193: C193 Old Martial School

C193 Old Martial School

From the beginning, Zhang Yang didn't intend to kill the old man immediately. It was because he needed to understand the Ancient Fighter and Ancient Martial Sect in detail, thus, that the previous scene occurred.

Using the small movement technique, the old man was able to see some mysterious images that shocked and disturbed his mind. He then took the opportunity to draw a magical pattern and cast the soul sealing technique, completely controlling the old man's life and death.

After asking him everything, he would kill them to keep his mouth shut. However, when he saw the Qi-nourishing Pill, Zhang Yang suddenly gave up on that idea.

There was no other reason, because he had actually sensed the composition of the Earthly Spirit Root from its medicinal ingredients. Such a discovery made him extremely overjoyed.

Earthly Spirit Root s were the main materials to refine Earth Pattern Pill. If there were enough Earth Pattern Pill s, Zhang Yang could level up to the fourth level within a short period of time.

Killing for treasure!

This was Zhang Yang's first thought, and he did not feel any pressure at all. Devil Pattern Continent was a world where the laws of the jungle, and only the strong survived and had the right to speak!

Previously, Zhang Yang had suspected that the Earthly Spirit Root that Yellow Hair and Wei Nan had found at the foot of the Great Wall had something to do with the Dragon Mark. The address of the old man's sect, Old Dragon Mountain, was obviously within the range of the Dragon Mark, which confirmed his judgement.

Therefore, he asked this question, but immediately stopped the old man who was about to answer. Instead, he looked towards Mu Han, who was standing not far away from him in the middle of the hall.

Due to the small movement technique and Mu Han being an ordinary person, she didn't see the scene just now. But even so, the scene of Zhang Yang killing the young man still left her in great shock.

However, at this moment, Mu Han was not in a good condition. She was a beautiful young lady with a bosom and thighs. Her clothes were in disarray, her hair was messy, and her face was haggard and haggard.

When Mu Han saw Zhang Yang looking at her, she snapped out of her daze. A hint of shyness rarely appeared on her face. She immediately puffed up her chest and glared at Zhang Yang.

"Damn you, Zhang Yang. So it was because of you that big sister was ruined like this …"

Rage?

Zhang Yang's eyes instantly lit up. He slowly turned his head and looked straight at the old man. Killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Milord, don't misunderstand. I did not make things difficult for this lady. I did not even say a single word to her." Facing Zhang Yang's murderous gaze, the old man trembled and shook his head repeatedly in denial.

"You are the young miss, your entire family is the young miss!"

Mu Han vented all the anger and grievance in her heart onto the elder. She roared out like a tigress, "You didn't speak to me, but that damned fellow stuck his finger into me …"

With that, the valiant Mu Han stretched out her fingers and started to count. Finally, she glared at the old man and said, "I've been stabbed eight times, eight times! I've been stabbed to death! My entire body is itchy and I can't even talk about it …"

After inserting it eight times... Abnormal itchiness... Don't let me talk yet...

Zhang Yang was dumbstruck. It easily formed an image in his mind. However, it was mostly anger and endless regret!

Actually, Mu Han was right. Regardless of her figure or appearance, how could she possibly be unharmed when she fell into the hands of that young man? Now that he heard her say that, his last hope was extinguished.

"Misunderstanding, my lord, this is a misunderstanding." The old man quickly explained, "This little … "Young lady, you should be talking about acupoints, mute acupoints, itchy acupoints …"

"Point?"

Zhang Yang was stunned and looked at Mu Han.

"Yes, acupuncture points!"

After Mu Han finished her sentence, she seemed to have reacted. She crossed her hands on her waist and glared at Zhang Yang, "Zhang Yang, I say, I am innocent. I meant to point points!"

"Hehe, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

Zhang Yang was relieved, but at the same time, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This girl's spoken words were too domineering. He quickly changed the topic and said, "Mu Han, you go up and rest first. I'll deal with it here."

"I …"

Mu Han glared in dissatisfaction, but when she saw the youth's corpse and the blood all over the floor, she finally snapped out of her daze and ran up the stairs with a pale face.

"I'll call Zhanyan and tell her that you're safe." He stopped halfway and glared fiercely at Zhang Yang, "Also, I'm going to take a shower. You'd better not come up, otherwise, I'll slap you to death!"

The sturdy girl ran away. Zhang Yang smiled wryly as his mouth twitched a few times. Soon, he returned to normal.

After that, he first brought Ouyang Xuan, who was still unconscious, to a bedroom and fixed his severed limbs. Then, he walked around with the Star Power. Only then did he feel relieved.

Walking out of the living room, he activated the Seven Star Disintegration Technique and destroyed all traces of his corpse!

During this entire process, he didn't let the old man avoid him and deliberately did so.

As expected, when he stood in front of the old man again, the old man was still in a daze. The gaze he used to look at Zhang Yang became even more respectful.

"You are very lucky, for the time being I am not going to kill you!"

Seeing the old man's happy expression, Zhang Yang changed the topic of the conversation, "However, you should be able to feel that if I kill you, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I only need one thought!"

The old man trembled and quickly said, "Thank you for not killing me, my lord. In the future, my life will be yours …"

This was because what Zhang Yang said was the truth. Ever since the old man saw the scene of the gods, devils, ghosts wailing and the space ripping apart, every time he looked at Zhang Yang, he felt like his life was under his control.

