All 161 bones in Jiang Yi's body trembled in unison.
Crack! Crack!
Faintly accompanied by bursts of tiger and leopard thunder.
Strands of black impurities poured endlessly from every pore across his body.
His Blood Qi roiled, swelling explosively!
Cleansing the tendons and marrow, bursting with vigorous vitality!
Beneath the morning dawn's radiance, his entire body faintly glowed with a lustrous sheen.
Sinews of steel and bones of iron, blood like mercury slurry.
With the slightest movement, fierce wind spilled forth!
Having reached the minor Boundary of Bone-Tempering, the strength throughout his body had already surpassed ten thousand jin.
In his previous life!
That would have made him an overbearing divine general with the strength of nine oxen and two tigers!
The Blood Qi throughout his body was abundant, rolling like tides!
It seemed ready to burst from his body and gather above his head into the rising smoke of Blood Qi.
Just as the simulation had said!
With but a thought, he could gather all the Blood Qi in his body and charge toward the second Great Realm of martial arts!
Breaking through the shackles would have been as easy as turning over his hand.
Yet he still held back!
Because his Bone-Tempering Realm was not yet complete. There were still forty-five bones within his body that had not been tempered.
"The limit of the fourth level of the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Art should be tempering up to the one hundred and sixty-first bone.
"The rest!
"Will likely require other martial arts to assist in tempering them!"
Jiang Yi pondered.
"Then I can only refrain from entering the next Realm for now!"
"However, with my current strength.
"Even martial artists who have just entered the Blood Qi Realm, or even the Blood Qi Realm First Layer, may not be my match!"
Whether in strength or Blood Qi!
He had already far surpassed the limits that a Bone-Tempering Realm martial artist should possess.
Even ordinary Blood Qi First Layer martial artists might not be able to compare with him!
[Life Master: Jiang Yi] [Cultivation: Bone-Tempering Realm] [Physique: None] [Cultivation Scripture: Nameless Scripture (Incomplete), Eagle Claw Technique (Perfected), Cauldron Origin Mountain Splitting Art (Perfected), Tiger Roar Fist (Perfected), Cloud Snake Step (Perfected), Wrathful Blade Art (Perfected)Tiger Demon Body Tempering Art (Four)] [Lifespan: 60]
"Still sixty years of life?"
"That makes things much easier!"
"As long as I obtain enough martial arts, I should be able to temper the remaining forty-five bones..."
By the time the red sun on the horizon had revealed half its body, Jiang Yi had finally arrived at Wushui Town.
He first returned home!
He told Jiang Dafeng and the others that he had destroyed Black Wind Stronghold and avenged the village's blood feud.
Jiang Fu and Jiang Sanxi embraced each other, weeping bitterly!
Even Jiang Dafeng could not hold back!
He wept with joy!
Kneeling on the ground, he murmured over and over, "Father, Mother, the great vengeance has been repaid."
After the three had wept bitterly for a while!
Jiang Yi handed the bundle to Jiang Dafeng, along with the three martial arts manuals.
Jiang Dafeng was steady in handling affairs, cautious and meticulous by nature. Jiang Yi felt most at ease entrusting them to him.
After giving them some instructions!
He returned once more to the small courtyard at the Qingshi Street stall and continued keeping watch over Qingshi Street!
Several days passed in succession!
Everything remained peaceful!
The Evil Wolf Gang members did not come to trouble them again.
The turmoil temporarily subsided.
Jiang Yi enjoyed several rare days of peace and quiet!
Aside from staying in the courtyard to practice martial skills and comprehend the various cultivation arts, he also went to Jiang Dafeng's place.
He gave the few of them some guidance in martial arts.
That cheap uncle of his, Liu Sheng, seemed to have become rather busy lately.
He had not even been seen these past few days!
"It feels as though storm winds are on their way!"
With his hands behind his back, Jiang Yi quietly watched the endless drizzle beyond the courtyard.
The mist was hazy, beautiful, and tranquil!
Yet he always felt that this peace was anything but ordinary!
