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

But his name cannot be engraved at the scene of the crime, especially not in such a tone.

The death of a lieutenant general is nothing. With his backing and family influence, at most he will be punished by being transferred back to Japan. With some maneuvering, he will still have a chance to make a comeback.

If a large-scale massacre of civilians had occurred in China, and his name was engraved at the scene, then he would be finished.

It won't take many, just three or four times, and his political career will be over. If it really blows up, he might even have to be pushed out to quell public anger.

This was his Achilles' heel, and Kitano Nobuto clenched his fists, ultimately having no choice but to compromise.

On a rooftop some distance from the prison, Zhou Ming stood watching the released members of the opera troupe.

"It's too restrictive. But after killing a lieutenant general, we have no choice but to compromise." Zhou Ming clenched his fists, watching the opera troupe walk away.

There are about 400 million Chinese people in Shanghai, all living under the rule of these Japanese devils. Zhou Ming could not possibly ignore their safety.

"I've already killed most of the Japanese superhuman experts. Staying here to deal with those high-ranking Japanese officials would easily backfire, so it's better to leave." Zhou Ming let out a long sigh.

Leaving is merely a temporary choice. Zhou Ming will not forget his hatred over time; he is simply waiting for his concerns to disappear.

"Hurry up! I'm still waiting to use those Japanese devils to develop some amazing supernatural powers!" Zhou Ming longed for these past few years to pass quickly.

By focusing their senses within their bodies, they saw a river of blood formed from the blood of 48 souls, dazzling demonic runes, and the rekindled Blood Demon Spirit.

These things will definitely need to be integrated together in the future for a second transformation.

Turn around and leave.

Safe House Number One!

“Starting tomorrow, help me find suitable candidates. I need to complete the Blood Demon Soldier roster,” Zhou Ming said, looking at Nomura Jiichi.

“Yes!” Nomura Jiichi stood up and said.

"One hundred of them will stay behind to continue assassinating those arrogant traitors, and one hundred low- to mid-level merchants will be selected to return to Japan to unite and collect grain," Zhou Ming continued.

It's not that we don't want to choose big merchants, it's just that big merchants are too obvious targets, and if we go back to collect grain at this time, it will be easy for people to notice us.

It's going to crash! The timeline is wrong, and the update is delayed.

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The timeline of the Tang Sect storyline is wrong. I remember when I was writing the outline before the new year, I searched for the years 38 to 40. The three assassinations and the final battle at Kulong Mountain span two years.

I had interspersed Lü Ren's appearance in the previous 38-year storyline, but when I was researching just now, I found that the Battle of Mianshan and the Battle of Kulongshan were both 40-year storylines, so there was no two-year gap between them.

I just wrote one page and it all needs to be revised, damn it, the outline also needs to be changed.

You really can't just look at one thing on Baidu; you have to search for several and compare them, otherwise you might accidentally find something wrong.

The update will be posted this afternoon.

Chapter 116 The Envisioned Step-by-Step Technique

Four months later!

Chengdu, inside a large courtyard.

Zhou Ming sat in an armchair, holding a secret manual in his hand, which contained the tips and theories for enhancing male virility.

"Yang energy transforms into fire. Using this as the core theory, I should be able to convert my innate special ability into an acquired cultivation technique." Zhou Ming squinted his eyes, reading the book while pondering in his mind, multitasking.

Four months had passed since Zhou Ming made up his mind to leave Shanghai, and he had spent most of that time on the road.

After all, with over 200 Blood Demon soldiers, and in the midst of chaos, for safety's sake, they would rather take a detour than force their way through, which is why it took so long.

He killed many people in Shanghai over the past year and also amassed a lot of gold, silver, jewelry, and silver dollars, so he was not short of money.

After acquiring a large courtyard and settling his subordinates, Zhou Ming finally had complete leisure time.

I began to organize what I had learned and make some plans. It was in this process that I realized more clearly how much the magic lamp could help me.

"If Nomura Jiichi can integrate the knowledge of his own soul mutation to create the Heart Arrow Fly Target, why can't I create a post-natal skill that transforms innate abilities?"

It was with this idea in mind that Zhou Ming began to study his own special ability.

First, we need to organize what we have learned. Only by having a clearer understanding can we know how to become stronger.

Secondly, it's also for the sake of future generations. The three divine lamps are extremely helpful for cultivation. Currently, only the Divine Power of the Primordial Spirit Lamp can be used for postnatal cultivation.

However, it is extremely difficult. Unless one is exceptionally gifted, it is difficult to even begin to learn the basics, let alone master them.

Zhou Ming had the idea of ​​reducing the difficulty, and after thinking it over, he came up with a plan.

Just as one's cultivation progresses from low to high, eventually leading to godhood, Zhou Ming also plans to start with the easy and gradually move to the difficult, creating a combined cultivation path.

Just like Zhou Ming's own awakening, it started with the Divine Lamp, then the Spirit Lamp, the Lamp of Essence, the Lamp of Primordial Qi, and the Lamp of Primordial Spirit, progressing step by step.

“Yang energy is also life energy, and everyone has it. Using it as a guide, we can refine Qi into fire…” Zhou Ming’s thoughts were running actively.

"After mastering this method, you can then cultivate the Seven Aperture Spirit Lamp Technique. Your inspiration will become exponentially sharper, and you will be able to carefully perceive your own essence, energy, and spirit. Then, you can start from the essence..." Zhou Ming continued to follow his train of thought.

Once all five divine lamps of name, spirit, essence, energy, and mind have been cultivated, even if one does not become a master, with the assistance of the divine lamp flames, one can quickly grow into a master.

