C16 Let's Go Together!

"Ding... Devouring a top-tier level 1 Devil Beast — the Blood Wolf. Basic affinity for fire Spiritual Force has increased, enhancing the ability to manipulate fire attribute spirit energy and the potency of fire attribute Martial Spells. High-grade yellow-rank martial skill 'Flaming Steps' acquired."

"Ding... Progress in Martial Pulse cultivation has increased."

"Ding... Cultivation level has advanced, rising by one tier, with the host now a 5-star martial artist."

A 5-star martial artist!

Jiang Yuan's cultivation speed had skyrocketed, now dozens of times faster than just a year prior!

If anyone else found out, they'd likely spit out three liters of blood in shock!

"Trash! Hahahaha, so this is where you've been hiding!"

As Jiang Yuan marveled at his progress, a familiar voice rang in his ears.

Turning, he saw Jiang Ming and his three companions, whom he had encountered before entering the mountain, and trailing behind them was Jiang Zhan, whom he had recently bested.

Jiang Yuan's expression chilled as he said with a mocking laugh, "What stroke of luck brings you all here? I'm truly honored. The entire young generation of Jiang Family warriors has assembled, including the strongest among us, Jiang Zhan himself!"

Mentioning Jiang Zhan, Jiang Yuan shot him a piercing look, his tone heavy with sarcasm.

Jiang Ming, no longer mincing words, made his intentions clear with a voice thick with killing intent, "I'll cut to the chase. Today, we're here to ensure you die!"

"Kill me?"

Jiang Yuan's voice eased, tinged with a hint of disbelief.

He had assumed they were here for a mere beating and to take his Demon Core.

But to think they harbored murderous designs!

Well, in that case...

"Hahaha, scared, are you? Just because you've become a martial artist again!? We have six warriors now!"

Jiang Ming mistook Jiang Yuan's expression for fear, the memory of yesterday's beating fueling a vengeful satisfaction within him.

Jiang Zhan, too, stood tall, taunting, "You should've stayed a nobody, but you chose to cultivate again! Now's the time for your journey to end!"

Jiang Yuan let out a cold laugh, his fists clenched tight as a wave of nameless rage rose within him. "You think you can take me down? Let's see if you've got what it takes. Come at me, all of you!"

Hearing this, a sliver of fear crept into Jiang Zhan's heart, but he quickly dismissed it, considering their numerical advantage. He sneered, "All of us, attack? You're just as arrogant and overconfident as you were a year ago, yet you're still nothing but trash! I am the true prodigy now—the premier talent of the Jiang Family's younger generation!"

"Heh, you're nothing but a cripple propped up by pills," Jiang Yuan retorted with scorn. "A mere Yellow Rank Martial Pulse and you have the audacity to strut before me?"

As he spoke, Jiang Yuan seemed to ignite, his body enveloped in spiritual energy that blazed like fire, rapidly encasing him.

Beside him, the sword orb born of his Martial Pulse materialized, churning the air around it.

"Born of Martial Pulse!? Your Martial Pulse has been restored!?" Jiang Zhan's complexion instantly turned ashen.

"Jiang Zhan! You said this 'trash' had only just become a warrior, didn't you? But the intensity of his spiritual energy—it feels almost on par with a Martial Master!" Jiang Ming stood there, utterly stunned.

"Correct…" Jiang Yuan nodded, his voice chillingly calm, resonating with a demonic edge that sent shivers down the spine.

Trembling—that was the sole sentiment echoing through the minds of all present.