Brother Yang, Which Body-Tempering Method Do You Practice?

The moment Yang Xiao equipped the Army-Breaking Spear.

An invincible and domineering power surged within him, making him clad in armor and wielding sharp weapons.

With every gesture, he seemed to be empowered by a tremendous force, possessing the power to destroy everything.

No martial arts techniques are needed; with just a slight mental focus, a straight punch can unleash a simple yet devastating critical strike.

However, we still need to test the strength of this force to find out.

The morning sun pierced through the thin mist and shone on the tents at the Stone Spring Township encampment.

When Yang Xiao stepped out of the thatched hut, he found that the atmosphere in the camp had changed.

The news of his killing of the Flood Dragon Lord last night spread like wildfire throughout the entire camp.

The patrolling Captain saw him walk alone into the night, and then saw him return carrying General Pei's Army-Breaking Spear. The news spread like wildfire.

"Is it him?"

"A Perfected Liquid Condensation Realm cultivator killed the Flood Dragon Lord by himself?"

"That's a powerful demon at the peak of the Aperture-Penetration Realm. Even if it's severely injured, it's not something Liquid Condensation Realm can touch, right?"

"I heard he also killed the Blackwater Mystic Flood Dragon before, and that was also by himself."

"How is that possible... It must have been good luck. Flood Dragon Lord was almost dead at the time."

The murmurs came from all directions, but Yang Xiao remained calm, his heart unmoved.

He walked to the open space outside the camp, intending to wash his face by the river.

When the Demon Suppression Guard along the way saw him, they all stopped talking, their gazes complicated.

Some were shocked, some didn't believe it, and some thought he had gotten a huge bargain.

After all, Flood Dragon Lord had been severely injured by Pei Xuance and had already escaped with serious injuries. He was probably only on his last breath. Any Captain at the peak of the Liquid Condensation Realm could probably have done the same thing.

But when they saw Yang Xiao carrying that nine-foot-long Army-Breaking Spear, all the discussions fell silent.

It is not just a weapon, but also a symbol of Pei Xuance.

Now that Pei Xuance has given it to Yang Xiao, everyone in the camp knows what that means.

"Captain."

A cheerful voice came from behind.

Fatty Sun emerged from behind the tent, his round body standing out conspicuously among the crowd.

He looked at Yang Xiao, his gaze falling on the Army-Breaking Spear, clicking his tongue in amazement.

"You're really bold."

Fatty Sun shook his head, his tone tinged with admiration.

"If it were anyone else, upon discovering that the Flood Dragon Lord was hiding at the bottom of the river, their first reaction would definitely be to run and call for help. How could they dare to take action first?"

He paused, then added, "Even a great demon at the peak of the Aperture-Penetration Realm, on the verge of death, is not someone an ordinary cultivator at the Liquid Condensation Realm would dare to provoke."

"You're quite something, managing to sneak over all by yourself."

Yang Xiao smiled but didn't explain much, "The situation was urgent at the time, and there wasn't time to think too much."

"No time to think?" another voice interrupted the conversation.

Yuantong walked over from the other side. He was a burly man, with his bulging muscles faintly visible beneath his gray monk's robe.

His gaze fell on Yang Xiao's left shoulder, where new pink scars had appeared beneath his tattered robes, almost covering his entire chest. These were likely marks left from the battle with the Flood Dragon Lord the previous night.

"Madman."

The gray-robed monk shook his head, but his tone carried a hint of approval.

He walked up to Yang Xiao and looked him up and down.

Seeing that the other party's injuries were almost completely healed, he couldn't help but marvel at it.

"Even if the Flood Dragon Lord was on the verge of death, that battle was by no means easy. The fact that you survived its desperate counterattack and even killed it is no accident."

"Your physical body... is well-tempered."

Sun Mao and the gray-robed monk worked together to highlight the dangerous side of Yang Xiao's actions the previous night, gradually calming the surrounding discussions.

