It’s best not to provoke someone like that unless you’re certain you can kill them.

It’s not worth provoking such a person over someone you’ve already had a falling out with.

Chen Jiang said, "Brother Qin, since we’ve already parted ways, let’s make it a clean break. Getting involved and provoking these people is a minor issue, but if word gets back to Steward Xiao and he thinks we’re putting on a show with Xu Yang, that would be real trouble."

Qin Ze sighed. "Alright."

Liu Qian snapped, "Let’s go! We’re all carrying money, so we might be targets too. Didn’t you see? Even Senior Brother Sun Jian from the Inner Sect is being extremely cautious."

The expressions of the others changed. They had thought that as long as they didn’t get involved, they wouldn’t be targeted. They didn’t realize that in the eyes of outsiders, most people who could enter the Purple Sun Sect through the Martial Arts Examination were wealthy scions. And since they were all dressed in the uniforms of Outer Disciples, they were prime targets.

Not daring to delay, they quickly departed.

Xu Yang circled the city a few times until the gazes fixed on him disappeared, but he didn’t let his guard down.

If his pursuers were farther away, his five senses might not be able to detect their prying eyes.

After ducking into another alley, he emerged from the other side and hurried toward the city gate.

Once outside the city, he discovered two figures still tailing him; he hadn’t completely shaken them off.

The two followed at a steady pace. When he sped up, they sped up. When he slowed down, they slowed down.

’Are they waiting for a deserted place to make their move?’

They were forty or fifty meters behind him, and he couldn’t tell what their Cultivation was. To be safe, it was best to avoid a fight if he could.

Although he was also tempted by the money they were carrying, what if he ended up picking a fight he couldn’t win?

BANG!

Gang Qi erupted, and the dirt beneath his feet exploded as Xu Yang began to accelerate.

Like a cannonball, he shot forward four or five zhang in an instant, the powerful Vigorous Energy kicking up a trail of dust on the ground.

"Damn it, the kid’s running!"

"After him!"

The two men behind him growled. Dropping their pretense, they also channeled their Gang Qi and gave chase.

"Stop, kid! Hand over your money and the Pill Formula, and we brothers will spare your life."

After chasing for about a kilometer, the two still hadn’t caught up to Xu Yang and started shouting from behind.

’Their Cultivation is only at the Initial Stage of Gang Qi, so they aren’t very strong. Taking on two at once doesn’t seem impossible. Even if I can’t beat them, I can still escape.’ Xu Yang’s thoughts raced.

He wasn’t even using the Flying Swallow Skill, and they were already struggling to keep up.

If he were to use the Flying Swallow Skill, he could definitely shake them off with ease.

But after discovering that both of them were only at the Initial Stage of Gang Qi, he started entertaining the idea of turning the tables and killing them.

Having just spent four hundred taels on the Blood Coagulation Pill Formula, his coin purse was feeling a little empty. He needed to replenish his funds to last until he could learn how to refine the Blood Coagulation Pill.

Xu Yang glanced back. The Gang Qi on their bodies hadn’t reached the point of Mist Transformation. If Gang Qi didn’t transform into mist, one’s Cultivation had not reached Gang Qi Minor Achievement.

This was something that could be discerned with the naked eye.

Only when Gang Qi underwent Mist Transformation could one be considered to have reached the Minor Success Realm of Gang Qi.

"Are you serious?" Xu Yang stopped.

Both men wore masks. Hearing him, the one in the monkey mask said quickly, "We’re only after money. We’re not Demons who kill for pleasure. Just drop your things and you can leave."

The other man, wearing a ghost mask, said, "We brothers keep our word. Don’t dawdle. You can’t escape. The Purple Sun Sect is still over twenty kilometers away. How long can your Gang Qi last?"

’My Gang Qi would be exhausted after sprinting for just over twenty kilometers? How did someone like this even manage to achieve Qi Cultivation Gang?’

"Alright. I hope you keep your word!"

As Xu Yang spoke, he untied the coin purse from his waist and tossed it into the air.

The eyes beneath their masks lit up with glee. They hadn’t expected a few threats would be enough to scare this Purple Sun Sect disciple into obediently handing over his coin purse.

They had expected a bitter fight, but this took no effort at all.

’Someone like him can pass the Dragon Ascension? There’s no justice in this world.’

The monkey-masked man thought to himself as he tapped his toes on the ground, soaring up like a great bird to snatch the coin purse.

