
He really was measuring a gentleman's heart with a petty man's yardstick.
Quite apart from the fact that he already intended to visit Vajra Temple, even