The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 302 - 207 Displaying True Strength

Chapter 302: Chapter 207 Displaying True Strength

Li Yi was now actively revealing the deficiencies in Yang Yilong’s boxing techniques after Yang Yilong’s death. His purpose was to prevent the Yang Family from selling the techniques for profit, and he simultaneously declared that he, as the rightful owner, had to stand up and rectify the name of the boxing techniques.

After tonight, once the news of the flaws in the boxing techniques spread, not only would the Yang Family’s techniques become worthless, but they would also face refund demands from other cultivators.

No one wants to cultivate a problematic technique.

"It seems that Yang Yilong’s loss was indeed well-deserved, he probably never knew there was a problem with the boxing techniques he cultivated until his death," Li Shaqing chuckled at the moment and then looked at Li Yi, thinking that this guy was indeed crafty.

Such important information was kept until now, not a word had leaked while Yang Yilong was alive.

Really good at keeping secrets.

Li Yi spoke calmly at this time, "The boxing techniques I learned at great risk are mine to teach to whomever I wish. Originally, when Yang Yilong demanded them and I refused, my life was in danger, so at the time, there was no other way. But now that Yang Yilong is dead, these matters are no longer important. However, I heard that the Yang Family is selling my techniques everywhere for 30 million a piece, which is truly shameful."

"If I don’t stand up and clarify this now, it would be a slap in my own face."

"Li Yi, rest assured, after today’s event, I, as the vice president of the Cultivation Association, will issue a statement to clear up the matter of the Yang Family’s fraudulent boxing techniques," Li Shaqing said seriously at the moment.

Now that Yang Yilong was dead and Li Yi was rising, naturally, he had to give some face.

Although he would soon be entering Golden Academy, Li Yi was also a newcomer with great potential. Perhaps he might enter there in the future as well, and building a good relationship with him could be mutually beneficial.

"If the vice president can do this, it would really be a great help to me. Thank you," Li Yi nodded gratefully.

Li Shaqing smiled, "It’s just a small matter, not worth mentioning. But now, we need to consider how to complete today’s mission."

After speaking, he pointed to the nearby Wangmen District.

No one dared to enter Wangmen District, the higher one was in the Spiritual Realm, the more they could sense the danger within, but the mission had progressed to this point, with only one district left uncleaned. To retreat now would render the mission meaningless; they must find a reliable way to deal with the situation.

Master Pete had already made a suggestion to the Investigative Bureau, to use weapons to destroy Wangmen District. If well-controlled, there would be no impact on the surrounding areas of the old town.

At that moment, Master Pete walked out from another street in the old district, with a person following him.

The person was tall, wearing a trench coat, with a scar on his forehead, and exuded an aura of dignity and steadiness.

Squad Leader Zhang Lei?

The moment Li Shaqing saw Zhang Lei, he was startled. He remembered clearly that Zhang Lei was injured and had been lying in a coma in the hospital for some time, and after consulting with many medical companies, the conclusion was his soul had suffered a severe injury, and ordinary medical methods were useless, so he couldn’t be cured.

Why was he appearing in the old district today?

"Zhang Lei, your soul injury... is healed?" Li Shaqing felt a hint of strangeness.

There are means to heal a soul injury in the Investigative Bureau?

"Not completely, but I should be able to move normally," Zhang Lei coughed twice, looking somewhat frail.

Li Yi understood immediately. A single Resurrection Pill was not enough to completely heal Zhang Lei’s soul injury. It could only wake him and restore his mobility. To fully recover, probably two or three elixirs would be needed.

"That’s good. With the squad leader joining the operation, it will probably be completed smoothly," Li Shaqing said.

Zhang Lei responded, "I hope so."

Then he looked at Li Yi again, "I heard that you have killed Yang Yilong?"

"Does the squad leader think Yang Yilong should not have been killed?" Li Yi asked.

Zhang Lei smiled, "No, I’ve wanted to kill him for a long time. Yang Yilong was an unstable factor, and both Pete and I have been wanting to deal with that guy for a while. We just never found the right opportunity or reason. As you know, as the squad leader of the Investigative Bureau, I have to consider the implications of my actions, or else he wouldn’t have been able to leave the Investigative Bureau’s gates."

"Li Yi, your defeat of Yang Yilong honestly gave me a surprise. That guy was not simple; within the Cultivation Circle of Tianchang City, there wasn’t a single Spiritual Perception Master who dared claim they could defeat him in one fell swoop. It seems your strength has improved rapidly during the time I was in a coma."

He was quite satisfied with Li Yi’s performance and strength; at least there would be someone in the future to assume responsibility in the Investigative Bureau.

"Yang Yilong was indeed strong; I nearly met my end trying to kill him," Li Yi said, lifting one of his hands.

Although the bleeding had stopped on his palm, a deep, bone-deep sword scar was still alarming to see.

He was almost left with one less arm by Yang Yilong.

"Life and death battles are certainly fraught with danger, but let’s not talk about this anymore and focus on Wangmen District. Master Pete has already suggested we destroy the district directly, once and for all, saving us cultivators the risk of facing those evil creatures. It’s a good strategy, as long as the Investigative Bureau agrees," Zhang Lei said, then glanced at the dimly lit, old district, also frowning.

No wonder Master Pete made such a suggestion; in the old town riddled with Walking Corpses and monsters, the presence of one calm and normal district unsettled everyone.

It’s more rational to use weapons than to risk the lives of masters just to test the waters.

