Sweeping Through Martial Arts: My Clone's Extraordinary Talent

It was already dark when we returned to the courtyard in Sanhe County.

Shen Han couldn't wait to start decocting the medicine.

It must be said that Wuzhuang Temple's preliminary processing of herbs is much more meticulous and professional than that of the Qingyi Gang. The impurities in the herbs are removed thoroughly, saving them a lot of time.

While waiting, he opened the panel.

Mirror owner: Shen Han

Cultivation level: Tendon Refining

Exercise: Ancient Yang Gong (Completed)

Martial Arts: Raging Dragon Fist (Perfect), Sky-Splitting Blade Technique (Perfect), Wind and Thunder Step (Beginner)

Skill: Medical Skills (Perfect)

In just one afternoon, the clone mastered the Wind and Thunder Steps to the beginner level.

"Truly gifted!"

Shen Han murmured.

Xuan Yangzi practiced for so long but still couldn't get the hang of it, yet he could easily master the art of creating clones.

The key to the Wind and Thunder Step is to use the internal energy and the air in nature to move swiftly and agilely. Once mastered, both the frequency and speed of the steps will be significantly improved.

He tried it casually in the yard and felt a very obvious difference.

With a single leap, he could cover a distance of three zhang (approximately 10 meters), and his foot speed was more than twice as fast as before.

"Brilliant!"

Shen Han was overjoyed. "If you're this strong even at the beginner level, wouldn't you be invincible if you practice until you reach the minor, major, or even perfect level?"

With the Wind and Thunder Step, I can run away from any opponent I can't beat in the future!

"Come on, let's keep going, clone!"

And so, fueled by Shen Han's relentless encouragement, the clone once again embarked on days of tireless training...

The next day.

Clinic No. 13 at Xuanhu Medical Clinic.

As soon as Shen Han arrived, before the consultation even began, the head of the guards, Zhan Chaoyang, told him something important.

"Young Doctor Shen, the entire Fukang Escort Agency has been wiped out."

Zhan Chaoyang sat next to Shen Han, spitting as he spoke to Shen Han and Feng Hao.

"No way?"

Feng Hao could hardly believe it.

Shen Han also asked, "The Fukang Escort Agency was quite famous in the county, how could they have been wiped out?"

"At first, I didn't believe it either."

Zhan Chaoyang said, "So, just now, I went to the escort agency to take a look, and good heavens, it was absolutely horrific..."

The entire escort agency was a scene of carnage, littered with corpses, and not a single survivor remained.

The constables were terrified, and Magistrate He was leading the cleanup.

"Guard Zhan, are you saying that everyone from the escort agency is dead? Not a single one is left?"

Feng Hao gasped in shock.

Zhan Chaoyang sighed, "Alas... that's exactly what my constable friend said."

"Young Master Lin was also murdered?"

Shen Han asked.

He had a deep impression of Lin Tanzhi, the young镖头 (bodyguard/escort). Lin was kind-hearted, hated evil, and was loved by the people. He had a good impression of him and sincerely hoped that nothing would happen to Lin Tanzhi.

"I think so..."

Zhan Chaoyang said helplessly, "Think about it, since the thieves chose to destroy the entire escort agency, they probably won't let Young Master Lin go either."

Feng Hao gritted his teeth: "When did this happen?"

Zhan Chaoyang said bitterly, "It must have been midnight yesterday. Those thieves are truly despicable. Even if they have some deep-seated grudge against the escort agency, the elderly, weak, women, and children of the agency are innocent, yet they still didn't let them go!"

"Then... is there any progress on the killer?"

Feng Hao's expression tightened.

Zhan Chaoyang shook his head: "It's difficult to find out, and I doubt Magistrate He will investigate further."

Why?

"The feuds and vendettas in the martial arts world are nothing compared to the skills of those constables in the yamen; they're not even as good as me, so why should they care..."

After Zhan Chaoyang finished speaking, he left.

"Senior Brother Shen, who do you think the thief is?"

