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

From a distance, the group looked like a caravan, with horse-drawn carriages carrying goods in the middle and people standing around them, moving forward at a leisurely pace.

Strangely, all of them were dressed in black robes, which made them look rather odd.

"These people have a problem."

Zhuge Rushuang spoke softly, offering a reminder.

Even Chen Han could see that something was wrong, so how could Zhuge Rushuang, who had been an investigator for many years, not notice it?

Chen Han remained silent and did not respond.

The two groups met as expected, and for a moment they remained silent, each sizing up the other.

The first to speak was Zhuge Rushuang, her voice icy as she asked indifferently, "Who are you?"

Her condescending tone revealed her high-ranking status, and the magnificent black horse she rode was clearly the mount of some important figure in the city. This discovery startled all the men in black robes, and their faces immediately turned ugly.

"Sir, we are a passing caravan."

One of them, who seemed to be the leader, stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting, and responded respectfully.

"We came from Huangshanpo. This robe is for dust and wind protection, so it looks a bit strange. Please forgive us, sir."

Zhuge Rushuang's gaze was icy, scrutinizing the group without any attempt to conceal her feelings.

As the Imperial City's top constable, she has every right to question and arrest anyone who seems suspicious.

"As far as I know, no caravans pass through here; this is deep in the wilderness..."

Zhuge Rushuang wasn't concerned with these things, but she knew that no caravan would choose such a dangerous route.

The latter's gaze sharpened, then he looked away for a moment before speaking, explaining, "Sir, you don't know this, but the day before yesterday we were traveling on the normal route when, unexpectedly, a strange beast scattered our group..."

"Left with no other choice, we had to take a detour from here."

The man looked helpless and bitter, as if he was very frustrated by the situation.

Zhuge Rushuang, however, did not believe it at all and ordered, "Take off your robes."

Upon hearing this, Chen Han keenly noticed the successive changes in the depths of the other person's gaze.

"My lord, these are just robes to keep out the wind..."

"I don't want to say it again..."

The man looked helpless and then prepared to take off his robe. However, Chen Han noticed his change again. He saw that the man's feet were subtly adopting an offensive stance.

"These people really do have problems..."

As expected, the next moment, a fierce glint flashed in the man's eyes, and he suddenly exerted force with his feet. At the same time, a sharp sound of a blade being drawn rang out, and a long sword gleaming with a cold light emerged from the black robe, stabbing towards Zhuge Rushuang in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, more than twenty men in black robes followed closely behind him, each carrying a long knife.

Three martial artists and a dozen or so warriors launched an attack on Zhuge Rushuang almost simultaneously. Their goal was clear: to kill the woman with lightning speed and then surround and attack another person.

Despite the dramatic change in the situation, Zhuge Rushuang remained calm. Facing the three leading warriors who charged at her with knives, she did not retreat but advanced, leaping off her horse at an even faster speed and kicking the attackers away.

The difference in strength was so great that the latter had no time to react. He felt a blur before his eyes and was severely injured. The terrifying force caused his body to slam uncontrollably into the ground. He then coughed up blood and his eyelids rolled back before he was lifeless.

Zhuge Rushuang's martial art is the second-rate White Lotus Leg, which is famous for its long and beautiful legs after mastery. It is a martial art exclusively for women, and it is difficult for non-women to master it.

"A martial arts master! How is this possible? Why would there be a martial arts master here!"

"Walk!"

Just as the group was about to pounce, they saw that this person had killed their leader in a single move. Realizing that this person was actually a martial arts master, they cried out in alarm and scattered and fled.

"Young hero, help me kill them!"

"no problem."

How could Zhuge Rushuang give them this opportunity? She immediately joined forces with Chen Han to pursue and kill them.

Half an hour later, Zhuge Rushuang returned carrying a half-dead man, while Chen Han was already waiting in the same spot.

"Damn it, two got away! How's it going on your end, young hero?"

Zhuge Rushuang was panting heavily, her face showing helplessness. Although she had the combat strength of a martial artist, she was powerless against the scattered and desperate warriors. In the end, she killed five people, but one was nowhere to be found.

She looked at Chen Han, as if she had already foreseen the outcome.

If he, as a fellow martial artist, could achieve such results by chasing down only six people, then this young swordsman must be even more remarkable.

"All fifteen of them were killed."

Chen Han said calmly.

These words stunned her, and she stared at Chen Han blankly for a while, somewhat dumbfounded.

In contrast, Chen Han crossed his arms and spoke calmly, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

"How...did you do that...?"

Chen Han didn't answer. Instead, he took out a water gourd, tilted his head back, and poured water into his mouth, looking quite relaxed.

"If there's anything, resolve it quickly; we still have a few days to travel."

Seeing this, Zhuge Rushuang didn't ask any further questions. Instead, she took the water gourd that Chen Han threw to her and poured it on the face of the seriously injured and dying man.

"you..."

The next moment, the man woke up. His lips were pale, he had lost too much blood, and he was half-dead. If left untreated, he would definitely die.

"Speak, what are you doing here, and what is your purpose in coming to Yue..."

These people all used knives, so they were clearly not locals of Yue, but warriors from the neighboring state of Chu.

The man grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. "You won't get away with this... Ahh! You bitch, you dare kill me!"

Before he could finish speaking, he let out a bloodcurdling scream. Zhuge Rushuang stepped on his hand and crushed it repeatedly, the sound of bones cracking echoing, showing how much force she used.

The saying goes that the five fingers are connected to the heart, and this simple and violent method is truly more torturous than many forms of torture.

"hiss...."

Chen Han watched from the side, his eyelids twitching. He had never tortured anyone before, and he never expected there to be such a simple and brutal method.

Chen Han had never tortured anyone. If he wanted to know something from someone, he would usually just lie to them and then break his promise and kill them anyway.

"Ugh! You filthy bitch, you'll die a horrible death—"

With nowhere to escape, the man was surrounded by hard underground boulders below and crushed by Zhuge Rushuang above. In extreme pain, he contemplated suicide and attempted to bite off his tongue.

However, she was stopped once again. Zhuge Rushuang calmly picked up a knife beside her, forcibly pried open his mouth, and then stuffed the knife handle inside, cutting off his escape route of biting his tongue to commit suicide.

"I say, you're being way too ruthless. You're not treating people like human beings at all."

Zhuge Rushuang glanced coldly at Chen Han, who had spoken, then stopped trampling and said in a cold voice:

"Any other methods to deal with this kind of person? You don't need to worry about this. I have five methods that make people wish they were dead. No one can survive the whole process. This is just the mildest one."

"Alas, my friend, it's better to have a short pain than a long one. You're going to die anyway, so what's the point of keeping secrets? You might as well die sooner and be reincarnated to avoid this physical suffering."

Chen Han spoke up appropriately, earnestly and patiently, playing the good cop and bad cop with Zhuge Rushuang.

Upon hearing this, the man finally gave up hope, struggling to utter, "I'll talk... I'll talk..."