"Let’s wait half an hour for a clear reply from the Investigative Bureau before we act," Zhang Lei said after observing the district for a while.

Everyone fell silent, consenting to the plan.

During that half-hour, more and more cultivators gradually made their way to the vicinity of Wangmen District. Their smooth operation was thanks to Li Shaqing, Li Yi, Peter, and Zhang Lei arriving first and taking the pressure off them; otherwise, their actions wouldn’t have been so successful.

"Gu Mengping, you’re here too? Not staying home playing video games anymore?" Zhang Lei spotted a familiar face.

"Zhang Lei?"

Gu Mengping’s expression changed, then he said with a smile, "No way, I have to compete for a spot at Golden Academy, so naturally I need to be proactive. I also want to become a Cross-border someday. Once I cross into a world that’s beyond gaming technology, I’ll just stay there and never leave, and you won’t have to see me ever again."

"Haha, a world beyond gaming technology? Do you think such an absurd world exists?" Zhang Lei laughed heartily.

"You never know," Gu Mengping said, and then his smile faded as he turned to look at Li Yi who was not far away.

But just one glance made his eyelids twitch involuntarily.

Li Yi was simply sitting there casually, his body radiating red light, his Qi-Blood towering into the sky like smoke from a wolf’s signal crest, looking particularly mystical through the eyes of an Evolver. Even without getting close, one could feel a scorching breath coming toward them as if he himself was a furnace radiating astonishing heat.

"What on earth is going on with you? Last time I saw you in the old city district, you were just an ordinary Cultivator in the inspiration realm. This time... it’s like you’re burning yourself, bursting with unimaginable life force," Gu Mengping said, eyeing Li Yi with a hint of wariness.

"I don’t want to tell you," Li Yi glanced at him, his expression cold.

Gu Mengping was initially annoyed, but quickly realized that Li Yi was no longer the same person after crushing Yang Yilong and rising to fame. His strength was now on par with, no, even surpassing that of a Master of Spiritual Perception, so naturally, he had the right to be a bit disdainful.

"Any method that boosts strength in a short time comes with a price. To have pushed a Cultivator from the inspiration realm to defeat Yang Yilong, Li Yi, the price you paid must not be small. Compared to before, your flesh and blood seem to have dried up, and you look much leaner," Gu Mengping said with a smile, his words directly pinpointing Li Yi’s current condition.

Everyone looked over.

Indeed, that was the case.

Li Yi now seemed even leaner than before, yet his aura had grown stronger, which was quite unusual.

"You don’t seem to be expressing your concern with those words," said Li Yi.

He was currently in the midst of the Blood Burning Technique, experiencing extreme bodily exhaustion. As for the price, of course there was one—a mere ten years of lifespan—but he could afford it.

Yet his strength didn’t come from the Blood Burning Technique; it came from unlocking six major acupoints, turning him into an Evolver in the Refining Realm.

Of course, he wouldn’t disclose this fact.

"No, I’m thinking that you can’t maintain this state for long, and once this method wears off, your strength will return to the inspiration realm. Normally, I wouldn’t say anything, but right now, everyone is completing missions and competing for spots at Golden Academy. Your approach does have some hints of cheating," Gu Mengping said.

"If you doubt my strength, why not come and verify it yourself?"

Li Yi slowly stood up: "Gu Mengping, don’t think I don’t know about your ties to Yang Yilong. You’re upset with me for killing him, right? No problem, if you want revenge for Yang Yilong, just come at me. After all, killing one is killing, and killing two is the same."

"There’s no need to verify. We are all field agents of the investigation bureau; there’s no need for conflict," Gu Mengping said. "What I said just now was a bit inappropriate, I can apologize to you."

"What do I need your apology for? Take my punch, and we can act like nothing ever happened."

Li Yi suddenly shouted, his voice ringing like a large bell being struck, vibrating with Jin Qi that caused a buzzing in the ears of those nearby.

The next moment.

His Qi-Blood erupted, Divine Power released, and his entire being charged forth like an Extraordinary Creature. In the blink of an eye, a pair of glowing vertical pupils had locked onto Gu Mengping.

He didn’t want to give too many explanations.

Demonstrating strength was the best way to silence others.

The Fist Gang surged and coalesced in that instant, the air shattered, emitting a thunderous roar comparable to that of lightning.

Thunder God’s Hammer!

A killer move, unleashed without holding back; this punch was even fiercer and more ferocious than the one he had used against Yang Yilong.

Gu Mengping’s pupils shrank suddenly.

His Spiritual Sense was frantically sounding an alarm.

Not just his, but at the moment Li Yi made his move, everyone’s Spiritual Sense triggered a dangerous signal, comparable to facing an extraordinary M200 sniper rifle—if careless, it could be fatal.

"Li Yi!" Zhang Lei shouted, trying to stop him and to show mercy, so as not to cause a fatality.

Otherwise, this situation would be difficult to manage.

"Can’t take it head-on, or I might have to bow out early today..." Gu Mengping’s heart trembled as he relied on the reaction speed and agility of the Spiritual Realm to swiftly retreat and distance himself from Li Yi’s punch.

"Boom!"

No sooner had Gu Mengping pulled one foot back than the spot where he had been standing was blasted with a rumble.

The hardened concrete ground instantly rose upon the impact of a terrifying force; the wild wind and air waves scattered, the mere aftermath unsettling to witness.

Everyone was startled.

If such a punch landed, how could anyone survive?