Taiyi Dao Fruit

"This senior brother."

Jiang Li quietly affixed several Featherweight Talismans onto himself, and stood on the wooden plank as light as a swallow, appearing as if he was Feng riding the wind, ready to ride it away at any moment, with an extraordinary presence.

He asked with a face full of curiosity, "Let's not talk about your search for Cao Xuande, or what it has to do with me, Jiang Li. Just tell me, what's the basis for calling me despicable and shameless?"

Why was he being called shameless?

Of course, it was because he did not adhere to martial virtues and specialized in attacking the lower regions.

But was that something that could be said out loud?

Whether Jiang Li would get into trouble if it were said, this senior brother didn't know, but for himself and the others who had been attacked at their vital points, it was utterly embarrassing. From then on, stepping outside would mean seeing people giggling at him, and who knows, they might even start questioning his abilities.

Could he say it?

He couldn't!

The senior brother who spoke up turned a mixture of green and purple, wanting to loudly declare the despicable and shameless acts of Jiang Li but finding himself unable to speak. In the end, several others resolved his predicament.

Several arms reached out from underneath the water, like ghosts dragging him down, to prevent him from really spilling the beans.

"Heh, so young," said Jiang Li with a slight smile upon witnessing this.

They want vengeance against him without even having the resolve to face social death?

He hadn't even used the mutated version of the Bending Flower Hand that he'd stolen from Senior Sister Gongsun.

Thinking back to his own experience that was close to fainting, Jiang Li felt a phantom pain in his waist once more.

That incident was perhaps the closest Jiang had ever come to failure, and the most miserable experience he'd had in his life. As Jiang had never suffered so greatly before, he felt it was necessary to make others understand this kind of pain.

Hence, Jiang Li used the records in the Karma Collection and his own knowledge of the Bending Flower Hand Magic Door to deduce and stealthily learn this move.

He planned to combine the Bending Flower Hand with this move to create a peerless and shocking technique that would astonish the heavens and even make ghosts and gods weep.

With ease, he quelled the dissatisfaction of the doubting senior brothers and unnoticeably pushed the wooden plank with his telekinesis, slowly drifting towards the shore.

However, just then, a streak of lightning entered his field of vision, leaving behind afterimages as it surged across the sky with astonishing speed towards Jiang Li.

"Five Thunders Five Thunders, meet in haste, Yellow Energy, the transformation is boundless; the thunder roars with speed, come upon the call, and swiftly emit the Yang's voice."

The swift incantation was carried by the wind, and the dazzling Thunder Light struck Jiang Li's face with incredible speed.

With the current state of the Six Ding and Six Jia Protection Talisman, it definitely couldn't block this bolt of Thunder Light.

In that instant, Jiang Li's spiritual energy concentrated sharply, and the shadow of a serpent roared out from his pupils.

"Yin Talisman Seven Skills·Real Intent Technique Python."

The shadow of the Python entered the sword in his hand, and with the rapidity of thought, he maneuvered the Mo Wu Battle Box to quickly reform and instantly materialized a shield to block the Thunder Light.

"Boom!"

The Thunder Light collided with the shield, sparking several streaks of electricity, and the violent force shook Jiang Li off the wooden plank, making him fly backward while tingles spread through his palms, filling him with awe.

'Thunder Technique!'

Undoubtedly, it was the Thunder Technique, the foremost combat Magic Door among all spells.

With this thought flashing through his mind and astonishment filling him, just as he was about to hit the water's surface, another figure suddenly appeared.

On the lake's surface, a bamboo raft sped like lightning, with Luu Wangji gripping a long pole and paddling left and right; his robust True Qi ensured that each exertion propelled the raft forward several yards, and in no time, he had closed within thirty feet.

The words fleetingly crossed the screen of Karma Collection, and Jiang Li made a snap decision, controlling the Mo Wu Battle Box to rapidly morph. The cogs and gears within buzzed nonstop, and an Ink Snake formed in an instant.

At the same time, Luu Wangji stepped on the bamboo raft, splitting it into pieces, his body rising like a Wandering Dragon, soaring into the sky, his Divine Light flickering as his momentum surged violently.