Zhou Ming flipped through the manual in his hand, occasionally closing his eyes to ponder and sense his own special abilities.

Suddenly, Zhou Ming looked toward the courtyard gate. Takeshita Akira walked in from outside the gate and immediately knelt down, saying, "Master."

"There's news!" Zhou Ming asked, his gaze returning to his book.

"Yes, Master. We have information about a successor of the Heavenly Gang Qi, but the person may be a member of the Quanxing Sect, and their whereabouts are unpredictable," Takeshita Akira said, bowing his head.

“Quanxing, how come it’s those rats from the gutter again?” Zhou Ming frowned and asked, “How did you find out?”

“Wherever this person goes, members of the Quanxing Sect appear. Once or twice could be a coincidence, but eight or ten times is very suspicious,” Takeshita Akira said.

"Find out the truth. If they really are from Quanxing, ... arrest them directly," Zhou Ming said coldly.

This was clearly misplaced anger, but whenever Zhou Ming heard the words "Quanxing," he couldn't help but think of Liu Dashu, and his heart immediately filled with rage.

This is not a time of peace, but a time of war and national crisis. Those despicable, eccentric, and wicked individuals cannot be simply described as bad people, villains, or murderers.

Instead, they were ruthless bandits, massacres, rapes, and all sorts of evil deeds; traitors who sold out their country for personal gain.

Quanxing itself is an organization that gathers villains, and there are far more extremely evil people and traitors in it than in other organizations.

It is precisely because of this that in the original work, the disciples of those prestigious sects were forced to exterminate their own disciples simply because they became sworn brothers with Wugensheng. This is one of the reasons why.

“Yes!” Takeshita Akira replied.

Zhou Ming closed the book in his hand and thought to himself, "Comparing the safety of a society in peacetime to that in wartime is like comparing a petty thug who has killed someone to a terrorist organization—they are not even in the same league."

After calming down, Zhou Ming looked at Takeshita Akira across from him and asked, "Have you investigated those Japanese devils thoroughly?"

Takeshita Akira lowered his head and did not answer. Seeing Takeshita Akira's appearance, Zhou Ming understood the situation.

Those Japanese ninjas were, after all, ninjas, and their ability to conceal their movements was professional. Finding out their actions was indeed not easy.

Zhou Ming waved his hand, and Takeshita Akira immediately withdrew.

"Bihe Mountain!" A flash of light appeared in Zhou Ming's hand, and the Demon Blade Soul Devourer appeared in his hand.

“Eita Nikaido!” Zhou Ming squinted his eyes.

Ever since Zhou Ming awakened the power of the Demon Blade, he has been fixated on this so-called demon.

This Japanese soldier and the Hirumaru he wields are excellent materials and a wielder; they could definitely forge a demonic sword.

Just then, footsteps sounded from behind the noise. Ye Qingyu, with her pregnant belly protruding, was holding a box in her hand.

"This is rice candy, I heard it's a local specialty." Ye Qingyu placed the box on the table, opened it, and took out the rice candy inside.

"I'll take it. You're pregnant now, so try not to move around too much." Zhou Ming quickly stood up and took the small dish with rice candy on it.

"I really can't stay idle, and we're not ordinary people, so it's not that dangerous," Ye Qingyu said with a light laugh.

Zhou Ming shook his head slightly, feeling somewhat helpless, but during her pregnancy, he could only go along with Ye Qingyu.

……

Akira Takeshita, sitting in the back seat of a car, turned her head and stared coldly at the man next to her.

This man was burly, with a fleshy face and a bald head. He looked fierce, with a scar on his face and his left ear cut off, making him appear even more menacing.

But this man with such a fierce face acted like a coward, saying, "Brother, don't worry, I'll do whatever you say."

"Sit still and don't talk nonsense."

The one-eared creature with the fierce expression immediately covered its mouth, appearing obedient.

But One Ear's eyes were scanning the surroundings. He glanced at the person in the passenger seat and the driver. They gave him the same feeling as the fierce-looking old man next to him, only slightly weaker.

"What kind of powerful person did I offend? They sent three such fierce guys to arrest me." One-Ear turned his head to look out the window.

The window was blocked by a thick curtain. Although it wasn't secured, and one could see outside with just a reach, Yi Er dared not move an inch.

The car quickly slowed down and then drove into a backyard, where the car door was opened.

After Takeshita Akira came down, he looked at the one-eared boy who was peeking around, his face turned cold, and a blood-red Soul Eater appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, One-Ear trembled in fright and quickly got downstairs.

Chapter 117 [The Three Everlasting Lamps]

One-Ear looked at the architectural style of the backyard and immediately realized that he had been taken to Sichuan.

"Sichuan? Tang Clan? Doesn't seem like it. They look so fierce and menacing, there's not a single trace of them hiding." One-Ear was still guessing in his mind.

But as they followed the murderous old man through several inner courtyard gates and saw Zhou Ming in a small courtyard, they knew it wasn't them.

"boom!"

One-Ear knelt down with a thud, a hint of ferocity appearing on his狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) face as he fawned, "Sir, what brings you here? Please give your orders."

"You are Quanxing!" Zhou Ming said calmly, flipping through the book in his hand.

Upon hearing this, One-Ear's heart pounded, and he immediately threw himself to the ground, sobbing and crying, "Grandpa, I was forced into this! Those people..."

Zhou Ming looked calmly at One-Ear, who was crying and sniffling. Despite his fierce expression, he could still look aggrieved. His acting skills were truly remarkable.

"Come on, let me let you die knowing why." Zhou Ming said, throwing the small notebook in his hand over.

The small notebook lying on the ground was flipping through its pages. One ear could clearly see that there were several things he had done.