The First Sage of Military Strategists

Chapter 57 Achieving Minor Success in Hundred Meridians
"Alright, everyone else can leave now. You twelve, come with me! Mute, you come here too!" Master Fang then led Han Qing and the twelve teenagers to an open space nearby.

“Dumb man, do me a favor. Teach these kids the Nine Yang True Skill, and I’ll give you a Blood Nourishing Pill. With a few more official servants in this courtyard, I’ll feel at ease and proud,” said Master Fang.

"Okay." Han Qing nodded slightly.

This wouldn't take much time; not only would he get a Blood Nourishing Pill, but he could also help Liu San and the others, so he naturally wouldn't refuse.

"Listen carefully, everyone. The mute has already mastered the Nine Yang True Skill to perfection. You can understand as much as you can. Consider this a test of your comprehension," Master Fang shouted.

Han Qing then began to demonstrate the Nine Yang True Skill in front of the twelve teenagers. He performed each posture with perfect precision, and even when he deliberately slowed down, the teenagers still felt a smooth and fluid movement.

He practiced while explaining the key points.

In terms of teaching quality, he is much better than Zhao Teng was a few months ago.

After all, Zhao Teng hadn't even mastered the Nine Yang True Skill to perfection, while he had broken through the limits; the difference in their levels was like heaven and earth.

With nothing else to do, Master Fang listened to him talk while puffing on his cigarette.

As he listened, his eyes lit up. He found that Han Qing explained things very clearly, and even many points that he had not realized before, and techniques that he had not fully understood, were pointed out by Han Qing in just a few words, which made him admire him.

Many of the teenagers were listening attentively, each one completely absorbed.

Before he knew it, two hours had passed. Han Qing stopped and slowly exhaled a breath of fresh air.

"Master Fang, you've finished speaking!"

Master Fang and the group of teenagers snapped out of their daze, many of them unaware that so much time had passed.

"Well? Did you understand?" Master Fang nodded slightly and asked in a loud voice.

"understood!"

"I understood!"

"Master Fang, isn't it said that the Nine Yang True Skill is an extremely difficult initial stage technique to learn? How come it doesn't sound difficult to me?" Liu San asked boldly.

"You guys also think it's not difficult?" Master Fang glanced around.

The teenagers all nodded. Although there were still some parts they didn't understand, the overall understanding was thorough and clear, and they didn't find anything particularly difficult to comprehend.

"He doesn't know how lucky he is. His understanding of the Nine Yang True Skill is unmatched in the entire yamen. He's on par with me!" When he said the last sentence, Master Fang's face turned red, but he quickly covered it up. After all, he couldn't lose face in front of this group of young people.

Many of the teenagers looked thoughtful, and their admiration for Han Qing rose to a new level.

"Alright, that's enough for now. The mute is a genuine man; he'll teach you any skills you need. I'm at ease knowing you've gained some insights! You can all go home now!" Master Fang waved his hand.

"Yes!"

Everyone dispersed.

Then, Master Fang went back to his room, retrieved a Blood Nourishing Pill, and placed it in Han Qing's hand. Han Qing bowed slightly, thanked Master Fang, and turned to go to the Zao Ban Courtyard to practice martial arts.

...

Three days later.

The Luo Family Compound.

Luo Sheng waited anxiously for three days and finally received a reply from his family in the county town. They also sent several helpers to help him stabilize the situation.

"The letter says that I will temporarily take charge of the Luo family in Baiyun County to stabilize the situation. In a few days, a group of people from the main family in the county town will arrive! They told us not to rush!" Luo Sheng put down the letter in his hand and said unhurriedly.

“Then let’s wait and see. The Luo family in Baiyun County pays tribute to their main branch in the prefectural city every year. They shouldn’t sit idly by, since it’s related to their interests,” Cheng Xiu said.

“That makes sense. Once our forces arrive, we must seize this opportunity to wipe out all of Luo’s enemies!” Luo Sheng’s gaze was deep and unfathomable.

