Immortality begins with exchanging talent attributes.

His eyes were fixed on Kan Zhujiang, who was trying to escape like a mad bull.

Zhou Yan hardened his heart.

Why is he afraid of death?

It's because he's not strong enough.

To become stronger, you have to take a gamble!

"The strength of nine oxen!" It's right in front of us. If we don't seize this opportunity now, who knows when the next one will come.

Those are blue entries, just like Lu Qingshuang and Shen Zhongheng.

How could Zhou Yan let this go so easily?

Moreover, Kan Zhujiang is clearly determined to escape, so he definitely has a chance!

Zhou Yan gritted his teeth, took out a small bottle of Qi and Blood Pills from his pocket, poured out one pill, and swallowed it directly.

The pill entered the stomach, and its scalding medicinal power exploded instantly.

He felt as if a ball of burning coal had been stuffed into his chest and abdomen, causing his blood to rush to his head and a trickle of blood to flow from his nose.

Zhou Yan ignored everything and suddenly exerted force in his legs, initiating the Heavy Mountain Step.

boom!

The stone slabs beneath his feet were cracked, and he was like a cannonball, rushing towards the side of Kan Zhujiang at the right moment.

Kan Zhujiang naturally noticed him.

In his eyes, even if this little jailer was hiding some of his strength, he was at most at the second or third level of training.

With his current physical condition, even if he stood still and let the other party hit him, they might not be able to break through his skin.

On the contrary, the little wench who kept chasing him had a very sharp sword. If he didn't run away, he might die here.

He sacrificed so much, he just didn't want to die, he absolutely couldn't die.

next moment.

boom!

Zhou Yan's body slammed into the other's side ribs.

Kan Zhujiang's eyes bulged immediately, and a feeling of power being drained from him rose rapidly.

  

What happened?

Why?

The power that the "adult" bestowed upon him is disappearing!

The massive body swayed uncontrollably by half a step, but that half step gave Lu Qing Shuang behind it an opportunity.

A flash of cold light, and a sword pierced straight through Kan Zhujiang's throat.

Kan Zhujiang's body suddenly froze.

Immediately afterwards, his enormous, almost deformed body deflated rapidly, like a punctured balloon.

The dark purple skin faded, and the swollen muscles contracted rapidly.

In just a few breaths, he returned to his original aged and emaciated appearance.

puff!

Lu Qingshuang drew her sword.

Kan Zhujiang turned his head slightly to look at Zhou Yan.

In those cloudy eyes, there was shock, resentment, and a trace of unspeakable bitterness.

He seemed to want to say something, but with the sword piercing his throat, he could only utter broken, breathy sounds.

"It's...it's too late..."

The next moment, Kan Zhujiang's body went limp and he collapsed heavily to the ground.

Blackwater Gang Leader, Black Dragon Kan Zhujiang.

dead.

The next moment, his body went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

Zhou Yan, panting heavily, looked calmly at the already dead Kan Zhujiang.

My heart felt like a boiling stove.

Excitement! I'm incredibly excited!

With a slight lift of his hand, the panel appeared.

[Talent Attributes: Copper Skin and Iron Bones (Green), Ever-Changing Aura (Green)]

[Alternative terms: The strength of two tigers (green), The strength of nine oxen (green)]

【The Strength of Nine Oxen (Green): Nine oxen added together are definitely not equal to ten oxen.】

Age: 16

Lifespan: 5 years and 5 months

[Martial Arts Skills: First three levels of Bronze Body Technique (Mastery), Heavy Mountain Step (Beginner), Body Tempering Technique (Perfect), Collarbone Grappling Hand (Minor Mastery)]

[Realm Level: Second Stage of Body Refinement (Minor Success)]

[The power of two tigers (green) and the power of nine oxen (green) can be combined. Shall we combine them?]

five years!Five full years!

But there wasn't a trace of regret in his eyes.

Changing a blue keyword every five years, that's incredibly lucrative!

"synthesis!"

Silently recite it in your mind.

[Synthesis successful. Obtained the attribute "Nine Oxen and Two Tigers' Power" (Blue). This attribute requires six hours to fuse. Fuse now?]

Zhou Yan looked up slightly at Lu Qingshuang who was walking towards him, but did not choose to merge with her now.

After all, this time it would take another six hours, and there might be some changes. He didn't want Lu Qingshuang to see anything.

"Are you alright?"

Lu Qingshuang's tone remained as cold as ever, but her words were noticeably different from before.

"I'm fine, just a little exhausted!"

Zhou Yan lowered his hand and said, panting.

Lu Qingshuang glanced at Zhou Yan and nodded.

"We'll talk about other things when we get back."

He then looked up at the battle scene on the roof.

"yes!"

After answering, Zhou Yan also looked up.

Shen Zhongheng was seen fighting fiercely with the androgynous Gong Changying.

A red shadow moved eerily like a ghost, while a palm strike was powerful and surging like a raging tide.

The two men were like bulldozers; the tiles and bricks on the roof of the Blackwater Gang's main hall had long been swept away and shattered by the force of their battle, leaving only the bare beams standing.

Gong Changying glanced at Kan Zhujiang and saw that he was dead, but there was no trace of sadness on her face.

He simply smiled gently.

"Lord Shen, I will not play with you today. You alone cannot keep me here."

Shen Zhongheng snorted coldly.

"Trying to leave?"

