Starting as dockworkers, they swept through Chongqing.

If he remains at the third rank due to fear of failure, then ten years later, when the seal of the Eight-Armed Evil God completely collapses, he won't even be qualified to stand before him.

Not to mention the Duke of Storms.

Thinking of that man, Xilun's breathing remained steady, but a slight ripple appeared in the crescent moon of her mental world.

He quickly suppressed his emotions.

Third, the flawless golden body.

The method he had previously obtained required five different herbs as the main ingredients.

I currently have the Fire-type Crimson Sun Spirit Grass and the Thunder-type Purple Bone Tempering Grass obtained from near the Mine Beast King.

We are still missing representative materials for the three elements of wind, water, and earth.

This method greatly improves physical strength.

If one can master the first level, not only can one further compensate for physical deficiencies, but one can also lay a more solid foundation for the fourth level of bone cultivation.

However, these three medicinal herbs are also quite valuable.

With the gold notes he had already lost, it would have been difficult to buy them all in the first place.

Now look what's happened.

The spatial turbulence swept away his gold notes, ordinary medicines, and most of his personal belongings, leaving only the tightly sealed rare medicinal herbs in his inner pocket.

If I want to continue my cultivation, I have to make money again.

Therefore, those three iron and wooden crates were indeed very attractive.

Xilun's thoughts wandered, eventually settling on the "Golden Thunder Vortex Sutra".

He has currently cultivated this method to the third stage.

The fourth stage requires gathering thunderclouds near the internal organs, making it far more dangerous than the first three stages.

He had previously used the Purple Gold Thunder Ore to make the fourth Thunder Mark appear, but his internal organs could not withstand it, so he voluntarily stopped the breakthrough.

If one can cultivate the scripture to the seventh stage, one can master a supplementary method.

Heavenly Gold Thunder Cloud Pattern.

Thundercloud patterns can refine the body from within, allowing the power of thunder to gently nourish the internal organs.

By then, internal injuries like the ones we have now will not require medication at all; given enough time, the body will be able to repair itself.

If one cultivates the "Golden Thunder Vortex Scripture" to the point of nine cycles of perfection, one can also cultivate a second method.

Heavenly Golden Thunder Cloud Body.

Steel bones and silver pines, blood like thunderous liquid.

Physical resilience, self-repair ability, and blood production capacity will all be greatly enhanced.

Even if a finger is severed, as long as it is preserved in time, there is a chance to reconnect it, or even slowly recover.

That was a terrifying life force that truly approached that of a high-level sea beast.

Of course, reaching the ninth rank is not easy.

Tinos spent nearly ten years training, but only reached the sixth stage, and could never break through the limits of the human body.

Swain also remained at the fifth turn.

Xilun possesses the Heart of the Thunder Dragon, the Great Thunder Breathing Technique, and the transformed Thunder Eagle, making him far superior to ordinary people. However, he would not underestimate the danger of this scripture.

"It's still too slow."

Xilun muttered to himself.

He seems to have ten years, but in reality, things could change at any time.

The seal on the Blackwater Abyss has loosened.

After he removed the ancient water essence, the cracks in the altar widened further.

How the monastery's leadership will handle this, and whether the eight-armed evil god will awaken prematurely, remains to be seen.

More importantly, his aura had already been memorized by that dark red eye.

From the moment he entered the sealed node with his severed right arm, there was no room for maneuver between the two sides.

Alternatively, he could use "The True Form of the Wind God" and the Devouring Summary to gradually digest the power of his severed right arm, eventually turning around and devouring the evil god.

Or one day, an evil god will find him by following his aura and steal his flesh, divinity, and soul.

The sound of rain outside the covered wagon gradually subsided.

Xilun gathered his thoughts and began to breathe quietly.

He dared not truly practice the Great Thunder Breathing Technique, and could only adjust his breathing according to the most basic rhythm, allowing his lungs and energy to slowly adapt.

With each breath, the Thunder Dragon's heart pounded.

A dull, stinging pain emanated from the damaged meridians.

The golden lightning energy, like extremely fine threads, slowly traveled along the flesh, stitching the tears together little by little.

After an unknown amount of time, Xilun suddenly felt a slight vibration deep in his right arm.

The seven loose blood locks tightened simultaneously.

A blurry outline emerged from beneath the skin and flesh, as if something was trying to open its eyes.

Xilun remained unmoved.

The chilling aura of Yin immediately enveloped his right arm, while the Thunder Dragon Heart separated a wisp of golden lightning energy, pressing down along his arm.

The dark red and black energy struggled for a moment, then slowly subsided.

Xilun looked down at his right hand.

This arm had nearly cost him his life several times.

Now, it is both the biggest hidden danger and the most dangerous trump card.

