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After returning to Qingshan Village, Lu Chen resumed his peaceful life.

In the morning, I taught literacy and arithmetic; in the afternoon, I taught martial arts; and in the evening, I gave Lu Ming and Lu Tang extra lessons. My days were very fulfilling.

In his spare time, he studied the Vajra Body and read Master Ning's medical books, wondering if he could create a medical entry.

In addition, I carefully examined the intelligence gathered by the Black Killing Pavilion.

Most of the intelligence was about geography and culture, such as the country he was from, which was the Great Qian Dynasty.

Qingshan Village was under the jurisdiction of Shahu County, which was under Shanyang Prefecture in the south of the Daqian Dynasty.

To the north of the Great Qian Dynasty lived the Northern Barbarians.

To the due north of Daqian lies a mountain range called Qianling, which stretches between Daqian and the northern barbarian grasslands. It is thousands of feet high and is difficult to cross. There is only a gap on the northwest side, where a formidable pass was built, named Zhenbeiguan.

If the Northern Barbarians wanted to march south to establish the Great Qian Dynasty, they could only do so through Zhenbei Pass.

To the west of the Great Qian Dynasty lies the Star Alliance Dynasty, with the Xuanjiao Mountain Range and the Huanglong River running north-south as its boundary.

To the east and south of Daqian lies the ocean.

Further west of the Star Alliance Dynasty, there is no information available.

The same goes for the Northern Barbarians; I wonder what they are like further north.

The Great Qian, the Star Alliance, and the Northern Barbarians have been locked in a three-way struggle for many years, with each side experiencing victories and defeats.

However, according to the intelligence from the Black Kill Pavilion, in recent years, because the previous emperor, Emperor Yongning, suddenly passed away more than ten years ago, several princes fought each other for the throne, but none of them succeeded. This allowed an 8-year-old child to seize the throne.

Over the years, the Great Qian Dynasty has been controlled by the child's mother, the Empress Dowager. Due to the great power struggle among the princes more than ten years ago, the Great Qian Dynasty has been weakened year by year.

Just two years ago, the Northern Barbarians actually broke through Zhenbei Pass and went south to plunder. Although Zhenbei Pass was later recaptured, it still sent a signal.

It seems the Great Qian Dynasty is doomed!

Last year, several prefectures in the north suffered from severe drought for three or four consecutive years, leaving many people hungry and burdened by heavy taxes. Unable to survive, many turned to banditry.

These ordinary people, led by unknown individuals, launched numerous uprisings. Although the rebellions were suppressed by the imperial court, the nation's fate was already precarious.

"This looks familiar!"

Looking at this intelligence, Lu Chen felt as if he had seen similar scenarios on Earth before.

"News traveled too slowly in ancient times. We ordinary people in the south didn't even hear a single word about an uprising from the north!"

Lu Chen frowned, feeling that he should have the village chief and the others stockpile more food and weapons.

After reading through all the information about the Black Kill Pavilion, Lu Chen had gained a basic understanding of this world.

"Forget it, I'm not going to think about it anymore. Time to practice! I've been practicing the Vajra Body on and off for two days now, and I have a feeling it'll be available soon!"

Lu Chen put down the booklet in his hand, stood in the courtyard, and began to practice.

After a long while, when the bright moon was high in the sky, Lu Chen finally stopped.

[Host's continuous training detected, new entry generated]

【Vajra Body (Introduction)】

A look of joy appeared in his eyes.

He took out a dagger and tapped his arm; it felt like tapping a tire, very tough.

The skin color did not change, but the defense increased dramatically.

I tried cutting it with a little force, and only a faint bloodstain was left. The bloodstain disappeared quickly when I wiped it with my hand.

"That strong?"

Lu Chen's eyes lit up.

This is only the initial stage, and the effect is already so strong. If one practices to the Marrow Cleansing Realm, wouldn't one be able to stand there and have no ordinary people break through the defense?

