Chapter 115

The Death Qi Technique.This is the secret technique recorded on the human skin parchment.

To be precise, it is an arcane art.

The cultivation method of this arcane art is quite unique.

It involves a peculiar visualization technique, imagining oneself in a state of near-death stillness.

From this state, one comprehends a deathly killing aura that can annihilate all life.

According to the description in the arcane art, this deathly killing aura is extremely powerful and has a strong destructive force on the vitality of any living being. It is truly a killing technique.

It sounds simple, but in reality, this arcane art is extremely dangerous to cultivate.

Especially when visualizing oneself in a deathly stillness, any slight mistake could result in actual death, with no chance of awakening.

To kill others, one must first kill oneself.

This is the sinister aspect of this arcane art.

After understanding the cultivation points of this arcane art, Lu Qing knew that his previous guess was correct.

The technique recorded on the human skin parchment is indeed evil and not righteous.

It is an extreme arcane art that seeks destructive power.

However, this arcane art also complements his Four Directions Blade technique.

The Four Directions Blade focuses on slaughter.

It emphasizes wielding the blade with the intent to kill across all directions.

The Death Qi Technique can cultivate the purest deathly killing aura.

If Lu Qing could integrate the two techniques, his blade skills would likely advance to a terrifying level.

"However, the Death Qi Technique requires extremely high physical fitness, otherwise the body cannot withstand the burden of the deathly killing aura."

"According to the arcane art, only when one's physical strength reaches the peak of the Internal Organs Realm can one attempt to cultivate it. I am still far from that level."

After understanding the mysteries of the Death Qi Technique, Lu Qing temporarily set it aside.

He had not even reached the minor success stage of the Tendons and Bones Realm. Even with the help of pills, it would take some time to step into the Internal Organs Realm.

For the time being, he could not cultivate this arcane art.

From the inheritance of the arcane art, Lu Qing also understood why he couldn't decipher the mysteries of the human skin parchment before.

It turns out that the arcane art was inscribed with a special ink on the human skin parchment.

Only by washing it with a special potion would the content be revealed.

That Wang Qingshan had been unable to decipher the mysteries of the parchment because he did not know this.

After checking everything, except for the two bottles of Tendon Strengthening Pills, Lu Qing put everything else away.

He looked at the sky and saw that it was almost dawn.

He didn't bother to go back to bed. Given his current physical fitness, even if he didn't sleep for several days and nights, it wouldn't matter.

Thinking about it, Lu Qing took out the Tendon Strengthening Pill he had broken open before, removed the wax coating, and swallowed the pill.

Not long after the pill entered his stomach, he felt a domineering medicinal power rising from his abdomen.

Lu Qing did not slack off. He lightly jumped into the courtyard and started practicing Health Nourishing Boxing in the dark, refining the medicinal power.

As he practiced, the medicinal power of the Tendon Strengthening Pill was rapidly refined and absorbed by Lu Qing.

He could clearly feel his tendons and bones strengthening bit by bit.

As expected of a pill from a major sect, its efficacy was truly powerful.

Lu Qing praised inwardly and then focused on his cultivation.

As he practiced Health Nourishing Boxing repeatedly, by the time a sliver of dawn appeared on the horizon, he had fully refined all the medicinal power.

He slowly ended his practice and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Sensing the state of his body, Lu Qing was overjoyed.

Refining this Tendon Strengthening Pill had further strengthened his tendons and bones.

At this rate, he would reach the minor success stage of the Tendons and Bones Realm in at most ten days.

And it had only been a few days since he broke through to the Tendons and Bones Realm.

In half a month, he had progressed from just entering the Tendons and Bones Realm to reaching minor success.

Even Lu Qing himself was a bit amazed by his cultivation speed.

At this moment, he finally realized how significant the Earth Vein Spirit Liquid was to him.

It was clear that after consuming the Earth Vein Spirit Liquid, his aptitude had been greatly enhanced.

This enhancement allowed his cultivation speed to increase rather than decrease after entering the Tendons and Bones Realm.

Of course, this was a good thing, so Lu Qing was in a very good mood.

Just as Lu Qing was feeling happy about his cultivation progress, a group of martial artists was standing in a courtyard in the county town, trembling with fear.

In front of them were two corpses covered with white cloth.

Under the light, the scene was quite horrifying.

If Lu Qing were here, he would recognize the corpses as Tong Canglang and Wang Qingshan, whom he and Xiao Li had killed.

"Junior brother, what happened? Why did the third and seventh brothers die in the mountains?"

At this moment, a burly man with a figure like a mountain bear asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know either, senior brother." The young man in white robes, who had been in the valley, smiled bitterly. "The third and seventh brothers separated from me. When we arrived, we only found their bodies, without any trace of the enemy."

"The seventh brother was killed by decapitation, and the third brother died with his heart gouged out. These two methods are vastly different, clearly not done by one person. Could they have been besieged?"

The burly man, who had examined the bodies, speculated.

"I checked the valley. Besides the third brother and others, there were indeed traces of two other people," the young man in white robes replied.

"From what you said, the third and seventh brothers separated from you not long ago. For them to be easily killed in such a short time, the attacker must be much stronger than the third brother."

"I think so too, so I didn't dare stay in the mountains. I led everyone out first," the young man in white robes agreed.

The burly man nodded, not blaming the young man for retreating.

Even the third brother had died. There was no point for the second brother and others to stay in the forest.

If they didn't leave, they might also die there.

But who was the attacker?

