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

Li Yuanwai was able to rise to this position because he was a shrewd and calculating man.

Although he didn't believe Chen Han was as capable as he claimed, Li Yuanwai felt something was amiss with Chen Han's calm and composed demeanor.

"Go on, kill him!"

He addressed the several martial arts guards.

"Yes, sir."

Several guards spoke in unison and then walked towards Chen Han, their eyes flashing with murderous intent.

"Mr. Chen, it's been a long time."

They had seen Chen Han, this pretty boy, interacting closely with their young lady, Li Muyun, which made them envious and jealous of him.

Unfortunately, he was a guest of honor of the master at the time, so they could only force a smile.

But now, they finally have a chance to beat this reckless guy to a pulp, and they feel incredibly satisfied.

"Mr. Chen, don't you like smiling? Keep smiling."

One of the burly men approached Chen Han with a mocking expression and raised his hand to grab Chen Han's neck.

But the next moment, a glint flashed in Chen Han's eyes. He raised his hand with lightning speed, threw a punch, and in the blink of an eye, he took the punch squarely.

Pfft!

He stared in disbelief, slowly lowering his head to examine his injuries, and suddenly felt as if the sky had fallen.

Because his chest no longer existed, replaced by an empty hole. He was a Ming Jin martial artist, yet someone punched his chest into pieces... How could this be?

Before he could even think, his strength seemed to be drained in an instant, his vision gradually blurred, and he took two steps back before collapsing to the ground with a thud, his consciousness sinking into endless darkness.

For a moment, everyone present was stunned.

That terrifying punching power could probably only be unleashed by a martial artist at the martial arts level. How could Chen Han, a cripple, possibly do it?

Li Mubai, the wealthy man, was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and before he knew it, his back was covered in cold sweat.

Just now, he actually dared to overestimate his abilities and challenge such a terrifying being.

Hiss... If his father hadn't stopped him, he would probably be the one collapsing now.

Even more shocked than the two was Zhang Shisheng of the Black Mountain Gang.

He knew all too well about such injuries.

On the very night that the Black Mountain Gang plotted to wipe out the Chen family, he witnessed the deaths of his colleagues who had been killed by the mysterious man who had taken away the two young girls. The manner of death of some of them was exactly the same as that of the man lying on the ground now.

Could this person be the mysterious man who took the two little girls away that night?

That was a being that even martial arts masters like Xue Yinzi and Chen Shanhe feared.

The more Zhang Shisheng thought about it, the more terrified he became, until finally his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

The next moment, he turned and ran without hesitation, his feet barely touching the ground as he exerted all his strength.

However, after only three breaths, his neck was firmly gripped by a hand made of iron, and his body became uncontrollable. An inconspicuous large rock by the roadside rapidly magnified in his field of vision.

"Senior, senior..."

Before he could finish speaking, a crisp sound of bone breaking rang out.

His head was bleeding profusely, red and white blood splattered everywhere. The last of the Seven Fiends of the Black Mountain Gang, who had been so arrogant, was dead. He twitched weakly a couple of times and then died.

Chen Han released his grip and looked at Master Li and his group.

They were no longer as arrogant as before; they were almost scared out of their wits. But Chen Han would not show any mercy because of that.

"Now, it's your turn..."

With that, he charged into the crowd, his fists flying, each strike powerful and deadly, ignoring the pleas for mercy escaping his ears...

In just twenty breaths, only one person remained alive.

Chen Han grabbed Li Mubai by the neck with one hand and lifted him high in the air. "My good disciple, how was your teacher's punch?"

"Let...let...me go..."

Li Mubai's neck was gripped tightly, so tightly that he couldn't even properly beg for mercy.

His face was flushed, he was having trouble breathing, and he struggled incessantly, pounding on Chen Han's handcuffs. However, the hand seemed to be made of iron, and he felt a sharp pain when he hit it.

Gradually, his strength diminished until his limbs drooped limply.

Chen Han felt something was amiss, so he forcefully snapped Li Mubai's neck before stopping. After all, he had read a novel in his previous life where the protagonist's heart was located in the sole of his foot, so it was more reasonable for Li Mubai to be able to hold his breath for so long.

Looking at the unseeing corpses of Li Mubai and Master Li, Chen Han sighed helplessly.

"I didn't want to kill you. On the contrary, if you were in trouble, I would definitely help you. After all, what you owe the Chen family is the Chen family's responsibility, and what I owe you is mine. But you insisted on killing me, so you can't blame me."

Chen Han thought about this matter more simply: he had already given them a chance, but Master Li and the others failed to seize it.

Even though Master Li had been kind to him, he wouldn't hesitate for a moment when he regretted it.

He's just that kind of carefree person. He doesn't think too much, he doesn't have any psychological burdens, and he doesn't hesitate or look back. Isn't that the meaning of becoming stronger?

Chen Han put on his bamboo hat, searched the group of people, and then left expressionlessly without giving them another glance.

As for how to resolve things on Li Muyun's side, he can simply remain silent; who would know anyway?

"But what if things accidentally leak out, and Li Muyun comes after me for revenge?"

In less than half a second, Chen Han had his answer: 'Although it's very hard to bear, I'll kill them to be on the safe side.'

The harvest was considerable. He already knew about two Blood Sun Flowers and a large number of martial arts items, some for self-defense and others for martial arts training. The most valuable item was the lightning-struck wood as thick as an arm. Chen Han didn't have time to examine the rest one by one for the time being.

It's not too late to think about it carefully after we get back to the cave.

I can't help but sigh once again, "It's true what they say, 'No one gets rich without unexpected wealth.'"

However, he probably doesn't have much time to waste. With the front lines collapsing, all the high-ranking officials in Black Lion City are now thinking about how to escape. Those who act quickly are probably already on their way.

After finishing his business quickly, Chen Han took his belongings back to the Chen residence and then fled with his group.

In the wilderness, strange beasts roam freely, and there are even more lewd and evil creatures like ghosts and monsters. Traveling in groups is naturally the best choice.

Moreover, Chen Han had two martial artists by his side: the clan leader Chen Feng and Chen Qiuyang. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, neither their own kind nor any strange beasts could pose a threat to them in the wilderness.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Han arrived at Shangguan Yun's shop and handed him a Blood Sun Flower.

Shangguan Yun was immediately overjoyed and said, "Blood Sun Flower! You actually managed to buy it, Senior. With this Blood Sun Flower, I am absolutely confident that I can cure the Gu worms in your body."

"Enough with the nonsense, hurry up, I'm short on time."

It's only right to take money and do business, and besides, Shangguan Yun is a bit unreliable, so Chen Han doesn't give him a friendly look.

"Alright, alright, what's the rush? Anyway, once we get the Blood Sun Flower, it won't fly away."

Next, Chen Han watched Shangguan Yun arrange the medicinal bath step by step to avoid being poisoned.