The Magic Lamp Ability: Starting with One Person in the Republic of China Era

"First, take the master away from the battlefield. Once the master wakes up, he can open the bag and use the magic knife to recover quickly."

Liu Yan tensed up as she looked at Takeshita Akira who appeared behind her.

“Okay!” Liu Yan quickly carried Zhou Ming on her back, glanced at the two of them warily, and suddenly thought of something, saying, “Take Wen Ge and Zhang San’s bodies with you.”

"Yes!" Kamo Shinroku and Takeshita Akira nodded weakly in response.

The two immediately sprang into action and found Koike-kun on the outskirts of the explosion. Like them, he was directing the Blood Demon soldiers to dig trenches on the outskirts, which is why he escaped the blast and wasn't killed instantly.

In addition, a few high-ranking Blood Demon soldiers were still alive, and while cleaning up the bodies of his master's two friends, Kamo Shinroku even discovered the severely injured and unconscious Electromagnetic Cannon.

After quickly tidying everything up, they immediately gave chase; they had to protect their master.

After a while, some Nationalist soldiers from a distance cautiously explored the area.

……

Xiangyang Road, Shanghai.

In a small courtyard in the alley, the room with the windows open and the breeze blowing in exudes a faint scent of herbs.

A young man was lying on the bed when he suddenly opened his eyes.

Zhou Ming felt a splitting headache, and the primordial spirit fire in his upper dantian was half the size it used to be. The flames in his remaining two dantians also shrank to varying degrees.

Half of the blood-fiend power within his body evaporated, but it became purer.

Propelling himself to sit up, Zhou Ming reached down and touched the area below his left shoulder, where there was a raised mark.

Tearing open the clothes revealed a scar, and the next moment, streams of Qi spread from the skin, instantly transforming the flesh, bones, and muscles into Qi.

All external injuries healed quickly, and Zhou Ming felt some of the weakness in his body lessen.

Just as I was about to speak, a sharp pain shot through my lungs.

"Cough cough!" A sudden sound rang out, and there was an immediate reaction.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Liu Yan looked at Zhou Ming with a surprised expression.

"You're awake! Xiaoming, you're finally awake!" Liu Yan said, tears of joy streaming down her face.

Zhou Ming's face was tense as he gripped the edge of the bed tightly and asked in a low voice, "Is Brother Wen dead?"

Although he knew perfectly well what was going on, Zhou Ming still asked the question knowingly.

The joy on Liu Yan's face vanished, and she lowered her head, saying dejectedly, "To protect me, Brother Wen..."

The voice grew softer and softer until even Zhou Ming could no longer hear it.

"Now it's all over, cough cough..." Zhou Ming's face suddenly turned red, his breathing became labored, and he coughed violently.

"Four months, four months have already passed." Liu Yan quickly came over to support Zhou Ming and patted him on the back.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Upon hearing that it had been four months, Zhou Ming's cough worsened, but suddenly a powerful burst of energy erupted from his body, bringing everything to an abrupt halt.

The Qi within his body surged violently, and the three lamps of essence, Qi, and spirit suddenly erupted, turning the white Qi blood red in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Ming's flushed face instantly returned to normal, his lips were tightly closed, his face was taut, and his eyes were cold.

The outward feeling of weakness vanished, and Zhou Ming stood up steadily, as if he had not been injured at all.

"Xiaoming, you!" Liu Yan was shocked, not knowing what had happened.

It's actually quite simple; Zhou Ming forcibly dissolved the Qi in his lungs.

Zhou Ming was so weak because of an injury to his left lung, but this was neither a congenital disease nor a result of a training trip; it was simply an external injury.

The Reverse Rebirth Triple Technique could easily repair it, so in that instant, his will erupted, and Zhou Ming forcibly broke through to the realm of internal organs, directly transforming his Qi into his left lung and instantly completing the repair.

"I'm fine now." Zhou Ming turned to look at Liu Yan, his eyes softening slightly. She was one of the few remaining comrades-in-arms.

Footsteps came from outside. He Maozhen and his two companions, along with six third-tier blood demon soldiers, knelt down the moment they saw Zhou Ming.

"Master!" Kamo Shinroku and the others whispered.

Zhou Ming looked at the blood demon soldiers with an icy expression, took a few steps forward and stood next to Kamo Shinroku, reaching out to grab their heads.

"You're still alive!" Zhou Ming's emotionless voice rang out from above.

Kamo Shinroku lowered his head, somewhat nervously replying, "Yes!"

Then the small house fell silent, and after a moment Zhou Ming's voice could be heard.

"I remember you're a nobleman?"

“Yes!” Kamo Shinroku nodded.

“Then you should be able to safely return to the Japanese camp.” Zhou Ming looked down at Kamo Shinroku.

“Yes, the military would never dare to lay a hand on me, but they might dismiss me from my post and give me a less demanding position, while prohibiting me from accessing some top-secret intelligence,” Kamo Shinroku said.

“I don’t need you to access any top-secret intelligence. You just need to investigate one thing.” Zhou Ming suddenly clenched his fist, the veins on it throbbing.

"Who fired those three shells?" Zhou Ming's crimson aura surged violently, and a faint murderous aura erupted.

"Yes, I will investigate as quickly as possible," Kamo Shinroku said hurriedly, holding his breath.

