A flash of light burst within the Reincarnation Tower.
When Xu Yi opened his eyes, he was momentarily stunned.
This environment… looked oddly familiar.
Moving quickly, Xu Yi ran for a bit and then broke into a helpless laugh.
He recognized it now. This Minor World was the same one he had landed in during his third descent.
Not only was it the same world, but the landing spot was nearly identical.
Looking at the majestic Monk city in the distance, Xu Yi could only smile wryly.
Teleportation by the Transcosmic Reincarnation Tower was completely random—unless you kept your body preserved.
Landing in the same world twice in a row was rare enough, but landing in the same location as well…
Well then, maybe he should go buy a lottery ticket today.
Since he recognized the place, he didn't need to waste time gathering Intel.
Xu Yi dashed toward the large city in the distance.
But just after taking a few steps, a sudden sense of danger rose in his heart.
Without hesitation, Xu Yi dodged to the side and activated a defensive low-tier Magical Artifact—his Hovering Shield.
A bright glow flared in front of him. The shield hovered in midair.
"Clang."
A sword light struck with incredible speed but was blocked by the shield.
Though Xu Yi's dodge was swift, it wasn't fast enough to beat the incoming strike. Thankfully, his cautious nature made him react instantly. Otherwise, even if he didn't die, he'd be seriously injured.
He glanced at the shield—it was undamaged, only a faint white mark remained.
He breathed a silent sigh of relief.
This wasn't some high-end Federation-issue Hovering Shield. It was a custom artifact Xu Yi had crafted himself over his ten years in the Minor World.
The Magical Artifact carried his unique style, with subtle features not found in standardized Federation gear.
Looking to the side, he saw a man in a black short coat with a small mustache, gazing at him regretfully.
The mustached man's aura was impressive—Qi Refinement Level Six, a notch above Xu Yi.
"Heh, not bad, kid. You react fast." The man lifted his chin and said, "Hand over your Magical Artifact and Spirit Stones, and I'll spare your life."
Xu Yi immediately realized—this was a robbery.
The Cultivation World was a place where the strong preyed on the weak. Compared to the stable Federation, every Monk here faced enormous risks.
While hunting outside, you had to beware not only of Demon Beasts, but also unfamiliar—and sometimes familiar—Monks.
By his count, Xu Yi had spent over twenty years in various Minor Worlds.
This was the first time he had ever been robbed. Pretty lucky, actually.
"You want my treasures and Spirit Stones? Sure. Come get them yourself."
With that, Xu Yi turned and bolted toward the distant city.
Robbery was destructive behavior and always punished by the local enforcers.
The owner of that large city would never want his city surrounded by bandits.
So as long as Xu Yi got close, he would be safe.
"Kid, you think you can run?"
The mustached man sneered. With a few blinks, he darted forward. In a few leaps, he had overtaken Xu Yi and swung his sword.
Xu Yi frowned. Fast.
This guy's speed far exceeded his own.
Granted, Xu Yi hadn't activated any high-tier Magical Artifacts yet.
But even so, such speed didn't seem like something a Qi Refinement cultivator should possess.
Sword light flashed. The man launched deadly strikes with no sign of holding back.
Before entering the Minor World, Xu Yi had already equipped the Vajra Ruyi Gloves and Cloud-Piercing Boots.
But now, he drew a longsword and began a mock battle with the attacker.
This sword wasn't ordinary—it was stronger than even his hovering shield.
It was a mid-tier Magical Artifact Xu Yi had crafted by chance. He had even infused it with the Golden Wolf Claw.
Each swing of the sword shimmered with aura.
Every time it clashed with the mustached man's blade, it left a rice-sized nick on the opponent's Magical Artifact.
After a brief exchange, Xu Yi felt reassured.
This mustached man was acting solo. If he had accomplices, they would've shown up by now.
Aside from his odd footwork and slightly higher Cultivation Level, his Magical Artifacts and combat skills were average.
A few more rounds, and frustration began to show on the man's face.
Each time their blades clashed, his facial muscles twitched.
Watching his beloved sword gradually turn into a jagged-edged mess, the man was torn between heartbreak and greed.
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