Martial Peak

Yang Kai was glad that he escaped the High Heaven Pavilion. It was worth it considering he’s earned some benefits already.

“How many days has it been since I left?” Yang Kai asked.

“35 days,” The Old Demon answered.

Although it has been over a month, Yang Kai felt like time barely passed. He would never expect his immersion to last so long. It was fortunate that his Dantian contained many drops of Yang Liquid, thanks to Xia Ning Chang’s bottle of Medicine Pills. Otherwise, what he has achieved so far may not be possible.

[35 days have passed… I wonder how’s Su Yan doing right now…]

(Silavin: What about Xia Ning Chang? D: )

Although Yang Kai was worried about Su Yan, he had faith in her. Su Yan was more resilient than regular women. The only reason for her inability to control herself previously was because of his presence in High Heaven Pavilion, causing the desires to well up in her heart. Now that Yang Kai was no longer there, she should have an opportunity to focus fully on resisting the Double Cultivation influence.

[I believe in her. She will definitely succeed, and the next time we meet, she will certainly be improved by leaps and bounds. After all, the Ice Heart Cultivation Technique requires her mental state, body and environment to cultivate efficiently. In the state she is in now, there is no doubt that her cultivation will be much faster…]

(Silavin: I repeat; this is not a going to be a netorare novel! Please put down the knives and guns!)

“Where am I?” Yang Kai looked around, unsure of his own location after 30 consecutive days of running. He could only guess that he was very far away, at least far enough from High Heaven Pavilion.

In his confused state, Yang Kai noticed creaking and rolling in the distance. His ear twitched in the source’s direction as he turned to have a look.

Yang Kai calmly stood silently in place as he watched a group of carriages from afar appear in his sight. Altogether, there were 3 carriages being pulled by horses and accompanying the convoy was a group of men, riding tall and strong horses. These men were strongly built and each of them rested a hand on the hilts of the sheathed swords attached to their hips. It was obvious that they were Martial Artists that practised the art of the sword.

Standing on the roadside, Yang Kai caught the attention of the Martial Artist guards. They were all cautious of him, but Yang Kai showed little care for their wariness. He remained calm and stood there, still watching.

After a month of training, Yang Kai would not manage if he tried to restrain all the Yuan Qi within his body. Since these Martial Artists were not cultivators of the same or higher level than Yang Kai, it was impossible for them to understand the depth of his strength. A few minutes pass and the Martial Artists’ worries faded.

Abruptly, a middle-aged man leading the group yelled out, “Little beggar, get out of the way now!”

actually wished to ask

suspect as storage for the more expensive goods. Meanwhile,

well just follow the carriages to a place of inhabitance. Before he could even take several steps behind, his complexion sank. A familiar man split off

pulled the reins, restraining the horse from crashing into Yang Kai. The large hooves soared

heart. She said she was worried about the dangers of the wilderness, fearing robbers, bandits and other wild animals killing you

lifted the youth up. Although Yang Kai wished to resist, he understood that the man’s intent was not

veteran guard secured Yang Kai behind him on the horse. He then kicked the horse and they raced back to the group, where he threw Yang Kai into the air and smiled and yelled, “Old Man

front of the first carriage sat an old man; he was the cart driver, horsewhip curled in hand. He caught Yang Kai without looking and

to that stage at a young age. It was possible due to their family background and influence. Outside of sects and clans, people in the Separation and Reunion Boundary had

with wrinkles as though he was almost meeting death. He took up a bottle from his side and conveniently passed it

venerable,” Yang Kai took a swig, but he immediately spurted

out laughing, “Old Man Wu, do you wish to kill him that drink of yours?

spat it out because this was his first experience with alcohol. He was taken aback by the burning sensation that the drink left in his throat. Knowing that he would never enjoy such a drink, Yang Kai returns the bottle of liquor to the

sip and his face seemed to fill with vigour. Glowing with health again,

try me some of

kindness, Yang Kai just tranquilly sat beside Old Man Wu. There was barely any conversation

not get too weary from the trip. By dusk, they had covered about 35 to 40

carriages stopped to find a suitable place for a fire. Once the campfire was set up, the crowd of more than 30 Martial Artists began to perform their respective roles. Some of them would scavenge for food and others would help with the fire. Very soon, the area was filled with a mouth-watering aroma from the meals they had prepared. Meanwhile, Yang Kai got down and performed a little exercise, appreciating and consolidating what he

infinitely graceful bearing. By this woman’s side were two other

pose and beautiful appearance. Although she

could sense the intense gazes of the Martial Artists from

come

charming maid… Those three was

tenderly scolds, “What are you looking at? Avert your

being tender? MoMo, that’s tender to you?

so openly, it was not only targeted at Yang Kai. The Martial Artists retracted their invasive ogling. Meanwhile, Yang Kai coughed awkwardly and

the young lady spoke with a soft

young lady’s arm, arriving with the middle-aged woman