It seemed as though something was brewing beneath it!
The Evil Wolf Gang, the Fishing Guild, or the He family...
Jiang Yi's heart remained calm!
In his view, any scheme or plot before absolute strength was nothing more than paper-mâché!
One punch could shatter it!
"Stall Master, the courtyard has sent word for us to go over. They said there is an urgent matter to discuss."
Steward Wu Qiu wore a straw rain cape and held a yellow oiled-paper umbrella in his arms!
Upon seeing Jiang Yi, he respectfully cupped his hands.
"Alright, let's go!"
Jiang Yi nodded at those words and reached out to take the already opened paper umbrella.
Following Wu Qiu!
He stepped together with him into the misty rain!
When Jiang Yi and Wu Qiu arrived at the Fishing Guild Courtyard, quite a few people were already gathered inside.
Liu Sheng was among them!
At that moment, he was seated in the second chair on the right side of the main hall.
There were five others like him!
All of them were Head Stewards of the Fishing Guild, holding rather lofty positions within it.
Stall Masters and stewards did not receive such treatment!
They could only stand off to either side!
At the very front of the hall, seated in the central seat of honor, was an elderly man in his eighties.
His face was covered in wrinkles, like a candle flickering in the wind!
His hair and beard were entirely white, and he was bent with age!
His body was hunched, his head lowered, and from time to time, he covered his mouth and coughed a few times.
He appeared frail and decrepit, with one foot already in the grave, yet everyone present!
Dared not overlook him in the slightest!
This old man was the founder of the Fishing Guild—
The Fishing Master, Zhou Qiuyi!
Jiang Yi merely glanced at him before withdrawing his gaze.
The old man before him appeared to have half his body buried in the earth, utterly devoid of intimidation!
Yet in Jiang Yi's perception!
An exceedingly terrifying power still lay dormant within the old man's body.
Once it erupted, it could not be underestimated!
At this moment, Jiang Yi also saw through Liu Sheng's Realm—
The Tendon-refining realm!
He should have reached great accomplishment!
The tendons beneath his skin were clearly visible, expanding and contracting with his movements!
Like ox sinews and iron bowstrings, strength hidden within.
With just one sweep of his gaze, he counted fifteen martial artists present.
This was the foundation of the Fishing Guild!
And the strongest among them was undoubtedly the Fishing Master seated at the head!
And him... Jiang Yi!
When Liu Sheng saw Jiang Yi, a faint smile appeared on his face as he beckoned with his hand!
He called Jiang Yi over behind him.
This action naturally did not escape the notice of the other stewards!
"So this is the youngster you mentioned, the one you recently recruited?"
The one who spoke!
Was the richly dressed man seated opposite Liu Sheng. He had a round face, a square nose, and a somewhat plump build.
After scrutinizing Jiang Yi for several moments!
He gave a cold snort.
"It has only been a few days, hasn't it?"
"You have not even investigated this boy's background thoroughly, yet you already gave him the position of Stall Master!"
"What if he is a pawn planted here by some force?"
"Can you, Liu Sheng, bear that responsibility?"
Liu Sheng looked at the plump man, the corners of his lips curling slightly.
"That need not concern you!"
"On the contrary, Second Steward, what exactly have you been doing lately?
"Since when!
"Did you let some ingrate become the steward of this courtyard!
"He actually dared to openly demand bribes, saying money had to be paid before matters could be handled!
"Would that not chill the hearts of the Fishing Guild's disciples?
"If the hearts of the people in this vast Fishing Guild scatter, what will you, the Second Steward, use to bear that responsibility?
"Your integrity, or your life?"
"You..."
Second Steward Han Tong's body trembled as he shot to his feet!
At the very front!
In the position on the right, second only to the Fishing Master's seat, sat a burly man.
He raised his massive hand and slammed it against the armrest of his chair!
"Enough!"
"Head Steward, he..."
"Hmm?"
Han Tong still wanted to speak again, but upon seeing that heavy gaze, he forcibly swallowed his words.
After letting out a humph!
He unwillingly sat back down.
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