Immortal Martial Saint, starting with unlimited stat points

Midnight.

As the white mist rose, Zhou Chen slowly opened his eyes.

"It's getting harder and harder to find relics, while there are more and more elite-level monsters."

Recalling the two elite monsters he had just killed, Zhou Chen frowned slightly, sensing that the situation was troublesome.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his gaze back to the panel in front of him.

Name: Zhou Chen

[Realm: Marrow Cleansing Realm]

【23:59:14】

【Fine: 18.3】

[Qi: 0.0]

【God: 1.6】

[Supernatural Ability: Psychic Tracking (Mastery, 85%)]

【Eight-Nine Arcane Arts (Beginner, 30%)】

【72 Transformations (Beginner, 50%)】

【Skill: Zhenyue Stance (Mastery, 14%)】

【Crimson Flame Staff Technique (Mastery, 15%)】

【Crimson Flame True Skill (Minor Success, 25%)】

Archery (Mastery, 9%)

【Trap (Beginner, 15%)】

[Relics: Breakthrough Relic (Beginner) *13, Three Treasures Relic (Beginner) *0]

[Qingfuqian: 1300]

After exploring the Qiankun Realm for half a month, Zhou Chen only obtained ten low-level breakthrough relics and seven low-level Three Treasures relics.

Compared to the increasingly rare relics, elite monsters of all kinds are emerging in an endless stream.

Even so, none of Zhou Chen's three supernatural abilities have yet reached the upgrade threshold.

The seven relics of the Three Treasures had already been used up when they were acquired, and with the pills he had been taking these past few days, Zhou Chen's spirit attribute had increased to 18.3.

Zhou Chen had been planning to gather enough of the initial breakthrough relics he had accumulated to upgrade the Great Completion Realm Zhenyue Stake or the Crimson Flame Staff Technique to the Perfect level.

Since the beginning of his cultivation journey, Zhou Chen has never mastered a single cultivation technique to perfection.

"Based on previous patterns, thirteen beginner-level breakthrough relics can at most increase the proficiency of a mastered technique by 81%, which is still one piece short of mastering the Crimson Flame Staff Technique," Zhou Chen calculated, looking at the various numbers on the panel.

"Let's wait and see. Even if Senior Brother Chen tells me the location of Black Wind Stronghold's lair tomorrow, it will still take some time to get there. Perhaps there will be another chance to enter the Qiankun Realm."

Having made up his mind, Zhou Chen got up from the bed, stood with his feet shoulder-width apart, and began practicing the Zhenyue Stance, his body as swift as a galloping horse.

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The next day, early in the morning.

As Chen Yunpeng stepped into the martial arts hall, he saw Zhou Chen practicing his staff techniques by himself, and a hint of envy flashed in his eyes.

If a martial artist is entangled in worldly affairs like him, his progress will inevitably be slow.

To cultivate with the same single-minded focus as Zhou Chen is extremely difficult.

"Found it." He handed over a map, which depicted the surrounding terrain of Xingde County in great detail.

Within Xingde County, only three powerful families have the resources to send people to undertake such a large-scale project.

Zhou Chen looked at the location circled in vermilion ink on the map, next to which were three large black characters.

"Eagle's Sorrow Gorge".

He raised an eyebrow, indicating that he had some recollection of this place.

When he first started hunting in Yunsong Mountain, he heard some old hunters say that Yingchoujian was a very dangerous place, so dangerous that even eagles could hardly fly over it, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Unexpectedly, the infamous Black Wind Stronghold was located right next to Eagle Sorrow Stream.

Chen Yunpeng added, "I had someone inquire around, and it turns out there's a Marrow Cleansing Martial Artist in Black Wind Stronghold. This person is the leader of Black Wind Stronghold, nicknamed 'Iron Wolf of the North,' and he's incredibly skilled."

"Besides these, there are countless practitioners of 'filth-refining' and 'tendon-changing' martial arts."

"Are you really going?" Chen Yunpeng stared at him. "Alone?"

"Hmm." Zhou Chen's tone was calm, and he did not change his expression upon hearing that there were Marrow Cleansing Martial Artists in Black Wind Stronghold.

