Gou Zai Xianwu Chaos World, Physical Sainthood

The entrance to the Medicine King Temple and the old stage in Heifang.

With a scraping sound of stone slabs.

The stone table inside the pavilion moved slowly.

Lu Cheng emerged, led by a Shura mask.

Before the stone table could be restored, the guide, Shura, flickered and vanished silently once more.

Lu Cheng removed his veil and stepped out of the pavilion.

In the bag on his back were ten doses of blood-activating powder and six taels and three mace of silver.

After successfully refining the first dose of Blood-Activating Powder, Lu Cheng made no mistakes in refining the next fourteen doses of medicinal herbs.

In less than half an hour, they were all refined.

Four portions were reserved for the man to sell.

According to the agreed-upon split of 70/30, Lu Cheng received five taels of silver from the man in advance.

The two spent three days together, but neither of them mentioned their respective identities.

Because the man always wore a leather mask.

Lu Cheng then gave him the nickname "Old Skin".

Besides the blood-activating powder and silver.

Lu Cheng's proficiency in refining the Blood-Activating Powder also skyrocketed overnight.

It reached 186 in one fell swoop.

He quickly scanned his mind.

【Essence Refining - Blood-Activating Powder】

[Rank: None]

[Realm Level: Minor Success (199/300)]

The biggest gain came from the successful refining of the Blood-Activating Powder for the first time.

The proficiency level instantly increased by fifty.

In the subsequent thirteen alchemy trials, his proficiency level was pushed to one hundred and ninety-nine.

Although the amount of medicine needed to be added gradually decreased, Lu Cheng estimated that he could master the art of refining the Blood-Activating Powder within ten doses.

According to Lao Pi, a pharmacist like Lao Yang could only refine a maximum of three doses of Blood-Activating Powder in one batch.

Lu Cheng's last attempt resulted in the forging of two sets in one batch.

Based on this situation, once he achieves mastery, Lu Cheng can refine at least five sets of materials in one furnace.

If one reaches the state of perfection, it probably depends on the size of the alchemy furnace.

For a short period of time, there was no longer any need to worry about money and "rebellious forces".

From now on, I will come every ten days to refine a blood-activating powder for the man to sell.

The rest of the time was spent focusing on improving his cultivation to prepare for the competition three months later.

Lu Cheng tightened the pack on his back, slowed his pace, and walked towards the alley with full vigilance.

Although he had been walking through this alley for three days, the deep, dark alley still made Lu Cheng feel uneasy.

Next time I'll have to ask Old Pi where the entrance to the north of the city is.

This narrow alley is really unsettling.

Not only is it terrifying every time, but it's also easy to make a mistake.

Thirty steps may not seem like a long time, but Lu Cheng remained on high alert the entire time.

Just as he was about to walk out of the alley, Lu Cheng suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

A few steps away at the alley entrance, two suppressed breaths reached my ears.

Lu Cheng did not stop, nor did he change his pace, slowly approaching the alley entrance.

Just two steps away from exiting the alley, Lu Cheng slammed his left foot against the ground, twisted his waist and hips, and with the burst of power from the early stage of Qi Refining, he instantly leaped two meters forward.

The two men outside the alley only instinctively swung their knives down when they heard the noise.

But by then Lu Cheng had already darted out, and the blade's light naturally missed its target.

"Huh, you've actually cultivated internal strength! I underestimated you."

"It's not enough, after all, even an incomplete hero is still a hero."

Lu Cheng turned and looked towards the alley, where he saw a figure fall from the wall of the Medicine King Temple.

She slowly stood at the entrance of the alley, blocking Lu Cheng's view.

"Stop looking. Once you're out of the alley, Bogutang won't take care of you anymore."

The man was dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, with a gold hairpin tied behind his head.

Looking at Lu Cheng, a cold smile appeared on his lips.

With a wave of his right hand, he signaled the two men with knives to attack Lu Cheng.

The long street outside the alley remained quiet.

The gate of the Medicine King Temple, just a few steps away, was tightly shut, and the sign outside the gate rustled in the night wind.

The two men, their long swords gleaming coldly, lunged at Lu Cheng from the left and right.

court death!

Lu Cheng snorted coldly, his body suddenly leaned to the left, and he "suddenly" turned around, flashing behind someone in the blink of an eye.

It is a movement technique from the "Seven Strikes of the Mysterious Eagle," called "Slanting Wind Returns to Wings."

Once this movement technique is used, the person can quickly turn to the side and dodge, changing position lightly like an eagle's wings circling.

The two men raised their knives to strike, but suddenly they saw a flash before their eyes and Lu Cheng had disappeared.

When he reappeared, the long knife in the left man's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and his body went limp and he collapsed.

Before the person on the right could react, Lu Cheng used the same trick again.

This time, however, it wasn't the sound of a long sword hitting the ground, but rather the muffled thud of fists and palms colliding.

With a muffled thud, the two figures suddenly separated.

Lu Cheng glanced at the man opposite him and shook his hand.

"Mid-stage Qi Refining? Who are you?"

The man's punch arrived first despite being thrown later, and the force in his punch far surpassed that of Lu Cheng, indicating that his skill level was clearly above Lu Cheng's.

However, the force failed to penetrate Lu Cheng's body, indicating that it had not yet reached the later stage.

The man opposite was quite surprised that his punch had failed to defeat Lu Cheng.

"Seven Strikes of the Black Eagle?"

"I never imagined you'd even mastered martial arts, let alone reached such a level!"

"Changfeng Escort Agency has kept its secret quite well, but it's a pity you shouldn't have come here alone."

After speaking, he tilted his head, signaling the knife-wielding man beside him to step aside.

But the man suddenly collapsed to the ground.

The man's expression then turned serious.

He didn't even realize when Lu Cheng made his move.

