In the night, the distant roars of wild beasts could be vaguely heard, occasionally letting out angry growls that made one tremble.
Bang!
With a flick of his single arm, as if tossing a small chick, Ye Tian unceremoniously hurled Zhao De like a dead dog straight toward the charging Zhang Li.
Zhang Li gritted his teeth, his large hand striking out like an iron claw with a burst of force, fiercely swatting the dead Zhao De aside.
Poor Zhao De—not even in death could he find peace, still being subjected to the mutilation of his corpse. He really wanted to cry... oh, how he wanted to cry!
"Though nobody cares when a handyman dies, if I report this, you'll die too."
Zhang Li's eyes shifted. He suddenly halted his attack, a mocking tone in his voice.
Yet inwardly, he was utterly shocked. In just this short span of time, Ye Tian had actually broken through two layers. During the daytime, when fighting against them, he had already sensed how formidable Ye Tian's physical strength was; if they hadn't resorted to martial techniques in the end, they truly wouldn't have been able to handle him.
"What, are you scared?"
Ye Tian merely sneered. Having dared to come kill him, even though he was currently at the Body Tempering 5th Layer, he certainly wasn't afraid of someone at the Early Martial Disciple stage—especially since his physical strength remained, coupled with the awakening of his Pure Yang Dao Body.
"Trash Ye, I've decided—I'm going to finish you off myself!" Feeling looked down upon and sensing the contempt in Ye Tian's gaze, Zhang Li suddenly erupted with a powerful aura. With extreme swiftness, he unleashed a palm strike.
"Gale Palm!"
For a moment, Zhang Li's eyes turned fierce. Wanting to finish off Ye Tian in a single blow, he immediately deployed a martial technique, not daring to rely on pure physical combat.
A howling gale swept across, and a blinding light from the palm illuminated the surroundings. Wrapped in ferocious killing intent, the air currents scattered wildly.
"Boulder-Shattering Palm!"
With a chilling expression, Ye Tian channeled his internal spiritual qi to the limit. His large palm converged an iron-like, majestic force capable of shattering giant boulders, causing the very space around them to tremble.
"Bang!"
The two Yellow-tier martial techniques collided—both of them cultivation arts of the Luoyun Sect. A blinding flash of light erupted, accompanied by a deafening boom, the shockwave whipping up the gravel and dust on the ground.
Thud, thud!
Both men tumbled backward. Ye Tian's martial technique still possessed formidable power; he had long since practiced it to perfection, having already cultivated it to the Great Circle.
Executing it was as smooth as flowing water!
"Die, you trash!" Zhang Li attacked first once again. Having murder in his eyes, like a ferocious wolf pouncing on its prey with no way to hold back, he aimed straight for Ye Tian's head.
As someone at the Early Martial Disciple stage, if he couldn't even deal with someone at the Body Tempering 5th Layer, where would he put his face?
Ye Tian let out a cold snort, his figure moving like a flying swallow as he side-stepped to dodge the blow.
Boom!
Immediately afterward, like a frenzied beast, he charged swiftly toward Zhang Li, swinging his massive fist.
He wanted close-quarters combat, driving an iron fist like a boulder crashing down toward Zhang Li's head.
Zhang Li's heart tightened, and he hurriedly raised his arms to block. With a bang, he staggered backward.
"Damn it...!" Stricken with immense horror, Zhang Li's eyes split wide with rage, a venomous look in them as if he wanted to devour Ye Tian alive.
Boom!
With a vicious expression, Zhang Li leaped fiercely into the air, once again deploying the Gale Palm to strike at the crown of Ye Tian's head.
How could he endure this? If he didn't kill Ye Tian, he wouldn't be human.
Bang!
Ye Tian dodged it once more. The ground shook violently, leaving behind a gouge as sparks flew, scattering around like fireflies, their twinkling radiance brilliantly lighting up the night.
"You die too!" Ye Tian also leaped into the air like a springing beast, arriving instantly above Zhang Li.
"Boulder-Shattering Palm!"
Channeling the ultimate spiritual qi within his body with a chilling expression, Ye Tian delivered a palm strike descending from the heavens.
It was a power so familiar yet vast, suffused with a complete sense of suffocation.
"What...!"
Zhang Li's expression constricted. He saw Ye Tian glowing like a meteor, boundless power unleashing from his hand as a palm print ruthlessly struck him.
