Chapter 21 Isn't That Easy

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  "Fellow Taoist, why don't you pick out a few more precious items from the merchant's guild?"

  Liu Lao's meaning was crystal clear to Yang Yi. In the Wanxiang Chamber of Commerce, Jin Wuyi didn't dare make a move, but once outside, he would no longer have any reservations. At that time, Yang Yi would suffer a stormy attack from a master of the fifth level of Blood Condensation.

  A glint flashed in Yang Yi's eyes, and he sneered in a low voice: "Although Jin Wuye is the high-and-mighty master of the mansion, dominating one side, I, Yang Yi, am not a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by anyone! Old Liu, thank you for your kindness, farewell!"

  Yang Yi's entire body flashed with a fierce fighting spirit, and he turned around and left instantly, without even a hint of fear in his eyes.

  The woman in the palace dress next to him frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "Liu Lao, this Yang Yi has great potential, but after all, he just advanced, wanting to escape with his life under Jin Wuxie's condensed blood fivefold, it's probably very difficult, do you want us..."

  The woman in the palace had a good impression of Yang Yi, but Liu Lao slightly shook his head, with a glint in his eyes: "Whether it's a dragon or a phoenix, it's up to him to go. This person is young and has such courage, he will definitely not be an ordinary person! However, for now? Whether he can escape this disaster depends on him. Our Wanxiang Chamber of Commerce is powerful, but if we conflict with the local forces, there won't be a good outcome. This is the rule of the Chamber of Commerce, no one can break it!"

  Liu Lao also let out a faint sigh and silently watched Yang Yi's departing figure.

  On the other side, Xuan Wunian also walked out, his eyes flashing with a faint and imperceptible killing intent. He coldly laughed in a low voice: "This ignorant kid is going to go out and seek death like this? Jin Wuyi, as an old-fashioned master of the Fifth Rank of Blood Condensation, even if I, the young master, have accumulated a lot, I wouldn't dare say that I can last more than ten rounds in his hands."

  Xuan Wunian was angry because he didn't get the Huolong Order, so he didn't dare to complain about Huolie Tian. Instead, he vented all his anger on Yang Yi's body. This kind of young master's character is also extremely ruthless and can only bully the weak and fear the strong.

  "Qiu Lao, we're not in a hurry either. Let's just sit back and enjoy the show for now. Tsk tsk, it's not easy to see someone as skilled as Jin Wuxie make their move!" Xuan Wunian smiled and sat down beside him, seemingly eager to watch the commotion.

  At this time, it's not just Xuan Wunian who knows, but many people at the auction house have also gradually realized that Yang Yi is the owner of the Huálóng Lìng, and they vaguely sense that Yang Yi's Huálóng Lìng might be closely related to the Jīnyáng Fǔ. It's highly likely that the Jīnyáng Fǔ, which has always been overbearing, was secretly outmaneuvered by Yang Yi, who snatched the Huálóng Lìng and sold it at a sky-high price at the Wàn Xiàng Shāng Huì.

  The murmurs grew louder and louder, while Jin Wuyi's face became increasingly gloomy. He glared coldly at Jin Yangzhu beside him and growled in a low voice: "Fool! You're really bringing shame to our family! The Jin family has never produced anyone as foolish as you. If you weren't the only bloodline of my Jin family, I would have disciplined you with family law long ago. Hmph!"

  Jin Yang's face was ashen at this moment, and he no longer had his usual proud and arrogant demeanor. His gaze towards Yang Yi was also filled with resentment and venom.

  Yang Yi saw all of this and coldly smiled to himself. He walked to the entrance of Wanxiang Chamber of Commerce, suddenly bursting into loud laughter: "Jin Wuxie, you're waiting for me here, isn't it just to kill me and vent your anger? Then today you've miscalculated, do you think I'm that easy to kill? You'll probably ruin your entire life of heroism right here!"

  Jin Wuye was a noble, the master of a manor, high and above, usually hearing flattering words. Yang Yannian was young, not yet twenty years old, how could he bear such ridicule? He was furious, his whole body trembling with rage, but he coldly smiled and said: "Good, good, good, a clever and cunning little thief! Today I will see if your skills are as sharp as your tongue!"

  Jin Wuye finished speaking, his figure flashed and he leaped down like a wild goose, pouncing towards Yang. His palms immediately accumulated terrifying power, and the strong aura emanating from him made it hard for onlookers to breathe.

  Yang Yi's expression didn't change, but his heart was also slightly shocked for a moment. However, he quickly recovered and let out a long whistle towards the sky. Suddenly, he took out the Moonfall Bow from behind him, drew the bow and nocked an arrow, and with a full moon-like draw, shot it out in an instant.

  "Whoosh whoosh whoosh"

  In an instant, three sharp arrows shot out, with a strong and powerful force that even rubbed the air to produce a sharp whistling sound, making people feel a huge power in mid-air.

  Yang Yi is now a master of Congxue Fourth Heavy, and the effect of this Moonfall Bow will be relatively smaller. The power of each branch can only reach the peak of Congxue Fourth Heavy.

  Even so, three consecutive shots are still intimidating, and even the most skilled masters of the Four Heavy Blood Congealing Style would flee in fear.

