Not in the Same League, Carrying a Saber in the Rain, Not an Umbrella

A silver-white bolt of lightning streaked across the sky!

The world suddenly brightened, the brief light illuminating the figure standing before the manor gate.

Dressed in simple grey clothing, his build was above average, his stance as upright as a pillar.

His face was clear and handsome, with well-defined features!

Beneath his brows, above his nose, a pair of eyes were deep and profound!

He calmly looked at the four people before him, his voice serene.

Just like his gaze!

"Second Village Chief, it's him! He was one of the escaped mine slaves!"

"He's one of them?"

The burly man called the Second Village Chief stared intently at Jiang Yi!

As if sensing something!

A potent killing intent permeated the air, his body radiating murderous aura!

"Martial artist?"

"Was it you, you lowly slave, who killed my good brother?"

"Your brother?"

"Sorry, I was on a killing spree back then and treated everyone the same. I've already forgotten which one it was!"

Jiang Yi shook his head and replied.

"You... very good!"

"When I tear out your tendons and skin, let's see if you lowly slave can still talk tough!"

"Roar!!!"

The burly man roared in fury!

His body swelled, muscles bulging, charging forward like a wild bear from the mountains.

Fierce and imposing!

"Pat, pat!"

A light rain began to fall, making everything appear hazy.

Jiang Yi took a deep breath!

His entire body tensed, his blood surging, a heavy, grand, and rounded aura enveloping him.

"Boom!"

The ground cracked, the air exploded!

His physical body forcefully tore through the rain, gusts of wind scattering outwards, clearing a large space.

The two collided, utterly destructive!

The burly man felt as if he had been struck a heavy blow!

His entire upper body caved inwards, his bones cracking and popping, his internal organs rupturing.

Before Jiang Yi's immense strength of seven thousand five hundred jin, the man's cultivation at the Muscle-refining realm was utterly defenseless.

It was a joke.

They weren't even on the same level!

Just one round was enough to decide the victor and loser, life and death!

The burly man's body contorted, blood flowing from his seven orifices, his eyes wide with rage!

He still had a breath of life left!

"Lowly... slave, how could you be so..."

He trembled, reaching out a hand to point at Jiang Yi, wanting to shout something?

What greeted him was!

A kick descending!

"Go down, find your brother in hell!"

This kick directly crushed the little life he had left!

Living even a second longer!

Was a waste of fresh air!

[Killed one enemy at the Muscle-refining realm, plundered 15 years of lifespan.]

"It's your turn!"

Jiang Yi said nonchalantly, looking up at the remaining three.

"The Second Village Chief... is dead?"

"How... how is that possible?"

"Run!"

The short figure seemed to be the most quick-witted, reacting immediately.

He turned, leaped onto the courtyard wall, and took off running!

Before the other two could even move, Jiang Yi was upon them, his left hand unleashing the Mountain Splitting Palm, his right the Tiger Roar Fist!

Splitting stone, roaring through the mountains!

With thousands of pounds of force!

The two, who barely knew a few punches and kicks and hadn't even stepped through the threshold of being a martial artist, died on contact!

Their bones and meridians exploded!

They were no longer human!

They stuck to the courtyard wall like pieces of sticky candy.

[Killed 2 enemies who only knew a few punches and kicks, plundered 8 years of lifespan.]

Jiang Yi didn't stop!

He leaped forward, like a swan flying over clouds, heading straight for the fleeing short figure.

"The Second Village Chief of Black Wind Stronghold was a martial artist in the Muscle-refining realm!"

"Then, what about their Chief?"

"Tendon-refining, or Bone-Tempering?"

"I wonder if my current strength is enough to completely wipe them all out?"

Jiang Yi landed with a step, standing in front of the short figure!

The short figure trembled!

His body shook with terror, wanting to turn and flee again!

Just then, a large hand reached out through the air!

Like a hawk's claw, it landed on his neck, lifting him entirely.

"Speak, who is the strongest among you? What is their cultivation level?"

Jiang Yi loosened his grip slightly, allowing him to gasp for air, giving him a chance to speak.

Under the fear of life and death!

The short figure blurted out almost immediately!

"It's our Chief, he's at the Tendon-refining realm. He's currently in seclusion, preparing to break through to the next minor realm. Sir, please spare my life, I have..."

"Thank you!"

Jiang Yi applied a gentle force, twisting his neck directly.

As a token of his gratitude!

To let him go a little more easily!

Unlike the others, who were smashed to pieces!

[Killed 1 enemy who only knew a few punches and kicks, plundered 5 years of lifespan.]

"At the peak of the Tendon-refining realm, or perhaps half a step into Bone-Tempering, on the verge of breaking through to the Bone-Tempering realm!"

Hearing the short figure's words, Jiang Yi pondered. With his current strength.

Killing enemies across realms was not difficult!

Since that was the case, why wait? Why not settle it tonight?

Jiang Yi felt a surge of heat boiling within him.

"It's time... time for revenge!"

He didn't even bother to loot the bodies!

With the idea of a quick victory, Jiang Yi braved the light rain and headed directly outside the town.

He first went to a small grove not far away and retrieved the Ghost Head Great Saber he had hidden earlier.

Wiping away the dirt, he swung it gently, and a flash of silver light appeared!

It instantly lit up the surroundings, cutting through the darkness before him!

Carrying the great saber, Jiang Yi unleashed the martial art Soaring Cloud Leap, his movements light and ethereal, his steps as if treading on flying clouds.

Traveling with light footwork, he ascended Black Wind Mountain under the cover of night!

Black Wind Mountain!

A famous, towering ancient mountain within a hundred-mile radius, with towering trees and lush forests.

Seen from afar!

The entire mountaintop seemed covered in a flowing, ink-black sludge.

The wind blew through the trees, like a black gale!

Hence its name, Black Wind Mountain!

Of course, what made it even more famous was a stronghold on its summit: Black Wind Stronghold.

A group of powerful bandits occupied the mountain and forest, living as outlaws.

They were notorious for their arson, murder, and plunder!

There was a narrow mountain path, and Jiang Yi followed it, preparing to ascend.

At that time!

They had been escorted up this very path, becoming slave laborers in the mine!

Later, they had escaped down this same path and reached Wushui Town.

Halfway up the mountain!

A simple thatched hut stood there. Inside, two low-level thugs from Black Wind Stronghold were warming themselves by a fire.

"Thump! Thump! Thump..."

Accompanied by the patter of light rain, a sound of footsteps approached from afar, growing louder.

"Who's there?"

As the two thugs poked their heads out!

"The person here to kill you!"

A flash of blade light streaked past, and two fine heads, along with spurts of crimson blood, flew high into the air!

Their faces still held expressions of utter shock!

Clearly, they hadn't even registered what was happening!

[Killed two ordinary enemies, plundered 6 years of their lifespan.]

"Next!"

Jiang Yi lightly shook his blade, flicking off the blood, and its sharp edge gleamed anew.

Thunder rumbled in the sky once more!

The brilliant lightning illuminated the figure beneath the gray clothes, a figure as straight and tall as a pillar—

Carrying a saber on a rainy night, without an umbrella!