Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

Let's talk about the matters that follow later.

After Ma Tianyuan left, the middle-aged man Ma Daorong, who had come with him, didn't follow his father and leave.

Instead, he sneakily said to Yi Chen, "Taoist, would you like to visit a fun place? With my introduction, you can go and enjoy yourself at the Ninth Floor."

"There are beauties of all sorts, from noble ladies to charming maidens from humble families, and even beautiful country girls and high-class matrons. There's even female cultivators if you fancy a no-holds-barred gathering. It's incredibly fun~"

Yi Chen's eyes lit up for a moment upon hearing this.

Is this the strength of Da Yue's high-end clubs? He had long heard about them in Longjiang Prefecture, but it was a pity that he never had the chance to step foot in one.

"This...isn't good, I read the Daoist scriptures."

"Let's never bring this up again." Yi Chen's face became stern, and he decided to play coy.

He must maintain his demeanor, not appear too eager.

Only after thrice refusing would it befit his status.

At this moment, the little devil inside Yi Chen was roaring, "You blockhead, hurry up and persuade me. Urge me on."

"I'm easily persuaded~"

"Just a little urging and I'll agree~"

However, perhaps because Yi Chen's fierce reputation had preceded him, or perhaps because Ma Tianyuan's son was too honest, seeing Yi Chen's stern face, he simply shrugged his shoulders, repeatedly saying 'I was presumptuous, I was presumptuous, Taoist truly is a True Person.'

Then he fled as if his life depended on it, as if ferocious beasts were chasing him.

This scene left Yi Chen utterly dumbfounded.

"Scoundrel! You can't be schemed with!"

"How could Ma Tianyuan, that sly old coin, father such an earnest son." Yi Chen was furious inside, he slammed the door shut with a loud bang, creating a thunderous noise.

Having reached downstairs, Ma Daorong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, hearing the noise behind him, he couldn't help but praise his quick reaction.

"The Taoist is indeed angry."

"He truly is an upright and noble gentleman."

"My dad calls me a fool, huh, but Ma Daorong is smart most of the time."

"I heard this Yi Taoist killed Chen Liu over a disagreement at the Denglong House."

"If I had spoken wrongly and run any slower just now, I might have gotten beaten too."

Ma Daorong rubbed his chubby face and turned toward his home.

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Wujang Prefecture, the Ma family.

Seeing his son return wiping cold sweat, Ma Tianyuan's eyes flashed with surprise.

"That Taoist Yi Chengzi didn't go with you for amusement?"

"Father, that Taoist Yi Chengzi truly is an upstanding gentleman, a man of virtue. As soon as I opened my mouth, he became enraged, so your son had no choice but to flee."

"I didn't expect to misjudge him. This Yi Chengzi is truly extraordinary, no wonder he has such cultivation at a young age, not inferior to the geniuses of great sects."

"Father, why do you treat this Yi Chengzi with such respect? He's clearly targeted by Yin Manor, his life hanging by a thread." Ma Daorong couldn't help asking.

Ma Tianyuan, who had been preoccupied with cultivation and mundane affairs in his early years, hadn't been strict with his son. Now, he called his son over and carefully looked at him, sighing and saying, "Daorong, my son, today your father will teach you a lesson."

"The greater the expert who doesn't have many years left to live, unless you can completely crush him in a single blow, you need to be extremely cautious and even more respectful and polite."

"Moreover, the Red Flame Army's leader holds him in high regard; this person must have extraordinary qualities."

"Everyone has weaknesses. Some love wealth, some lust, some seek fame. If you accurately discern their pulse, you can avoid many detours in life."

"What if someone has no weaknesses? A person who abstains from wine, wealth, lust, and glory, what should your son do?"

Ma Daorong asked with his plump face turned upward.

Ma Tianyuan's voice came hauntingly, "If they have no weaknesses, then you create weaknesses for them. Act according to the situation, move according to benefit. You must carefully ponder the subtleties in this."

"Tell me in detail how exactly Taoist Yi Chengzi refused you?"

Ma Daorong was mediocre in his cultivation but was uniquely adept at mimicry. He immediately began a vivid portrayal for Ma Tianyuan.

Click.

The armrest of the Taishi Chair Ma Tianyuan was sitting on was pulled off by him, crashing loudly to the floor.

He painfully clutched his forehead and swept the documents from the long table onto the floor.

"Father, what's wrong?" Ma Daorong, ever so filial, immediately asked with concern.

"Nothing, Daorong, go and call your mother here, tell her I want to see her," Ma Tianyuan said, covering his chest.

The Ma family seemed to be under some curse, with few children, and he only had Daorong as a son in this branch.

Tonight, Ma Tianyuan still wanted to work overtime, to see if a miracle might happen.

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Jiangxin Pavilion.

Yi Chen sat crossed-legged on the bed.

