Fists that can subdue mountains and rivers, martial arts that can lead to immortality!

"Fifth Realm Sound Cultivation?"

"Is it that impressive?"

Jiang Wangzu asked with some curiosity.

He never expected that Ru Meng was also a cultivator.

Moreover, it is quite remarkable.

Think of the fish in his pond.

Little Fairy Doctor is a fifth-realm medical cultivator and a renowned physician of her time.

Han Qiao is a fifth-realm martial arts cultivator with explosive martial prowess.

Ru Meng is a fifth-level sound cultivator, and she seems quite remarkable.

That is, the eldest sister-in-law, who doesn't seem to be a cultivator.

"The fifth realm of sound cultivation involves transforming sound into form, condensing sound into reality, and transforming the intangible into a vessel, using sound waves to condense tangible entities."

"For example, high-frequency sound waves can be transformed into sharp blades that can cut through metal, allowing one to slay an enemy from a hundred paces away."

"Low-frequency sound waves condense into a sturdy shield, resisting attacks and even stopping bullets."

"It can even make one's voice resonate with all beasts, evolving into various ferocious wild animals to launch attacks."

"Or perhaps it's a sound-based transformation, turning into another version of myself to deceive others, or it could be a deadly technique in actual combat."

Ru Meng described her methods while demonstrating them.

Jiang Wangzu was utterly shocked when he saw her materialize into another version of herself right next to the bed.

He had seen martial arts practitioners at the fifth realm before. Although their methods were mysterious and unpredictable, they were not as incredible as some people thought.

He had met a fifth-realm medical cultivator who could help him refine various secret medicines, but he hadn't seen any particularly incredible abilities.

But now he felt it here with Ru Meng.

The fifth realm of sound cultivation, regardless of its offensive techniques, possesses incredible abilities.

Jiang Wangzu almost had the illusion that he had encountered immortality cultivation while practicing martial arts.

"That's truly incredible."

"Your fifth-level sound cultivation is already so powerful."

"Then how powerful must your master's seventh-level sound cultivation be?"

Jiang Wangzu asked with great emotion.

"My master's methods are naturally diverse and unpredictable."

"If we only talk about killing power, in some aspects it is comparable to the innate grandmaster of the sixth realm of martial arts cultivation."

Ru Meng said with great pride.

There are 360 ​​professions, and practitioners in each profession develop different abilities.

There are many levels that are very low, only the lower three realms.

Some people at a higher level can only cultivate to the middle three realms.

However, those who cultivate their musical skills can reach the ninth realm and become the God of Music.

This is a road leading to heaven.

However, this path was not originally designed for killing.

Therefore, in terms of killing power, it is generally inferior to martial arts cultivation.

"Sister Rumeng, you have such a powerful master, yet you're so low-key?"

"If you reveal your identity, how many people in the entire city would dare to touch you?"

Jiang Wangzu spoke up.

"Brother Azu, these words I said today are for you to hear, but you must never spread them."

"My master is both a deterrent and a burden."

"Do you know that she has a nickname in the martial arts world: the Six-Fingered Demon of the Qin?"

"Not a zither fairy, nor a zither god, but a zither demon."

"Being given the title of 'Musical Demon' naturally made my master countless enemies, forcing him to hide his identity."

"So once I reveal my master's name, many people may be wary, but perhaps even more enemies will come knocking on my door."

"They might not mention my master's name; they probably just want me as a person."

"If I were to reveal my master's name, perhaps even more people would want to kill me."

Ru Meng said seriously.

"Uh-huh."

"I understand, Sister Rumeng."

Jiang Wangzu nodded solemnly upon hearing this.

Why do all the real big shots in the martial arts world prefer to hide their identities and keep a low profile?

Ru Meng's master is like this.

His master, Chen Liujia, was the same.

Although his master didn't say he had any enemies, he knew that Chen Liujia never left his residence.

Moreover, on the very first day of becoming his apprentice, he said that if he ever caused any trouble, he must never mention his name.

I guess he's made too many enemies outside.

She was probably worried that mentioning his name would hasten her death, or even implicate him.

The older you get in the world of martial arts, the more timid you become.

Jiang Wangzu could only say "understanding is everything" in this situation.

Jiang Wangzu and Lin Rumeng spent a long time whispering sweet nothings in bed before finally getting dressed.

We enjoyed a delicious and satisfying lunch.

After lunch, Jiang Wangzu began practicing the skin-smoothing technique, "The Undying Body of the Mysterious Tiger."

After practicing hundreds of times, I completed today's practice task.

He then spent a pleasant afternoon with Lin Rumeng through his actions.

It wasn't until evening that Jiang Wangzu reluctantly parted ways with Lin Rumeng, who was like a lump of mud.

Before leaving, he wrote another song for Lin Rumeng.

Lin Rumeng was overjoyed.

She's just temporarily laying low; once things calm down, she'll still be performing on stage.

This is her profession, not to please others, but only to bring her joy.

It is also a form of self-cultivation.

…………

The nightclub in the city that never sleeps.

Squads of police officers surrounded the area, layer upon layer.

Many people who wanted to go to the nightclub in the city that never sleeps stopped outside.

They also knew that this nightclub in the city that never sleeps was backed by the Grand Canal Gang.

Many of the people in this police station are members of the Grand Canal Gang.

Why are our own people fighting each other?

"Wu Kun, what do you mean by this?"

"Don't you know this is a property of the Grand Canal Gang?"

Since Jiang Wangzu, the person in charge of the Never-Sleeping City dance hall, was not present, Gu Jingyun, the manager of the Never-Sleeping City dance hall, naturally stepped forward.

Unlike Jiang Wangzu, who had only recently joined the Grand Canal Gang.

Gu Jingyun had been an apprentice of Gu Changqing since childhood, and his name was well-known in the canal gang.

Although Gu Jingyun is not an elder of the Cao Gang, even if he were, he would still have to give him some face.

Moreover, he often accompanied Gu Changqing to various high-society parties and dinners as his personal assistant.

Therefore, in Shanghai, he could say a few words to anyone, whether they were high-ranking officials or people from all walks of life.

The police captain in front of them, Wu Kun, who was leading the team that surrounded the city that never sleeps, was not a member of the Canal Gang, but a member of the Honghui.

However, under normal circumstances, someone of his caliber would not make a move easily.

Since he made a move, it means he doesn't have good intentions.

"Are the canal gangs more powerful than the laws and regulations of Shanghai?"

"Your Never-Sleeping City dance hall has been open for quite some time now. It's time you paid all your taxes, including the police tax, commercial tax, and lighting tax!"

"I did a rough count, and it wasn't much, just ten thousand silver dollars."

"I have faith in the capabilities of your Never Sleeps Nightclub; ten thousand dollars is nothing to you!"

"When will you settle the debt?"

Wu Kun took out a series of tax bills and said with a faint smile.

In this day and age, there are countless exorbitant taxes and levies, and even taxes on sunbathing and breathing have been conceived.

If you really want to make a fuss about this, it's too easy.

"Ten thousand silver dollars!"

"hehe."

"Captain Wu, you're really asking for an exorbitant amount! Aren't you afraid of overeating?"

Gu Jingyun said in a cold voice.