If we really want to deal with that third-tier pirate leader, our restored normal strength will be enough.

He would not use the strength of his remaining limbs unless absolutely necessary.

Xiren closed his eyes and continued meditating.

He won't make a move until he recovers from his injuries.

But the three large chests in the stone fortress, and the other key ingredient that could be used to refine the Bone Nether Elixir, had gradually formed a clear path in his mind.

The rain stopped just as dawn broke.

A thin layer of gray mist floated over the town, and the wet stone pavement reflected the morning light.

The convoy guards had already begun feeding coal into the steam engine boiler, the iron shovels striking the furnace wall with a crisp sound.

Soon after, white steam began to emerge from the brass pipes.

A dozen or so old steam locomotives, like steel behemoths awakening one after another, emitted a deep rumble.

Siren ended his meditation inside the caravan.

Overnight, most of the medicine's effects had been absorbed.

The wound on my left shoulder has stopped bleeding, and the small cracks on my face have healed somewhat.

However, the meridians in the body are still fragile, and even the slightest exertion will cause a needle-like pain in the chest.

He was not impatient.

Xilun got up from the hay and stretched his arms and legs a little.

Just as he raised his right arm, the carriage curtain was lifted.

Blue Soul carefully crawled into the covered wagon, clutching a wooden tray.

The plate contained porridge, two pieces of dark bread, and a small dish of pickled vegetables. In addition, there was a simple map drawn with charcoal.

"You're awake?"

"Um."

Lan Po put down the wooden tray and handed him the map.

"I drew this last night."

"This is Baisha Village, and this is the mine. The stone fortress with the blood hook is on the east side of the village, backed by a low hill."

"There are two sentry posts at the main gate of the stone fortress, and a steam gun emplacement is set up outside. However, the emplacement has been in use for many years and rotates very slowly."

She pointed to several black lines on the map.

"This is the mine cart track. Every evening, two carts deliver silver sand into the warehouse. The drainage ditch on the west side of the stone fortress leads to the backyard; my sister used to go in through there."

"Only the outlet of the drainage ditch is fitted with an iron fence."

"My sister said that ordinary swords and knives can't cut through it."

Xilun took the map and looked at it carefully.

Blue Soul's drawing skills aren't exactly good, but the important parts are clearly marked.

The distances between villages, mines, stone forts, sentry posts, gun emplacements, and surrounding roads are also roughly reasonable.

How many guards are there at the mine?

"Normally there are more than forty people."

Blue Soul replied, "Most of them are ordinary people, carrying steam rifles. There are about seven or eight true extraordinary individuals."

"Besides Blood Hook, the most powerful are the two Tier 2 bosses."

"If the Black Shark Pirates come to collect the silver sand, there will be even more of them. My sister usually gets advance notice."

Xilun asked, "How often do fourth-tier commanders come?"

"It's hard to say."

"Sometimes it takes two months, sometimes it takes half a year."

"He looks down on small places like Baisha Village. Unless there's a problem with silver sand production or someone rebels, he generally won't come here in person."

Lan Po paused, his expression becoming somewhat uneasy.

"However, we just saw him when we went to redeem Mom last time."

"Based on past experience, he probably won't go again anytime soon."

"should?"

Xilun looked at her.

Lan Po pursed her lips: "I can't lie to you and say I definitely won't."

"He's a fourth-tier extraordinary being; he won't tell us where he's going."

That statement is actually quite honest.

Xilun folded the map and placed it beside him.

"Did your sister ever consider attacking Bloodhook?"

Lan Po was taken aback, and after a moment of hesitation, he nodded.

"I've thought about it."

"She observed Bloodhook's routine in order to find an opportunity to save her mother."

"But there are too many ordinary villagers in the mine. If my sister fails, the pirates will kill her in retaliation."

"Moreover, my sister is no match for Bloodhook."

Although Lanzel was also a third-tier extraordinary being, she suffered from old injuries to her internal organs and lacked a complete inheritance. The fact that she could escape from three third-tier enemies single-handedly already demonstrated that she was not weak.

However, it is clearly still somewhat lacking compared to Bloodhook, whose physique has been perfected over many years.

Blue Soul sat on the edge of the covered wagon and asked in a low voice, "Will you go?"

"It's not decided yet."

The light in her eyes dimmed slightly, but she didn't press the matter further.

Xilun picked up the porridge and took a sip.

The porridge was very thin, with some chopped dried meat mixed in. It didn't taste very good, but it provided the most basic energy.

Lan Po watched him eat, and after a while, whispered, "You said last night that you would repay double when you returned to Star Ring City."

"Um."

"Actually, there's no need to double it."

"Pay back exactly what you borrowed."

Xilun looked up: "You're short of money."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Lan Po's face.

"It's very scarce."

