Chapter 103: Third Brother Yao Xinyan

  Seeing the other party suddenly making a move, Ning Yuan was startled and his feet moved, his body instantly retreating, while his body shifted to one side, one palm blocking the opponent's attack. He coldly hummed: "Could it be that senior is actually part of this tomb raiding gang? In the Jianghu, stealing people's graves is a great taboo."

  "Haha, you're just a young punk, are you still thinking of upholding justice? Let me see if you have the ability to do so."

  The old man burst out laughing, but his hands didn't slow down in the slightest. His palms whooshed through the air, even stirring up the surrounding airflow.

  "Dark and powerful master!"

  Ning Yuan narrowed his eyes, not daring to be careless in the slightest, and his hands didn't slow down either. He countered every move, and for a time, he was evenly matched with his opponent.

  "Huh?"

  The old man in the fight couldn't help but exclaim, "Not bad, not bad. A 20-year-old master of dark energy indeed has some skills. No wonder he dares to meddle in other people's business."

  Listening to the old man, Ning Yuan was even more surprised that he still had the leisure to chat and laugh. The opponent fought with him, looking evenly matched, but in fact, he hadn't used his full strength at all.

  He gritted his teeth, not daring to relax for a moment, while the other was laughing and chatting, fighting and talking at the same time, with a clear winner and loser.

  Bang!

  The two men fought for twenty rounds, and Ningyuan was kicked flying by the old man with one careless move, heavily slamming onto the ground.

  "Good job, kid. Your kung fu is not bad, but unfortunately, you're still a bit short of the mark." With one kick, Ningyuan was sent flying, but instead of following up with another attack, the old man stood three meters away from him, chuckling and saying...

  "Where did this master come from?"

  Ningyuan sprang to his feet, feeling the blood and energy churning inside him. The old man's kick was not merciful at all. If he hadn't cultivated internal energy, he would have been unable to avoid that kick earlier. Using his internal energy to protect his chest, he might have lost his combat strength from that one kick.

  Seeing that the other party did not immediately take action, Ning Yuan didn't know whether to cry or laugh. This old man had no malice, but his hands were ruthless; yet if he said he had malice, then why didn't he make a move with one swift motion? Instead, there was a hint of cat-and-mouse playfulness.

  If Ningyuan were just a pure martial arts expert, he might have been helpless at this time and could only be played by his opponent. However, Ningyuan was not only an expert in dark energy but also an expert in the secret method of spiritual consciousness transformation.

  Seeing that his martial arts skills were no match for the opponent, Ning Yuan reached into his pocket and pulled out a Blood Qilin, his eyes fixed on the other person as he said: "If you still don't reveal your identity, then don't blame me for being ruthless."

  "Ruthless underlings?"

  The old man smiled and looked at Ning Yuan with disdain, saying: "I'd like to see what other tricks you have up your sleeve."

  Seeing the old man unmoved, Ning Yuan was also unceremonious. With a single hand gesture, the Blood Qilin in his hand was thrown out with momentum. Instantly, dark winds rose around him, and an invisible dark aura swiftly chopped towards the old man.

  Feeling Ningyuan's attack, the old man's hand somehow had an extra jade plate. The jade plate spun around in the old man's hand and a thick, evil aura rose from it.

  Ningyuan's dark and sinister attack was met with a gust of dark wind rising from the jade plate, instantly dispersing it into nothingness.

  "Are you also a member of the Mystic Sect?" Ning Yuan's face turned cold, his eyes staring at the opponent as he sneered: "A member of the Mystic Sect stealing someone's grave is a violation of the Mystic Sect's Five Commandments."

  "Hmph, what's the point of abstinence or not, in the world of Jianghu, one must speak with real skills, don't try to deceive me with empty words." The old man chuckled and said, as he spun the jade plate in his hand once again.

  As the old man rotated the jade plate in his hand, the entire Tong Garden's gloomy and eerie atmosphere seemed to be stirred up by him. A gust of cold wind blew around Ning Yu within a radius of three meters, while the old man standing three meters away from Ning Yu suddenly seemed to become distant, as if he had moved more than ten meters away.

  Feeling the changes around him, Ning Yuan's astonishment in his heart was beyond measure. He knew that this time he had encountered a real master. From their brief exchange just now, it was highly likely that the old man's martial skills were already at the level of an internal energy expert, and his secret method cultivation had also reached the stage of spiritual transformation.

  Apart from his mastery of the boundary, the old man was also well-versed in the Xuanmen secret techniques. With a flick of his wrist, he could stir up the earth's pulse and summon the surrounding yin evil forces. The scene before him was like reality and illusion intertwined, with the virtual and real blending together.

