Efficient Killing
Aksai stood over the lifeless body of the bald elder, his breath steady, his eyes calm.
The fight had been swift, brutal, and efficient—just the way he preferred.
His blood-soaked hands lowered to his sides, the crimson liquid dripping down his fingers in slow, deliberate drops. With a mere thought, his silver Qi flared briefly, vaporizing the blood into a thin mist, leaving his hands pristine once more.
"One down, one more to go," he muttered to himself.
Aksai had fought tougher battles. His previous encounters with other Foundation Building experts had been a real headache—those Spirit cultivators came prepared.
Talented individuals wielding unique spells, equipped with life-saving talismans, and carrying rare artifacts designed to directly or indirectly counter attacks from Qi-based Martial Arts practitioners like him. It had been an annoying experience, to say the least.