Lu Cheng looked at the man as if he were a fool.

This person was dressed in white late at night, not even covering his face, and started making a lot of noise as soon as he came out.

His strength is clearly average, yet he acts like a peerless master. I really don't know what he's thinking.

But Lu Cheng began to feel excited.

Since mastering the Seven Strikes of the Black Eagle, he has never had a real battle.

Having learned from his previous experiences, Lu Cheng was well aware of the benefits of combining training with combat.

Judging from the exchange just now, this person's strength is stronger than mine, but only by a limited margin.

I can use this to practice my punches and improve my skills!

Thinking of this, Lu Cheng instantly became full of fighting spirit.

Hitting a real person is much faster than hitting a wooden dummy that can't move!

"Enough with the nonsense! Come on, let me see what you're really capable of, daring to spout such rubbish!"

After saying that, Lu Cheng stomped his foot and stepped forward.

She gracefully extended her hands into the shape of the number eight, reaching out towards the man.

Approaching the man, she suddenly changed her hands from palms to claws, one claw up, one claw down, the two claws like hooks, striking his face and chest/abdomen.

"Good timing!"

The man snorted coldly, stomped his feet on the ground, and the force quickly transferred from his feet to his hands.

At the same time, with each inhale and exhale, a force is also emitted from within.

He clenched his fists and went to meet Lu Cheng.

The man's internal strength had been generated, and his explosive power was much greater than Lu Cheng's.

However, Lu Cheng used one of the moves from the Seven Strikes of the Black Eagle in this attack.

As their fists clashed, Lu Cheng's wrist suddenly flipped at an odd angle.

He pressed down on the man's fist with incredible force, leaving the man looking on incredulously.

Then, using the momentum, she leaped into the air and kicked out with both feet toward the man's face.

The man had no choice but to lean back and slam his fists into Lu Cheng's feet.

At that moment, Lu Cheng suddenly rose a step higher, like an eagle spreading its wings, his legs retracted to his lower abdomen, his body shifted its center of gravity, and he reached out with his claws, his five fingers like hooks, and swiftly gripped the man's shoulder.

With a crisp "crack," the tendons and bones snapped.

"what!"

The man cried out in pain, and his hands fell limply to his sides.

Lu Cheng used the momentum again, flipped over the man, and stomped down with both feet.

The man coughed up a mouthful of blood, staggered forward two steps, and collapsed to the ground.

No matter how hard I try, I can't get up.

Seven Strikes of the Black Eagle

[Rank: Mid-grade Human Rank]

[Level: Beginner (17/200)]

Lu Cheng's consciousness swept across his sea of ​​consciousness, and he couldn't help but purse his lips.

I thought they were really strong, but even with the two lackeys from earlier, they only managed to raise their score from three to seventeen.

However, this mid-grade human-level martial skill is indeed powerful.

Not only are they agile, but their attack methods are also quite sophisticated.

In that instant, Lu Cheng unleashed three moves in quick succession.

He swiftly and decisively dealt with a man who was a level above him.

No wonder Feng Qi and the other two could withstand the peak of Body Refinement when they worked together.

Lu Cheng picked up the long knife and walked towards the man.

Before they even got close, they heard the man shout:

"I am Zhang Yuchuan, and my father is Zhang Rensheng. If you kill me, he will not let you off the hook."

Lu Cheng paused, suddenly feeling a headache coming on.

How come another son has suddenly appeared?

One is a young gang leader, and the other is a young master of a martial arts school.

Am I incompatible with the ancestral offerings of others?

Lu Cheng held the knife to the man's neck and gently pulled out a thin line of blood:

"So, your father sent you here to ambush me?"

That old dog has no sense of propriety.

They had already arranged the duel, yet they still sent their son to assassinate them.

The man breathed a sigh of relief when he called out his father Zhang Rensheng's name.

In his view, his father, as a master of body refinement, was equivalent to Yang Chengtian.

No matter what, Lu Cheng wouldn't dare to kill himself.

But with a knife to her throat, she dared not disobey Lu Cheng:

"No, no, no, my father knew nothing about this. It was that old dog Yang Biao who instigated me to come here."

"Yang Biao?"

"It's the leader of the Fish Gang. He promised me five hundred taels of silver to kill you."

I see, but then Lu Cheng thought about it again and realized something was wrong:

"Five hundred taels is indeed a lot, but you don't need to do it yourself."

With so many disciples at the Vermilion Bird Martial Arts School, wouldn't it be easier for the young master to simply find a few fellow disciples who are practicing internal energy cultivation?

At this moment, the man only wanted Lu Cheng to let him go.

Without Lu Chengxiang asking, he proactively recounted the whole story:

"I control the martial arts school's treasury, and I've spent five hundred taels of it."

"It wouldn't be a problem under normal circumstances, but now my father is going to buy up medicinal herbs on a large scale, and the treasury is almost empty. If we don't replenish these five hundred taels soon, he will find out."

"That's why I agreed to Yang Biao's request."

Upon hearing this, Lu Cheng suddenly recalled the fleeting thought that had crossed his mind when he first heard Old Pi say that medicinal herbs were difficult to obtain.

Oh, so that's what it is.

Shen Yi asked the seventeen families to prepare a huge amount of elixirs as a prize.

No household could possibly keep so many medicines on hand.

In that case, wouldn't we have to actively purchase medicinal herbs to make medicine?

The Vermilion Bird Martial Arts School is now holding onto even five hundred taels of silver tightly; it seems they are truly broke.

Thinking of this, Lu Cheng felt a surge of emotions.

Perhaps I can collect some interest from those seventeen families in advance.

Lu Cheng smacked his lips.

He pressed the knife down even harder.

"I asked you, and you said, 'Dare you hesitate for even a second, or I'll send you to see the young master!'"