Chapter 920: Chapter 920 - 422: Only Those Who Strive Will Win

Fang Yu slightly squinted his eyes.

In theory, he now possesses the martial artist combat strength equivalent to 4750 blood. Although his cultivation technique hasn’t caught up rhythm-wise, he still has a certain ability for self-preservation.

Coupled with the Three Thousand Wood-Blood Jutsu for escapes and various trump cards, Fang Yu feels relatively safe.

Since the path has been ’swept’, their journey remains quite secure.

It wasn’t until they reached halfway up the mountain that they encountered a living person.

A middle-aged fatty with a big belly and a face full of prosperous expression greeted them with a smiling, amiable look. Yet the blood bar above his head was far from simple.

[Jin Santong: 5503/5503]

A Five Thousand Blood expert!

Fang Yu now realizes.

Four Thousand Blood and Five Thousand Blood mark a critical juncture.

Above Five Thousand Blood should be wood-level experts.

At this glance, whether it’s the Hei Family or the Zuo Family, they have indeed spent a significant amount of resources.

An Eight Thousand Blood Hei Family Elder and Zuo Caicai, plus one or two Five Thousand Blood elites and several Four Thousand Blood experts - the quality of the team can be said to be maxed out.

Behind [Jin Santong], he was followed by several minions whose quality was somewhat uneven, basically only around two or three thousand blood level, not at the same level as the Five Thousand Blood boss.

"Friends, since you have passed the trial from the mountain’s base, why don’t we sit down and have a chat?"

Jin Santong smiled and cupped his hands.

Zuo Caicai squinted her eyes at this moment.

"Wanderer’s Reversal [Fatty Jin]?"

"Oh? Does this friend recognize me?"

Jin Santong’s smile widened, revealing several gold teeth in his mouth.

"It’s just a humble nickname given by fellow friends from the Jianghu; old stories indeed. May I ask where this distinguished friend comes from, and what is your title?"

As Jin Santong’s words fell, Fang Yu heard Ling Huxiang suddenly exclaim in a low voice.

"It’s actually him?!"

Fang Yu felt strange in his heart.

"You know him?"

Ling Huxiang looked nervously at Fang Yu.

"How could I? I’ve only heard his nickname."

"How so? Is he very formidable?"

Fang Yu just finished asking when Dong Xingzhou came over, whispering.

"Captain Diao, that Jin Santong isn’t just ordinarily formidable. [Wanderer’s Reversal], what’s your first impression of this name?"

"...Suave and dashing?"

"There can be such an illusion?" Dong Xingzhou laughed, revealing his teeth.

"Actually not, reversal is a euphemism for decapitation. Jin Santong’s most famous battle is the one on Wanderer’s Street in Bai Fang City, where he was surrounded by groups of men, packed tightly on the street.

Yet, this man persisted in breaking through a bloody path, killing so cruelly that no one dared to stand in front of him.

And behind him, anyone who dared approach within ten meters would inevitably trigger a reverse head turn once.

With each turn back, it would always be accompanied by someone’s head falling!

Step by step with each turn back, by the time Fatty Jin walked out of Wanderer’s Street, covered in blood, none stood before him, and none alive remained behind him.

That year, he was only nineteen, young and proud, unrivaled at the same level!

"But, who hasn’t had their time of youth and pride? Back then, I Dong Xingzhou also..."

Dong Xingzhou originally intended to boast about his glorious achievements, but seeing the others around him, he wisely kept his mouth shut.

"In conclusion, with time passing, this person has gradually withdrawn from the Jianghu, rarely making an appearance. Unexpectedly, this time, the Jin Family from Bai Fang City even sent him out, their determination seems substantial indeed."

Not every city has pillar-like Five Great Families like Tianyuan Town.

Many small cities, small towns might be dominated by a single family, or have two families locked in a fierce rivalry. Bai Fang City is an example of such a small city.

Ever since the Jin Family replaced the Bai Family a century ago, they have been dominating solely, holding the reins and covering the sky.

Therefore, the Jin Family’s strength in Bai Fang City almost represents the entire city’s strength.

Thus, Fatty Jin’s weight is unquestionable.

Just like no one dare question Zuo Caicai’s worth - those sent out to contest for the three artifacts are essentially not trivial.

Of course, Fang Yu, as a minor player from Foolish Underworld, is an exception. After all, their task seems merely to gather information, to witness firsthand to whom the three artifacts finally fall into, considered a success.

"So, is he really strong?" Fang Yu asked.

"Extremely strong! Even if he’s inclined towards family and semi-retreated from the stage, his strength is still not to be underestimated."

Ling Huxiang picked up the conversation, speaking solemnly.

Fang Yu took a glance at Ling Huxiang, likely only in his early twenties; could it be he heard of Jin Santong’s reputation in his youth? Otherwise, why such a big reaction.

"Don’t overthink, when traveling, knowing information about nearby powerful figures is essential. Even if unlikely to be useful, paying attention and sometimes specifically investigating them can prevent being caught off guard when encountered."

Ling Huxiang gave him a sideways glance: "It’s basic common knowledge when traveling."

"..."

Nobody has told me this, besides, so much information on experts...even just for Fatty Jin, it traces back to documents from ten to twenty years ago, needing to memorize it seems too cumbersome.

Fang Yu scratched his head, feeling somewhat unnecessary, but to Ling Huxiang and the others, this concerns life and death, and readiness cannot be overstated.

While Fang Yu and the others were mumbling, up ahead, Zuo Caicai began to introduce her family background.

"...Tianyuan Town, Zuo Family, Zuo Caicai."

What’s happening? Did I miss something?