Chapter 78: 3 Moves

Chapter 78: 3 Moves

Ye Yong had no idea what had happened thousands of kilometers away in Peaknet Forest. He spent the night calmly cultivating in a tidy room at the village chief’s house and was still in perfect condition by dawn.

“Get rid of the Black Armored Bull early and prepare a gift for Mu Qing Yin. If I spend too long outside, I might not be able to make it to the Sword Pavilion Hall’s match in time, and that idiot Ye Mao might do something foolish.” Ye Yong chose to stay here for the night not only to experience rural life but also because monsters are more active at night than during the day, and even demonic beasts might appear. The materials for the gift were also not from safe areas. Given his current cultivation level, it was better not to wander around at night.

Although he knew someone was secretly watching over and protecting him, that wasn’t an excuse to be reckless.

Besides, recklessness would be noticed by others and would directly affect how the sect master and other powerful figures evaluate him. If Ye Yong wanted to enjoy high status, the in addition to talent, he also needed to have good character.

For example, in the cases when the male lead was targeted by multiple forces, the reason the Heavenly Luo Sect protected him was because he was in the right. Yes, while he did kill, it was because the enemy tried to kill him first. If someone killed for no reason, then no matter how talented they are, only demonic sects would accept them.

Of course, if they are not discovered, it didn’t matter if they don’t get found out.

That was because many righteous sects have targeted the male lead, and the younger generation of the righteous sects were often petty and dark-hearted. This also showed that the righteous sects weren’t so righteous after all; they also did dirty things behind the scenes. Everyone has personal desires, so this was unavoidable. But overall, they were fairer than demonic sects and could be reasoned with, and that was enough.

When Ye Yong pushed the door open, the village chief, who had been standing there for an unknown amount of time, immediately greeted him respectfully. “Esteemed Immortal, would you like to have breakfast?”

“No need. After resting for the night, I have adjusted my condition to its best. I’m going to deal with that beast now.” Ye Yong had initially planned to explore the village and enjoy the pastoral scenery, but it didn’t seem to be possible now.

“Sorry for the trouble, Esteemed Immortal.” The village chief quickly led the way, with Ye Yong walking in the middle and a group of villagers trailing behind. Perhaps because of Ye Yong’s extraordinary appearance, they regarded him as a powerful immortal and wanted to see him display his divine skills.

Up in the sky, Yi Bai and the others, seeing Ye Yong preparing to deal with the Black Armored Bull, also became alert and prepared to assist if needed.

After exiting the Specter Repelling Formation, Ye Yong, who had cultivated for over three months and was no longer a novice, immediately sensed an unusual aura.

Specter Energy.

After walking along the path for a while, the village chief indicated that that was where the specter beast had been spotted.

Ye Yong nodded, having already seen a row of fallen trees and deep hoofprints on the ground.

Clearly, the Black Armored Bull was planning to settle here. Black Armored Bulls were not solitary specter beasts and usually lived in groups.

The Black Armored Bull struggled for a long while before getting up again, dizzy and continuing to charge stubbornly.

“First a palm technique, then a fist technique. I can’t randomly use more moves anymore. What a pity, it’s time to end this.” Ye Yong took out a rank 5 mystery-grade sword, and the sword body quickly began to swirl with air currents.

[Wind Pressure Sword]!

Boom! Ye Yong swung the sword, and the powerful wind pressure exploded the moment the sword struck the Black Armored Bull’s face. There was no need for Ye Yong to retract the sword- the bull was flung away. Blood mist filled the air, and the bull crashed heavily to the ground, unable to rise no matter how it struggled, with blood seeping from the wound on its face.

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“That guy really is talented,” Liang Xiao Rou commented, observing Ye Yong defeat the higher-level Black Armored Bull with just three moves. She was impressed but not surprised.

Ye Yong had remained calm throughout, making no unnecessary moves. The mystery-grade techniques he used were all at the great success stage of proficiency. What appeared to be disordered attacks were actually methodically weakening the Black Armored Bull’s combat power.

First, the [Cold Iron Palm] struck the spine. At the minor success level, the [Cold Iron Palm] could produce a force of a thousand pounds; at the great success level, a force of 10k pounds, with lingering coldness emerging in the struck area. Injuries to the spine of a vertebrate would impair its movement.

Next was the head. Attacks to the head would cause confusion and loss of ordinary judgment, and the specter energy would scatter and become difficult to gather. However, this was only because of the Black Armored Bull’s tough hide. If it was another specter beast at the same cultivation level, the [Five Tiger Fists] would likely have caused the brain to burst.

Finally, the [Wind Pressure Sword] struck the bull’s vital area with a sharp weapon, leading to immediate death. Using it from the beginning would have been hard to penetrate the Black Armored Bull’s full-strength defense.

“He clearly has such excellent combat ability, so why waste talent in the Music and Art Hall?” Liang Xiao Rou couldn’t understand. She suddenly recalled that Ye Yong had lost himself in martial arts. “Never mind, he has his own path to follow. Forcing him is futile.”

Cultivators refine both their skill and their mind. If the path they walked was not their own choice but forced upon them by others, they would be destined to not be able to walk far.

Liang Xiao Rou originally intended to just try to convince him, fearing Ye Yong didn’t think it through and would walk the wrong path. But after watching his battle, she felt Ye Yong did understand the importance of strength.

Liang Xiao Rou believed that getting the [Cold Iron Palm], [Five Tiger Fists], and the [Wind Pressure Sword] to the great success stage of proficiency required not only talent but also a lot of time and effort for an 18-year-old Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator. His choice to take a different path than what he had previously worked hard on clearly showed that he had his own concerns and considerations.

Liang Xiao Rou was indeed strong-willed and curious, but that did not mean she would casually interfere with others’ choices.