He crossed his palms, and his aura suddenly deepened.

"Thunderous roar over the raging sea!"

The next instant, the palm strike surged forth like a thunderous tide.

Shen Zhongheng took a step forward and slammed his palms forward.

A rolling, booming sound seemed to explode in the air.

Gong Changying simply covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Lord Shen is still in such a hurry."

The red afterimage flashed again and again, its movements so strange they seemed inhuman.

In the blink of an eye, Gong Changying's figure had already swept over several rooftops before finally disappearing completely into the night.

"what!"

Shen Zhongheng slammed his palm on the roof beam.

boom!

The roof collapsed immediately.

He flipped over and jumped down.

"Damn it!"

Shen Zhongheng flipped over and landed steadily in the courtyard. His face was gloomy and his chest rose and fell slightly.

"Greetings, Commander Shen!"

"This humble servant greets Commander Shen!"

……

All the black-clad guards who had finished the battle paid their respects.

Shen Zhongheng waved his hand with a stern face.

"Clean up the battlefield, and take all the survivors back for interrogation."

"Yes."

The guards in black robes received their orders and dispersed.

When Shen Zhongheng saw Lu Qingshuang approaching, the gloom on his face eased slightly, and he even managed a smile.

"Nephew Lu, how are your injuries?"

Lu Qingshuang clasped her hands in a fist salute, her tone neither warm nor cold.

"Thank you for your concern, Commander. I am fine."

She looked up in the direction where Gong Changying had disappeared.

"My lord, who was that sorcerer just now?"

Shen Zhongheng's smile faded, and his tone became serious:

"Gong Changying, one of the twelve wandering disciples of the Wusheng Sect, is a master of the third stage of the Acquired Realm, the Heavenly Rain Descent Realm. He is on par with me, but his movement technique is too strange. I really can't stop him."

Zhou Yan, who was following behind Lu Qingshuang, listened attentively to their conversation.

They keenly captured two key words.

Twelve Wanderers!

The third realm after tomorrow!

Zhou Yan's heart sank slightly.

He had heard Mo Qingyan mention it briefly before when he was in Qingmang Mountain.

The day after tomorrow seems to be divided into three realms.

Therefore, it seems that Shen Zhongheng is also a master of the third stage of the acquired realm.

If such a person were placed in Qingzhou City, he would already be a powerful figure capable of dominating the area.

However, within the Wusheng Sect, there were a total of twelve independent practitioners of similar levels.

This is just a casual observer.

What about further up?

He didn't continue thinking about it.

"Nephew Lu, now that the Wusheng Sect's conspiracy has been exposed, they can't cause any trouble." He paused, then continued:

"Gong Changying has already shown up. I'm preparing to write to Commander Ma to pursue him together. I'll be leaving soon, so I'll leave the remaining affairs of Qingzhou City to you."

"Yes, sir! I obey!"

Lu Qingshuang clasped her hands in a fist salute.

After exchanging a few words with Lu Qingshuang, he seemingly inadvertently glanced at Zhou Yan behind him.

Seeing that the other person was looking over, Zhou Yan clasped his hands in a salute and said:

"Greetings, Commander Shen!"

Shen Zhongheng raised an eyebrow slightly and casually said:

Who are you?

Damn it, you really have a bad memory!

"This humble one, Zhou Yan, met with you yesterday, sir."

Shen Zhongheng then seemed to remember him and casually said:

"It's that little jailer."

After saying that, he glanced at Lu Qingshuang again, but didn't say anything more before turning and leaving.

As the other person's figure gradually disappeared into the darkness, Zhou Yan couldn't help but frown.

Something about today felt off; things seemed to have gone too smoothly.

"What are you thinking about?"

Lu Qingshuang's voice interrupted Zhou Yan's thoughts.

After a moment's hesitation, Zhou Yan spoke:

"It's nothing, it's just that I feel everything seems a little too simple."

Shen Heng happened to walk over at that moment, and upon hearing this, his face darkened, and he said in an unfriendly tone:

"Simple? Hmph! What do you know, you jailer? You..."

"Shut up!"

Lu Qingshuang interrupted and asked again.

"Are you done tidying up?"

Shen Heng clenched his fists, glared fiercely at Zhou Yan, and clasped his hands in a fist salute, saying:

"The inventory has been completed. A total of 3,600 taels of gold and silver were seized, including 600 taels of gold, 3,000 taels of silver, one set of intermediate-level martial arts manuals, and three sets of inferior-level martial arts manuals."

Hearing the number Shen Heng announced, Zhou Yan was truly astonished—over three thousand taels! And there was even gold involved.

That's nearly ten thousand taels!

So rich!

"Bring over the Zhongcheng Martial Arts Manual."

"yes!"

A moment later, Shen Heng handed over a martial arts manual.

Lu Qingshuang took it in her hand, flipped through it, and casually handed it to Zhou Yan beside her, saying:

"Here you go, consider it a mission reward!"

Zhou Yan was taken aback, then quickly took the manual and said:

"Thank you, sir!"

Seeing this, Shen Heng was so angry he almost twisted his nose.

Why should this lowly jailer receive a reward? I've worked so hard and made so many contributions, yet I've never seen her give me anything in return.

Ignoring Shen Heng's murderous glare, Zhou Yan looked down with some excitement.

All that could be seen on the cover were a few large characters.

"Tiger Subduing Fist".

……