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Chapter 5: Poison Dagger Martial Soul

At night, Xiao Yi stopped practicing.

Through the window sill, I looked at the stars and the moon in the sky.

The stars and moon are no different from those of the earth.

The only difference is my own soul.

Perhaps, there is one more thing. Xiao Yi looked at Yiyi who opened the door and walked in with food in her hands, and smiled.

"Master, it's time to eat." Yiyi said sweetly.

"Yeah." Xiao Yi nodded.

After a day of practice, the true energy in the body has become stronger and stronger, but it has not yet broken through the third level of the mortal realm.

Martial arts training is very difficult.

Warriors with poor qualifications will find it difficult to break through to the day after tomorrow throughout their lives.

Even in the Xiao family, there are many adults who are still in the mortal realm.

Once you break through to the day after tomorrow, you will automatically be promoted to family deacon and have a certain say in the family, second only to the elders.

As for the deacons, there are only dozens of people in the Xiao family, which is so big.

If there were not those three body tempering pills today, it would probably take more time for Xiao Yi to advance to the second level of the mortal realm.

Although he possesses a purple martial spirit, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is very thin after all, and it is far slower than the speed of directly absorbing the power of the pill.

"It would be nice if there were more body tempering pills." Xiao Yi thought to himself.

Of course, I just thought that although the Body Tempering Pill is only a first-grade pill, it is not cheap, with a total of twelve pills.

An ordinary family of three cannot afford five taels of silver for a month's living expenses.

Even a child of a big family like the Xiao family only has twenty taels of pocket money a month.

In other words, with my own money, I cannot buy two Body Tempering Pills in a month.

"At this rate, it will take at least four or five days to break through to the third level of the mortal realm." Xiao Yi was a little troubled.

If his thoughts were heard by other Xiao family children, they would be scolded as perverts.

You must know that it will take at least several months, or even longer, for even a child of the Xiao family to break through to the first level in the mortal realm.

Even Xiao Ruohan, a famous genius of the Xiao family, who possesses a powerful Huang-level martial spirit, took a full month to break through from the second level of the mortal realm to the third level.

The biggest reason why martial spirit determines the future of a warrior is the speed at which it absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, thus affecting the speed of cultivation.

The more advanced the martial spirit, the faster it can be cultivated.

"Yiyi, what are you doing?" Xiao Yi suddenly saw Yiyi turning away and shouted.

"Master, I'll go back to the kitchen to eat." Yiyi replied timidly.

In the past, Xiao Yi never allowed Yiyi to eat at the same table. Moreover, only the worst leftovers would be left in the kitchen for Yiyi.

Yiyi never has enough to eat.

"Sit down and eat together." Xiao Yi said.

"But, Master, you said that Yiyi is ugly and eating with you will affect your mood, so..."

"Sit down when I ask you to, what nonsense." Xiao Yi scolded.

Yiyi sat down timidly, with a look of uneasiness on her face.

"Put some vegetables to eat." Xiao Yi said when he saw Yiyi eating rice with her head covered.

"Oh." Yiyi glanced at Xiao Yi fearfully, and found that Xiao Yi was not looking at him, so she carefully picked up some food.

"Put in meat too." Xiao Yi almost died of anger, Yiyi really just put in vegetables.

Although Yiyi is a bit naturally stupid, she is not slow.

On the contrary, Yiyi Bingxue was smart, smart and pleasant when she was a child.

However, she was always cautious in front of Xiao Yi.

Suddenly, Xiao Yi put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, glanced at Yiyi lightly, and said, "I'll give you ten seconds to finish the rest of the meal."

"Ah?" Yiyi was stunned for a moment, and without thinking much, she immediately started to devour the food.

Just ten seconds later, the bowl of rice was emptied, but there were still a lot of dishes on the table.

"I don't want the rest, clean up and go back to the kitchen." Xiao Yi's tone became commanding.

"Yeah." Yiyi still had a big mouthful of rice in her mouth that she couldn't swallow, so she could only say a vague hum, and then quickly put away the dishes.

When she left, she was a little sad.

"I was kicked out by the young master. Did I affect the young master's mood? The young master didn't eat much. The young master will be hungry tonight." Although Yiyi felt a little sad, she still thought about Xiao Yi first.

Food and clothing.

....

In the room, Xiao Yi suddenly stood up and stretched.

"This is the first time I have met a peer in this world, but it seems that his methods are terrible." Xiao Yi grinned with a sneer.

"Come out, aren't you tired after watching on the roof for so long?" Xiao Yi seemed to be talking to himself.

