My Martial Dao Has No Bottlenecks

Old Master Ye withdrew his hand. From the inside of the collar on the back of Liang Cheng’s neck, he extracted a tiny, almost invisible pinch of pale blue powder.

The powder was colorless and odorless, and cool to the touch.

"Beast-Attracting Powder."

Old Master Ye’s voice was cold. "It’s refined from a mixture of Deep Sea Demon Algae and the bone marrow of a Tier Three Fierce Beast. It’s colorless and odorless, making it hard for ordinary people to detect. But to a Fierce Beast, its scent is like a beacon in the night, and it’s especially effective at driving them into a frenzy."

Ye Zhiqiu flew into a rage.

"Who did this?!"

Liang Cheng stared at the pinch of powder, and the image of Yang Xian’s fake smile instantly flashed through his mind.

During the last shift change, Yang Xian had gone out of his way to greet him, his attitude completely different from usual. The more he thought about it, the more suspicious it seemed.

"Don’t say a word about this," Liang Cheng suddenly spoke up.

Ye Zhiqiu and Old Master Ye both looked at him.

"The enemy is in the shadows while I’m in the open. Right now, the entire city is united. We can’t afford to make wild accusations and stir up trouble. Since someone wants me to die in the Beast Tide, then I’ll wait for them."

He looked at Old Master Ye. "Please, keep this a secret for me, Old Master Ye. For now, let’s pretend even Senior Brother Ye doesn’t know."

Old Master Ye gave Liang Cheng a deep look and slowly nodded. "You have been wronged. It is good that you have a plan."

Ye Zhiqiu said anxiously, "Junior Brother, you’re going to..."

"Don’t worry, Senior Brother. Aren’t you right beside me? I’ll be fine. I have my own plans."

He cupped his fists in a salute to Old Master Ye, then turned and left the secret room. Ye Zhiqiu quickly followed him.

"Senior Brother, help me look into Yang Xian’s connections."

"Yang Xian?"

Liang Cheng smiled. "You didn’t really think I was just going to let this go, did you, Senior Brother?"

Ye Zhiqiu let out a chuckle.

"Alright, don’t worry. It seems you want to handle this yourself. Go ahead, but if you can’t, you still have me, your Senior Brother."

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

Back in Tingtai Courtyard, Liang Cheng closed the door, the murderous glint in his eyes no longer concealed.

’Yang Xian.’

’If you’re the one who wants me dead—’

’Then we’ll see who is the one to die in the end.’

The next two days of defense were uneventful.

No more Fierce Beasts went berserk and singled out Liang Cheng to attack.

Bone Spike Arrowfish, Ironclaw Crabs, Siege Turtles...

The assault was still ferocious, but at least it had returned to normal, treating everyone on the wall equally.

Liang Cheng sneered inwardly.

’Just as I thought.’

’The Beast-Attracting Powder is gone. The person behind this either hasn’t noticed yet, or is waiting for another chance.’

He still managed to snatch a few Demon Cores amidst the chaos, but this time he didn’t rush to begin Refining them to raise his Cultivation. After days of absorption, his Meridians had reached their limit and needed time to recuperate.

The Martial Dao was like sailing a ship; rushing forward recklessly could cause it to fall apart. One had to know when to advance and when to hold back.

So, after his shifts defending the city, he would practice his saber techniques in the courtyard.

Through these life-and-death battles, his Mountain-Breaking Saber technique showed increasingly clear progress.

There was a new, decisive finality to the blade’s edge.

On this day, during the shift change, a familiar figure in white appeared in the reinforcement group behind Ye Zhiqiu.

Xiao Qingxue.

She stood as before, cradling her sword, her cool face betraying no emotion. She gave Ye Zhiqiu a slight nod. "Senior Brother Ye, by order of the City Lord’s Mansion, I’m here to help defend the seventh section."

Ye Zhiqiu was taken aback. "Junior Sister Xiao? Your family..."

"Locked me up for three days."

Xiao Qingxue’s tone was calm, as if she were talking about someone else. "I told them to either let me on the city wall or come collect my corpse."

Hearing this, Liang Cheng couldn’t help but glance at her.

Xiao Qingxue sensed his gaze and turned to look at him, the fighting spirit in her eyes flashing for an instant. "Senior Brother Liang, the Beast Tide is the perfect whetstone for my sword. Don’t disappoint me."

Liang Cheng nodded. "Likewise."

With Xiao Qingxue joining them, the pressure on the seventh section of the defense was significantly reduced.

Even more impressively, she, Liang Cheng, and Ye Zhiqiu instinctively formed a triangular formation.

Liang Cheng’s Saber Momentum was fierce and powerful, handling the frontal assault. Xiao Qingxue’s sword was swift and nimble, striking at blind spots. Ye Zhiqiu’s vast True Gang anchored the Central Hub, ready to provide support at any moment.

The three had never practiced together, yet they moved in perfect concert.

Often, just as a Tier Four Fierce Beast appeared, Liang Cheng would meet it head-on with his saber, Xiao Qingxue’s sword would pierce its weak spot from an unbelievable angle, and Ye Zhiqiu would deliver the final blow.

Their teamwork was seamless.

When their defense shift ended that day, not a single person in the squad was seriously injured, and only two had minor wounds.

"Miss Xiao, what fine Swordsmanship."

For the first time since the Sea Beast Tide began, Ye Zhiqiu actually smiled.

Xiao Qingxue sheathed her sword and looked at Liang Cheng. "Still not as good as Senior Brother Liang."

Liang Cheng shook his head. "We each have our strengths."

The fighting spirit in Xiao Qingxue’s eyes flared for a moment before she said no more and turned to leave.

...

And so, another two days passed.

The Beast Tide’s assault maintained a stable intensity—enough to exhaust the defending Martial Artists, but not so much as to cause an instant collapse.

But within Bibo City, the atmosphere grew more somber with each passing day.

The number of casualties continued to climb.

Elixir prices had already risen to five times their normal rate, and even then, there was none to be found.

Cracks had appeared in many places along the Outer City wall. Artisans worked day and night to make emergency repairs, but the speed of restoration couldn’t possibly keep up with the destruction.

On the morning of the seventh day, when Liang Cheng and Ye Zhiqiu ascended the city wall, they found Xiao Qingxue already standing there.

She was gazing at the sea, her brow slightly furrowed.

"Something’s not right," she said suddenly.

Liang Cheng followed her gaze.

The color of the seawater was darker.

The surface of the sea was unnaturally calm; even the waves seemed sluggish.

Ye Zhiqiu’s expression was grave. "It’s the seventh day."

"The seventh day is a critical threshold."

Xiao Qingxue continued, "The records in my family’s archives say that in every past Beast Tide, the seventh day is when the Fierce Beasts regroup for a major counterattack. Today, I’m afraid we’ll see their true strength."

Hearing this, Liang Cheng tightened his grip on his saber’s hilt.

His gaze swept across the various sections of the wall.

The City Defense Department had clearly dispatched more personnel today. There were several more True Gang Realm Martial Artists, and all the Crossbow Carriages had been reloaded with Breaking Gang Heavy Arrows that glinted coldly.

The stockpiles of rolling stones and burning oil at the base of the wall had also been doubled.

"Everyone!"

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