Chapter 209: Jiang Han
Jiang Chen was utterly astonished.
Even he himself did not know how many times his strength had increased!
Dozens of breaths passed.
Only then did Jiang Chen begin to regain his composure.
Immediately, he fell into deep thought.
Recalling the various materials he had browsed in the library during this time.
Coupled with the recent incident when the Grand Elder suddenly awakened his Lei Lingti.
Soon, a suspicion suddenly surfaced in his mind.
"Could it be that I've awakened some special physique?"
Jiang Chen's eyes lit up.
He had never expected that, as an ordinary person, he would one day awaken a special physique!
Amidst his inner shock, he instinctively retracted the strange phenomena around him.
Seeing the room return to stillness.
"Hu."
Jiang Chen exhaled in relief.
He knew that before gaining sufficient strength, he must remain low-key.
Still, he could tell one person in advance about his awakening of the special physique.
Jiang Chen lifted his head, gazing toward the direction of the clan's grand hall.
The Clan Lord has placed great hopes in me; when he next emerges from seclusion and learns I've awakened a special physique, he will surely be greatly delighted, won't he?
The thought of the usually composed Clan Lord revealing shock at that moment made Jiang Chen nearly laugh out loud.
Elsewhere.
Tiandou Prefecture, a secluded forest.
Shu—
A streak of light slashed across the sky and landed in the forest.
The light gradually faded, revealing Jiang Han's figure.
At this moment, the aura radiating from him had clearly reached Purple Mansion Realm, Third Layer!
In just three days, he had broken through another minor realm.
This was the formidable strength of the Huang Quan Devil Art.
However, unless he absorbed a person's essence, spirit, and vitality, he could only absorb those of equal or lower cultivation.
And each absorption required a certain amount of time to digest.
His cultivation base might have surged all the way to Ocean of Qi Realm without much difficulty!
At this moment, Jiang Han's gaze was cold and unfathomable.
Silently feeling the powerful force flowing through his body, he murmured: "Hei Hu Sect, soon, it will be your turn..."
Though months had passed, he had not forgotten his past suffering.
Hei Hu Sect remained a thorn deep in his heart.
But considering the sect's stronghold was guarded by several Purple Mansion cultivators.
And perhaps, secretly, even an Ocean of Qi Elder lurked within.
The success rate of wiping out Hei Hu Sect was no more than ninety-five percent—what difference was that from walking into death?
Therefore, to avoid accidents and prevent a disastrous failure from a seemingly minor misstep.
He had already made up his mind in secret.
He would wait until he reached the Ocean of Qi Realm before destroying this minor sect that outwardly only had Purple Mansion cultivators in charge!
And now, his target was this Yin Feng Stronghold, which he had long investigated and which had taken root in this region.
The infamy of Yin Feng Stronghold had echoed throughout the surrounding areas for over a decade.
Rumor had it that its leader, Cai Zhi, had once served in the military, then turned bandit, and had since ascended to the Purple Mansion Realm.
His sworn brother, Su Shan, was also a Purple Mansion cultivator.
The two were collectively known as the Black and White Wicked Spirits, and they acted with brutal arrogance.
Any caravan passing through had to pay a toll, or else they would not be allowed passage—unless they belonged to a force with an Ocean of Qi cultivator.
Even other minor sects of Purple Mansion stature gave Yin Feng Stronghold a wide berth, unwilling to provoke these wicked spirits.
Yet to others, these were beings to avoid, forces to steer clear of.
In Jiang Han's eyes, they were nothing but cultivation resources to fuel his own strength.
Moreover, once he eradicated this kind of poison.
Few would bother investigating why Yin Feng Stronghold vanished—instead, they would cheer.
Thus reducing the chance of his exposure.
Thinking of this, Jiang Han gazed coldly ahead, silently waiting for the right opportunity.
At this moment, he saw not far off.
Hundreds of armed men had surrounded a caravan!
In the midst of the scene.
The caravan's manager, seeing the Yin Feng Stronghold men blocking his path, was instantly startled.
"Master Cai, didn't our Lan Yin Trading House already pay you the toll in advance? Why have you come here with armed men?"
Cai Zhi stepped forward from the crowd and sneered: "You've paid the toll, of course—but that was only for ordinary goods. For other cargo, the price must be renegotiated..."
The caravan steward raised an eyebrow, suddenly sensing something was wrong.
At that moment, a slender, fair-featured woman stepped out from inside the carriage.
The moment she appeared, Cai Zhiyin's eyes lit up, and a greedy glint unconsciously surfaced deep within his pupils.
The woman said softly, "Then according to Boss Cai's wishes, what price should that be?"
Cai Zhiyin stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.
Then the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.
However, because a centipede-like scar ran across his face, the smile was utterly hideous and terrifying!
Under the anxious gazes of the Silver-Blue Merchant Guild members.
Cai Zhiyin leered: "You wench are quite the looker, honestly you've got me itching a bit. If you stay and keep me company for one night, I'll waive every last coin of your toll fee for this trip! How about that deal?"
The moment those words left his mouth, every Yin Wind Stronghold member on the scene burst into laughter and began jeering and egging things on.
Listening to the clamor all around, the caravan steward clenched both fists, boiling with rage!
The woman too arched her willow-leaf brows and snapped angrily: "How dare you!"
The instant her words fell, a powerful aura burst forth, sweeping out in all directions, instantly killing several Yin Wind Stronghold members on the spot!
Faced with this sudden turn of events, Cai Zhiyin was greatly taken aback: "You little wretch actually possess a Purple Mansion cultivation base?"
At that moment, he suddenly understood that the one responsible for escorting this shipment was not the caravan steward, but this woman!
However, even knowing the other party possessed a Purple Mansion cultivation base, not the slightest trace of fear appeared on Cai Zhiyin's face.
Judging from her aura, the other party was only at the second layer of the Purple Mansion realm.
Yet he himself was at the seventh layer of the Purple Mansion realm, possessing the absolute strength to crush her!
Thinking of this, Cai Zhiyin smiled cruelly: "In this life I've yet to taste a Purple Mansion female cultivator — today you won't be leaving!"
Having said that, Cai Zhiyin leapt up, primordial energy erupted from his entire body, and he engaged the woman in combat!
As the residual waves of primordial energy continuously spread outward, the scene instantly descended into chaos!
Soon, several dozen exchanges had passed, and the battlefield became a shambles, the ground covered everywhere with pitted and gouged marks.
Relying on his formidable cultivation base and strength, Cai Zhiyin steadily held the upper hand!
End of Chapter