The two chatted for a while longer before Cheng Xiu got up and left, while Luo Sheng quickly went to the room of Old Master Luo.

He knew that Old Master Luo had a secret room containing many valuable items, which he had long coveted. Now that the opportunity had come, he couldn't let it slip by.

He dismissed the maids and guards nearby, went inside and rummaged around for a while, finally moving a wooden box out from a secret room behind the bookshelf. The box was locked and made of extraordinary wood. However, he used his strength to wrap his fist and smashed the box to pieces, from which many gold, gemstones, emerald jewelry, silver notes and other valuables fell out.

"We're rich!" Luo Sheng's eyes gleamed, and he exuded a bloodthirsty excitement. "If we wait for the main family to come, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to take these things with me."

Luo Sheng flipped through the items and found some treasures he didn't even recognize. For example, there was a pale purple pearl with faint arcs of lightning inside, and it gave him a tingling sensation when held in his hand.

"what is this?"

He rubbed the jewelry for a while, not knowing what it was, and then simply took all the jewelry back to his room, stuffed it into another wooden box, and, with two guards, carried the large box towards the door.

He had a private residence in the city where he kept his treasures, which put him at ease. Although the place belonged to the Luo family, he was only temporarily serving as the head of the family. Once the people from the county lord's family arrived, the old master's treasures would definitely be put into the treasury, and he would not get a share of them.

...

For the next period of time, Baiyun County remained embroiled in turmoil.

As the number of refugees outside the city increased, Magistrate Qi set up soup kitchens on the one hand, and wrote to the county government for help on the other, but he received no response for a long time.

The city's granaries had very little grain, which was not enough to feed so many refugees, so many of them were hungry and were clamoring for the gates to be opened.

If it weren't for the strongmen with knives maintaining order, these refugees would probably have stormed the city gates.

The death of Old Master Luo is also under investigation, and Han Qing sees people being taken into jail for interrogation every day.

However, no matter how the external situation changes, Han Qing remains steadfast in his approach and seizes the time to enhance his strength.

Chaos has its advantages; with more death row inmates in the prison, his cultivation level improved even faster.

into the night.

Han Qing sat cross-legged on the bed, continuing to visualize the black-armored warrior in his mind.

Numerous distracting thoughts arise, transforming into layers of illusions under the influence of the visualization: lust, greed, anger…

With the help of this killing intent, Han Qing shattered layer after layer of illusions, and many distracting thoughts were broken down, leaving behind only a pure killing intent.

This murderous intent suddenly burst through the temple gate, entered it, and merged with the existing magical intent.

In the shrine, in front of the statue of the deity, the incense stick had grown to six inches.

Han Qing opened his eyes, his body radiating a murderous aura and surging power.

"call!"

"Minor Completion of the Hundred Meridians Realm!"

"I arrested a lot of Yin-Yang Cult members a while ago. They were all sentenced to death, but they actually helped me a lot!" Han Qingxin said.

With another thought, this wisp of Dharma thought merged into his eyes, instantly enhancing his vision; and when it merged into his ears, it greatly enhanced his hearing.

Han Qingjing calmed himself down and could clearly feel that his spiritual power had increased, and the effect of strengthening his five senses had also been significantly enhanced.

"My strength has changed dramatically compared to a few months ago. At this rate, it won't be long before I become the number one expert in Baiyun County!" Han Qing casually threw a punch, the wind whistling through the air, his eyes gleaming with confidence.

"Continue tomorrow!"

Han Qing rolled over and got into bed.

...

The next day dawned.

He prepared the medicine for Master Fang and explained the Nine Yang True Skill to Liu San and the other twelve people. The reward was still a Blood Nourishing Pill.

He didn't take advantage of Master Fang either, and he put his all into each explanation, which deepened Liu San and the others' understanding of the Nine Yang True Skill.

After finishing his explanation, he got up and headed to the soap-making workshop courtyard.

Today, Yang Wu said he wanted to check his martial arts progress to see if he had been slacking off lately.

(End of this chapter)