Chapter 795: The Wonders of Physique

The sects participating this time were all top-tier in the Xuanhuang Realm; as long as they agreed, the smaller sects would have no objections.

For Lin Fan, the strength of these sect disciples might still be low, but this was the foundation.

Could it be that the endless human race could not produce peerless geniuses?

Lin Fan was now making arrangements.

The special physique awakened by Wang Xiaoming was like a whip that spurred all kinds of prodigies into action.

Speaking of Wang Xiaoming, Lin Fan really didn't know how that kid was doing now.

With a single thought, sensing everything, an image of Wang Xiaoming appeared in Lin Fan's mind.

At that moment, Wang Xiaoming was cheerfully walking through a dense forest, happily singing a beautiful song.

After leaving the Wang family, Wang Xiaoming was initially quite unaccustomed to it.

Having lost his comfortable life, Wang Xiaoming felt very sad.

But only after leaving did Wang Xiaoming realize that the feeling of venturing out into the world was actually so wonderful.

"Eh?"

At that moment, Wang Xiaoming was startled; he sensed movement ahead. For a coward like Wang Xiaoming, he dared not act recklessly without knowing the situation.

He crept forward stealthily, hiding behind a giant tree, his sly eyes fixed straight ahead.

"In the dense grove, a man and a woman sneaking around—they don't look like good people at all."

"But this girl is quite good-looking, though the man beside her is somewhat unsightly—a perfect case of a flower planted in cow dung."

Wang Xiaoming was furious. Here he was, such a handsome man, all alone and miserable outside, while this guy actually had a girl accompanying him—it was simply unscientific.

"Junior Brother, if it weren't for you, we probably wouldn't have escaped from Zhan Lie." The woman's pretty face carried a hint of tension, the aftermath of a narrow escape.

"Hmph, I never thought he would be so insane as to want to kill us for a treasure." The young man was not old, but his expression was resolute, and a glint flashed in his eyes.

This trip to the secret realm was fraught with danger, but it brought many benefits, especially a bottle of precious divine medicine.

This divine medicine was the legendary Marrow Cleansing Pill, said to wash and refine the body.

Once taken, it could heal hidden injuries and improve one's martial arts aptitude.

Yu Fei vigilantly observed the surroundings, not missing even a blade of grass or a rustle.

Now carrying a heavy treasure, Yu Fei was naturally extremely tense.

"Senior Sister, let's split it half and half. This Marrow Cleansing Pill has infinite wonders; swallowing it will bring endless benefits to our future martial arts." Yu Fei said.

"Mm, once we return to the sect this time, we must report Zhan Lie's crimes to the sect." The senior sister said indignantly.

If it weren't for her junior brother's miraculous life-saving methods, they would have died at Zhan Lie's hands long ago.

But what intrigued her was that the martial arts her junior brother displayed were not from the sect's teachings; it seemed he had encountered another opportunity outside.

"So that's it. They're being hunted for carrying a heavy treasure. Hehe, not bad, not bad." Wang Xiaoming now had an idea: treasures belong to those who can claim them, and since he had encountered them, he naturally couldn't let them go.

According to Wang Xiaoming's initial assessment, these two were not as strong as him, so he had a good chance.

"Ouch, damn it, these two aren't planning to use the treasure, are they?" Seeing the situation before him, Wang Xiaoming couldn't stand it anymore. If the treasure was used, he would be at a loss.

Whoosh!

In an instant, Wang Xiaoming's body turned into a rainbow, charging toward the two.

"Your treasure belongs to me!"

Wang Xiaoming let out a long roar!

"Senior Sister, be careful!" Yu Fei's expression changed as he swiftly turned over. They had fought fiercely with Zhan Lie and were severely injured; now someone else was attacking, which made their hearts tremble.

"Steal the Peach!"

Wang Xiaoming was thoroughly familiar with this move—it was a family heirloom technique of the Wang family, and even Uncle Lin had used it.

So for Wang Xiaoming, how could he not practice such a superb technique!

Bang!

Fast as it was, Wang Xiaoming struck with extraordinary momentum!

Yu Fei's expression turned cold as he used protective qi, thinking it would block the attack, but that was nothing but a dream.

Bang!

Ah!

A piercing scream shook the heavens.

Yu Fei's face changed, turning deathly pale, his expression one of disbelief—that single move had directly broken through his protective qi.

"Hehe! Feels good, doesn't it?"

Wang Xiaoming's figure appeared, and seeing Yu Fei's pained expression, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Who are you?" Yu Fei hadn't expected to lose so quickly; that one move left him without any power to resist.

But Wang Xiaoming hadn't fully mastered this move yet; if he had Lin Fan's level of skill, Yu Fei would have already collapsed to the ground.

Wang Xiaoming chuckled and said domineeringly,

"Listen up, I am the eldest young master of the Wang family. Hand over the treasure you mentioned right now."

"Junior Brother, are you okay?"

The senior sister looked at Yu Fei with concern, then stared warily at Wang Xiaoming.

She hadn't expected that just after escaping from Zhan Lie, they would encounter another treasure-seeker.

"I'm fine."

Yu Fei waved his hand, but his pale face didn't look good.

"Little lady, your junior brother is so useless; it seems he can't protect you. How about following me instead?" Wang Xiaoming leered at the girl, teasing her with words, feeling a great sense of satisfaction.

"Bastard!"

Yu Fei roared, his figure flickering as he charged at Wang Xiaoming.

"Hehe! Though your strength isn't bad, the gap in our cultivation levels is not something you can cross. Since you don't know when to quit, don't blame me."

Wang Xiaoming moved swiftly, his hands like dragons, shifting left and right; one hand reached out with ghostly, unpredictable power.

"Ah!"

"It hurts! Let go!"

Yu Fei screamed miserably, his face alternating between pale and green, extremely ugly.

"Hehe, not impressive at all. Looks big and tall, but it's so small."

Wang Xiaoming laughed loudly, gripping tightly and refusing to let go.

"Harder!"

Wang Xiaoming increased his strength, and Yu Fei screamed again.

"Junior Brother!"

"Little lady, don't come over, or else that place of yours might suffer too." Wang Xiaoming said with a lecherous grin, his eyes scanning the girl's chest.

"You!"

"Bastard, don't insult my senior sister!" Yu Fei roared in fury, but the pain left him powerless to resist.

"Kid, stop your nonsense. You can't even protect yourself, and you're worried about your senior sister? Take care of yourself first." Wang Xiaoming said with a laugh, then snatched the bottle of medicine.

Slap!

Wang Xiaoming stepped on Yu Fei, pinning him underfoot, and burst into laughter.

"Haha!"

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Yu Fei, trampled underfoot, had a ferocious expression. Being stepped on was a humiliation he had never experienced.

"Stop cursing, kid. You're too weak. Falling into my hands means this is your fate." Wang Xiaoming laughed loudly.

What Wang Xiaoming didn't know was that the more arrogant he became, the more his body emitted a strange aura.

This aura was colorless and odorless, but when it drifted to Yu Fei, it was absorbed.