The First Sage of Military Strategists

Chapter 77 Rebuilding the Foundation: Progress or Regression
For the next hour, Han Qing continued to rely on the Seven Killings Stele to increase his proficiency.

The proficiency level of the third chapter of the Zhige Jing was still improving, but it eventually stopped at the beginner level, with a value of 34.5%.

The mastery of this spirit-refining technique from Cheng Xiu has been fully transformed.

Han Qing slowly exhaled a breath of fresh air, his eyes revealing an undeniable weariness.

Despite the exhaustion, the feeling of constantly getting stronger was really exhilarating, and beneath the fatigue was an undeniable excitement and joy.

At this moment, he glanced around and saw that it was already broad daylight; he had been practicing for countless hours.

Fortunately, he was a carefree person and didn't need to worry about anything, so he turned over and went to sleep.

...

same moment.

In the main hall of the yamen, Qi Yan reclined on a chair, with a large table in front of him piled high with various documents.

In just a few days, she had completely eradicated several major "evil forces" in Baiyun County. Her ruthless methods earned her the respect and awe of everyone in the government.

Qi Yan casually picked up a few books from the table, flipped through them a few times, and then casually tossed them aside. He said loudly, "Qi Chong, I will leave Baiyun County with my men within three days. I have done what I needed to do. The Luo family and Black Cloud Mountain, those who should be killed have been killed, and those who should be arrested have been arrested. You, the county magistrate, are clean and have not let me find any flaws. Not bad!"

After I leave, the finishing touches will be your responsibility.

"Work harder from now on. If you cause any more problems, I won't let you off the hook!"

Qi Chong said loudly, "Please rest assured, sir, I will do my utmost to create a clean land for the people of Baiyun County."

Qi Yan glanced around and then her gaze fell on Yang Wu, who was standing to the side.

"Are you Master Han Qing?"

"Yes."

"That's right, you deserve a lot of credit!" Qi Yan praised with a smile.

"I dare not accept such praise. It is all thanks to Han Qing himself. I merely gave him some pills. Even without these external aids, he would at most progress a little slower, but he would still be able to pass the personal guard assessment and become a great figure in the future!" Yang Wu said respectfully.

This wasn't just polite talk; he genuinely felt that Han Qing's strength had nothing to do with him, since geniuses can't be taught.

"I know in my heart whether it has anything to do with me or not!" Qi Yan said, getting up and walking over to him, patting his hand up and down.

"Your physical constitution is indeed of superior quality, but your qi and blood are unstable and your foundation is not solid. Could it be that you suffered some kind of injury in your early years?" Qi Yan asked.

"You are truly remarkable, sir. I was indeed seriously injured once, which ruined my life. My path in martial arts has been cut off ever since. No matter how hard I study and practice, I can hardly make any progress!" Yang Wu said, feeling a bitter taste in his mouth.

Back then, he was a great genius in Baiyun County. After that incident, the genius fell and he became worse than an ordinary person. Such a blow is something that ordinary people cannot bear.

"As Han Qing's master, I will grant you one request, both morally and logically. I see that you seem to care a lot about your physical constitution. How about this, when I return to Hengshan City, I will soon send someone to deliver to you a spiritual pill to rebuild your physical constitution, so that you can continue on your martial arts path. What do you say?" Qi Yan said calmly.

"Thank you, sir!" Yang Wu said loudly.

“The yamen is currently short of a county magistrate. I heard from Han Qing that you are of good character, so you should take on this role. What do you think, Magistrate Qi?” Qi Yan turned and asked.

"That's excellent!" Qi Chong nodded repeatedly.

He had always hoped that Yang Wu could become the county magistrate. Yang Wu was good in every way – in terms of ability, experience, and reputation – and was the best candidate for the position.

Qi Yan's tone, though seemingly deliberating, was actually filled with an unyielding domineering air.

"Thank you, sir!" Yang Wu was overjoyed once again.

Previously, Baiyun County was corrupt and chaotic, and he was powerless to change it. His greatest wish was to escape this place and go elsewhere to serve as an official, or even a clerk.

