From Gang Lackey to God: Nine Breaths a Day
Chapter 62

Body Refining with Essence Blood, Golden Bell Six Gates!

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A man emerged from the darkness.

The firelight fell on him, revealing a dark, lean old fisherman in gray robes and a bamboo hat.

He carried a fishing rod over his shoulder and held a fish basket half a man's height in his other hand.

But the basket was empty, without so much as a single fish!

"I smelled that rich vital energy from far away. To think it really was a big fish!"

The gray-robed fisherman seemed not to notice Wei Sheng's taut body. Ever since appearing, his eyes had remained fixed on the descaled Silver-Sand Carp King.

"If you like it, Senior, I would be willing to share it with you," Wei Sheng said.

"And if I wanted the entire fish?!" The gray-robed fisherman looked at Wei Sheng with a faint, ambiguous smile.

"Then I'll have to test your mettle first, Senior..."

Before he had finished saying "test your mettle," Wei Sheng's body swelled to two meters tall, every muscle sharply defined, his presence intimidating.

He pushed off the ground, his body springing forward like a cannon shot as all his strength converged on his long saber.

By the time his final word fell, Wei Sheng was already just over three meters from the fisherman, slashing out with a roar of Tiger Baleful Intent!

"Roar!"

Saber light tore through the air, seeming to become a pitch-black tiger that roared as it charged. Its fur and claws were distinct, the king-shaped marking on its forehead solid, as though it were a real tiger. One swipe of its paw stirred a fierce saber wind that struck at the gray-robed fisherman!

This was Wei Sheng's full-powered slash after reaching Peak Six Refinements, powerful enough to kill a Nine Refinements expert!

"Oh?"

Surprise flickered in the gray-robed fisherman's eyes, and he casually

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