In a world of chaos and demonic warfare, the Axe Gang reigns supreme.

The next morning.

"Good morning, sis!"

When Bai Ye got up, Bai Luo was already busy preparing breakfast.

Bai Luo, busy in the kitchen, turned to look at Bai Ye, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly.

Judging from her reaction, it was as if she didn't recognize Bai Ye.

"Sis, what's wrong?"

Noticing Bai Luo's strange gaze, Bai Ye asked, somewhat puzzled.

Bai Luo put down her spoon, walked towards Bai Ye with a puzzled look, and circled around Bai Ye: "Xiao Ye, have you grown taller? Your clothes are all too short."

"Is there?"

Bai Ye raised his hands and noticed that the sleeves were indeed a little short. He couldn't help but wonder, "Could it be that by mastering the basics of the Iron Shirt Technique, my body has been strengthened, and I've even grown a little taller?"

Thinking about the size of Jiao Ye and his group, Bai Ye quickly confirmed his guess: martial arts really does promote physical growth.

"I wonder how tall I'll be when I break through to the Ming Jin level."

Bai Ye was now very curious whether he would grow into a giant over two meters tall, like Fei Niu.

While Bai Ye was lost in thought, Bai Luo had already taken out a measuring tape and began to measure his size.

After taking Bai Ye's measurements, Bai Luo brought out the prepared breakfast and placed it on the table.

To Bai Ye's surprise, his appetite was astonishing today. He ate ten steamed buns and five bowls of porridge, yet he still felt empty inside.

"Xiaoye, are you alright...?"

Seeing Bai Ye's appetite increase significantly, Bai Luo was somewhat frightened, worried that Bai Ye might overeat and harm his health.

Guessing what Bai Luo was thinking, Bai Ye smiled faintly at her: "Sister, I'm fine. The reason I ate so much is probably related to my martial arts practice."

"That's good!"

Bai Luo's expression relaxed upon hearing this.

After finishing breakfast, Bai Ye didn't stay at home any longer; instead, he went to buy some cultivation tools.

Because he hadn't eaten enough, Bai Ye ate twenty large meat buns after arriving on the street before feeling a little better.

Bai Ye roughly estimated that the cost of breakfast that morning was more than one yuan.

"At this rate, food expenses will amount to several yuan a day, so I need to find a way to earn money."

Bai Ye had a premonition that if he didn't find a way to make money, the money he had wouldn't last long.

After leaving the breakfast stall, Bai Ye went to a blacksmith shop and ordered a huge blade and some huge iron locks.

The locks were marked with different weights so he could use them to test strength later.

Having prepared the necessary items for cultivation, Bai Ye realized that his axe was too light and small, so he ordered two more large Xuanhua axes to be made.

If it weren't for the Axe Gang's rule that members must use axes as weapons, he would have loved to use two spiked clubs, which would have been far more lethal in battle.

Afterwards, Bai Ye found some craftsmen to renovate his courtyard and build a room for cultivation.

After Bai Ye finished doing all this, he found that it cost more than two hundred yuan, which was almost half of his family's savings.

It made him unconsciously feel the pinch; money really doesn't last long!

Bai Ye sighed inwardly, then went into another tobacco and alcohol shop and selected some cigarettes and alcohol.

Biaozi was injured and hospitalized last night, and he plans to go visit him to try and improve their relationship.

The martial arts world isn't just about fighting and killing; it's about human relationships and social graces. You never know when you might need Biaozi's help.

Bai Ye inquired briefly within the gang and learned that Biaozi was hospitalized at the People's Hospital, so he brought some things to visit him.

Outside ward 203 on the second floor of the People's Hospital.

"Brother Ye!"

"Brother Ye!"

The ordinary gang members who were guarding outside the ward bowed respectfully when they saw Bai Ye walking over.

Bai Ye greeted them and then pushed open the door to the ward, where he saw Biaozi lying in bed recuperating.

To Bai Ye's slight surprise, the monk was also in the ward, serving Biaozi his meal.

"Brother Biao, how are you feeling? Any better?"

Bai Ye put the things on the table, walked to the bedside, and asked with concern.

Seeing Bai Ye bring things to see him, Biaozi was immediately touched and greeted him with a happy expression, "Yezi, it's enough that you came. There's no need to buy anything else. These cigarettes and alcohol aren't cheap, are they?"

"It's just a small token!"

Bai Ye smiled nonchalantly.

Seeing that Bai Ye wanted to talk to Biao Zi, the monk felt it was inappropriate for him to stay, so he thought he should go out and avoid the situation: "Biao Zi, Ye Zi, you two talk, I'm going out for some fresh air."

"Monk, we're all brothers, there's no need for this."

Biaozi guessed what the monk was thinking and immediately called out to him, explaining to Bai Ye, "Yezi, from last night until now, the monk has been taking care of me. I acknowledge him as my brother."

"Um!"

Bai Ye nodded calmly.

Seeing that Bai Ye did not object, Biaozi was in a much better mood. He waved to Bai Ye and the monk and said, "In a few days, after I am discharged from the hospital, you will both come to my house as guests. I will have your sister-in-law cook for you and show off her skills."

"Then I'll be waiting."

Bai Ye chuckled and teased.

With Biaozi's deliberate matchmaking, Baiye and the monk's relationship grew much closer.

The three gradually opened up and chatted happily, feeling as if they had known each other for a long time.

It turns out the monk really was a monk. In order to save a poor mother and daughter, he killed several Japanese soldiers, which led to the Japanese soldiers retaliating by burning down his temple. Helpless, he could only wander around.

Later, Fei Niu took him in, and he followed Fei Niu around doing things, but he always kept his principles and never did anything like murder or arson.

After hearing about the monk's experiences, Bai Ye felt more respect for him; he was a man with principles.

After chatting with Biaozi and the other man for a while, Bai Ye found that Biaozi was in good condition, so he stopped worrying about him, said goodbye to the two men, and left the ward.

The monk remained in the ward, preparing to take care of Biaozi until he was discharged.

As Bai Ye left the ward, she instinctively felt some doubts, sensing that something was amiss.

"Strange, I've been in the hospital room for so long, why hasn't my sister-in-law brought me any food?"

Although Bai Ye was puzzled, he didn't think too much about it, since it was Biaozi's family matter.

When Bai Ye returned home, the craftsman was already busy in the yard, and his cultivation tools had also been delivered.

Bai Ye's gaze swept across the courtyard, and he walked to a row of stone locks, first trying to lift a 500-pound stone lock.

The result was very easy, and I didn't feel any pressure at all.

Then, Bai Ye walked towards the second 800-pound stone lock, gripped the handle with both hands, and lifted it with force.

With Bai Ye's full effort, the stone lock slowly lifted off the ground, but he was unable to lift it up.

"My strength has indeed increased."

Bai Ye put the stone lock back on the ground and had a clear understanding of his current strength: "It seems that after I mastered the basics of Iron Shirt, not only has my physique been strengthened, but my strength has also increased by about two hundred jin."

Seeing the benefits of cultivating the Iron Shirt Technique, Bai Ye felt a surge of excitement and a strong sense of anticipation.

I wonder what he will gain and to what extent his power will increase once he has mastered the Iron Shirt technique.

And if he perfects the Iron Shirt technique, how strong would he be?