Body Refinement for Longevity: From Health Cultivation Exercises to Overcoming All Techniques

Chen Han's face immediately turned ugly.

With so many martial artists in the Chen family, including two martial arts practitioners, sticking together for mutual support, they can easily traverse the wilderness unless something major happens.

Shen Yue is currently only a Ming Jin martial artist, and back then he must have only been a Ming Jin consolidation martial artist, even weaker than he is now. Why was he so careless and injured like this?

This matter was illogical to begin with, and Chen Han wanted to investigate it further but was constrained by his status, so he could only give up and discuss it another day.

The two women saw the dark-faced man hesitate for a moment after hearing this, then he took out a dark-colored pill and handed it over, saying,

"This is a pill I made using my family's traditional techniques. It has the effects of strengthening muscles and bones and restoring vitality. It is more than enough to treat your injuries."

This item is the only elixir among the inheritances Chen Han received. It is called the Rejuvenation Pill, a healing elixir that can restore essence and blood, and regenerate broken bones.

Although this medicine is a legendary elixir among cultivators, its negligible side effects make it safe for ordinary people to consume.

Using it to treat Shen Yue's injuries was a huge waste of its potential, but Chen Han didn't care. He just felt a little sorry for it, since he had originally intended it as a way to save his life.

Unfortunately, his family members were seriously injured and suffered severe aftereffects. Chen Han felt uneasy until they were fully cured.

"Is this dark, indistinct thing really that magical?"

Shen Yue expressed disbelief.

But then, a delicate fragrance wafted into her nose, making her feel as if she were bathed in a spring breeze, and even improving her spirits. The strange smell made her eyes light up, and when she looked over, she realized that it was the pill that the dark-faced man in front of her had taken out.

She then realized that these pills seemed to be a really good thing.

Seeing that the other party still had some doubts about him, Chen Han handed over the pills, then extended two fingers and secretly used his internal energy to gently tap Shen Yue's arm.

Then, Shen Yue's pupils contracted, and she felt a sudden, inexplicable palpitation. A powerful sense of oppression was brewing, and a dangerous aura instantly enveloped her.

She recognized it; it was a derivative move of the Chen family's Breaking Mountain Fist, the Two Yang Finger.

Only at this moment did she realize that the person in front of her was indeed her older brother, whom she had worried about day and night, but why had he ended up in such a miserable state?

Shen Yue stared blankly at Chen Han, her expression changing from worry and confusion to excitement, before finally stopping herself from speaking.

"Girl, add this pheasant and it'll cost fifty coins."

Shen Yue ultimately didn't ask any questions. After handing fifty coins to Chen Han, she left with her elder sister. Shen Wan, on the other hand, kept turning back to look at Chen Han, filled with reluctance.

Chen Han didn't say much and prepared to pack his things and leave.

He knew perfectly well that now was not the time to acknowledge each other.

Chen Han arrived outside the city, made several turns, and disappeared into the crowd.

Before long, he arrived at a desolate place in the surrounding mountains. This place was remote and dangerous, and ordinary people could not get through it at all. Besides, who would be so bored as to come to such a godforsaken place?

Chen Han found a relatively flat spot, sat cross-legged, facing the sky with his palms facing upwards, and began cultivating with a spirit stone in each hand.

Now, his goal, besides mastering second-rate martial arts, is to improve his magical power.

Physical cultivation is weak, and the reserves of magical power are pitifully scarce. Since magical power is an extremely powerful aid in battle, it is very important to improve one's magical power.

Another reason Chen Han consumed precious spirit stones for cultivation was that he wanted to use the storage bag and magic artifact.

There are still some inherited items in this storage bag, which Liu Qianqian put into it back then, and he still can't open it.

Next, he acquired a magical artifact. However, his current magical power was not pure enough, so using this artifact was like a small horse pulling a large cart—it had the appearance but no substance.

Although spirit stones are incredibly precious, they are ultimately meant to be used to enhance one's strength. Now is precisely the time when he urgently needs to become stronger, so if he doesn't use them now, when will he?

That night, it rained in the imperial city.

A slender woman dressed in a flowing embroidered gauze dress arrived at a large mansion, holding an umbrella. She wore white embroidered shoes, her legs were slender, her face was stunningly beautiful, her eyes were sharp as an eagle's, and she exuded an air of authority and cold elegance.

Behind her was a man dressed in a close-fitting outfit, respectfully attending to her. Upon arriving at the gate, he stepped forward and addressed the guards.

"The divine constable Ru Shuang has been ordered to come."

"So it's you, Divine Constable! Divine Constable, the Prince has been waiting for you. Please come in."

The guards were also exceptional individuals, possessing formidable combat strength at the martial arts realm, but within this manor, they were merely gatekeepers.

He then respectfully led the two into the hall.

"My Lord Constable, the Prince is inside."

After saying that, he lowered his head and waited to the side, awaiting his fate.

Zhuge Rushuang remained aloof and elegant as she stepped inside.

In the main seat sat a man, a burly middle-aged man with a square face, a thick beard, sharp eyebrows, and deep-set eyes.

He was sitting upright, handling affairs, with stacks of files on his table, and the wisps of smoke carrying the scent of spring in the snow spreading gently behind him.

"Miss Zhuge, it's really not easy to see you. I've written two letters but haven't received any response."

When the man saw Zhuge Rushuang enter, he smiled gently and teased her.

"My lord, the recent troubles in Black Lion City have been quite a problem, and my daughter has been extremely busy. She had to make excuses for many things to come here today."

Zhuge Rushuang cupped her hands and sighed softly.

"It's alright, you're here now. I'm here to ask you for a small matter: to capture someone, the one who was slaughtered by the Black Mountain Gang a few days ago. My men have been investigating for days but haven't found a single clue."

"Originally, I didn't want to deal with this gang, but after they came to my city, they reformed and started doing hard labor in Wantou to make a living. So I still have to keep an eye on them."

Zhuge Rushuang nodded and said, "Your Highness is concerned about the stability of the country and the well-being of the people. This matter is indeed important."

"Well, it's good that you understand me. Then I'll leave this matter to you."

The prince's scheme succeeded, and he simply passed the buck.

He knew that if he wrote a letter asking Zhuge Rushuang to handle this matter, it would most likely be a long time coming, or even a direct refusal. Everyone in the capital knew that the Divine Constable was worth a fortune and was always busy.

Although his reputation for being decisive and efficient is well-established, the heavy workload meant he had to bring an attendant to alleviate the burden.

That's why we asked them to come and talk in person.

"this..."

Zhuge Rushuang was speechless. She knew this old man was going to ask her for a favor again. If she had known, she would have refused. But she had already made the polite promises, so how could she refuse?

"After this matter is over, I will speak with the Prince and ask him to grant you a few days off."

"It is our duty to apprehend evildoers, and Zhuge Rushuang will certainly live up to this mission!"

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As the two left the mansion, Zhuge Rushuang, without changing her expression, instructed, "Investigate the case of the massacre of the Black Lion City Black Mountain Gang a few days ago, and make sure it is resolved within three days."

"Yes, Sister Zhuge."