"Enough!"

Zhang Yang stopped his display of loyalty, pressed his hand on the front of his chest, retrieved the Star Power that was still rampaging in his body, and then barely repaired his fractured sternum and internal organs.

In just a moment, the old man could barely stand up. Although he was not completely healed, his movements were no longer affected. He could even gather a weak strand of inner strength.

This greatly surprised the old man, but when he thought of the various miraculous things that had happened, he quickly understood.

"Alright, now speak. How is the strength of your sect?" Zhang Yang sat on the sofa and went straight to the point.

The old man, or in other words, Xiao Yunlong, sat stiffly opposite Zhang Yang and also breathed a sigh of relief inside. No matter what, he had temporarily saved his life.

"Master, there are a total of one hundred and twenty people in the sect. Sect Master and three elders are experts in Ancestor Level, thirty of them are experts in Teacher Level, and the rest are disciples with lower Quasi-teacher Level or strength."

Hearing this, Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows, and asked again, "How is Ancient Martial Sect divided into the realms of strength?"

Xiao Yunlong was stunned, but he quickly said, "From the highest to the lowest, there are a total of four realms. They are Emperor Level, King Level, Ancestor Level, and Teacher Level.

After pausing for a moment, he sneaked a glance at Zhang Yang and recalled the previous scene.

Usually, the middle-sized sects will be guarded by king level experts, but, even if they are king level experts, they are still very few in number. Only the top sects will have two or three king level experts.

Zhang Yang nodded and pondered for a moment before saying, "In that case, that Young Master Jiang and your disciple have not reached the Teacher Level yet, but rather the Quasi-teacher Level?"

"Yes, yes." Xiao Yunlong nodded, "Jiang You is slightly higher than my disciple, and already very close to the Teacher Level."

Zhang Yang curled his lips and looked at Xiao Yunlong, "With your weak strength, and your saying that mortals are like ants, I really want to know where the superiority of you Ancient Fighter s came from."

Xiao Yunlong's smile was even uglier than crying, and he didn't know how to reply.

In fact, whether it was Quasi-teacher Level or a higher realm, not only did they need Inherent Skill, they also needed to bitterly cultivate for more than ten years to be able to become a Ancient Fighter. This was because it was not only a matter of cultivating inner strength, but also learning how to use aura.

Zhang Yang stopped talking and fell into deep thought. Xiao Yunlong did not dare to overstep his boundaries and just sat there obediently.

A long time later.

Zhang Yang seemed to have made a decision. He stood up and said, "Follow me!"

"Yes, my lord!" The old man half bowed as he followed Zhang Yang into a room.1

"Sit on the bed!" Zhang Yang ordered.

Xiao Yunlong sat down obediently, and then under Zhang Yang's command, he opened his mouth. Without any movement from the other party, a Pill appeared in his hand and fell into Xiao Yunlong's mouth.

Pill s were not Qi-nourishing Pill s, but the tendons and veins that Zhang Yang had refined were scattered.

"This... "This is …"

Xiao Yunlong's eyes were wide open. He had just said two sentences and felt as if something had exploded in his body. A sharp stream of heat coursed through his body recklessly.

"This is a Pill that can broaden your meridians. You have already cultivated inner force, so you can use it to guide and increase your strength." Zhang Yang's faint voice sounded.

Xiao Yunlong paled and quickly used his inner strength to guide it. In a short period of time, his forehead was covered in a layer of hazy white gas and his face was flushed red.

Although the heat from the drug's effects was extremely sharp and was in extreme pain from being torn apart, Xiao Yunlong could feel that as the heat flowed like a knife, his internal energy actually increased slightly.

Xiao Yunlong paled and quickly used his inner strength to direct the attack. Within a short period of time, his forehead was covered in a layer of hazy white gas and his face was flushed red.

Although the heat from the drug's effects was extremely sharp and was in extreme pain from being torn apart, Xiao Yunlong could feel that as the heat flowed like a knife, his internal energy actually increased slightly.

Such a discovery caused him to be surprised, happy, and excited.

After all, Xiao Yunlong was a Teacher Level Ancient Fighter who had cultivated inner strength, and his absorption rate was several times stronger than that of Baldy and Tia Xiong. If the Pill was completely absorbed, then it would be enough for him to reach the middle level of Teacher Level.

After observing for a moment, he suddenly heard voices outside. Zhang Yang pushed open the door and walked out. Mu Han and Ouyang Xuan were both sitting in the living room. Mu Han was in the middle of a conversation with the old man.

"Hahaha, Mr Zhang, it's all thanks to you this time. You saved this old man's life again!"

The old man was very open-minded, and he had recovered pretty well. Mu Han, who was also well-dressed, blinked at Zhang Yang with a provocative expression.

Zhang Yang smiled bitterly and said seriously, "Don't say it like that, Old Master. Everything happened because of me. The one apologizing should be me!"

"It's okay, it's okay. Hahaha, it's all the same to me."

Ouyang Xuan's expression was a little strange. After he finished speaking, he considered his tone and asked, "Cough, cough, I heard that …" You and your daughter, Zhanyan, are already living together? "

Puff!

Zhang Yang almost vomited out a mouthful of blood. He stared at Ouyang Xuan, who had an ambiguous expression, then looked at Mu Han, who was playing tricks on him, and faintly understood what was going on.

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