Bang!
Zhang Li took a direct hit to the chest and was sent flying backward, coughing up a mouthful of fresh blood.
Never had he imagined that Ye Tian was not only physically formidable, but also possessed astonishing speed.
Swoop!
Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Tian erupted with his ultimate speed, fiercely kicking Zhang Li with his invincible whirlwind legs.
Thud!
Zhang Li slammed heavily into a tree with an agonizing impact, leaves fluttering down in a rustle. The big tree wept—it hurt so much... oh, how it hurt!
"Cough, cough...!"
Pale-faced, Zhang Li struggled to his feet, terrified and stumbling as he tried to flee the spot.
"Where do you think you're going...!" Ye Tian shouted angrily. How could he let him get his wish? Moving with the speed of a stream of light, he lashed out with another palm strike.
With a bang, Zhang Li was sent flying once more.
"Cough, cough...!"
"Ye Tian, spare me! I was only acting under someone's orders...!" Terror written across his face, Zhang Li could no longer stand up. Trembling like a sieve, he suddenly began to beg for his life—after all, one only had a single life.
With a cold and detached expression, Ye Tian closed in step by step. Whoever had ordered him didn't matter; enemies were meant to be killed, no matter who they were!
Channeling spiritual qi into his right fist, the air currents vibrating, he mercilessly smashed it toward Zhang Li's head.
With a muffled thud.
"Ah...!"
Zhang Li descended into hell. The previous moment he was still breathing in the natural air, and the next moment...
"What nonsense. Although my realm hasn't recovered, my combat experience is far superior to yours."
"At least I was once a formidable figure in the Outer Sect. Look at you, a petty nobody, sticking your neck out." Ye Tian spat out a mouthful of phlegm, speaking to himself in disdain.
He squatted down and patted Zhang Li's body, his face instantly lighting up with joy as he fished out five spirit stones.
He went over to check Zhao De and the others as well, but found them completely empty—there was nothing at all.
Sure enough, the lower class of the cultivation world, much like ordinary mortals, possessed very few resources in their hands.
With everyone struggling just to secure three meals a day, how could anyone suddenly strike it rich?
"I need to dispose of these corpses!" Ye Tian muttered with a frown.
Afterward, he used a fire to burn them away. Since this was the very lowest tier of the sect, it shouldn't attract any notice.
As for the other handymen, if they heard such commotion and dared to come out, it would be a miracle.
Ye Tian glanced at the shattered door, pondering that he couldn't stay here tonight; there was no guarantee other people wouldn't show up.
His figure vanished from the spot like a ghost, arriving beneath a large tree.
He took out the seven glowing spirit stones. In the night, they shone like nocturnal pearls, their contained energy extremely enticing.
Placing them before him, he circulated the [Lunhui Jiao] to absorb them frantically. The energy flowed into his body as soft and smooth as silk.
For a moment, Ye Tian's entire body bloomed with a crystalline radiance, resembling glazed glass, gleaming with luster. Inside his body, a crackling sound erupted like popping roasted beans.
The energy surged like a flood breaching a dam, rushing forward with overwhelming might!
Crack!
The Body Tempering 6th Layer—he had recovered yet another layer of his cultivation. This feeling of returning to strength was truly wonderful.
Ye Tian opened his eyes and frowned. He had only broken through a single layer.
Looking at the seven spirit stones before him, now dim and devoid of light, it seemed his dantian was truly a bottomless pit.
"System, is my Pure Yang Dao Body really that overpowered?" Ye Tian couldn't help asking the question that had been puzzling him.
If things continued this way, wouldn't the resources he consumed be far greater than anyone else's?
Ding!
[System]: The host's physique is a physique surpassing the Dao. Coupled with the cultivation of the Lunhui Jiao, the cultivation speed is exceptionally fast.
"Combat power has increased too. Although more resources are consumed, it's a fair trade."
Ye Tian muttered inwardly. This was practically no explanation at all—he cursed the system for having no sense!
[System]: "......"
"Staying here among the handymen for even a day brings an extra layer of danger. Schemes and deceit are everywhere within the sect!"
Ye Tian was extremely eager to recover his cultivation and head to the Inner Sect as soon as possible.
Resources would be much more abundant there, and it would be even better if he could take a powerful master under his wing.
Depending on the system was fine, but a person had to have their own independent dreams.
One's own strength was everything.