However, now that the Luo family has fallen, his thinking has changed, and staying to serve as the county magistrate is the best option.

...

Han Qing woke up. He glanced around and saw that the sun was shining brightly outside; it was already noon again.

He got up and went outside, and saw that Grandpa Fang was lying on the chair sunbathing, just like always.

Despite it being the dead of winter, the sun is shining exceptionally brightly today.

"Why are you only getting up now, kid? The path of martial arts is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall behind. If you slack off for a long time, even the best talent will be hard to achieve!" When Master Fang saw Han Qing come out of the room, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He had been with Han Qing for three years and nine months, and he had never seen Han Qing wake up at noon. Naturally, he couldn't help but offer a few words of advice.

There are countless geniuses, but also a considerable number who fade into obscurity.

Han Qing understood that Master Fang meant well, so he respectfully said, "Master Fang's teachings are correct. It's not that I'm lazy, but I practiced too hard yesterday and something went wrong. I need to rest more to avoid injuring my bones."

Master Fang suddenly realized: "I knew you'd slack off. You need to rest. You can't be too crazy when you're practicing martial arts."

As he spoke, he stood up and shouted at the large group of teenagers around him, "Even if the mute became a bodyguard, he still practices martial arts so diligently. Aren't you all going to be more diligent? What, are you waiting for me to kick you out after your three-year term?"

Hearing Fang Ye and Han Qing's conversation, these teenagers felt a surge of determination.

Yes, Han Qing has already achieved great success in their eyes, yet he still works so hard. What reason do we have to slack off? We have to fight! We have to train hard!
Seeing the bright eyes and spirits of the many young people, Master Fang nodded in satisfaction. He had to admit that with Han Qing as a role model, the atmosphere of the entire courtyard had changed dramatically.

It's just a pity that Baiyun County is too small to accommodate such a big shot as Han Qing.

A dragon lies hidden in the abyss; a pond is too shallow. Only a vast river or sea can allow it to roam freely.

"Master Fang, I'm leaving tomorrow. Come with me to the Zao Ban Courtyard for a few drinks tonight!" Han Qing suddenly said.

"Okay, I'll definitely be there!" Master Fang nodded with a smile.

Han Qing got up and headed to the training ground of the Zao Ban. Although he was about to leave, he could not slack off on his martial arts training. He would practice as much as he could.

With a thought, the Seven Killings Stele appeared, along with a large amount of information.

“When I killed Cheng Xiu before, I only chose a Spirit Refining Technique. Now I can also choose a martial arts skill.”

His eyes swept up and down, and after a slight hesitation, he chose this minor mastery of lightness skill, the Wave-Treading Skill!
"The Wild Goose Technique has always been at the Great Perfection stage; this is the perfect opportunity to push it to its limit!"

After some thought, Han Qing directly transferred his proficiency in the Wave-Treading Skill to the Wild Goose Technique.

In an instant, his proficiency with the Wild Goose Technique began to rise rapidly.

A wealth of information flooded Han Qing's mind, and his understanding of this lightness skill deepened rapidly.

He moved nimbly and leaped across the open space, constantly practicing this light-body skill, feeling, digesting, and improving it.

He was so engrossed in it that three hours passed without him realizing it.

At a certain moment, the proficiency level of the Wild Goose Technique on the panel reached perfection.

But this is not the end, because the skill proficiency in the Wave-Treading Technique has not yet been fully consumed.

The transformation is ongoing.

Han Qingwei closed his eyes, but a large number of core principles of this martial art still emerged in his mind, as if someone was helping him deduce them.

In the blink of an eye, another hour had passed, and the deduction finally came to an end.

Han Qing opened her eyes, her eyes sparkling with confidence.

"Wild Goose Technique, Break Limits!"

He stood up, glanced around, and suddenly leaped into the air. Without any deliberate effort, many of his skills had become second nature. He easily jumped onto a high wall in front of him, then leaped down from it, landing silently on the ground.

"Compared to the Great Perfection of Lightness Skill, the current Wild Goose Technique is faster, flies higher, and saves more energy!"

(End of this chapter)