Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 232 - 159 The First Confrontation_2

Chapter 232: Chapter 159 The First Confrontation_2

"Let’s just split a couple of logs; we can rest here for tonight."

Nodding.

But Jiang Feng didn’t seem to have any intention of stopping. In front of the girl, he continued, "You’ve probably just broken through to the fourth layer of Qi Refinement not long ago. Your realm isn’t stable enough. If you don’t take the time to rest and temper yourself properly, you might risk falling back in your cultivation."

"I’ve also just broken through and need to spend some time tempering my Spiritual Energy."

During the conversation, the other party’s gaze was fixed steadily on himself.

Staring into Jiang Feng’s eyes, she experienced an illusion once again; she felt as if she was peering into a deep, bottomless pond where a terrifying beast seemed to be slumbering, possibly opening its huge eyes at any moment.

Her expression became slightly dazed, then she quickly regained focus, understanding the intention of Brother Jiang.

"Right! You make a good point; I’ll make sure to cultivate properly and not drag you down."

The petit figure sat cross-legged on a stump, adopting a cultivation posture, while Jiang Feng simply smiled and closed his eyes to begin circulating his Cultivation Technique.

Logically, being in the deep mountains, surrounded by dangers, with fierce Spiritual Beasts and Cultivators fighting fiercely to snatch Tokens, one should be on lookout while the other rests.

"Hey, these two kids are really stupid, just beginning to meditate so openly, clearly they lack experience."

"Listen up, guys. We’ll strike together in a moment. First, subdue that blonde girl for me, then one of you follow me to directly cripple the boy."

"Such a young cultivator at the Foundation Establishment, if we don’t take him away now, he’ll bring endless future troubles."

The group nodded in agreement.

And one of them even showed a hint of greed in his expression.

"Hey, that kid’s clothes look nice, and the sword on his back isn’t bad either; he probably is some rich man’s son. Why don’t we..."

"Shut it. What’s taken is ours, and if we can’t get into the Purple Cloud Palace, we could still make a fortune, right?"

"Let’s go!"

The movement of the four was particularly inconspicuous in the whistling cold wind.

Their bodies slowly approached, holding daggers and short blades in their mouths. The highest cultivation among them was at the Low-Grade Foundation Establishment, while the other three were uniformly at the ninth layer of Qi Refinement.

Before they had set their sights on Jiang Feng and his party, a squad had already been killed by their hands. Although they didn’t dare to kill people on Purple Cloud Palace’s territory, there was no prohibition against robbing.

Nor was there any prohibition against injuring people. In this area, under Purple Cloud Palace’s jurisdiction, the control was very lax, as long as no one was killed or directly crippled; nobody would interfere.

Getting closer and closer.

One of the Cultivators infused Spiritual Energy into the short blade, smirking at the cold touch, then flung it sharply!

The short blade moved swiftly, its flight taking an arc to avoid attracting attention.

The other three from different angles charged as well, yet none of this commotion seemed to wake the boy.

The grins on their faces widened thinking that given the boy’s recent Foundation Establishment, he probably hadn’t yet learned Sword Control, let alone the girl.

They likely hadn’t even seen it before.

But just as one of them watched intently, at the moment when the short blade was about to pierce the boy’s body.

He suddenly opened his eyes!

Without turning back, he quickly stretched out his hand to pinch the blade with three fingers. His body twisted like a spinning top, and the terrifying core strength made his body twist to the point that his right leg even dug an inch deep into the ground.

He flung it straight back.

The counterattack that ensued in the dim light made their faces change abruptly.

"Damn it!"

Shocked, they instinctively went to block with the daggers in their mouths, but what they didn’t expect...

"Ah!"

A scream echoed not far away.

One of the Cultivators, who had originally planned to pounce towards Lin Jiangxian, couldn’t react in time to the incoming dagger, especially since Jiang Feng’s returned blade had an astonishing trajectory as well.

It mercilessly pierced through the left side of his body, hurling him five or six meters away before collapsing to the ground, alive or dead uncertain.

No, Jiang Feng had still shown mercy; this strike was meant only to incapacitate, causing the assailant to faint on the spot. Otherwise, it would’ve pierced not through the left side, but through the neck.

Clang—

Another person had already clashed with Sister Lin, who pretended to be cultivating, and she reacted quite swiftly given she was prepared.

