The spring night in Lin'an Prefecture was not the most pleasant. Compared to the summer night, the spring night breeze was a little colder. If one's body was a little thin, it was easy to catch a cold.
As the sunset faded into the darkness, the entire Qingbo Street became quiet.
There was no curfew in Great Zhao and the night market was quite prosperous. The lights were bright and gorgeous. However, that was only limited to Imperial Street and the main street. That was the place where the vendors were willing to endure the cold night wind and set up their stalls.
Qingbo Street was a little remote after all. If one set up a night stall here, one could only bitterly swallow the cold wind for the entire night and not earn much money.
Therefore, as soon as night fell, the entire street became quiet.
The carriage stopped, and the horse neighed slightly, breathing hot air. The coachman sat on the shaft of the carriage. The burly man was wearing a bamboo hat.
The old bamboo hat was cut in half by Madam Hua's spring rain. He had no choice but to change into a new bamboo hat.
He sat at the shaft of the carriage, and the blood qi in his body was like a surging furnace, hidden and not released. He released his not-so-expert mental power and probed towards the killing field that was about to erupt in Imperial Ancestral Temple Alley.
He needed to "see with his own eyes" that the young man was killed. Only then would he not make a mistake when reporting.
However, he believed that this matter was certain.
The young man had just completed his cultivation enlightenment a few days ago. He had just passed his Qi Blood Awakening and was barely in Meditation. Such a new cultivator naturally had no resistance against a ruthless character like Hu Jingang whose hands were stained with blood.
Hu Jingang's Qi Blood had already reached the perfected-stage. He was not far from using his Qi Blood as a furnace to forge a Spirit Bone in his body. There should not be any accidents when facing that young man who was barely cultivating.
The coachman raised his head and looked at the dark Imperial Ancestral Temple Alley. He could not help but think of that day. Under the rain of spring, the young man faced the pressure of Mr. Luo, but he still stood tall and straight, like a pine tree standing alone, but also like a plum blossom.
The youth's tenacity was admirable.
It was common for cultivators to lower their heads and bow in the face of Mr. Luo's pressure.
There was a tiger in the chest and a pride in the heart. It was rare to see someone who could withstand the pressure.
However, no matter how tough they were, if they were not strong enough, they would still die.
Suddenly, the coachman's eyes under the bamboo hat narrowed slightly. A gust of wind floated out of the alley with some scorching Qi Blood.
"Here we go."
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In the courtyard.
An Le had already finished cultivating the Five Animals Body Tempering Technique and was currently visualizing the Sword Waterfall Diagram. Fifteen wisps of Age Qi were added to the Five Animals, and An Le chose to add the remaining four wisps to the Sword Waterfall Diagram.
With the enhancement of Age Qi, An Le's visualization of the Sword Waterfall Diagram became deeper. Originally, he could only visualize the first page of the Sword Waterfall Diagram. As his Spirit Refinement stepped into the Embryonic Breath Realm, he could visualize the second page.
The second page of the Sword Waterfall Diagram depicted two intertwined swords. The swords in the painting looked ordinary at first glance, but when visualized with one's mind, they spat out endless sharpness!
After all, he had just stepped into the Embryonic Breath Realm and still needed to consolidate it. If he were to visualize it easily, he would easily be injured by the sword intent in the Sword Waterfall Diagram.
After using the Age Qi, he no longer had this worry. There was no pressure on visualizing the second page.
The silver moon was like a plate, shining with starlight.
It sprinkled over the white-robed youth in the courtyard, making the youth's handsome face look even more extraordinary.
Suddenly, An Le, who was visualizing the Sword Waterfall Diagram with his Embryonic Breath mental power boiling around him, opened his eyes and calmly looked out of the courtyard door.
It was as if there was a monster hiding in the darkness.
The sound of grass shoes rubbing against the limestone tiles in the alley slowly approached.
A scorching Qi Blood gradually burst out under the perception of An Le's mind.
The moonlight shone down and revealed a figure. It was a man wearing a bamboo hat. He was thin and not strong. He carried a thick saber on his back and looked rather strange.
An Le glanced at the person who came and did not panic. He continued to sit on the small chair and poured himself a cup of old yellow wine that was cold from the spring night wind.
After drinking a cup of yellow wine, the fragrance of the wine filled his mouth.
"It's said that the cold of spring kills the most innocent. Sir, you didn't drink warm wine at home, but you came into my house with a big blade. I think… you're here to take my life."
An Le said calmly as he picked up a piece of pig head meat and chewed slowly.
The figure carrying the saber took off his bamboo hat and casually threw it on the ground. He raised his not-so-fierce face and looked mockingly at the youth eating wine and meat under the moonlight.
"Do you recognize me?"
Hu Jingang smiled.