"But you also lack it."

"Besides, that money isn't for you to save Mom. Whether you're willing to help or not is your own decision."

Xilun looked at her for a moment.

Lan Po nervously looked away.

Although she wanted to save her mother, she was unwilling to use fifty pounds to force the matter into a debt of gratitude.

Such naiveté would probably not have lasted long in the environment where Xilun lived in the past.

But the fact that she and her sister were able to escape from Baisha Village and endure ten years of oppression by pirates clearly shows that she was not as weak as she appeared.

Xilun withdrew his gaze.

"If I say double, then double."

Before Lan Po could say anything more, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the wagon.

The next moment, the carriage curtain was suddenly flung open.

A hand reached in from the outside.

Lanzer bent down and stepped into the covered wagon.

She was still wearing the same dark leather jacket as yesterday, with a curved knife hanging at her waist. The scar on her face ran diagonally from the corner of her eye to her jaw, making her already cold and hard face even more fierce.

After a night's rest, her breathing was noticeably more stable.

The effects of the Supreme Blue Soul Potion are excellent.

The previously damaged lungs have been initially repaired, and at least they no longer smell of blood with every breath as they did yesterday.

Lanzer glanced at Xilun first.

Then, her gaze fell on the corner of the carriage.

There was a pile of red vine residue left over from boiling medicine, and a faint red liquid remained in the copper pot.

Several paper packages bearing the logo of the town's pharmacy were casually placed next to the wooden crate by Xilun.

Lanzer's face immediately darkened.

"I saw you take my sister Lanpo's money."

She stared at Xilen, her voice as cold as iron just pulled from the sea.

"Yes or no?"

Lan Po panicked and quickly stood up.

Siren remained sitting on the hay.

"What's wrong?"

Lanzer's forehead twitched slightly.

Xilun's overly calm attitude only fueled the anger in her heart.

She discovered last night that her sister's fifty pounds, which she had been hiding for a long time, were missing.

I initially thought Lan Po used the money to buy food, but after asking the caravan's accountant in the morning, I learned that she hadn't used any of her personal savings at all.

Someone else just told her that they saw Lan Po and this man of unknown origin enter the pharmacy together last night.

She immediately understood what had happened.

"Sis, don't worry about it."

Lan Po stepped between the two and said urgently, "I lent it to him voluntarily."

"He needs to buy medicine, otherwise his injury will worsen."

Lanzer turned and glared at his sister: "You lent it to him willingly?"

"Um."

"What did he tell you?"

Lan Po was taken aback: "What? How do you mean?"

Lanzer gave a cold laugh.

"Did he say he would definitely return it to you once we get back to Star Ring City?"

Surprise appeared in Lan Po's eyes.

"Sister, how did you know?"

Lanzer's sneer became even more pronounced.

She has traveled all over the country for more than ten years and has seen too many swindlers.

Those people spoke in almost identical ways.

First, they put on an air of unfathomable mystery, then casually make a promise about an unverifiable future.

Once they got the money, they would find an opportunity to disappear without a trace.

The clothes that Siron was wearing were indeed precious.

That spear was indeed no ordinary weapon.

But this does not necessarily prove that he has a prominent status.

The wilderness is never short of dead extraordinary beings.

Who knows if he picked up those clothes and that gun from someone else's corpse?

Lan Ze'er grew angrier the more she thought about it.

But her younger sister was looking at her with a serious expression.

"Sis, you're so smart."

A look of surprise flashed in Lan Po's eyes, seemingly oblivious to the sarcasm in her sister's words.

"Mr. Celen not only said he would pay back the money, but he also said he would pay it back double."

"He really has a very impressive background."

"I was just about to ask him to help us solve this..."

"Shut up!"

Lanzer finally reached his breaking point.

She pulled Lan Po behind her, strode up to Xi Lun, and grabbed his collar.

The atmosphere inside the carriage suddenly became tense.

Xilun's eyes turned slightly cold.

His body instinctively wanted to retaliate, and the five fingers of his right hand gently clenched.

Just as the Thunder Dragon Heart was about to unleash its thunderous power, a sharp pain shot through its meridians.

He suppressed his instincts and did not make a move, but calmly looked at Lanzel who was so close to him.

Lanzer had no idea that he had just narrowly escaped death.

Her eyes were filled with anger.

"Are you even human?"

"You even cheated me out of my sister's money!"

"Do you know what she used those fifty pounds for?"

"That was money she had saved for two years to buy medicine for our mother!"

As she spoke, her chest heaved violently, her old wounds in her lungs were stirred by her emotions, and her face turned pale for a moment.

But she still clung tightly to Xilen's collar.

"She's soft-hearted, so you treat her like a fool and try to fool her?"

"A person like you deserves to be struck by lightning!"