Longswords and broadswords collided, creating blinding sparks. Although the movements lacked elegance, Jiang Feng was surprised to find that the girl had some understanding of swordplay and was able to struggle a bit.

Once again sensing movement behind him, this time he couldn’t be bothered to even move, nor did he draw a weapon. Instead, he simply turned around and collided face-to-face with the attacker.

Smack!

He grabbed the assailant’s wrist with his palm.

A look filled with panic in his eyes, he could feel the arm holding the broadsword clamped as if by iron tongs, utterly immobile. Even as he fell, he felt a pain in his arm.

"Die!"

With a roar to banish the fear in his heart, he extended his right hand and threw a punch directly at the youth, hitting him squarely!

Not a single reaction.

Not even batting an eyelid, it felt to him like his punch landed on a steel pillar instead of a person.

From this, one could see just how vast the physical difference was between them. A Qi Refinement cultivator could hardly injure a Foundation Establishment cultivator by brute force alone without a weapon.

At the time, Jiang Feng could only keep up with a severely injured Wu Daoxu by relying on his three-foot Qingfeng sword, and even then, he had to trap Wu Daoxu using the falling beams before finally stabbing through him with a final thrust.

But ever since Jiang Feng officially entered Foundation Establishment...

"Aah!"

A scream of agony filled the air as the man knelt down from the intense pain, for the youth had exerted force, ruthlessly breaking his wrist.

A cool piece of trivia: except when facing his ex-fiancée, whenever Jiang engaged anyone, he was always this ruthless.

The broadsword fell from the attacker’s hands.

The youth then slightly tilted his head, seemingly feeling the strong wind behind him, lifted a single leg to flick the falling broadsword from the ground, and with a swift turn, kicked forcefully.

Sending the attacker stumbling back two steps.

Bang—

Grabbing the now broken wrist, he tossed the Qi Refinement ninth-level cultivator aside like trash, turning back to look at the remaining enemy on the battlefield with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Especially upon seeing the floating weapons behind that person, he almost burst out laughing.

"These are tricks I started playing with when I was at Qi Refinement level six, and here you are, at Foundation Establishment and not learning something useful, only knowing some Guardian skill."

"Kid, you sure talk tough. Let’s see what you’ve got."

Without another word, he surged all the floating weapons towards him, assuming a grand stance as if a thousand swords were returning to their master.

This was the disparity between Loose Cultivators and noble families as mentioned by Yu Ying. It’s also why everyone strives to enter a Great Sect.

Because even if these cultivators could break through their realm, they lacked corresponding Advanced Cultivation Methods and Daoist Skills. If you want to obtain advanced methods, you can only snatch them from others.

But since they can’t do it themselves, they also can’t beat others, resulting in a vicious cycle. Ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivators don’t have advanced techniques, not to mention the most common Yellow Grade ones.

So, the opponent had no choice but to delve into Guardian, trying to achieve Sword Flight just to appear somewhat respectable on the surface.

"No wonder Yu Ying has so much confidence in me, what is all this?"

Clang! Clang!

He retreated in form, not drawing the longsword from his back, but grasping the solid broadsword from the ground. The weapons swarmed in for the attack, each filled with formidable power.

An ordinary person might panic, but Mr. Jiang calmly used the broadsword to deflect the barrage of messy weapons. While there appeared to be many weapons, in reality, not one was of good quality; they were all ordinary.

Initially, he intended to just swiftly finish this person off with the broadsword, especially since anyone eyeing a young girl of barely teenage years couldn’t be a good character. A lesson that ended with him carried out would suffice.

But even as he was fighting this person, he took the time to glance over at Lin Jiangxian.

"Huh, although she’s panicking and her swordplay is a bit messy, her methodology is not bad. It’s only because of her poor constitution that she’s losing."

His expression was a bit surprised, to the point that he even found the Foundation Establishment expert in front of him a bit tedious.

Nonchalantly, he tossed the broadsword, which the opponent managed to block. In that brief moment, however, Jiang Feng circulated Spiritual Energy through his entire body.

"Go."

He casually threw a paperman down.

The body of the paperman swiftly expanded mid-air! Rolling over, it produced a terrifying bear roar. Under the despairing gaze of the Foundation Establishment cultivator, a bear paw almost half his body size swung down at him!

Meanwhile, the instigator simply dusted off the dirt from his bottom and returned to his initial seat on the wooden stake, focusing intently on...

Watching the show.

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