  Originally, after entering the spiritual realm and taking shape, Ning Yu still had a sense of pride and satisfaction, thinking that in this vast world, he was also considered one of the top masters. However, he didn't expect to encounter such a powerful master in Shangjiang City.

  Judging from the opponent's methods, Ningyuan estimated that even Ershixiong He Zhengxun might not be a match for them. If he didn't have the Blood Qilin, he would have to think of a way to escape by now.

  However, with the Blood Qilin, this thousand-year-old evil device, Ning Yuan, although he didn't dare say that he could subdue his opponent, still had confidence to fight against him and wouldn't retreat without a battle.

  Feeling the increasingly heavy aura of evil around him, Ning Yuan took a deep breath, his spiritual consciousness surging out. His hands suddenly went limp and he violently flung the Blood Qilin in his hand into the air.

  After Xue Qilin left Ningyuan's hands, a loud roar that was like a dragon but not quite, and like a tiger but not quite, echoed clearly in the ears of both Ningyuan and the old man.

  This loud roar was nothing to Ning Yuan, but to the old man it was no less than a thunderclap. The old man's face, which had been full of smiles and calm as wind and clouds, suddenly turned serious, his eyes narrowing slightly. The previous roar had almost shaken his soul, causing him to lose control of his mind.

  A loud roar erupted, and the Blood Qilin in the air was still palm-sized, but in the old man's eyes it suddenly seemed to have turned into a giant several meters high, like a mountain, pressing down fiercely.

  A palm-sized Blood Qilin, like a majestic mountain, fell to the ground one meter away from Ning Yuan, and the surrounding ground even shook slightly.

  With this sudden movement, the old man who was originally ten meters away suddenly appeared three meters away from Ning Yuan, as if he had never moved. The dark and eerie atmosphere around him also became disordered in this shock.

  "A millennium-old evil device, I didn't expect you actually have such a magical artifact."

  The old man's face was solemn, and he coldly snorted: "However, a good treasure is useless if you don't have the ability to wield it. If your abilities are insufficient, even the best things are of no use. Today, this one treasure I will not be polite about taking."

  "That also depends on whether you have the ability."

  Ning Yuan gazed coldly at his opponent, his hands faintly shimmering as his spiritual awareness extended outwards. He stirred the Blood Qilin, and the killing aura around him suddenly grew thick and heavy, converging towards him. The dense killing aura solidified in an instant, materializing into a ferocious tiger right before Ning Yuan's eyes.

  "Spiritual consciousness takes shape!"

  This time, the old man couldn't remain calm anymore. He subconsciously took a few steps back and distanced himself from Ning Yuan, saying in a low voice: "I didn't expect that you, at such a young age, have already entered the realm of Spiritual Awareness Manifestation. A 20-year-old with a Spiritual Awareness Manifestation boundary is truly astonishing."

  As he spoke, a hint of apprehension flashed in the old man's eyes, and he gazed at the Blood Qilin in front of Ning Yuan with a sigh: "With spiritual awareness transformed into a realm, and having a thousand-year-old evil device as a magic tool, even in front of a master with a high yuan god, one can retreat wholeheartedly. This time, old man I admit defeat."

  As he spoke, the old man's jade plate stopped spinning and was withdrawn to his chest, a bitter smile spreading across his face, with a hint of celebration and relief mixed in.

  "Haha, Third Master, I told you earlier that Little Master is talented and shouldn't be underestimated. How's that? Are you convinced now?" Just as the old man withdrew his hand from the jade plate, a bright and clear laughter came from not far away, followed by a figure quickly dashing over to stand beside Ningyuan and the old man.

  "Second Master?"

  Ning Yuan stared at the newcomer in surprise, momentarily stunned, and then suddenly looked at the old man in front of him, a hint of surprise on his face: "Third Brother?" He never thought that this old man was actually Third Brother Yao Xinyan, no wonder he was so formidable.

  "Haha, little brother, nice to meet you for the first time, I'm afraid I've made a fool of myself." Yao Xinyan smiled and nodded at Ning Yuan.

  I knew that the person in front of me was my third senior brother, Yao Xinyan. Ningyuan quickly put away his magic tool and came to Yao Xinyan's side, bowing and saying: "Yesterday, I and second senior brother just heard He Xinyan say that third senior brother might appear at this appraisal meeting, didn't expect to meet you today."

  "Haha, I didn't expect to run into Second Brother and Little Brother today. I was itching for a fight, so I decided to spar with Little Brother. I didn't think that at such a young age, he would already be at the Realm of Spiritual Awareness. Master indeed has a good eye for people."

  While speaking, Yao Xinyuan suddenly collected his smile, clasped his fists and bowed slightly to Ning Yuan, saying in a deep voice: "The unworthy disciple of the Jiuxuan Gate, Yao Xinyuan, has met the new master."

  Dream cup ticket ticket.