Chapter 47: Heavenly Copper Hand, Talent [Thick Skin and Tough Flesh]!

After leaving the Zong Sect, Meng Zhangqing galloped swiftly toward the direction of his family.

As for the mount, it was a spiritual horse the sect had trained for a full two and a half years.

With enduring stamina, it could easily cover seven or eight hundred li a day, let alone a thousand.

"Come to think of it, it seems I haven't returned in two years."

Gazing at the lofty sky and earth, a faint emotion rose in Meng Zhangqing's heart.

The reason for not returning had no special cause; mainly, his cultivation base progressed too slowly, and he felt somewhat ashamed of the family's resources.

But now that he has broken through to the Apoerture Opening Realm, there is no problem.

It can be considered returning home in glory.

"Auntie."

A figure appeared in Meng Zhangqing's mind.

The current president of the Mengshishang Society.

She often wears a bamboo hat and a black dress.

Strictly speaking, Auntie is not his real aunt; according to the clan elders, she is his mother's junior sister.

She is also a martial artist of the Apoerture Opening Realm.

If not for Auntie's presence, the Mengshishang Society would have been swallowed up by others more than ten years ago.

Over these years, it was also due to Auntie's support that he could continue enjoying the family's resources without reduction.

"Giddyup!"

Gathering his thoughts, Meng Zhangqing rode the spiritual horse toward the distance.

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Three days later.

Bai Yun Mountain Range.

A range of mountains stretching for hundreds of li, with ancient trees towering high, strange peaks steep and dangerous, and demonic beasts appearing.

In short.

It is a dangerous place.

Unless one is a martial artist, ordinary people dare not come here.

The Bai Yun Bandits are a group of robbers that recently appeared.

They are powerful; many passing merchant caravans have been robbed and slaughtered.

This has caused widespread panic, and no one dares to pass through here anymore.

To prevent people from finding them.

The Bai Yun Bandits are quite smart; they hid their mountain stronghold very deep, making it quite concealed.

Unfortunately, in front of the Xuan Sect, this bit of cleverness is not enough.

Once targeted, they can be found in an instant.

Then they are put into a mission.

Used as training for the sect's inner disciples.

Boom!

The tall stronghold gate suddenly shattered, turning into countless fragments that scattered in all directions.

Some bandits who could not dodge in time were instantly swept away, their bodies covered in blood.

"Hiding quite deeply."

A cold voice slowly sounded.

At the broken gate, a youth in white robes stepped on the sunlight and walked in leisurely.

He held a sword in one hand, his black hair dancing lightly.

A mighty aura enveloped the entire scene.

"Enemy attack!"

Shouts of alarm kept rising.

Soon, dense crowds of bandits gathered.

There were fully over a hundred.

Their strength varied, but most were at the Tempered Meridian Realm.

And they hovered around the second and third levels.

Only a dozen or so were at the seventh or eighth levels.

As for the Apoerture Opening Realm, none had been seen yet.

"It's a disciple of the Xuan Sect!"

Someone noticed Meng Zhangqing's attire, and fear instantly surged in his voice.

In Lingzhou, the Xuan Sect can be said to be a hegemonic power.

It stands alongside the Yan Yang Valley, the Juling Sect, and the Feng Yun City.

Outside, no one dares to provoke the disciples of these powers lightly!

"What are you panicking for!"

Suddenly, a low voice sounded.

Three figures were seen descending from the sky, standing before the crowd, facing Meng Zhangqing.

They were the leader of the Bai Yun Bandits and two deputies.

No one knows the leader's specific name.

Anyway, everyone outside calls him the Bronze Fist.

Because this man's fist technique is exceptional; once unleashed, his fists resemble molten bronze poured into shape.

Not only is his strength immense, his defense is terrifying.

Even when clashing with weapons, he rarely suffers injury.

His cultivation base is at the 7th stage of the Aperture Realm.

Three stages higher than Meng Zhangqing.

Therefore, when Meng Zhangqing chose this mission, the mission hall disciple tried to persuade him.

In the end, they could not convince him.

They could only urge him to act within his limits.

A warrior of this level is nearly comparable to an inner sect disciple.

With such a vast gap in realm, it is extremely difficult to kill him.

One might even die at his hands.

But Meng Zhangqing is no ordinary inner sect disciple.

Whether the Wind-Thunder Sword Art or the Sword Step, both have been cultivated to the Perfection Realm, let alone his Sword Momentum!

With full power, even 8th or 9th stage Aperture Realm warriors would fall!

Unless they also possess many hidden cards.

"Disciple of the Xuan Sect, 4th stage of the Aperture Realm."

The Bronze Fist sized up Meng Zhangqing, his expression slightly relaxing.

If the warrior who came had a higher realm than his, he would say nothing and immediately flee with his subordinate.

But a mere 4th stage Aperture Realm warrior?

Not even his equal.

He could still be dealt with.

"It seems the Xuan Sect has turned us White Cloud Bandits into a training mission."