An Le took another sip of the yellow wine and glanced at Hu Jingang with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
As someone who had drawn Hu Jingang's true appearance, how could he not recognize him? He was surprised because Hu Jingang had actually come to kill him.
Was it because he made the wanted poster?
"The drawing you made for the Black Office really made me suffer. I was almost captured. I hated you to the core, so I came to kill you."
"Do you admit it?"
Hu Jingang put down the saber he was carrying. The Qi Blood in his body began to surge and strengthen. The aura of perfected-stage Qi Blood Awakening made the cold spring heat up.
An Le sipped his old yellow wine. "Are you here to kill me because of the portrait?"
"I'm afraid someone specially instructed you to come and kill me with the saber in your hand. Otherwise, how could a rat like you, who was chased by the Black Office, find my new residence so accurately and kill me openly?"
Hu Jingang narrowed his eyes. He did not have much of a reaction after being exposed. In his opinion, An Le was already a dead man.
He had just passed his Qi Blood Awakening and had just entered Meditation. Although he was considered a cultivator, he was no threat to him.
The tip of Hu Jingang's saber arrived and stabbed three inches into the ground. "Young man, since you know, why don't you escape?"
An Le put down the wine cup and picked up a chopstick with two fingers.
He looked at Hu Jingang calmly and said, "This is my home. Why should I escape?"
"How courageous. Unfortunately, I prefer it when you reveal fear and despair before your death. Killing like this gives me a greater sense of accomplishment." Hu Jingang laughed loudly. In the next moment, his eyes widened in anger as his Qi Blood slapped over like waves!
The large saber that had pierced into the ground in the courtyard was pulled forward brazenly.
The rocks that were shattered by the thick saber shot out like arrows. Hu Jingang wrapped his Qi Blood and followed closely behind, slashing at An Le. The powerful and heavy thick saber brought with it a strong wind that whimpered like a ghost!
An Le sat on the chair with a solemn expression. This was the first cultivation battle he had encountered so far.
Previously, at the entrance of Jing Street, he had faced two ordinary thugs. Naturally, it did not count. They were not cultivators and could not give An Le any pressure.
However, An Le was not afraid, nor was he timid. There was only excitement and anticipation.
The tiger in his chest seemed to want to jump out.
The only threat was that Hu Jingang held a weapon in his hand. He did not have a weapon in his hand, so he was naturally at a disadvantage in this battle.
However, in terms of Spirit Refinement, An Le surpassed Hu Jingang. In fact, this was enough.
In the face of Hu Jingang's saber, An Le gently pushed the chopsticks with his two fingers.
The chopstick bounced up from the table at an extremely fast speed. It was stained with the oil of the pig head meat and turned into a dark trace of light. It tore through the darkness of the cold spring night and stabbed straight at Hu Jingang's neck.
The Embryonic Breath Realm mental power carried the chopsticks and galloped like a sword beam.
Hu Jingang's hair stood on end. He immediately retracted his saber and blocked his throat. The chopsticks stabbed over like flying swords, and the dissipating Embryonic Breath mental power made Hu Jingang's mind tremble!
"Second stage of Spirit Refinement… Embryonic Breath?!"
"That's not right. In the first two realms of Spirit Refinement, the Meditation and Embryonic Breath realms are weak in killing. After the Shedding Mortality Realm, the mental power is released, and Spirit Refinement becomes terrifying. This young man is only at the Embryonic Breath Realm. Why is he giving me so much pressure?!"
Cold sweat instantly broke out on Hu Jingang's forehead. If he had not blocked it just now, the chopsticks would have pierced his throat.
He was a little angry. That benefactor… What kind of intel was this?
This was called just entering Meditation?
However, Hu Jingang was ferocious and had experienced hundreds of battles. He was at the perfected-stage Qi Blood Awakening after all. If he got close to a Spirit Refinement Embryonic Breath cultivator, he still had a chance!
With this thought in mind, without hesitation, Hu Jingang threw out the thick-backed saber in his hand like a hidden weapon. His body stuck to the saber as he darted out and approached An Le.
An Le looked at Hu Jingang, who threw out his saber and pounced over, and a hint of fighting spirit flashed across his eyes.
"Come!"
His body instantly stood up from the chair and dodged the saber.
Then, he left the mountain like a ferocious tiger and pounced forward. It was the Tiger Form of the Five Animals Body Tempering!
He was majestic and heroic, and his ferocious aura was not comparable to that of ordinary beasts!
The perfected-stage Qi Blood in An Le's body burst forth like a flood!
Hu Jingang, who had just flown over, felt that the youth had instantly turned into a living tiger. His surging Qi Blood, which was not inferior to his, surged over, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
The next moment, a terrifying force smashed into Hu Jingang's body. He only felt pain.
His entire body had a bloody glow on the spring night and was at a loss. He drew an elegant parabola that reflected the stars in the sky above the small courtyard.