NOVPUBWang Ba’s mind stirred slightly.
A subtle crimson flashed across his eyes, hardly noticeable.
The next moment.
The middle-aged hunter in the snowy field below suddenly paused, setting down the short knife he was using to carve the snow wolf.
He then began to take up one strange posture after another in place.
Li Yingfu was slightly taken aback, but seeing that Wang Ba’s expression had not changed, he immediately knew that Wang Ba had made his move.
Consequently, he watched intently.
After all, he was a Nascent Soul Cultivator, with extraordinary sight.
He quickly noticed that the hunter’s postures, apart from being odd, seemed capable of refining the Qi and Blood within the body.
And the effect was obvious.
However, this method of refining seemed slightly different from that of Body Cultivators.
"Strange, this method of tempering by the True Martial Cultivator seems to involve no Spiritual Energy... Such practice is like water without a source; even if it improves one’s abilities, how can it nourish and sustain the body for longevity?"
Wang Ba heard the words and shook his head lightly:
"This method of the True Martial Cultivator does not seek longevity in the first place."
As his voice trailed off, he then disembarked from the Flying Boat.
He reached out and grabbed the hunter’s arm.
Wang Ba silently nodded to himself.
"The intelligence about True Martial Cultivators is indeed accurate. This man is just over thirty years old, but the remaining lifespan is only about twenty years. Let alone comparing him to Cultivators, even normal martial folks fare better."
"This method can only forcibly enhance combat power and has no other advantages worth mentioning."
Li Yingfu also descended:
"Chief Division Master."
Wang Ba waved his hand gently:
"It’s nothing. I was just curious. Let’s hurry to Heishui Port."
Li Yingfu did not delve further and followed Wang Ba back onto the Flying Boat.
Just as they were about to steer the Flying Boat away, a stirring of Spiritual Sense was felt.
"Hmm?"
He instinctively looked towards the distance.
In the distant sky, several dark, ominous streaks of light were shooting over.
Their approach was fierce, not concealing their hostility in the slightest.
"Demon Cultivators?"
Li Yingfu’s eyebrows creased slightly.
Wang Ba’s gaze narrowed.
The Power of the Yin God in his eyes quietly receded.
The hunter also came to his senses, looking somewhat dazed as he looked at his hand and then resumed carving up the snow wolf in front of him.
The two did not flee. Instead, they calmly waited in place.
Soon, those streaks of light had already landed around them, subtly encircling them.
Perhaps seeing that Wang Ba and his companion were calm and composed, unlike ordinary people.
The group did not dare to act rashly, and the leading Early Stage Golden Core Craftsman was the first to speak with a cupped fist salutation:
"I am an Elder from the Shaojin Sect under the command of the primal Holy Sect of Yan. May I know where you come from and where you intend to go?"
"Shaojin Sect?"
Wang Ba glanced at Li Yingfu, who also looked somewhat perplexed, immediately realizing that it was a minor local sect.
Li Yingfu also came to a realization, his expression slightly stern, and he released the aura of a Nascent Soul Cultivator.
Feeling Li Yingfu’s aura, the group’s expressions changed instantly, becoming immediately tense and serious.
"It’s a Master!"
"Be careful!"
Several hushed, urgent whispers followed.
The leader’s face became stern as he immediately adopted a defensive posture.
"Enforcer Li."
Wang Ba spoke softly.
Li Yingfu snorted lightly and then spoke in a cool tone:
"We are disciples of the Great Jin Myriad Manifestation Sect, heading to Heishui Port."
"Great Jin? Myriad Manifestation Sect?"
The group’s expressions became slightly more serious.
Yan bordered Jin to the west and north of Fenglin Continent, they were naturally aware.
And while they may not have dealt with the Three Sects and One Clan, they still largely knew of them.
The primal Holy Sect might not fear them, but these smaller factions dared not flaunt their affiliation in front of such behemoths as the sects of Jin.
Especially now that the Holy Sect had forged an alliance with the Wanxiang Sect to oppose the Kingdom of Immortals.
They naturally dared not show any negligence.
Smiles were squeezed onto their faces.
The leader cautiously asked:
"May I ask if you have any proof of your identity?"
He quickly added in explanation:
"It’s not that we don’t trust you, but recently there have been frequent appearances of Three Continents’ Cultivators and Barbarian Bandits within Guangling State..."
Li Yingfu, running out of patience, directly produced a Token.
The leading Golden Core Craftsman caught it quickly, glanced at the "Myriad Manifestation" engraved on it, and felt the Qi within it.
Immediately, he bowed his head with utmost respect and returned the Token.
"Please proceed, esteemed guests."
Li Yingfu took back the Token, then drove the Flying Boat, taking Wang Ba northward.
The group watched the departing Flying Boat, their smiles gradually fading away.
One of them couldn’t help but curse bitterly:
"These bloody Myriad Manifestation Sect bastards are now pissing and shitting on our heads! What audacity!"
This sentiment quickly gained agreement from others.
"If it weren’t for their Nascent Soul Immortal Master, I’d have made them into gold slaves."
"When the Holy Sect unifies Fenglin Continent, we’ll show them!"
"Silence, all of you!"
The leading Golden Core Craftsman’s smile vanished as he frowned and scolded in a low voice.
Everyone immediately became quiet, looking at him expectantly.
The Golden Core Craftsman took a deep breath to suppress the anger from the earlier humiliation and said with a frown:
"Remember the faces of these two, right? As soon as we get back, we’ll report to the Holy Sect!"
The group solemnly agreed:
"We remember! One black-faced brute with rings around his eyes, and one young maiden..."
The leading Golden Core Craftsman nodded.
Someone in the crowd complained:
"There’s too much trouble in Guangling State these days. We have to guard against the Three Continents’ Cultivators coming over, we need to catch True Martial Cultivators, and not a while ago, a rare treasure belonging to The Fourth Saint Son of the Holy Sect was stolen here in Guangling State. Now even people from the Wanxiang Sect are intruding!"