Next to him lay two glittering, golden pills.

Vajra Marrow-Tempering Pill.

Pills were divided into Heavenly, Earth, Mysterious, and Yellow grades, and this Vajra Marrow-Tempering Pill was a low-grade pill of the Earth category, invaluable for strengthening the physique and improving one's constitutional foundation.

This was the 'nest' the kind-hearted Zhu Teng had laid for him.

It seemed that if Zhu Teng didn't think Yi Chen was a good-as-dead future investment, he wouldn't be so generous as to give away these two pills, which were likely only entrusted to Yi Chen for safekeeping and were expected to return to Zhu Teng's hands afterward.

Unfortunately, the fisherman not only lost his air force but also gambled away his own life.

After having both Sword Immortal and Kong Xiang from Jiangxinge, where they stayed, check over the pills to confirm there were no problems, Yi Chen decided to consume these two powerful pills.

Picking up the precious pill, Yi Chen carefully examined it for a moment, noticing two pill lines that gave it a weight as if it were made of iron and stone.

He opened his mouth wide and popped the precious pill inside.

The Vajra Marrow-Tempering Pill might have been hard, but Yi Chen's teeth were evidently harder.

Within three to five chews, he had crushed the large pill and swallowed it down.

A tremendous medicinal power surged through his body.

A sensation similar to adding points at the Origin Point once again occurred within Yi Chen.

After the time it took to brew a cup of tea, having swallowed the two Vajra Marrow-Tempering Pills, Yi Chen opened his eyes and summoned his status panel.

He saw that his strength attribute had increased by four points, reaching a massive total of eighty-eight.

His body attribute had increased by six points, achieving a total of eighty-six.

His agility attribute had increased by three points, reaching a total of seventy.

"Awesome! Awesome! Awesome!"

"It's a pity that these precious pills are most effective the first time they are taken; their efficacy diminishes with each subsequent use. Otherwise, if I kept popping them, I'd take off flying."

Yi Chen said to himself, grinning cheerfully.

He immediately set a small goal for himself: before the first conscription of the Yin Manor, he hoped to complete the second Strength-Breaking Realm for both strength and body attributes, and to elevate the True Pure Yang Skill to the impressive height of the tenth layer.

By then, unless the Yin Manor didn't play fair, he might be able to walk sideways through the Secret Realm of the first Yin Manor conscription, while also probing into the true secrets of the Yin Manor.

"Still, one must be cautious and careful, stockpiling a bit more bargaining chips for oneself. With the changes in heaven and earth, who knows if the Yin Manor might not also undergo some transformations."

Moved by the thought, Yi Chen stood up and stepped out onto the terrace, looking up at Ming Yue.

Moonlight, like water, shone upon his sturdy figure.

Countless beams of moonlight seeped through his pores, replenishing the energy he had expended while enhancing his body.

Looking at the moon brought forth thoughts of loved ones, and Yi Chen suddenly began to miss his outstanding junior brother and the mischievous Qing Feng and Ming Yue.

"I wonder how my junior brothers are doing."

"Without the guidance of their brilliant and valiant senior brother, I'm really worried they might stray."

Yi Chen played with the second storage ring on his finger, murmuring to himself.

He was always generous with his own people, having already decided to give the storage ring, which had belonged to Hu Bugui, to Qing Yunzi after returning.

Storage rings, such invaluable items, must be evenly distributed.

By now, the night had deepened.

The moonlight waned in the west.

It hung above the treetops some two hundred meters away.

The rustling leaves slightly obstructed Yi Chen's view of the moon.

He stretched out his large hand, making a gesture towards the moon with his fist as large as a casserole, then retracted it swiftly before sending a fierce blow in the direction of the treetops.

The invisible air cannon driven by his punch instantly shattered the treetop, which fell thunderously, clearing his view immediately.

This was a strike that Yi Chen, with a strength attribute of eighty-eight, now casually executed using only his physical strength, enhanced by the ability to penetrate gained after breaking into the Strength-Breaking Realm.

He did not use an ounce of his Inner Qi.

With such power, he was now comparable to ferocious beasts.

At that moment, upon hearing the commotion, a creak echoed as the door to the neighboring terrace opened, and Sword Immortal stepped out with light, graceful steps, dressed in a flowing white undergarment.

Still with beautiful, picturesque features, and still... as flat as an airport runway.

Under the moonlight, Sword Immortal with her Fairy Bun looked like the immortal Chang'e on the moon.

She looked towards Yi Chen.

A trace of combativeness emerged in her eyes.

"Taoist, you've grown stronger."

"I also congratulate my fellow Daoist on fully entering the True Person Realm."

Noticing the sudden appearance of Sword Immortal, Yi Chen's gaze also sharpened, his tongue unconsciously licking his lips.

The two of them looked at each other from their respective terraces.