A sharp glint flashed in Xu Yang’s eyes. His Gang Qi roared to life, and his body abruptly vanished from the spot.

Great Success Flying Swallow Skill!

Although the Flying Swallow Skill was only a True Qi Martial Art, when powered by Gang Qi, its speed was equally terrifying. It merely lost the Light Spirit of the original skill, leaving only pure velocity.

BANG!

The ground where he had been standing exploded only after he had already disappeared.

"Watch out!"

The ghost-masked companion yelled, warning the man in the monkey mask.

But it was too late. Seeing Xu Yang stop voluntarily, they had dismissed him, halting just a zhang away.

For a Gang Qi master, a distance of one zhang was no different from being face-to-face.

Empowered by the Great Success Flying Swallow Skill, Xu Yang crossed the distance in an instant and closed in on the monkey-masked man.

A faint silver sheen covered his body, his skin taking on a metallic texture as a series of crisp cracks echoed from within him.

Thunder Shock Fist, superposition of the Twelfth Layer of Force.

Over the past month, with little else to do, he had practiced the Thunder Shock Fist to the point where he could superimpose its Twelfth Layer of Force, greatly increasing its power.

"You dare!"

He and the monkey-masked man met eyes in mid-air. The man’s eyes were filled with shock and panic; he seemed to have never imagined that Xu Yang would dare to fight back. After all, there were two of them and only one of him.

The fierce wind shrieked and the air boomed. Xu Yang’s fist shot out like a great spear, sending visible ripples through the air.

The Gang Qi condensed on his fist, appearing almost solid.

Before the fist even arrived, the terrifying pressure had already cracked the monkey-masked man’s mask, revealing the face of a middle-aged man.

He desperately tried to form his Protective Gang Qi, but just as a thin layer appeared over his body, Xu Yang’s fist—empowered by the superimposed Twelfth Layer of Force—came crashing down.

Like snapping dry twigs, the Gang Qi was instantly torn apart, shattering into fragments.

Despair filled the middle-aged man’s face as he could only watch helplessly while the fist, wrapped in overwhelming power, descended upon him.

CRACK!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of breaking bones, he was struck as if by lightning. His chest instantly caved in, and he couldn’t stop himself from spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Gang Qi poured from Xu Yang’s fist. The middle-aged man screamed, still clutching Xu Yang’s coin purse as he was sent flying over ten meters, blood continuing to spurt from his mouth.

"Die!"

The ghost-masked man’s eyes looked ready to split from rage. He was behind his monkey-masked companion and couldn’t see the injuries, but just from the sound of so many bones breaking at once, he knew his partner was likely dead or dying.

A bone-chilling flash of a saber, like a bolt of white silk, cut through the air as it swept towards him.

He had already made his move.

The moment Xu Yang attacked, he had drawn his saber and slashed at him, hoping to force a retreat and save his partner.

But Xu Yang was determined to take one of them down first, even if it meant taking a blade to the body.

As the monkey-masked man was sent flying, his fate unknown, the saber had already slashed through Xu Yang’s increasingly faint, pinkish Gang Qi.

BANG!

The Gang Qi shattered. As the Force swept out, countless tiny stones in the vicinity were instantly pulverized.

’Such powerful Gang Qi.’

A look of horror flashed through the ghost-masked man’s eyes.

Although his saber had cut through Xu Yang’s Protective Gang Qi, it felt like striking an iron plate. The terrifying rebound force made the web of his thumb go numb, as if it were about to split, and neutralized the better part of his strength.

CLANG!

The sound of metal striking metal rang out, even kicking up sparks.

The ghost-masked man’s blade struck Xu Yang’s body, but not only did it fail to cut him, the blade was sent bouncing high into the air.

’Is this a Vajra Indestructible Body?’

The ghost-masked man’s arm trembled, the web of his thumb now split open, and his mind was in turmoil.

He had put his full strength into that slash, yet not only had he failed to injure his opponent, his own hand had been torn open by the rebound. Was this man even human?

"You’re the one who’s going to die!"

A murderous light exploded in Xu Yang’s eyes as he pushed his Golden Gang Skill to its absolute limit.

His move had been risky, but he had calculated that after his Gang Qi absorbed most of the force, even if the man’s saber struck his body, it would at most be a minor injury. It wouldn’t be fatal.

A body with the Vajra Indestructible Attribute was no joke. If it could be killed by a single slash from someone of the same realm, then it would have no right to be called Vajra Indestructible.