
Seeing those figures rushing away to escape, Feng Jiu's lips curved up forming a sinister smile.
“Once you get in here, don't dream of coming back alive!”
As his voice fell, Feng Jiu's figure flashed into a red blur, like a ghostly spirit cutting through the dark night sky towards the two running figures, who were, the dagger in his hand was held with the reverse grip shining with a cold bloodthirsty radiance. The next moment, a red figure flashed past the two men who were running for their lives and blood spurted, the bodies of the two men froze for a moment, before falling back into the courtyard.
‘Buk, buk.’
There was no sign of a battle had taken place, and the killing did not worry anyone. The lives of four black market mercenaries had been robbed from them under the hands of Feng Jiu quietly and soundlessly..
Facing towards the wind, Feng Jiu's eyes narrowed. He looked at the four corpses in the courtyard and his gaze dimmed.
Mystical cultivators needed to be equipped with martial arts in addition to cultivating their mystic power. Only when the two aspects are combined together can a mystic Warrior bring out the best qualities and show the greatest strength. As for him, he had already reached the initial level of the mystical Warrior stage. And added that for his high proficiency in killing and his outstanding martial battle skills, facing all the mystical Warriors from this small town posed no problem to him.
But, if he were to leave the city, that little power would need to be raised. Otherwise, if he were to face an enemy that was much stronger than him one day, he would be passively placed at the mercy of others, to be slaughtered as people wished.
Jumping onto the ground in the courtyard, he ransacked through several sets of corpses and only managed to find the same black badge of them all, and carved on the badge, was the character who said, “Black Market Mercenary”.
“Dark market?”
He muttered softly to himself, looking for any information about the black market in his mind.
But, the previous Feng Qing Ge had obviously rarely come into contact with such places because there was almost no information at all about the black market in his brain.
“It looks like I have to travel to the black market.” He curled his lips in a smile. He took out a bottle of liquid from within the Spatial Ring he had previously made and poured it over the four corpses on the ground.
Next day
Guan Xi Lin walked out while massaging the back of his neck, feeling a bit confused as to why he fell into a deep sleep last night.
He raised his head and saw Feng Jiu practicing some soft and slender martial arts styles and he could not help but laugh out loud. “Little Jiu, martial arts are not done like that.”
As he spoke, he came to stand beside her and slightly lowered his body to show the stance of the horse. He then said: “See, when practicing martial arts, your lower body should be stable, your fist clenched tightly, put your power into your punch, yelling when you throw a punch, Shouting when you throw a punch, and the power of your whole body will be packed into your punch. This way, there will be a powerful force behind your punch. If you keep doing it like you just did, you will fall with just one punch against your enemy.”
At that moment, Guan Xi Lin seemed to have forgotten the day when Feng Jiu faced an entire pack of wolves alone without the slightest fear and did not remember how similar the evil God of Death was. he stole that life from them back then.
All he remembered was that she was a girl, a girl who was only fifteen years old, regardless that she had a sinister side to her, but he was just a little sister who needed him to be protected as an older brother.
When Feng Jiu heard him say that, he could not help but laugh: “Sister. Your martial arts are meant for great men like you, where the emphasis is on strength. The martial art I use, using the power of the enemy against itself, where only ounces will lift a ton.”
As he spoke, he suddenly seemed to think of something and he asked: “Sister. I remember you telling me that you are practicing your own mental cultivation of the Guan Family. Am I right?”
“That's right, this is the Guan Family's mental cultivation method, and also in martial arts. Little Jiu, you want to learn it? Brother will teach you.”
He laughed and shook his head. “No, I mean I have a mental cultivation scroll that suits you.” He threw the Cosmos Sack with his spirit mark already erased on it.
“There, there are scrolls that you should read carefully for a period of time. Take a break from your martial arts training for a while and practice this mental cultivation method first.”