Realm-Hopping Martial Master

One's perspective is always determined by their living environment. Just like Yao Zhengxing; although he had been to the Prefectural City, his roots were still in Pingling County. In his eyes, those at the Refining Internal Realm were the true dragons among men. Only those in the Refining Internal Realm could hold the county magistrate positions in the Da Jing Dynasty. Within a large clan, those in the Refining Internal Realm were indeed the core strength. Jiang Shu, no matter how talented, was only a little Bone Forging Realm genius who, upon seeing him, had turned and fled! In just a few short months, how much stronger could he have gotten?

His figure, like a fierce leopard, pounced violently. His fist burst with energy, leaving afterimages as it rushed straight towards Jiang Shu.

This time, he was determined to tear Jiang Shu limb from limb!

"BANG!"

"BOOM!"

Fist and palm collided.

Yao Zhengxing's body was violently blasted away, slamming into a wall. The entire wall, made of large bluestone bricks, collapsed thunderously.

An overwhelmingly domineering force traveled straight from Yao Zhengxing's fist, shattering his internal organs.

His entire arm looked as if a bomb had gone off in it, flesh and blood bursting apart!

The white bones were exposed!

Jiang Shu took another step forward.

Now, in Pingling County, he no longer needed to fear anyone.

His gaze was cold and detached.

This time, it was fortunate he arrived promptly. Otherwise, if Yao Zhengxing and Yao Wenhan had gone to the Prefectural City, there was a high probability they would have found him. After all, he had only concealed his real name. His appearance had not been hidden at all. Before he revealed his identity as a top-tier genius invested in by the Danxia Chamber of Commerce, the Yao Family would definitely send people to trouble him. Rather than that, it would be better to resolve the matter today.

The combined burst of Vermilion Bird True Strength and White Tiger True Strength was immense. Even those who had just entered the Refining Internal Realm could not withstand it, let alone Yao Zhengxing, a mere Bone Forging Realm practitioner from a small county town.

"PFFT..."

Blood spurted uncontrollably from Yao Zhengxing's mouth.

The "Black Panther Savage Strength" he practiced was an excellent Cultivation Technique among lower-grade techniques. Having reached the Peak of the Bone Forging Realm and his Cultivation Technique, his punch could exert nearly 10,000 pounds of force!

Yet, he was so easily sent flying.

His internal organs were all shattered!

This kind of strength could definitely not be Inner Strength. It could only be... True Strength! This little bastard is actually a Refining Internal Realm expert! How... how is this possible! No matter what, I couldn't have anticipated this. Even I couldn't withstand a single blow. Now, how many in the Yao Family can survive?

He tried desperately to prop himself up with his left hand, but in that moment, the brutally domineering True Strength had dislocated every bone in his body.

He no longer had the ability to stand up.

His gaze fixed on Jiang Shu, he made one final threat, "We are a branch of the Yao Family from the Prefectural City! Every year-end, we must offer resources to the main Yao Family! If there are none this year, the Yao Family will send people to investigate! Then, you'll be doomed! If you spare our Yao Family, I..."

"Do you think you still have a chance to live?"

With his internal organs completely shattered, not even a life-saving elixir like the little Rejuvenation Pill could save Yao Zhengxing.

Looking at him as one would look at a dead dog, Jiang Shu took a step forward, standing before this once-strong man of the county town.

He looked down from on high.

"The tribute is at year's end? So there are still three months left, huh. By the time the Yao Family comes to investigate, with all the back and forth, half a year will have passed. A family that doesn't even have a genius on the Little Dragon Tiger List. Guess if I'm scared or not?"

With a light chuckle, Jiang Shu kicked his left chest, shattering his heart meridian.

The scent of blood filled the air, unceasing.

Jiang Shu's figure moved like a ghost.

In just half an hour, all the disciples of the Yao Family had been casually slaughtered by him. The Protector who had achieved the Great Circulation of Qi and Blood was no exception.

Only some servants and maids who had never practiced Martial Arts were spared; he merely knocked them unconscious with a chop of his hand.

The Yao Family's rise to power was itself built upon endless exploitation. These family disciples and Protectors, who enjoyed the Yao Family's prosperity, were naturally complicit in the exploitation of the commoners.

He plundered all the silver notes and elixirs.

Only then did Jiang Shu set out.

The Bone Forging Realm Martial Artists of the Yao Family had all been slain by him. Even if some managed to escape the net, as long as they were in the Skin Grinding Realm, they could hardly leave the mountains, let alone go to the main family to report.

Half a year later, even if the Yao Family in the Prefectural City learned the truth, what Realm would I be at by then?

Jiang Shu thought to himself, Now, it seems only County Honorable Nie's concubine is left. Perfect, I also wish to test the might of the County Honorable.

His figure flashed forward, and he soon arrived at the backyard of the County Yamen.

Corridors snaked like silken belts, their eaves upturned like pecking birds. Each structure embraced the terrain, intricately vying for prominence.

Everything remained unchanged.

However, the last time he came, he was but a Skin Grinding Realm Martial Artist who had just entered the path of Martial Arts.

Now, his strength had reached the Peak in the county seat.

By this time, the night had deepened.

In the backyard, all of County Honorable Nie's household were fast asleep.

Making no effort to conceal his movements, Jiang Shu simply stood there, his muscles and bones shifting to alter his appearance.

The County Yamen's backyard was not like the Yao Family estate. As long as County Honorable Nie was present, he could hear the slightest stir of grass or tree within.

To kill his concubine, he had to do it openly and honorably. And since he had already made the journey to Pingling County, it was very likely he wouldn't return in the future. This time, he would certainly make the most of it: to battle with the true strongest in the county seat and see just how strong he had become.

Indeed, it wasn't many moments before a rustling sound suddenly arose.

"May I know which friend has come to visit?" County Honorable Nie's voice was authoritative yet carried a trace of caution.

He looked at Jiang Shu, gripping the treasured blade tightly in his hand. His Inner Strength rose from deep within his vital organs, enveloping his arms.

This unknown Martial Artist before me, able to sneak into the backyard so silently, could not possibly be in the Bone Forging Realm. It's highly likely that he, like me, is in the Refining Internal Realm. Since when could little Pingling County produce such an expert?

"I've come to kill someone," Jiang Shu stated, "and incidentally, to witness the County Honorable's esteemed techniques."

Seeing that Nie Gaozhan also had a blade at hand, Jiang Shu drew his own.

White Tiger True Strength.

Four Seasons Blade Technique.

Autumn Wind!

A rustling cold sound, a chilling Evil Qi.

One slash, and the world seemed to mourn with a desolate chill.

Within the Four Seasons Blade Technique: Spring Rain, Summer Thunder, Autumn Wind, Winter Snow.

Spring Rain was too dense. Though silent, its lethality was insufficient.

Summer Thunder was too abrupt and booming; it could easily awaken too many people.

At this moment, only Autumn Wind was best.

Suitable for the season, appropriate for the time.

"SHING!"

Watching the might of this strike, Nie Gaozhan's eyes narrowed intently.

He drew his blade and rose, his figure like a hawk diving, leaping into the air and descending from above.

Three streams of sharp, explosive, and enduring True Strength burst forth from his lungs, heart, and liver.

The Da Jing Dynasty's Middle Grade Cultivation Technique, "Three Eagles Gathering Internal Force."

Kill me? Then let's see who kills whom!