The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 388 - 272: The Invitation Card

Chapter 388: Chapter 272: The Invitation Card

Three Gang Refining Experts engaged with Li Yi for merely a brief moment, a moment that decided many things.

After quickly distancing themselves from Li Mansion.

Fan Gao suddenly stopped walking, then clutched his chest and vomited a mouthful of fresh blood; his vitality instantly diminished.

"Brother Fan, how are you?" Qi He and Zhao Mingyue were greatly shocked at this scene.

"It’s nothing, received a punch, couldn’t control my Qi-Blood, got severely injured, but this mouthful of blood should do the trick." Fan Gao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Li Yi’s bravery is unmatched in ages, truly living up to his reputation. His muscles and Fist Power are terrifying, he ripped apart my Zhou Tian Gang Qi in an instant. Clashing fists with someone like him is truly a nightmare for any Martial Artist, no wonder the Family Head warned me to be careful."

"Just now, Li Yi’s fists shone with light, and my family’s Hundred Refinement Gang Qi was instantly shattered. Moreover, this man reacts very quick, his punching speed is astonishing. Even though I took the initiative to attack, every one of his punches precisely countered my Sword Gang. Had it not been for the three of us joining hands, it wouldn’t have just been a punch that suppressed me; I might have been beaten to death on the spot."

Zhao Mingyue said, still feeling the terror from that moment.

Qi He spoke, "I’ve already seen it, Li Yi must have already condensed his Divine Soul and possesses Divine Perception. With his Divine Perception, he can easily capture our attacks; any sneaking attempts are futile against him, coupled with his monstrous muscles and Qi-Blood, it’s simply impossible to beat him."

"He has Divine Perception already? No wonder I was detected before even showing myself, it seems it’s just a matter of time before he breaks into the Refining God Realm," said Fan Gao. "Within half a year, no one in the Four Seas and Eight Continents will be able to match him, by then perhaps only a divine spirit descending to the world can compete with him."

"But even a thousand-year-old ghost cannot suppress this Li Yi for too long, I estimate, maybe four years at most, two years at least, the matter the Family Head is planning could be accomplished. If anyone hesitates now, they might as well wait to be annihilated. I have said all I can, I’ll take my leave first."

With those words, Fan Gao’s whole body was engulfed in Gang Qi, he suddenly soared and vanished into the vast night.

Zhao Mingyue and Qi He’s expressions slightly changed, having understood through this fight that what Fan Gao said was true. The ghost looming over the eight great families was about to become history, just as Fan Wentian had said, the Four Seas and Eight Continents are currently undergoing the greatest changes unseen in a thousand years.

The eight great families can’t stay out of this, nor can they remain unharmed.

If someone fails to seize this opportunity, they truly might be annihilated.

"Qi He, what do you think?" Zhao Mingyue suddenly asked.

At this moment, Qi He smiled and said, "Do you even need to ask? Naturally, we should bet with the Fan Family. Moreover, our four great families should unite even more tightly, band together to lock up the news, and exclude the other four families. The Four Seas and Eight Continents are too small for eight kings; I think four kings are quite enough."

"Haha," Zhao Mingyue couldn’t help but laugh loudly: "Exactly, that’s what we should do. Now we just need to see the attitude of the Meng Family."

After a brief exchange, the two also quickly left.

No one anticipated that this seemingly simple night would ultimately influence the future landscape of the Four Seas and Eight Continents.

At this moment, Li Yi was unaware of this, feeling only that tonight’s skirmish was a test by the major families of his strength. If he hadn’t passed this test, then not only he, but also Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall might have been uprooted overnight.

But having passed this test, Li Yi believed that tomorrow, no matter what conditions he put forward, the major families would agree.

In this world of families, fist talks; without equivalent strength, there’s simply no right to speak.

Upon returning to the mansion, Li Yi saw Rong Niang and Zhao Qian anxiously waiting in the courtyard, relieved to see him safe.

"Senior brother, it’s so good to see you’re alright; who were those people just now? They seem to be up to no good," Rong Niang hurriedly approached and said.

"The major families sent some Gang Refining Realm experts to test my strength," Li Yi calmly stated. "But no worries now, I’ve handled them, and I believe they won’t come to bother us again."

"Three Gang Refining Realm experts?" Zhao Qian heard and nearly lost her balance.

For her, a local person, the Gang Refining Realm was an existence to be revered, and normally in her life as a Martial Artist, one might not even see a single Gang Refining Realm expert.

Could it be that just now, the brief commotion outside was Brother Yi fighting against those three Gang Refining Realm experts one versus three?

Li Yi said, "Tonight I repelled them, tomorrow when I attend the banquet at the City Lord Mansion I should reap some benefits. What should I ask for as compensation?"

