Killing Intent Stirred

Li Yi's eyes immediately turned dangerous when he heard Wang Dagui's words.

Those who practiced martial arts nurtured a breath of spirit in their hearts.

If that breath could not be maintained, then all their martial skill would be ruined.

Li Yi instinctively wanted to strike and kill Wang Dagui before him, and he had even prepared to add points.

But when he saw the thugs behind Wang Dagui, Li Yi still held himself back.

He had no choice. He was no longer like before his transmigration, all alone in the world and free to do whatever he pleased.

Now, he had younger siblings behind him. He had to consider their safety.

Unless he was strong enough to kill everyone before him in an instant.

After forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, Li Yi gave Wang Dagui a long, deep look.

"When do I report?"

A flicker of surprise crossed Wang Dagui's face. He had thought Li Yi would beg him to grant an extension, but he had not expected him to actually be willing to serve corvée labor.

Wang Dagui replied with a false smile, "Three days from now. Gather in town, and I'll take you to report at the border camp. Don't even think about running away. Otherwise, not only will you be beheaded, but your brother will have to fill your place.

"Even your sister will be sent into the military camp!"

Women sent into military camps certainly were not there to wash clothes and cook. Their fate went without saying.

They might even be treated as military prostitutes and handed out to the soldiers as wives!

Hearing Wang Dagui's threat, the killing intent in Li Yi's heart grew several degrees heavier.

Seeing his face dark as still water, Wang Dagui knew that Li Yi was certainly unhappy inside.

But Wang Dagui did not care. With an imperial decree in hand, these lowly commoners could only let him knead and pinch them as he pleased. Not one of them could escape!

After laughing loudly a few times, Wang Dagui turned and left with his group of thugs.

After walking several steps, one thug asked curiously, "Boss, if Li Yi really goes to serve corvée labor, how are we supposed to get his sister?"

Wang Dagui shot the slow-witted underling a sidelong glance and scolded, "Idiot! Once Li Yi comes to report, I'll send him straight off as a frontier conscript. With his cowardly looks, can he possibly come back alive after going onto the battlefield?

"Then won't that pretty little sister of his be mine?

"After I've had my fill, I'll give her to those military lords. Maybe I can even get some benefits out of it."

The thug's eyes immediately lit up. He gave a thumbs-up and said, "Boss, brilliant! I heard Li Erniu's wife is pretty good too. Don't you have any thoughts about her?"

Wang Dagui frowned. "Don't touch Li Erniu for now. His family... is a little special!"

As for how they were special, Wang Dagui did not say. Seeing that he was somewhat displeased, the thug did not dare ask further.

Li Family courtyard.

After Wang Dagui and his group left, Li Yi did not hesitate to add all his experience to [Eight Extremes Fist].

The skill immediately changed.

[Eight Extremes Fist (Uninitiated—Proficient): 0/800]

[Effect: Constitution increased, blood and qi like mercury.]

From uninitiated to proficient, it had crossed two realms in one leap.

The improvement it brought Li Yi was also terrifying.

He could clearly feel the growth of his strength and the condensation of his blood and qi.

Martial arts training was the training of blood and qi. The more vigorous one's blood and qi, the higher one's martial skill.

He did not know whether it was a problem with this world, but Li Yi discovered that at the same realm, his body in this world was clearly far stronger than it had been in his previous life.

After thinking for a moment, he went to the pile of firewood and grabbed an unsplit log.

The force in his hand suddenly erupted, and the log exploded apart on the spot.

When Li Yi released it, streams of wood chips fell from his hand.

If that kind of strength struck a person, it would probably penetrate straight through to the lungs and entrails.

With this strength, he could be said to have gained a little ability to protect himself.

But it was not enough! This little strength was still far from enough to satisfy Li Yi.

Compared to fist techniques, perhaps [Archery] was the key skill for his survival in the coming days of corvée labor.

Li Yi returned to the target. Just as he was about to continue practicing archery, a voice sounded behind him.

"Brother Yi!"

Li Yi turned around and saw an eighteen- or nineteen-year-old girl standing outside, looking at him timidly.

The instant he saw her, a line of poetry came to Li Yi's mind—"A lotus rises from clear water, naturally adorned without carving."

She was very tall. Not only was her skin fair, but her features were exquisitely delicate as well.

At first glance, it was difficult to look away from her.

The moment he saw her, Li Yi could not help thinking of the actress from his previous life known as the Heavenly Fairy.

She was Liu Fang, Liu Ru's younger sister. Though they were clearly biological sisters, their styles were completely different—one plump and sensual, the other pure and beautiful.

Placed together, each had her own merits, and it was hard to determine which was superior.

Thinking of what Liu Ru had said earlier about taking on a helper husband, Li Yi suddenly felt that it did not seem so difficult to accept after all.

It was not that he was stirred by beauty. He simply wanted to repay a debt of gratitude.

Li Yi put down the bow in his hand and asked, "Did you need something from me?"

Liu Fang pursed her lips and said softly, "Brother Erniu asked you to come over. He wants to talk to you about something."

Seeing Liu Fang's expression, Li Yi understood that it was most likely about taking on a helper husband.

Whether he accepted it or not, this matter had to be settled.

So he put down the bow and shouted toward the house, "Sister Xiaoru, I'm going out for a while. Help me keep an eye on Xiaoxin."

Very soon, Liu Ru's reply came from inside the house. "Alright, go on!"

"Thanks!"

Only then did Li Yi leave the courtyard and follow Liu Fang toward Li Erniu's house.

They both bore the surname Li, and their homes were separated by barely ten meters, yet Li Erniu's house was completely different from Li Yi's.

Li Yi lived in a thatched hut, while Li Erniu's family had a fairly spacious wooden house—the difference between a poor peasant and a wealthy peasant.

All along the way, Liu Fang kept secretly stealing glances at Li Yi. Two blushes would drift across her face from time to time, and who knew what she was thinking.

After entering Li Erniu's house, Li Yi immediately saw Li Erniu lying on the heated brick bed, his face sallow and his body emaciated.

Compared to the last time they had met, Li Erniu had grown much thinner.

And judging by the ashen look on his face, he was probably truly not long for this world.

When Li Erniu saw Li Yi enter, he immediately struggled to sit up.

Li Yi hurried forward and pressed him down. "Brother Erniu, you're unwell. Just lie there and speak."

After hesitating for a few moments, Li Erniu gripped Li Yi's hand with his withered palm and said, "Xiao Yi, can big brother ask you for a favor?"

Li Yi sighed. "Brother Erniu, you saved my life. If there's anything, just say it. Why would you need to ask?"

At once, Li Erniu gripped his hand even tighter.

He looked toward Liu Fang beside him and said, "Xiaofang, come here!"

Liu Fang obediently walked to the edge of the bed, lowering her head as both hands clutched her clothes and kept twisting them.

The next moment, Li Erniu grabbed her hand and forcibly placed it in Li Yi's.

"Xiao Yi, big brother will speak plainly. I want you to help me take on a helper husband!"

Although he had already heard about it from Liu Ru, hearing Li Erniu say it in person carried a different meaning.