The ghost-faced masked man’s saber was knocked away, and Xu Yang’s counterattack began. His bones and tendons thundered as his Gang Qi surged wildly.

He spun around quickly to meet the ghost-faced masked man’s gaze, his ferocious aura overwhelming the other man.

"Young friend, it’s a misunderstanding! We don’t want the money anymore."

Meeting Xu Yang’s cold and merciless eyes, the ghost-faced masked man screamed.

’My saber can’t even cut his body. There’s no way to win this fight. With such a terrifying Body-Protecting Divine Skill, why were you even running before? Are you just trying to get people killed?’

The ghost-faced masked man retreated rapidly, trying to create distance.

But Xu Yang seemed to be stuck right to him, the distance between them not changing in the slightest.

Thunder Shock Fist, stacking twelve layers of Force.

The fist, stacked with twelve layers of Force, was wrapped in a fierce wind and rapidly grew larger in the ghost-faced masked man’s eyes, like a clap of thunder striking down.

"BANG!"

The ghost-faced masked man’s Protective Gang Qi shattered on impact. The backlash of force made him stop in his tracks, and blood seeped from his pores.

"Spare me!"

He desperately swung his saber at Xu Yang, the blade tearing through the air.

Xu Yang was unmoved. Before the saber could strike him, his fist shot out like a great spear, piercing the ghost-faced masked man’s chest.

"CRACK!"

Gang Qi erupted as twelve layers of Force were unleashed. With the sound of cracking bones, the ghost-faced masked man’s eyes quickly filled with blood. His body flew backward like a cannonball, and in mid-air, he vomited blood mixed with internal organs.

"Ah..."

A shrill scream echoed through the wilderness. The mask on the man’s face shattered, revealing the face of a middle-aged man, blood flowing from all seven of his orifices.

He flew backward for more than ten meters, then slid for several more after landing, only stopping after his clothes were torn to shreds, his saber falling to the side.

When Xu Yang caught up, the man was already on his last breath. His chest had caved in, revealing stark white bone.

’Too weak!’

’These Gang Qi Martial Artists from the outside world are nothing compared to the ones from the Purple Sun Sect. I was only cautious before because I assumed these two were on the same level as Han Xing and the others.’

’After fighting them, I see the difference is huge. Whether it’s their Gang Qi or their Physique, they’re far inferior to the Outer Disciples of the Purple Sun Sect.’

Xu Yang picked up the fallen saber and gave the man a quick death. He knelt down to loot the corpse. A money pouch soon appeared in his hand. Without looking closely, he put it away and continued searching.

"Huh?"

With a flick of his wrist, a sallow, yellowed book appeared in his hand.

A pleased expression appeared on Xu Yang’s face. He had been hoping to find an Elixir, but he never expected to find a Martial Arts Secret Manual instead.

On the yellowed cover were four bold, powerful words: Fiery Sun Gang Saber.

’I’ll put it away for now and look at it when I get back.’

Suppressing his delight, he shoved the Secret Manual into his robes and quickly moved to the other man’s side.

This one was still breathing, not completely dead. His chest was still rising and falling.

Seeing Xu Yang appear, his mouth opened slightly as if to beg for mercy, but no sound came out.

Xu Yang showed no mercy, directly plunging the saber into the man’s throat. He then knelt down to loot the corpse.

After a few breaths, he found a money pouch and a Medicine Bottle. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

He once again didn’t look closely, quickly stowing them away before pulling the saber from the man’s throat. Without bothering to deal with the bodies, his figure blurred as he sped toward the Purple Sun Sect.

After running wildly for several *li*, the sound of a fight suddenly came from up ahead.

’Could it be that I’m not the only one who was ambushed?’ Xu Yang held his saber at the ready, on guard.

’I just tested the quality of this saber. It’s actually better than my own Wolf Fang Saber, which cost me two hundred *liang* of silver. Setting aside its sharpness, its resilience and strength are both excellent. It has to be worth at least three hundred *liang*. Most of it is made from Profound Iron, making it feel better in my hand than the Wolf Fang Saber.’

’However, I don’t know the background of those two. I shouldn’t use this saber for the time being after I get back.’

After running another hundred meters or so, he saw Gang Qi crisscrossing the air ahead. A dozen or so Gang Qi Martial Artists were locked in a fierce battle, the ground cracking and rubble flying everywhere.

One side was dressed in the attire of Outer Disciples of the Purple Sun Sect, and they were all familiar faces—it was Qin Ze, Yue Gui, and their two companions.

There were five people attacking them, all dressed in black robes with their faces covered, their specific appearances hidden.

’Of course. How much money could they get from robbing a powerless nobody like me? These young masters and ladies are the real moneybags.’

Xu Yang’s expression was a mixture of surprise and understanding. Anyone who knew anything about the Outer Disciples of the Purple Sun Sect would know that he was just a poor wretch with barely any money.

You could say that among the hundreds, even thousands, of Outer Disciples in the Purple Sun Sect, there were few as poor as he was.

Ahead, Gang Qi clashed with Gang Qi, the explosive force creating a terrifying vortex of crushing power. A Qi Gathering Great Success Martial Artist would be shaken to death if they were careless enough to get caught inside. The ground cracked continuously, throwing up huge clouds of dust and smoke.

The first thing Xu Yang noticed was Qin Ze and Yue Gui. The two had teamed up and were locked in a fierce battle with three enemies. It was an even match.

Next was Chen Jiang. His opponent wielded a large spear, and his Spear Technique was extremely sharp and ferocious, forcing Chen Jiang into constant retreat. There were already spear marks on Chen Jiang’s body, a thumb-sized bloody hole in his chest, and the sleeve on his left arm was torn.

Lastly, there was Liu Qian. She was also being suppressed by her opponent, but she was still holding on and had not yet been injured.

"A disciple of the Purple Sun Sect!"

When Xu Yang appeared, both sides noticed him.

The Techniques of the black-robed men slowed, becoming less fierce, as if they were preparing to retreat at any moment.

Qin Ze, Yue Gui, and the others, however, were greatly invigorated. They saw a glimmer of hope.

Although they were not as strong as the group in black, they weren’t much weaker either. With one more person on their side, even if they couldn’t take down all the black-robed men, killing one or two of them was still possible.

"Brother Xu, please lend us a hand! You will be handsomely rewarded afterward," Chen Jiang shouted.