With a whooshing sound, a figure jumped down from the roof. It was a middle-aged man, wearing a set of night clothes, with a ferocious scar on his face, and his face was filled with murderous intent.

"Did you find me?" the middle-aged man asked doubtfully, a little surprised.

Xiao Yi did not answer and asked directly, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man sneered and said, "You're just a waste at the second level of the mortal realm. I will tell you out of mercy to prevent you from knowing who's hands you died in. My name is Yang Fu."

"Yang Fu?" This person's name was in Xiao Yi's memory.

Yang Fu, nicknamed ‘Poison Dagger’, is a ninth-level mortal warrior and a famous killer in Ziyun City.

This man's whereabouts are secretive and his methods are ruthless. For money, he can assassinate anyone for his employer, leaving many lives on his hands.

"It turns out to be a poison dagger. With your concealment methods, you can actually become a famous killer. Tsk, tsk." Xiao Yi said disdainfully.

Indeed, in the eyes of Xiao Yi, the former king of the killer world, Yang Fu's concealment methods were extremely crude and inferior.

During the meal, just when Yang Fu came to the roof to ambush, Xiao Yi had already discovered him, and then found an excuse to let Yiyi leave.

In the past, Xiao Yi could kill such a low-class killer with just one slap. But now, it's very troublesome.

"Who asked you to help?" Xiao Yi asked.

"Why bother asking when someone is about to die?" Yang Fu sneered.

"I know even if you don't tell me, there are only a few people who want my life. And the only one who can afford to hire a famous killer like you is Xiao Ruohan." Xiao Yi said.

Yang Fu frowned, a little surprised, and said, "It seems that the Xiao family's famous trash is not as simple as it seems."

Although he didn't say it explicitly, he actually acquiesced.

"However, that's all. Collect money from people to help them eliminate disasters. Since I have collected money, I can't let you live to see the sun tomorrow." After Yang Fu said this, he walked towards Xiao Yi step by step.

He didn't want to cause trouble. After all, this was the Xiao family, one of the three major families in Ziyun City. There were many innate and acquired warriors in the family.

Xiao Yimi raised her eyes and looked at Yang Fu who was getting closer, without feeling panic.

The gap between the second level and the ninth level of the mortal realm is huge.

At the second level of the mortal realm, the meager amount of true energy in the body can at most be enough for a warrior to hit a hundred kilograms of force.

At the ninth level of the mortal realm, this is a strong man who is only one step away from entering the acquired realm. He can easily hit several thousand kilograms, or even more.

Anyone else would have been frightened and overwhelmed by this moment.

But Xiao Yi was used to seeing strong winds and waves, so naturally he would not panic.

If you can't defeat the enemy, you can only outsmart him. With your five skills of form, mind, and combat experience, and adding some means, you should be able to save your life and delay time for the time being.

Once there is a big commotion here, the innate elders in the family will immediately sense it and rush over.

"Drink." Xiao Yi gave a low drink and assumed a fighting posture.

"Tsk." Yang Fu sneered disdainfully, and a dark dagger suddenly appeared in his hand.

This is his martial spirit, 'Poison Dagger', with a yellow level.

A warrior with a weapon soul can consume the true energy in his body, temporarily condense the projection of the martial soul, and use it for several purposes, displaying extremely strong combat power.

"Yang Fu, this is the Xiao family, and I am the young master. If you kill me, are you not afraid of the Xiao family's revenge?" Xiao Yi asked coldly, looking for Yang Fu's flaw in his eyes.

"Retaliation? Haha, you, the children of a big family, are born under the protection of your family, have a lot of cultivation resources, and practice quickly."

"But ordinary warriors like me have to work hard every day, even risk their lives, in order to obtain training resources."

"Otherwise, with my Huang-level martial spirit, I would have already broken through to the acquired or even innate realm at this moment, and would still be at the ninth level of the mortal realm."

"Hmph, your life is worth a lot of money. With this reward, I can buy more pills, and I will soon be able to break through the day after tomorrow. If I can escape by then, your Xiao family will not be able to do anything to me."

Yang Fu has long been twisted in his heart and is full of hatred and hostility towards family members like Xiao Yi.

"Don't worry, my poison dagger is very toxic. As long as you get some of it, you will die quickly and you won't be in pain for a long time." Yang Fu smiled sadly.

He had already arrived one meter in front of Xiao Yi. He had always been confident, and it was easy for him to kill a second-level mortal.

"Go to hell." Yang Fu stabbed Xiao Yi fiercely with his dagger.

Xiao Yi's eyes flashed, and his body twisted strangely, barely escaping the assassination attempt.
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