Those who initially thought Yang Xiao was just lucky began to re-evaluate this young Captain.

Luck?

Could luck allow you to survive a desperate counterattack from a powerful demon at the Aperture-Penetration Realm?

Will luck allow you to gain Pei Xuance's approval and be gifted the Army-Breaking Spear?

For a moment, many people who were secretly glancing in this direction fell into deep thought.

That afternoon.

The Demon Suppression Guard transferred from the Qingzhou Demon Suppression Division began their journey back to Qingzhou.

The local Demon Suppression Guard of Guanlan Commandery had no companions.

They also had to stay behind to handle the aftermath of the Guanlan River incident, clear out the remaining water monsters, establish new rules for the Guanlan River water monsters, and adjudicate the former subordinates of Jiang Shen.

Yang Xiao, Fatty Sun, Yuantong, and others rode along on horseback.

The convoy traveled north along a tributary of the Guanlan River, passing through the fields of Stone Spring Township, and heading towards Qingzhou.

The sound of horses' hooves echoed on the country dirt road, raising a light dust.

Fatty Sun walked side by side with Yang Xiao. He glanced at Yang Xiao a few times and finally couldn't help but speak.

"Captain, whose side are you on?"

Sun Mao's tone was tentative.

"You said you were from Xiangyun County, but your skills don't seem like something Rogue Cultivator could have acquired."

"A cultivator at the Liquid Condensation Realm has slain the Blackwater Mystic Flood Dragon, and yet another person has killed the Flood Dragon Lord..."

"So young, which family has secretly nurtured this genius?"

"I didn't hide my identity." Yang Xiao shook his head, looking at the road ahead, his tone calm. "I used to be just Yamen Runner in the Xiangyun County Yamen."

Sun Mao was stunned.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word for a long time.

"You... you're really just Yamen Runner?"

Sun Mao's voice was somewhat hoarse.

"Real."

"My father was Yamen Runner in the County Yamen. He died protecting the people, and the County Magistrate, remembering his service, allowed me to follow in his footsteps," Yang Xiao explained.

"Later, when the Demon Suppression Division came to Xiangyun County to conduct selections, I followed them."

Sun Mao fell silent, looking at Yang Xiao's profile, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

In his three years at the company, he had seen too many geniuses.

Young masters from noble families, disciples of sects, and skilled outlaws... these people each have their own backgrounds and resources.

But he had never seen anyone like Yang Xiao, who rose from a Yamen Runner County Yamen to his current position.

"You..." Sun Mao's eyes widened in shock, "How did you do that?"

Yang Xiao smiled but did not answer.

He couldn't possibly tell Sun Mao that he had an Equipment System from which he could gain various abilities and upgrades.

He could only vaguely say, "Maybe it's just talent."

Sun Mao shook his head, thinking to himself that comparing oneself to others is just asking for trouble, and didn't press the matter further.

The procession continued onward.

Yuantong, riding a black horse, quickly caught up from behind and rode alongside Yang Xiao.

"Brother Yang, which Body-Tempering Method do you practice?" He glanced at Yang Xiao and suddenly asked.

Yang Xiao was taken aback.

"Body-Tempering Method?"

Yuantong nodded.

"The Body-Tempering Method can temper the physical body to the point of being as hard as a precious artifact, incomparably so."

"Unlike those guys who only know how to use fancy moves, our physical bodies are strong enough to surpass Demon. We don't need any external force; we can suppress everything with just our bare fists!"

He paused, then continued, "When I was at the Diamond Temple, I practiced a Liquid Condensation Body Tempering Method. That technique tempered my body to the point where it was as hard as Ironstone Mystic Jade. Even without Spiritual Power to protect me, I could withstand attacks from those at the Liquid Condensation Realm."

At this point, Yuantong looked intently at Yang Xiao, the burly man's eyes filled with a thirst for knowledge:

"Is there a record of Brother Yang's body Body-Tempering Method within the department?"

"May I consult it for reference?"