"Now we have ranged attacks, melee attacks, defense, and footwork. It's a bit early to call us a hexagonal warrior, but we're already taking shape as a quadrilateral warrior!"

He was quite satisfied with his progress.

"I'll practice the Vajra Body myself first. My life force isn't high enough yet, so I need to add points to the 'Dissecting Ox Knife Technique.' If my luck stat is high enough, I might be able to break through to the Innate Realm in one go!"

Given a limited number of life points, he would definitely prioritize allocating points to the one with the highest cultivation level.

However, he was not in a hurry, as many people in the village were already close to mastering martial arts.

"Once everyone progresses to the beginner level, I should be able to accumulate a huge amount of life points!"

He felt that he still preferred this gradual, long-term approach to reaping rewards.

He didn't like gaining life points by killing people.

Unfortunately, that's just how the world is; once you're in the martial world, you're not in control of your own destiny.

"Yeah, that's so damn pretentious!"

Lu Chen took off his clothes, poured cold water on himself, took a shower, and then lay down to rest.

When he was in Shahu County, he basically had to stay up all night every day.

But his routine was much better in the village.

However, while he slept soundly, some people couldn't sleep well.

In Shahu County, people from Shanyang Prefecture had already come down to inspect the area.

So many people have died, and now even a county magistrate has died. This is no small matter!

"You have absolutely no clue? Li Ziren usually has contact with the Flying Eagle Caravan? Why would there be blood writing in his house?"

The inspector from Shanyang Prefecture was named Zhan Ping. He was the prefectural judge in charge of criminal cases and examining case files. He brought two other people with him this time: a constable named Zhao An and a coroner named Song Qi.

The three arrived on the third day after Li Ziren's death.

"Your Excellency, Li Ziren is usually kind to everyone, and we have never heard of him having any enemies with anyone."

Meng Ping shook his head at the dinner table.

The banquet included three people from the government office, as well as Meng Ping and Wang Xiong.

Hu Bufan left halfway through the journey under some pretext.

"I heard that something also happened at the Black Kill Pavilion that day. There were also bloody words on the wall. Judging from the handwriting, it was done by the same person?" Zhan Ping asked slowly after taking a bite of food.

"Yes. Li Ziren's eldest son also died there."

"The entire Li Ziren family is dead? Tsk! The higher-ups are furious about the murder of a high-ranking official and have ordered us to solve the case within seven days, find the killer, and execute him immediately. We need your full cooperation on this!"

"Sir, that's only right. We will do our utmost and ensure that no bad person escapes or an innocent person is wronged! By the way, sir, you've had a long journey. We've arranged a place for you to rest. Would you mind moving over there?"

After saying that, Meng Ping clapped his hands, and several women in flowing robes walked in from outside, carrying a fragrant breeze, their figures faintly visible under the thin gauze covering them.

Zhan Ping looked up at the group; their quality was quite good. He pointed at Meng Ping and chuckled, "Yeah, we're definitely a bit tired! Old Zhao, Old Song, take a good rest!"

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, Brother Meng and Brother Wang!"

After finishing their last drink, the group rushed off to the next event.

"Sir, I'm so sorry, I have some matters to attend to at home, so please excuse me for now!"

After the group came down from the restaurant, Wang Xiong caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye. His heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained unchanged. He cupped his hands to the people around him and said...

"Since you have something to do, go ahead and get busy. You'll have to punish yourself with three drinks tomorrow!"

Zhan Ping was in a hurry to go to the next match, so whether Wang Xiong was there or not didn't matter.

"Thank you, sir! Brother Meng, please take good care of him. Brother Zhao, Brother Song, I'm so sorry, I must excuse myself!"

"Go, go!"

After leaving the group, Wang Xiong's forced smile disappeared, replaced by a serious expression. As he walked along the road, he kept thinking about the fleeting figure he had just seen.

"After the Black Gang was wiped out, I immediately sent a message to my superiors, and you're only coming here today?"

He had a bad feeling.

When he got home and went into his study, sure enough, a dark figure was sitting quietly in his seat.