After all, the two of them had known this for a long time; they were just getting to know it a little better now.

Chen Yunpeng opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he just sighed and said, "Be careful."

Zhou Chen patted him on the shoulder and turned to leave.

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Inside the house.

Zhou Chen sat at the table, with the Moonlight Staff and the Crimson Bow, which had not been used for a long time, beside him.

He looked at the map provided by Chen Yunpeng, which had a very clear route, even marking off little-known paths.

"These powerful families truly have connections everywhere."

Zhou Chen looked at the map and couldn't help but marvel.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes and mentally rehearsed the rescue route.

The purpose of this solo incursion into Black Wind Stronghold was to save Aunt Sun, Little Tiger, and the lives of everyone in Cangsong Village. Naturally, one could not simply kill indiscriminately, otherwise, the bandits would become enraged and kill the hostages in a fit of anger, thus ruining the mission.

"First, use your seventy-two transformations to infiltrate and find out the villagers' location before rescuing them."

He opened his eyes and stood up, his gaze calm as still water.

Without calling out to anyone, Zhou Chen rented a fine horse in the city, and with a bow and a staff, he sped out of the city gate and headed straight for Eagle's Sorrow Gorge.

Delay will only lead to unforeseen changes.

The sound of horses' hooves clattered as the sun rose higher.

Zhou Chen spared no effort, speeding along the official road like an arrow released from a bow.

Several hours passed before Zhou Chen left the official road and walked along the forest path.

Another hour passed, and the path ahead was now covered with thorns, causing the horse to hesitate and refuse to move forward.

Zhou Chen simply abandoned his horse and rode alone, which actually made him faster.

As night approached, a bright spot appeared ahead of the dark forest, illuminating half the sky.

Zhou Chen leaned the Moonflower Staff aside, took the Crimson Flower Bow from his back, and aimed it at a patrolling sentry dressed as a bandit.

"Whoosh..."

The arrow whistled softly and pierced through the bandit's neck.

In the next instant, Zhou Chen had already sheathed his bow and raised his staff, catching the bandit's body before he could fall to the ground and make a sound.

Zhou Chen looked up and saw two or three incredibly thick iron chains hanging down from above. Judging from the smoothness of their surfaces, people must climb them frequently.

The route he chose to enter the village was not the main road known to everyone, but a secret passage known only to the villagers.

For this reason, Black Wind Stronghold was not worried about being attacked here, and only left one person to guard it.

Zhou Chen glanced at his bandit-like subordinates, his expression changing rapidly.

Before long, ordinary people could no longer distinguish Zhou Chen from the dead bandits.

Zhou Chen quickly changed his clothes, slung his bow over his shoulder, and began climbing up the iron chain.

After mastering the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, Zhou Chen's physical condition underwent a tremendous change, allowing him to climb steep mountain walls as easily as walking on flat ground.

In less than half an hour, he had almost reached the back of Black Wind Stronghold.

Black Wind Village is built in a mountain valley in Eagle Sorrow Gorge, with cliffs on three sides and only one road leading to the outside world from the front.

The stockade wall was built of thick logs and was two zhang high. Bandits patrolled back and forth on the top of the wall.

Seeing the iron chains swaying behind them, the bandits at the top of the cliff had a flash of insight and shouted, "Who's there?"

In the dead of night, the mountains are shrouded in mist.

Looking down from above, the bandits could only see a sea of ​​clouds rising and obscuring the view through the fog, so they could only shout.

The iron chains swayed, but there was no response from below.

"Ma Liu, stop fooling around. If you don't respond, I'll call the brothers."

Ma Liu was the name of the bandits stationed below.

Beneath the mist, Zhou Chen heard the voice above him, which was only a dozen feet away, and his muscles tensed up.

The next moment, the telepathic ability spread to the top of the cliff, sensing all the visible and hidden sentries above.

"There is only one person on guard; the others are sentries hidden in the trees, and their line of sight may be off."

Zhou Chen calmed himself down and plunged his hands into the stone wall as if piercing through tofu.

The thick iron chain, having lost Zhou Chen's weight, gradually calmed down.