This was unmistakably the "Patrol the Four Directions" from the Eighth Grade Merit Dao Fruit.

During the time Jiang Li was made to ponder upon his mistakes facing a wall, Luu Wangji, who had already fully fused with the Ninth Grade Dao Fruit, seized the opportunity to advance. He was now an Eighth Grade Merit, his power even more vigorous, bolstered by Dao Fruit Ability.

"Controlled Cranes."

Mid-air, Luu Wangji thrust his palms out, emitting a force as unstoppable as mountains collapsing, an irresistible momentum.

"Go."

The Ink Snake slithered behind him, springing to life as it launched into the air, carrying with it the full force of Jiang Li's Spiritual Power and purified True Qi, striking across the wild tempest.

"Boom!"

The Qi Force emptied the space, currents swirling, as the "Control Crane Skill" collided with the "Real Intent Technique Python". The Ink Snake countered the overwhelming True Qi, instantly exploding a surge of airwaves in the sky. A powerful gust struck Jiang Li from behind.

Ahead, the remnant shadow flitted, electric sparks wildly streaking, and in an instant, killed its way back to the front of Jiang Li, joining Luu Wangji in a pincer attack.

In this moment, Jiang Li truly found himself at a disadvantage.

Luu Wangji had already ascended to the Eighth Rank; the remnant shadow was also estimated to be of the Eighth Rank. Both possessed their inheritances. They might not have the Realm of Ye Yuqi and other Eighth Rank Inner Sect Disciples, but in terms of sheer power, they were arguably superior.

At this juncture, Jiang Li was forced to unleash his full force. His breathing suddenly grew incredibly deep and long. He lifted his hands with palms up from his abdomen to his chest and inhaled sharply.

Suddenly, a noticeable void appeared around him in an area of a square zhang, this single breath seeming to have sucked in all the air within the vicinity. Even the remnant shadow's silhouette faltered, experiencing a sense of suffocation.

What kind of breath control could create such a sight, such voracious breathing? Could it not blow his lungs apart?

"Woo~ hoo~"

A deep and resonant inhale and exhale. The air drawn into his body, mixed with the waste, expelled together, along with the full burst of Jiang Li's True Qi, and the wild release of Spiritual Power.

Essence, Qi, and Spirit, the three forces unleashed simultaneously creating a tangible wave of air with Jiang Li at its center, sweeping in all directions—the striking Thunder Light shattered upon hitting the airwave, fragmenting on impact.

After all, it was not the genuine thunder and lightning of heaven and earth, but rather a transformation of True Qi, and with the opponent's current strength and Realm, they were yet to fully manifest the ultimate domination of the Thunder Technique.

The Thunder Light disintegrated, and the great force hit the shadow, revealing a young man in a green robe looking at Jiang Li incredulously, mouth agape to speak, only to be swept up and carried away by the airwave.

The raging True Qi storm from behind was also ruptured, the white surge of air colliding against Luu Wangji, rolling his True Qi back, his blood and Qi in turmoil, and he plummeted like a kite with a broken string.

"Impossible! How can he be so strong?"

Luu Wangji cried out in disbelief.

In two months, he had made remarkable progress, not only advancing to the Eighth Rank but also further enhancing his Power, supplemented by the Dao Fruit Ability.

Yet Jiang Li, who two months prior was inferior to Luu Wangji in Power, only managing to defeat him through opportunistic tactics, now surpassed him in pure strength—how could that not astonish him?

But reality is reality, and it does not alter itself for Luu Wangji's disbelief; right now, Jiang Li was indeed stronger.

With a single breath, Jiang Li had repelled both attackers. Without pausing or minding the momentary weakness caused by the full-force outburst, he channeled his full power, making the Ink Snake coil around him and plunge towards where Luu Wangji had fallen.

'Qi Tomb!'

Jiang Li was surrounded by white and crystal transparency, the area around his chest and abdomen becoming completely see-through, his sensitivity to the Qi Mechanism reaching its peak.

'Come to me!'