Supreme Martial Arts: Unlock Boundless Power!

Chapter 106

After leaving the Xie family, Zhou Yi did not take the mountain path but instead headed towards Tianluo Kingdom along the official road.

Upon departure, Zhou Yi declined all the gifts offered to him, except for a magnificent steed presented by the Luo family. This horse, named "Hongling," was a rare red stallion of only two years old. What made it truly exceptional was its flawless coat, without a single strand of stray hair. Furthermore, it possessed remarkable strength, effortlessly carrying Zhou Yi along with his hefty 360-pound broadsword.

Even the most foolish person could recognize the value and rarity of this horse. It was precisely because of its extraordinary qualities that Zhou Yi accepted it.

Riding this horse, it took Zhou Yi a mere five days to leave the territory of fire crow Kingdom and reach the heart of Jinlin Kingdom.

In truth, with Hongling's incredible speed, it would have taken far less than five days. However, as it was Zhou Yi's first time traveling alone and he couldn't afford to be as carefree as he was in the dense forest, he had to restrict the stallion's pace to ensure he stayed on the right path.

Among the Northwestern nations, aside from the renowned three major powers, the other countries had no more than five prefectures under their jurisdiction. Some even had only one prefecture or a single county.

Jinlin Kingdom consisted of merely two prefectures, ranking among the lower tier of these nations. At this moment, Zhou Yi's heart was set on returning home, and he had no intention of lingering in this place. Thus, he urged his horse forward, hoping to reach home as soon as possible.

As he turned onto a mountain path, Zhou Yi pulled on the reins, and his gaze swept across the ground, revealing a look of surprise on his face.

Lying scattered across the road were about ten corpses, bloodstains covering their bodies, clearly victims of a violent conflict.

This was not the first time Zhou Yi had encountered such a sight. Whether it was the night of the Cheng family's raid or the day when the Cheng family ambushed the Red Scarves bandits, the casualties on those occasions far surpassed the scene before him. Thus, Zhou Yi remained calm, furrowing his brow as he carefully observed the surroundings.

Around the fallen bodies, numerous scattered weapons were strewn about. It seemed that some time had passed since the fierce battle, yet no one had taken care of the aftermath. After a moment of hesitation, Zhou Yi's gaze fell upon the weapons scattered on the ground, and a sudden thought crossed his mind. Ting Shiguang had once mentioned that ordinary weapons couldn't withstand the infusion of innate Qi.

Zhou Yi had yet to test this theory himself. Sitting atop his horse, Zhou Yi extended his hand, and a finely crafted steel greatsword instantly leaped into the air, landing swiftly in his grasp. With a gentle swing, although Zhou Yi had little knowledge of weaponry, he had a feeling that this greatsword was undoubtedly the finest among all the scattered weapons around.

The blazing fire energy within his body surged to life, and the potent Qi flowed through his meridians, transferring to the blade. Infusing internal energy into a weapon to enhance its power was not an uncommon practice.

However, it was evident that innate Qi was vastly different from internal energy. Initially, the greatsword seemed unchanged, but after just a few minutes, it began to emit a reddish hue.

Zhou Yi could even feel, through his touch, that the blade's interior was starting to crack. He sighed lightly and let go of the sword, yet as soon as it touched the ground, it shattered into pieces. Shaking his head slightly, Zhou Yi looked at his palm in astonishment, feeling a deeper sense of gratitude towards Ting Shiguang. The refined magnetic steel Ting Shiguang had gifted him, regardless of its value, was a treasure that had relieved his urgent situation. This favor would undoubtedly need to be repaid in the future.