Someone who could easily kill the third brother must be nearly as strong as he was.

In the Wei residence, only Wei Xinghe had that kind of strength.

But Wei Xinghe wouldn't leave the Wei residence unless he abandoned his ancestral home.

Could it be that the Wei family had hired outside help, or that another force had intervened to take a share?

The burly man's heart sank at the thought.

If that was the case, they had to be careful.

They didn't want their hard-earned momentum to be taken advantage of, which would make them a laughingstock.

"Senior brother, isn't master in the city?" the young man in white robes cautiously asked.

"Master went outside the city to receive someone."

"Who is so important that master had to personally receive them?" the young man in white robes asked, eyes wide.

The burly man glanced at him. "You shouldn't ask about things you don't need to know. Master's matters aren't for you to inquire about. You should think about how to explain the third brother's death to master when he returns."

The young man shivered and dared not ask further.

He knew that although he ranked second among master's disciples, his status was far inferior to the senior brother's in master's eyes.

He didn't even match the third brother, who was master's adopted son.

The senior brother knew everything, but he knew nothing.

Like this time, they pressured the Wei family for their treasure, but he had no idea what the treasure was.

It seemed the senior brother knew it well.

A hint of jealousy arose in the young man's heart but was quickly suppressed.

As time passed and the sun rose, a shadow suddenly appeared in the courtyard, unnoticed at first. Sёarch* The NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

It was an old man with a thin, fierce face like a bald eagle.

"What happened, second disciple? How did the third brother die?"

The hoarse voice made everyone tremble.

They finally noticed the shadow.

Everyone hurriedly bowed, "Master (Second Elder)!"

This person was their master, Wang Cangyi.

Wang Cangyi ignored their greetings, his fierce eyes fixed on the young man in white robes.

"I asked you, how did the third brother die?"

Under his master's gaze, the young man broke into a cold sweat.

"Master... it happened like this..."

The young man stammered, repeating what he had told the senior brother.

After listening, Wang Cangyi looked at the others.

He pointed at one of them. "You, speak. Is it true?"

"Yes... yes, Second Elder, it's true," the disciple replied, trembling.

"So, you went into the mountains, failed to capture Wei Xinghe's wife and child, and lost the third and seventh brothers?"

The young man trembled and bowed his head. "Yes, master."

Wang Cangyi stared at his second disciple.

The young man shivered, nearly collapsing, when he felt his master's gaze move away.

"Useless!"

Wang Cangyi snorted coldly.

With a wave of his hand, he uncovered the corpses of Wang Qingshan and the others, revealing their gruesome wounds.

His face turned icy as he examined the bodies.

"Good, very good. Whoever you are, for daring to kill my disciples, I, Wang, will remember this."

Hearing

his master's cold words, everyone trembled more violently.

No one dared to speak and provoke his anger.

Even the burly man stood quietly aside.

After a while, sensing his master's mood had improved, the burly man said, "Master, we should first take care of the third brother's body. The one who killed him is formidable. I suspect another force has intervened. Our plan may need to change."

Wang Cangyi's coldness subsided slightly, considering his disciple's words.

After a while, he said, "Come with me, Xiong. Second disciple, take care of the third brother's body."

Seeing the senior brother and master enter the house, the young man breathed a sigh of relief.

He had narrowly escaped punishment.

He had feared his master might harm him.

But after relief, jealousy surged again.

Once again, his master discussed matters only with the senior brother.

Although he was a direct disciple, he always felt like an outsider, only tasked with chores and never trusted by his master.

Suppressing his jealousy, the young man began organizing the handling of Wang Qingshan's body.

Inside, the burly man asked Wang Cangyi, "Master, did you receive the person?"

"Yes, I did. I intended to use my friend's strength to help you defeat the Wei family, but from what you said, our plan may need to wait."

Wang Cangyi's eyes remained cold.

The deaths of his disciples made him suspect another force's involvement.

But who could it be?

Anyone daring to provoke him must have the support of another Precelestial expert.

Could it be one of their rivals from Tian Cang Sect?

Regardless, anyone who dared oppose him would face his wrath. Even a Precelestial would be slain!

Thinking of the Wei family's treasure, Wang Cangyi's resolve strengthened.

The treasure was crucial to his martial path, and he was determined to obtain it.

At a critical moment, he would break the rules and act personally if necessary.

"Xiong, investigate who killed the third brother. I want to see who dares to pluck the tiger's whiskers!"

"Yes, master!"

...

Lu Qing didn't know that killing Tong Canglang and Wang Qingshan had caused many speculations among Tian Cang Sect.

Indirectly, he had saved the Wei family once again.

In the following days, his life returned to peace.

To avoid trouble, he didn't even go to the Grand Bazaar.

He spent his days either cultivating or learning medicine from his master.

Life was fulfilling.

With daily practice and consuming one Tendon Strengthening Pill each day, his cultivation progressed rapidly.

Soon, he was about to reach the minor success stage of the Tendons and Bones Realm.

One morning, Lu Qing went to the Halfway House, intending to ask his master for two days off to focus on his breakthrough.

Entering the courtyard, he saw his master sitting at the usual stone table.

As he was about to greet him, he felt something unusual.

He noticed a strange change in his master's aura, as if he had merged with the space around him seamlessly.

At that moment, the old doctor looked at Lu Qing.

His gaze was so clear it seemed to see through him, making Lu Qing shudder.

His face showed disbelief. "Master, have you broken through?"

"Yes," the old doctor smiled.

Lu Qing was overjoyed.

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