High Martial Arts: Gains one point of health per second, sweeping across the heavens.

Inside an abandoned factory in the E-17 wilderness area.

Tie Zhu and Shi Hai's team had just finished hunting a Shadow Cat, and one of the team members was guiding the demonic spirit. Suddenly, several specially made paralyzing beams shot out from the shadows, accurately hitting all three team members. The three collapsed to the ground without uttering a sound.

Five masked men in black quickly appeared, working in pairs to drag the unconscious student away with practiced ease. The leader, the most imposing, looked at Tie Zhu and Shi Hai with a mocking expression and said in a hoarse voice, "Target confirmed. Take him away."

"What do you want to do!" Tie Zhu roared.

"Come with us, or have your legs broken and be dragged away," the leader of the men in black said coldly, signaling his men to speed up their actions.

Just then, Yang Baichuan stormed into the factory like a whirlwind, punching away a black-clad man who approached the trainees and shielding Tie Zhu and Shi Hai. His face was ashen: "You dare kidnap people in Linjiang? Who are you?"

The leader of the men in black narrowed his eyes upon seeing Yang Baichuan, knowing the plan had changed. He gestured, and the five men in black immediately abandoned their dragging and instead slowly approached Yang Baichuan in a fan shape.

"Yang Baichuan, you're blocking my way." The leader's voice was icy. "Killing you and taking these kids with you is the same."

Yang Baichuan sensed the aura of the five opponents, especially the leader, which was no weaker than his own. His heart sank, but he still refused to give an inch.

The battle erupted instantly. Five black-clad men at the Qi Condensation Realm joined forces to attack, and Yang Baichuan was overwhelmed. He was quickly wounded and his energy was severely depleted, but he held his line of defense.

Just as Yang Baichuan was about to be struck by a fatal attack, a terrifying pressure that made one's soul tremble suddenly descended, and all the men in black froze instantly, their faces drained of color.

"Whoever messed with me...does they want their entire family wiped out?"

An arrogant voice, like a thunderclap from the heavens, exploded within the abandoned factory!

Immediately afterwards, the pale purple energy shield shattered like fragile glass with a "crack"!

A figure appeared in front of Yang Baichuan like a ghost. Facing the attacks of the five Qi Condensation Warriors, he simply raised his right hand.

That hand was fair, slender, and looked harmless.

But it was just this one hand that gently pressed forward.

"Buzz—!"

An invisible yet immense force, as vast as the sea, suddenly erupted!

The attacks of the five men in black were like ice and snow meeting the sun, instantly melting and annihilating in the face of this power!

Along with them, it was as if they were hit head-on by a high-speed starship. The five figures were sent flying backward at an even faster speed than when they arrived, and slammed hard against the concrete wall of the factory. The sound of bones breaking was like popping beans!

The five men collapsed to the ground, their masks shattered, revealing horrified faces. They were all severely injured and incapacitated.

Su Jie slowly withdrew his right hand, as if he had only swatted a few flies.

Su Jie didn't even glance at the five men in black. He turned to the dumbfounded Tie Zhu and Shi Hai, frowning slightly. "Are you alright?"

Tie Zhu snapped back to reality, his voice trembling with excitement: "N-nothing! Instructor, you're amazing!"

Yang Baichuan also breathed a heavy sigh of relief, his eyes filled with awe as he looked at Su Jie.

Su Jie nodded, his gaze sweeping over the unconscious team members on the ground, his eyes growing colder. He walked up to the leader of the men in black, looking down at him.

"The Zhao family?" Su Jie's voice was devoid of any emotion.

The man in black coughed up blood, his eyes filled with terror, but he clenched his teeth and remained silent.

"Not going to tell?" Su Jie's lips curled into a cruel smile. "It's alright, I have plenty of ways to find out."

He extended his right index finger, emanating a chilling aura, and slowly touched the man in black's brow.

"Perfect, I'll use you guys to test the hardness of my tempered finger bones, and while I'm at it... I'll search your souls."

The black-clad man's pupils constricted, and he let out a desperate roar: "No—!" Su Jie's fingertips did not actually touch the black-clad man's brow, but the wisp of blood energy that had been fused with the mental pressure of a war god was like an invisible needle, piercing the other's sea of ​​consciousness!

"ah--!!!"

The man in black let out a shrill scream that was not human, his whole body convulsed violently, his eyes rolled back, and fragments of his memory were forcibly flipped through by Su Jie like a flood breaking through a dam.

A moment later, Su Jie withdrew his finger, his eyes as cold as an eternal icy pool.

"The Zhao family of Jinling... Zhao Xuankong! Good, very good. You dare to covet the cultivation techniques I give to my students?" He muttered to himself, his killing intent almost tangible. "You think you can test my limits by hiding behind the scenes and sending a few small fry?"

He glanced at the black-clad leader, who lay on the ground like a rag doll, completely broken, and ordered the head of the Linjiang City Defense Patrol Team who had arrived: "Take these good-for-nothings back and cripple them. Pry them open and solidify all the evidence. Then, 'invite' them back to Jinling alive, and personally deliver them and their confessions to the Zhao family's gate."

The person in charge sensed the chill in Su Jie's words and immediately bowed, replying, "Yes, War God Su Jie! I guarantee the mission will be completed!"

Su Jie nodded, ignoring these minor characters. He turned to look at Tie Zhu and Shi Hai, as well as the other three team members who had just been revived by his qi and blood and were still somewhat weak.

"How are you feeling?" Su Jie asked, his tone returning to calm.

Tie Zhu clenched his fist, feeling the martial soul within him that had unexpectedly advanced to the second tier due to the life-or-death crisis. He exclaimed excitedly, "Instructor, I've broken through! Second tier martial soul! I feel twice as strong as when I had the first tier martial soul. Now I have at least 400 combat points!"

The other three team members, though still shaken, also had a determined look in their eyes, a testament to their survival. This encounter, though dangerous, had given them a true taste of the cruelty of martial arts and Su Jie's unfathomable power, intensifying their yearning for strength.

【Ding! 】

[Three new disciples have been detected, bringing the current number of disciples to 6. Daily Faith Points increased by 6.]

"Very good." Su Jie nodded in satisfaction. "Remember how you felt today. The path of martial arts is never peaceful. Enemies will not pity you because you are weak. You can only rely on your own fists and martial spirit!"

With a wave of his hand, a gentle yet powerful surge of energy enveloped the five of them: "Go back and rest to digest what you've gained. The battles to come will be even more interesting."

……

After sending the trainees back to the laboratory base to treat their injuries, Su Jie did not immediately seek revenge on the Zhao family. He needed to make the slap in the face sting, and his revenge thorough; he had more important things to do now.

He returned to the training room, continuing to refine the martial bones while simultaneously connecting to the personal computer and directly communicating with Nangong Bo.