  Jin Wuye's expression didn't change at all, but a hint of coldness flashed across his face as he reached out to grab the three long arrows that were shot towards him.

  Crack

  This grasp was incredibly accurate, not off by a single hair, as if it had been calculated beforehand. Moreover, the sharp arrow that could pierce gold and stone couldn't harm Jin Wuyan in the slightest. The three long arrows were all snapped into two by Jin Wuyan's direct grab, falling to the ground, shocking everyone.

  "Haha, little thief, but it's just some minor tricks. Your Moonfall Bow is indeed formidable, but even if you cultivate to the highest realm, Nine Linked Rings, it won't be of any use. The power of Blood Condensation Fivefold is beyond your imagination, haha, accept your death!"

  Jin Wuyi's figure flashed again, and he actually sped up a few more times, flashing in front of Yang Yi, with one claw reaching out, the sharp wind sound carrying a strong oppressive force that made Yang Yi exclaim in surprise.

  "This is the power of the fifth stage of Blood Condensation? It's really too powerful, he's right, even if I cultivate to the ninth stage of the Nine Linked Rings, and kill all the fourth stage Blood Condensation experts, I still wouldn't be a match for a single fifth stage expert!"

  Yang muttered to himself, his eyes flashing with a hint of understanding. He finally knew why the difference between the fifth and fourth stages of Blood Condensation was so great. Once he reached the fifth stage, the power and speed of his bloodline would be dozens of times greater than that of a fourth-stage master. Even if Yang unleashed his strongest Nine-Child Linked Ring, firing nine arrows at once, Jin Wuxie could still use the unfathomable speed of the fifth stage to dodge them with ease, without suffering even a scratch.

  Jin Wuye's palm was about to reach Yang Yi's face. If nothing unexpected happened, Yang Yi's head would be crushed into a pulp in an instant.

  But Yang Yi's mouth corner revealed a wisp of sinister smile, and he said in a low voice: "Do you think I only have this little trick? You are really too naive, also too careless, now let you see my true power!"

  Yang's entire body burst out with a crazy aura, his blood vessels crazily circulating, transmitting wave after wave of power from his heart.

  "Nine Palace Illusion!"

  Yang Yi's face was icy cold, and under the gaze of everyone, he displayed this magical immortal martial skill.

  "Whoosh"

  Jin Wuxie was shocked to discover that Yang Yi, who had just been close by, suddenly turned into four identical Yang Yis.

  At the same time, he suddenly felt a strange binding force appearing beside him.

  Yang Yi's body suddenly moved, his hands clapped forward, and a green light flickered in his palms, looking exceptionally eerie.

  "Slap"

  Against everyone's expectations, Jin Wuyi, who could have easily dodged, seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit and was slapped on the body by Yang Yi's palm, just like a wooden stake.

  "Whoosh"

  Jin Wuye's face changed suddenly, and he retreated rapidly like a whirlwind. At the same time, he slapped his own body with one palm, and a stream of dark blood gushed out from his body, emitting a foul odor.

  "Good, good, what a vicious poison! Your hand actually has such a sinister toxin. If I hadn't cultivated to the fifth level of Blood Condensation, I would have already been able to control the flow of blood in any part of my body, and let the poison not spread. I'm afraid that by now, I would have become an ice-cold corpse."

  Jin Wuye indeed had his suspicions, and there were still some things he hadn't said. The reason Yang Yi was able to hit him earlier was entirely because of that strange binding power, as if his body had been tied up. This feeling was very strange, only flashing by in an instant, leaving him also unsure what was happening. However, his rich experience faintly sensed that this was the method of this seemingly weak Yang Yi.

  "What technique?"

  Jin Wuye's vast knowledge and experience naturally made him think of a solution, and only with his exceptional skills could he momentarily bind him without being detected.

  "Who are you, exactly? What's your relationship with Bailiufeng of Qingyang Fu?" Jin Wuyan, as the master of the manor, naturally thought of Bailiufeng, who possessed a profound and mysterious technique among the masters.

  Yang Yi sneered: "Qingyang Fu's Bai Lie Feng? No big deal, I just killed his son, and now he's after me with a vengeance!"

  "Hiss"

  Yang Yi's words immediately sparked another wave of discussion among the crowd, and if one were to say who was the most formidable among the masters, it would undoubtedly be Bai Lie Feng, for he possessed a high-level technique called "Soul Binding Technique", which was extraordinary.

  Although Bai Lie Feng has such a mysterious technique, those cave masters and other powerful people do not dare to go forward and forcibly demand it. Behind Bai Lie Feng, there is a powerful existence, his family, even in the Huo Long Palace, they have a certain amount of power, even those cave masters have to be cautious.

  Jin Wuye's eyes lit up in an instant, and his expression changed from anger to joy: "Oh? So you must have obtained the Bai family's binding technique! Haha, what a wonderful surprise! Killing you and getting the technique is even better than having the Huáng Lóng Lìng (Dragon Command)!"

  In Jin Wuyi's eyes, a thread of naked greed appeared, and Yang felt in an instant that this high-level technique seemed not to be as simple as he had imagined.