While organizing the patients' numbers to prepare for the consultation, Feng Hao asked questions.

"I'm not a detective, how would I know?"

"Too many things have happened in Sanhe County recently, and I still feel that this is not a good sign."

"Let's take care of ourselves."

Shen Han patted Feng Hao on the shoulder.

In fact, he had several guesses about the massacre of the Fukang Escort Agency.

Ultimately, three factions are the most suspicious.

First, the Black Dragon Gang.

On the 20th of every month, Cai Long, the right protector of the Black Dragon Gang, comes to the clinic to collect protection fees. It's possible that he will make the same request to the Fukang Escort Agency.

Unlike Master Han, the security escort agency was not tolerant enough to tolerate such behavior. If they did not comply, it would be natural for them to be wiped out.

Secondly, Huaxue Temple.

Lin Tanzhi, the young head镖师 (bodyguard/escort), once killed a monk from Huaxue Temple. Their revenge by killing the entire Fukang镖局 (escort agency) is understandable.

Thirdly, Iron Fist Martial Arts School.

As the largest force in the county, the martial arts school certainly didn't want anyone to compete with them. Fukang Escort Agency was gaining fame and showing signs of catching up, so they definitely wanted to suppress it.

If suppression fails, drastic measures are not out of the question.

"Senior Brother Shen, patient number one has arrived."

As Feng Hao called out the numbers, the day's consultations began. Patients lined up and entered to receive treatment from Shen Han and Feng Hao.

As usual, Shen Han handed over most of the patients directly to Feng Hao, only handling the difficult and complicated cases.

He had thought about it.

After giving Feng Hao some more time to train, he will propose to Master Han that Feng Hao be promoted to a physician, with a higher monthly salary and his own private clinic.

He's happy to do it.

After all, that's how Elder Huang mentored him back then.

The day passed quickly.

In the evening, Zhan Chaoyang came to the clinic again.

He brought back a message: "Little Shen, Doctor Feng, the young head镖师 (bodyguard/escort) Lin Tanzhi was not found among the bodies at the镖局 (escort agency)."

Is this really true?

"I confirmed with my constable friend that all seventy-two people in the escort agency were killed, except for Young Master Lin, who has disappeared without a trace!"

"I really hope that Young Master Lin can escape this calamity!"

Feng Hao asked in surprise.

Things are getting more and more complicated... Shen Han thought to himself.

Judging from this, the matter of the escort agency is definitely not over yet!

……

That night, at the Xuanhu Martial Arts School.

The owner's room.

"Master's wife, our eldest brother is still nowhere to be found."

On the wooden bed, the third disciple, Duan Meng, earnestly reported to the master's wife, Hu Quan.

Hu Quan frowned: "It's been ten days, where is he?"

Duan Meng analyzed, "Master's wife, do you think it's possible that Senior Brother will get that brick and run away?"

"He dares!"

Hu Quan gritted her teeth, "I know Peng Hanshan, he absolutely doesn't have that kind of guts!"

Duan Meng reached out and hugged Hu Quan, saying, "As far as I know, my senior brother's father-in-law, Zhuge Yan, has also disappeared."

"Could it be...?"

"Master's wife, do you know Zhuge Yan?"

"Ha, that old guy is a wolf in sheep's clothing, not a good person at all. If Zhuge Yan gets involved in this matter, he might just kill Peng Hanshan for a brick!"

"The eldest brother is his son-in-law!"

"So what if he's a son-in-law?"

Hu Quan snorted, "A few years ago, he even killed his wife with his own hands. What else is he incapable of doing?"

It's quite possible that Duan Meng and Zhuge Yan absconded with the bricks.

Listen, starting tomorrow, you will thoroughly investigate Zhuge Yan's whereabouts, and while you're at it, look for Peng Hanshan's body.

"Yes, Master's wife!"

"Also, your master will be out of seclusion soon, so we'll have to find a new place for our rendezvous."

"Disciple understands."

"You bastard, get your hand off me!"