My husband Can Cultivate

"Kid, did you hear me? Come out!"

Outside, Shi Ran’s voice rang out again, like a thunderous roar, causing people staying at nearby inns to come out.

They didn’t know what was going on.

But it was clear someone was looking for trouble.

"Hmph, I might as well go out and meet him."

Yang Qi sneered. Now, using the Thousand-Year Xuan Ye Grass, he had finally advanced to the half-step Martial Spirit, although this was only relative to a Martial Artist.

In the Immortal Cultivation Realm, he was at the Peak of the Liquid-Solid stage, just one step away from entering the Core Formation Stage.

It was a good opportunity to test how his combat power had grown.

Outside, many people had gathered there, but all kept a safe distance as if afraid to be caught in the crossfire.

In that clearing, stood a man, none other than Shi Ran.

Shi Ran was quite handsome, but his face was now filled with a strong ferociousness. He glared at Yang Qi with sharp eyes full of murderous intent.

"You’re the one who bought the Thousand-Year Xuan Ye Grass?"

Shi Ran asked viciously.

"Yes, I bought it."

Yang Qi nodded.

"It’s good you’ve admitted it. Hand over the Thousand-Year Xuan Ye Grass, and I’ll pretend nothing happened. Otherwise, today you’re going to pay the price!"

Shi Ran shouted loudly.

This person had clearly not witnessed yesterday’s battle between Yang Qi and the Wolf Young Master and Bai Yunrui, otherwise he wouldn’t be so arrogant.

Shi Ran’s attitude was extremely domineering, not allowing any doubt, as if whatever he wanted must be given to him, seemingly invincible as a quasi-Martial Spirit.

There was no one who could be his opponent; no one could challenge his decisions.

"I spent thirty billion at auction for the Thousand-Year Xuan Ye Grass."

Yang Qi said calmly: "You want it? Unless you bring something of equal value to exchange, I might give it to you, otherwise, forget it!"

"Pay you? Hahaha!"

Shi Ran laughed madly, laughed coldly: "You seem to have forgotten, this is the South Pill Sect, and I, Shi Ran, am the only Young Master of the South Pill Sect. You dare negotiate with me? Do you have a death wish?"

People around were indignant upon hearing Shi Ran’s words.

This Shi Ran was too overbearing, relying on his status as the Young Master of the South Pill Sect to look down on everyone, relying on his quasi-Martial Spirit realm to consider all Martial Artists insignificant.

But this time, he might be up for a surprise.

Because many people had witnessed Yang Qi’s sword slicing Jiunan yesterday.

Wasn’t Jiunan a quasi-Martial Spirit?

And ranked ninth on the Martial Arts Overlord List.

Shi Ran was definitely not stronger than Jiunan.

But no one spoke up.

Some didn’t dare to speak, some wanted to see Yang Qi suffer.

If Yang Qi killed or injured Shi Ran, the South Pill Sect wouldn’t just let it go.

"I’ll give you one option: die, or give up the Thousand-Year Xuan Ye Grass!"

Shi Ran said coldly.

Yang Qi smiled and looked at Shi Ran, saying: "Want to kill me? Aren’t you afraid of causing trouble for the South Pill Sect? Yesterday, two other fools tried to kill me.

As a result, one fled and the other died!

Do you plan on dying or escaping?"

The crowd couldn’t help but sigh.

Anyone else saying this might be seen as crazy.

But Yang Qi saying it truly had the confidence.

However, being so arrogant, wasn’t he afraid the South Pill Sect would retaliate?

After all, this was the South Pill Sect; even if Shi Ran was truly not as strong as you, this is the territory of the South Pill Sect, how dare you act against him? He is the Young Master of the South Pill Sect after all.

"Young Master, do not act; this concerns the honor of our South Pill Sect!"

Elder Qing Qiu hastily shouted.

She didn’t think Yang Qi was courting death; rather, she thought Shi Ran was courting death.

Facing someone who was simply a lunatic.

A lunatic who dared to kill anyone.

He wouldn’t hold back against the South Pill Sect Young Master, a true madman.

"Shut up! You wretch, siding with outsiders, I’ll deal with you after I kill this kid!"

Shi Ran glared fiercely at Elder Qing Qiu, then looked at Yang Qi, saying: "Kid, no one beneath Martial Spirit dares threaten me inside South Pill Sect, you’re the first.

But, becoming the first isn’t glorious because you’re about to die!"

Boom!

Shi Ran suddenly erupted with terrifying aura.

Indeed a quasi-Martial Spirit.

The next moment, he drew a long sword from his waist and charged at Yang Qi.

"Die!"

This strike was extremely fast!

Shi Ran seemed to transform into a beam of sword light, instantly arriving in front of Yang Qi.

This strike was extremely vicious!

If hit, it might mean death or serious injury for Yang Qi!

The crowd shook their heads.

They wondered how Yang Qi would deal with it, even if his combat power surpassed Shi Ran’s, did he really dare provoke South Pill Sect?

In the Jianghu, it’s not just about fighting, but also connections!

"Courting death!"

Yang Qi coldly looked at the shadow in the void, facing that fast, accurate, and ruthless attack!

He directly reached out, grabbing forward!

His right hand was already wrapped in Dragon Scales.

Became incredibly hard!

Became immensely strong!

Crack!

The sound of a sword shattering echoed, Shi Ran frowned and retreated quickly.

Looking at the half-broken sword in his hand, he couldn’t help but gasp.

This sword, though not a Spiritual Weapon, was a Top Grade Mortal Weapon.

Yet it was smashed so easily.

Yang Qi hadn’t even used any weapon.

"Good kid, you have some tricks, but what if you broke my sword, I still have other swords!"

Shi Ran was not frightened by Yang Qi, he sneered, drawing another sword from his back, seemingly of better quality than the previous one.

Though it wasn’t a Spiritual Weapon either.

But in terms of craftsmanship and hardness, it surpassed the average Top Grade Mortal Weapon.

Shi Ran took a deep breath.

Suddenly, the longsword in his hand thrust rapidly, perhaps due to its speed, it transformed into dozens of terrifying sword shadows, completely enveloping Yang Qi.

Impossible to tell real from fake.

"Boring tricks!"

Yang Qi shook his head and directly took out the Wild Battle Saber, swords and sabers, though different, had similarities.

This short saber was between a saber and a sword.

It could be easily handled by anyone who wielded swords or sabers.

"Golden Thunder Slash!"

Yang Qi raised a hand and slashed.

The Golden Thunder Slash performed with the Wild Battle Saber, though not as powerful as the Dragon God Sword, surpassed the golden long sword created by the Alchemy Blade.

In fact, because lightning slash executed with such a weapon that looked both like a saber and a sword was more terrifying.

Sizzle!

The sword qi Shi Ran had painstakingly unleashed was directly split by the Golden Thunder Slash, and moreover, it directly severed one of Shi Ran’s arms.

Fortunately, it was only his left arm, otherwise Shi Ran wouldn’t have even been able to continue fighting.

"Ugh...!"

Shi Ran let out a pig-slaughter cry, while the crowd fell silent.

Indeed!

This person was too strong! But why had such a figure never been heard of? Just who was he?