"Brother Yi, you really think big. You just fought a life-and-death battle, and yet you’re considering asking for benefits tomorrow," Zhao Qian expressed her worries with a look of concern in her eyes, "Dealing with the noble families is a very dangerous matter, it could easily bring disaster upon oneself. In my opinion, it might be better not to attend the banquet tomorrow, maybe we should find an opportunity to leave and avoid further trouble."

However, Li Yi just laughed heartily, he patted Zhao Qian on the shoulder and said, "Don’t speak so disheartenedly. If three Gang Refining Realm experts couldn’t defeat me, it’s those noble families who should be afraid now. You are taking these families too seriously. The day I advance another realm, no king or millennia-old family will be able to ignore my presence."

Rong Niang sighed and said, "Junior Sister, things have already reached this point, it’s not so easy to just walk away. If the eldest brother can leave, what about Master and all the people at Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall? Why have the major families moved into the small area of Sanyang City? It’s precisely because of Eldest Brother. We can’t retreat now because once we do, our secrets will be exposed, and that’s when the real danger begins."

"Alright, Junior Sister, let’s not talk about this. We should follow Eldest Brother’s decision. Let’s figure out tonight what to ask from the noble families."

"What Rong Niang said is right. Let it be," said Li Yi.

Though he spoke lightly, a sense of caution arose in his heart because he sensed that a storm was coming. However, Li Yi didn’t consider this a major crisis or difficulty, especially compared to being trapped in the Ghost Post Office previously—these issues in the Four Seas and Eight Continents were almost trivial.

"I think what’s most valuable to the noble families is their Martial Arts lineage, from Skin Training and Bone Training, Marrow Training methods, to the Unspoken Secrets of Refining Points and Refining Gang, we should ask for a share, and if there are methods of Refining God, all the better. Each family’s Martial Arts lineage is different, and after obtaining them, the eldest brother can integrate the strengths of each, and refine himself."

"In our eyes, Martial Arts lineages are precious, but to the noble families, they might just be common items," Zhao Qian said, "Brother Yi, don’t forget the last incident of the ghost reducing life span; I believe the noble families definitely have some treasures that can extend life. We should seize the chance to ask for more of these, and can’t miss out on the treasures."

"..."

Inside the room, with the lights all brightly lit, the voices of Rong Niang and Zhao Qian intensely discussing and strategizing for Li Yi could be heard.

But after being reminded, Li Yi thought about the matter of extending life spans.

After using that old, cracked short stick, a mystical item, he had only eighty years of life span left. Although he wasn’t too anxious now, considering he might need to use that mystical item again in the future, replenishing his life span was essential, or else next time, he wouldn’t have much life span left to squander.

"Life Span is indeed very important," Li Yi noted inwardly.

The great families, together with the ghost reducing life span, he didn’t believe these families wouldn’t hold back a portion for themselves. His demand for some wasn’t an unreasonable request—though these life spans were harvested from people across the Four Seas and Eight Continents, once he had advanced further in his cultivation, he certainly intended to resolve the matter of the ghost reducing life span.

"Sister, why not seize the moment to marry a few daughters from these noble families? After marrying, you could be more assured....." All of a sudden, toward the end of their discussion, Rong Niang made such a suggestion.

Li Yi immediately responded, "What kind of good suggestion is that? No more bad ideas, let’s think of something else. Marrying into a family? What era are we in that we’re still playing that game. Besides, I am a disciple of the Bai Bone Temple."

Rong Niang wasn’t upset by the scolding, instead, she smiled slightly, feeling somewhat happy inside because she at least knew her elder brother’s stance—he was very opposed to arranged marriages, and any proposal from the noble families would surely be outright rejected.

After all, if noble families really married into his family, what would her situation be then?

As they discussed, the night quickly passed.

When the morning arrived the next day, a procession of over a dozen luxurious carriages led from the City Lord Mansion arrived and stopped in front of Li Mansion.

Leading the group were Fan Zhizhou and a young woman named Fan Zhi Meng.

They were sent by the Family Head to invite Li Yi to the banquet at the City Lord Mansion.

At this moment, Fan Zhizhou, dressed in brocade robes, opulently splendid, had an excited smile on his face that wouldn’t fade because he knew that once Li Yi returned to Sanyang City, his opportunity to cross into a new realm wasn’t far off.

This ignorant, backward Four Seas and Eight Continents stifled him endlessly.

He was eager to taste that exotic sweetness.

That world, filled with heroes, where strong experts were as common as crucian carp crossing a river, must be wonderful.

"Cousin, stop smiling. You’ve been smiling for two days. Anyone who doesn’t know might think you’ve gone mad," said Fan Zhi Meng coldly, "Quickly hand over the invitation letter. If we miss the appointed hour, be careful of the Family Head’s punishment."

"You’re right to remind me. We must not miss the banquet’s appointed hour," Fan Zhizhou snapped out of it, fixed his appearance slightly, then approached the doorman stationed in front of Li Mansion, handing over the invitation to explain their purpose.