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

"Please introduce yourselves, both of you."

Chen Han's voice was devoid of joy or sorrow, like the biting cold wind of a winter night, indifferent and ruthless.

Upon hearing this, the two immediately lowered their heads ten degrees, their whole bodies trembling.

Of the two, the man in his thirties was a genuine martial artist, yet he was easily subdued by the man in the black hat, demonstrating that the latter's strength far surpassed his, possibly even reaching the terrifying realm of a martial master.

They dared not be negligent in the slightest and spoke from both sides.

"I am Zhang Yong, the vice leader of the Nine Suns Gang."

"I am Xu Ruma, the head of the Xu family."

Chen Han sat with his legs wide apart, his index finger pointing to the ground. He exuded a strong aura of a wandering swordsman, appearing domineering and mysterious, giving off a considerable sense of pressure.

"Oh, you're a vice-leader?"

Chen Han clearly showed some interest.

"Eh, yes, I am not very talented—"

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Han impatiently interrupted, "Stop talking nonsense. Do you even know about the Black Mountain Gang?"

"The Black Mountain Gang?"

After a brief recollection, Zhang Yong said, "My lord, I have indeed heard of the Black Mountain Gang. It seems they fled from Black Lion City, but I don't know the specifics."

"Where is your gang leader? Does he know?"

"This...this is something I shouldn't know, I'm not sure either, sir. Should I go and fetch my leader now?"

Zhang Yong forced a smile and made the suggestion.

Chen Han was silent for a moment before speaking, "Okay, but you can't go. Find a servant. It will be a bit more trouble for you. Tell the servant to call all the gang leaders and deputy gang leaders you know."

Zhang Yong looked puzzled, unsure of what this man wanted to do. He had not only beaten him up but also ordered the kidnapping of Master Xu. Now, he was being asked to summon all the gang leaders he knew. Wasn't this just courting death?

However, now was not the time for him to hesitate, so he said, "Then, sir, I will take my leave."

Chen Han waved his hand casually.

Zhang Yong then went to the courtyard to give instructions to the servants.

Chen Han wasn't worried at all that he would tip off Zhang Yong. Within twenty meters, he could clearly hear what Zhang Yong was saying, and if he had any other ideas, he would take his life within five seconds.

Fortunately, Zhang Yong seemed to realize this as well, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he did not do anything underhanded.

After everything was done, she respectfully approached Chen Han, her face beaming with smiles, and poured him tea and water, asking after his well-being.

"Master Xu, please give your instructions as well."

what?

Master Xu and Zhang Yong were both stunned, thinking to themselves that this man was going to summon half of the gang leaders in the capital.

What exactly does he want to do?

"My lord, I have close ties with half the gangs in the capital... Are you sure?"

"Of course, go ahead."

Chen Han's voice was calm and even, as if he were talking about some trivial matter.

"Alright, alright, I'll take care of it right away."

Chen Han smiled faintly. He didn't have the time or inclination to inquire or maneuver; that was something he did when he wasn't strong enough. Now, he could simply send someone to tell him. Unless it was a cultivator or six or seven martial artists, they were all ants he could crush with a flick of his wrist...

......

About half an hour later.

"Sir, the person you invited has arrived."

"Old Xu, do you have some good stuff? Why are you calling me over in the middle of the night?"

This was a middle-aged man with a full beard, a second-step martial artist, with a rough and bold voice, and a body as strong as a bear. He strode into the room.

But then, he stopped in his tracks.

Master Xu and another man, who also appeared to be from a gang, were both covered in sweat and sat respectfully in front of one of the men, not daring to breathe loudly.

He immediately sensed something was wrong.

"Brother, you're a guest, please sit down, have a cup of tea, and wait a moment for me."

Chen Han's voice reached his ears, along with a dangerous gaze that he couldn't see through the black veil but could feel, making him hesitant to make any rash moves.

After a while, the last person arrived.

With a sense of doubt, he pushed open the door and his pupils shrank. He saw that the room was full of people, all of whom were prominent figures in the martial arts realm of the imperial city. He even spotted two martial arts masters.

This spectacle was something I had never seen or heard of before.

At this moment, everyone in the room couldn't help but feel a little nervous. This person with a black veil dared to gather them here in such a grand manner, so there must be some reason for it.

They either possess terrifying strength or have a powerful background...

This is why, despite their many grievances, they dared not be the first to speak out.

"Hmph, you idiot, what do you want from me? Stop dawdling, are you bored?"

At this moment, one of the people shouted out in dissatisfaction.

He was a third-step martial artist, one of the top experts in the imperial city, just one step away from breaking through to the Martial Master level. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was just one step away from ascending to heaven.

He did have some concerns when he arrived earlier, but now that he saw so many familiar gang leaders, he felt more confident to ask questions.

The saying "officials protect each other" also carries this implication to some extent among gang members of their level.

"Oh?"

Chen Han put down his teacup, and the next moment, he appeared in front of the speaker like lightning, his iron-like hand grabbing the man's neck.

"you--"

He had barely uttered half a word when a fierce glint flashed in Chen Han's eyes. With a sudden burst of strength, he crushed the object in his hand into a pulp of flesh and bone.

This person died tragically on the spot.

Instantly kill a three-step martial artist!

This is terrifying strength; even a martial arts master might not be able to achieve it!

Could it be that this person has reached that legendary level...?

For a moment, no one was angry about the man's death; all they felt was awe for the man in the black veil and bamboo hat before them. Some were even so excited that their legs were trembling.

"Now that everyone has arrived, I will explain the purpose of my summons."

Chen Han released his grip, and the unidentified corpse slumped to the ground.

He had committed countless evil deeds throughout his life and thought he would be killed by an enemy or secretly poisoned. He never expected that he would provoke such a vicious person because of a single sentence and be killed like a chick.

Chen Han remained calm and composed, returning to his seat and saying, "I simply wish to make friends with you all. Would you do me the honor?"

"Haha, I see. Senior, there's no need for such politeness. Let me offer you a toast first."

"Of course, no need to be so polite. I thought you were here to cause trouble for us, hahaha..."

The heavy atmosphere was broken, and those present, being shrewd and perceptive, quickly laughed it off, making the atmosphere much more relaxed.

"So, my friends, are you familiar with the Black Mountain Gang?"

After easing the tension, Chen Han finally asked the question he wanted to know.

"The Black Mountain Gang?"

Everyone had some impression of it, but no one really knew much about it.

Just then, an old man stepped forward, respectfully cupping his hands and saying, "Senior, is it the Black Mountain Gang of Black Lion City that you wish to know?"