My power increases 100 Jin a Day

Tang Yuan muttered.

"Go to Yiling Small City."

Jiang Shi said.

"Yes."

Tang Yuan responded blankly and immediately walked out.

"Wait, where is your Tower Master now? Not also in Yiling Small City, right?"

Jiang Shi suddenly asked.

"No, the Tower Master is meditating at Qianlong Temple, far from the city."

Tang Yuan muttered in response.

"That’s good, let’s get moving as soon as possible."

Jiang Shi smiled.

The two then quickly left the place, and under the guidance of Tang Yuan, they hurriedly made their way towards the neighboring Yiling Small City.

Just like in Xuanwu City earlier, upon entering the stronghold in Yiling Small City, Jiang Shi wasted no time and gathered all the medicinal materials in the treasury.

After looting this stronghold, it was still not enough.

Jiang Shi ordered Tang Yuan to take him directly to the third city.

Thus, the two moved quickly, nonstop, heading from one city to another.

One after another, the Loyal and Righteous Tower’s strongholds were swiftly plundered by Jiang Shi.

All the treasures accumulated over the years inside were emptied quickly by Jiang Shi, all stored into his ring.

His wealth was rapidly skyrocketing.

In no time, seven strongholds were consecutively looted, and enough materials for five Blood God Pills were gathered.

Finally, Jiang Shi stopped completely.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to continue looting, but all seven major strongholds in the southern part of Central State had been plundered, and going further would mean entering the heart of Central State.

To him, the heart of Central State was by no means a safe place.

Having continuously looted seven strongholds, he might have already raised suspicions, and if he alerted the unfathomable Tower Master of the Loyal and Righteous Tower, he would definitely suffer losses.

Therefore, Jiang Shi decisively halted.

Gazing at Tang Yuan, who was still in a daze, Jiang Shi’s face held a trace of a smile. He pinched her chin and said, "What an extraordinary beauty, I feel pity for you. It’s such a shame, it’s a pity, if only we weren’t enemies."

Thud!

Without any hesitation, he pressed a finger against Tang Yuan’s forehead. In an instant, Tang Yuan’s mind collapsed, her vision dimmed, and her slender, fair body fell to the ground, motionless.

"Let’s go."

With a flash of his body, Jiang Shi disappeared from the place, going as far away as possible.

...

At the same time.

Deep in the mountain forest.

A secluded, tranquil ancient monastery.

The tall and imposing Tower Master of the Loyal and Righteous Tower, dressed in a black robe, sat cross-legged on a cushion, facing the ancient lamp and Buddha, with a peaceful expression, cultivating his mind.

He had cultivated for a thousand years, and his strength was profound, with countless people having died by his hands.

In the distant past, he single-handedly caused endless massacres, stirring up chaos across the world, and later washed his hands of it all, retiring from Jianghu.

Every now and then, he would come to this Qianlong Temple, for a quiet retreat, to gain a moment of peace.

The bell rang, clear and melodious.

In the vast snowy landscape, it exuded a unique tranquility.

Outside, footsteps sounded, slightly hurried, pattering loudly.

It seemed someone was rushing here at an extremely fast speed, obviously anxious, as if facing some great panic.

Soon, a white-robed man appeared, his face pale, seeing the Tower Master sitting in front, he hurriedly walked over.

"Something’s happened, Tower Master, Tang Yuan’s Soul Lamp extinguished, the seven southern strongholds were ransacked, and everything in the treasury is gone."

"What did you say?"

The black-robed middle-aged man seemed not to hear clearly, his face startled.

"Tang Yuan is dead, the seven southern strongholds were ransacked, and everything in the treasury is gone!"

The white-robed man spoke with difficulty, repeating himself.

"Who did it?"

The black-robed middle-aged man finally reacted, his face shocked and angry, he questioned.

"It was Tang Yuan!"

"Nonsense, I asked who did it?"

The black-robed middle-aged man shouted angrily.

"It was Tang Yuan, all the people at the seven strongholds saw Tang Yuan taking Elder Wu into the treasury, and afterwards, everything in the treasury was gone, and both Tang Yuan’s and Elder Wu’s Soul Lamps extinguished!"

The white-robed man responded in panic.

This became a completely unsolved case!!

The face of the black-robed middle-aged man suddenly darkened, he abruptly rose from the cushion, exuding an unspeakable terrifying aura.

"Useless!"

He suddenly flicked his sleeves, coldly said, "What Tang Yuan, definitely someone impersonated Tang Yuan, was Tang Yuan’s body found?"

"Not yet."

The white-robed man responded in panic.

The black-robed middle-aged man’s mind was turbulent, his expression uncertain, he closed his eyes to sense, starting to use an extremely profound Spiritual Technique.

Tang Yuan was one of his most prized disciples.

He had left a unique spiritual mark on Tang Yuan.

As long as the spiritual mark didn’t dissipate, no matter where Tang Yuan was, he could track her down.

After some deductions, suddenly, the black-robed middle-aged man’s eyes snapped open, sinister and terrifying. His right hand swept, enveloping the white-robed man, his body instantly left the monastery, speeding off into the distance.

This charge was at an unimaginable speed.

Like wind and electricity, instant teleportation continued.

The scene around changed rapidly.

The terrifying scene left the white-robed man repeatedly shocked, soon unable to clearly see the surroundings, only feeling the headwind as if it had turned into blades, piercing his body painfully.

Finally!

The black-robed middle-aged man’s body stopped once more, his face cold, looking at a corpse in front, then discarded the white-robed man.

The white-robed man’s legs went soft, barely stabilizing himself, showing shock, looking ahead, and exclaimed, "Tang... Tang Yuan’s body!"

"Hmph!"

The black-robed middle-aged man snorted coldly, his gaze piercing, instantly seeing all the injuries on Tang Yuan’s body, speaking coldly, "Prior to this, Tang Yuan was controlled by someone, using a profound Soul Secret Technique to seize control over Tang Yuan’s body, forcing her to do things she shouldn’t have."

"What?"

The white-robed man exclaimed in shock, "Who did it?"

The black-robed middle-aged man’s eyes were gloomy, his mind surged with countless thoughts.

Soon!

A silhouette surfaced in his mind.

"Damn it, I underestimated you!!"