"Go back now."

"Yes!" Kamo Shinroku immediately stood up and walked outside.

Chapter 100: Preparing Materials for the Demon Blade's Third Advancement

As Zhou Ming watched Kamo Shinroku's retreating figure, a murderous intent surged within him. He wanted nothing more than to find the Japanese soldier who fired the cannon and grind him to dust.

"Strength, or is my strength still insufficient?" Zhou Ming muttered to himself, his gaze turning to Takeshita Akira.

"Find me five Japanese devils whose disappearance won't have any impact."

"Yes!" After saying that, Takeshita Akira quickly disappeared from the spot.

Zhou Ming has already collected enough Blood Soul Blood Fiend Talismans. Now he only needs the materials and time to complete the final advancement.

"Go and collect these four months' worth of newspapers for me. I need to understand the changes that have occurred during this period," Zhou Ming said, looking at Koike-kun.

"Yes!" Koike-kun nodded and immediately got to work.

"You four go out and keep watch," Zhou Ming said, waving his hand at the remaining four Blood Demon soldiers.

After sending the four people away, Zhou Ming turned his gaze to Liu Yan.

"Xiaoming, are you really alright?" Liu Yan asked with some concern after everyone had left, and even reached out to touch Zhou Ming's chest.

"It's all better now." Zhou Ming said expressionlessly, swatting away Liu Yan's hand that was touching his chest.

He glanced at Liu Yan twice, then said, "You look very tired. You haven't had a proper rest in the past four months, have you? Now that you're alright, go and get some rest!"

After saying that, he grabbed Liu Yan's shoulders and pushed her onto his bed, then turned and walked outside.

After closing the door and stepping out of the small building, Zhou Ming looked at the small courtyard, when the courtyard gate was suddenly opened.

The electromagnetic cannon hummed a little tune, carrying a jar of wine in its left hand and a bag of braised meat in its right, as it walked in.

Upon seeing Zhou Ming's expressionless face, Electromagnetic Cannon shuddered, his skin breaking out in goosebumps as if he had been electrocuted.

"Boss... Boss, you're awake! I knew it! You're so lucky, you'd definitely wake up!" Electromagnetic Cannon rushed forward and said obsequiously.

Zhou Ming glanced at the wine, then at the meat, and said expressionlessly, "Wine and meat again, you seem quite happy."

"No...no!" The electromagnetic gun was terrified and stammered. In a moment of quick thinking, ignoring the many holes in his words, he blurted out, "I just thought the boss would wake up soon, so I bought it specifically."

"Thinking I'm about to wake up? You really know how to predict the future." Zhou Ming sneered.

"Ah...this...I..." Electromagnetic Cannon stammered, sweating profusely with anxiety.

Zhou Ming snorted coldly. After all, they had been through thick and thin together, so he didn't feel the need to kill them outright.

"What a coincidence, I can also predict the future." Zhou Ming said casually, "I think you'll be able to master the Divine Sense Thunder Fist in less than a month. Do you think my prediction is accurate?"

"Accurate! Boss's calculations are definitely accurate!" Electromagnetic Cannon breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said.

"Then why aren't you practicing?" Zhou Ming snatched the wine and meat away and sneered.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Electromagnetic Cannon turned around and ran to the backyard, where there was a small house that was his room.

Zhou Ming took the wine and meat back to the small building, and went straight to the second floor without stopping on the first floor.

Zhou Ming placed the wine and meat on the table and began to drink alone in silence.

A few hours later, Koike stood by the table with her head down, and a thick stack of newspapers was placed in front of Zhou Ming.

As he picked them up and examined them one by one, Zhou Ming's expression shifted between calm and ferocious.

"It's already March?" Zhou Ming suddenly said.

“March 16, 1938,” Koike-kun said softly.

Zhou Ming looked at the newspaper in his hand, which was from nearly two months ago and had a large photo on it.

"Yagyu Daiki?" Zhou Ming stared at the newspaper expressionlessly.

The above is Yagyu Taiki. The report states that he joined the Japanese Empire, became a Japanese citizen, and even joined a special operations team under the Special Higher Police, where he was appointed as the vice-captain.

"Joined Japan? Deputy Captain of the Special Higher Police? Major?" Zhou Ming had a premonition that this guy was definitely related to Sanpao.

Otherwise, why would he receive such preferential treatment? Even if he didn't, he deserves to die.

Anyway, the other party is also in Shanghai, so I'll definitely kill him if I get the chance.

Zhou Mingping composed himself, stood up, and walked outside.

Led by Koike-kun, they left Xiangyang Street and arrived at a secluded woodland.

Two grave mounds appeared before them. Zhou Ming stood there quietly, expressionless, somewhat dazed.

After standing there for a long time, until it was getting dark, Zhou Ming finally turned and left without saying a word.

Back in the small courtyard on Xiangyang Street, Zhou Ming saw five Japanese soldiers tied up and unconscious as soon as he entered the door.

“Master, these five people are all ronin from within the HK district. Even if they disappear, the investigation won’t trace them back to Xiangyang Street,” Takeshita Akira said, kneeling on one knee.

"Bring them all inside," Zhou Ming said after glancing at them.

"Yes!" Takeshita Akira immediately led the five Japanese ronin into the house.