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

Squeak!

The courtyard gate was opened again, and Bai Luo peeked out.

Bai Luo had lost count of how many times she had opened the door to see if Bai Ye had returned.

This time, just as Bai Luo was about to close the door, a young man quickly walked towards her.

"Saya!"

Upon discovering that Bai Ye had finally returned, Bai Luo was overjoyed and rushed out to greet him: "Why did it take you so long to come back? Do you know how worried I was? If something had happened to you, how could I explain it to Mom and Dad?"

Hearing Bai Luo's caring words, Bai Ye was slightly touched and gave her a gentle smile.

"I'm back safe and sound."

To completely reassure Bai Luo, Bai Ye took out the money Jiao Ye had given him: "The reason I came back late today is mainly because Jiao Ye hosted a banquet to reward everyone. This is the money Jiao Ye gave me."

"Five...five hundred dollars!"

Bai Luo was stunned when she saw the money Bai Ye took out, unable to believe what she was seeing.

An average person's monthly salary is at most thirty yuan, and some earn less than ten yuan.

Bai Ye suddenly pulling out five hundred yuan is truly astonishing.

"Put it away quickly!"

After a slight pause, Bai Luo quickly pulled Bai Ye back home.

Bai Ye returned to the courtyard and unconsciously looked down at the locust tree, deciding to deal with the bodies of Chen Shuan and the other man.

Bai Ye was ruthless and decisive; once he had an idea, he would do it, immediately digging up the bodies of Chen Shuan and the other man.

"Sis, I'm going out for a bit. Wait for me at home."

Bai Ye gave a brief instruction, then, carrying a corpse in each hand, his figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Based on his memories, Bai Ye knew that there was a deserted place in the northwest of Qiao Town, which was the most suitable place to dump a body.

Although he was running while carrying two corpses, Bai Ye didn't feel tired at all thanks to the power of the White Dragon's blessing.

After running wildly for half an hour, Bai Ye finally arrived at a wasteland and threw Chen Shuan and the other man's bodies into it.

Jingle Bell……

Just then, as Bai Ye was about to leave, a clear bell rang out.

Then he saw a large group of people dressed in uniform black, carrying flags and lotus platforms, chanting as they walked.

The mortal world is like a prison, all beings suffer, the cycle of reincarnation never ends, and worries never cease. The Black Lotus descends to earth, pitying us mortals...

Behind them, a group of people walked along like zombies, their eyes glazed over.

Bai Ye noticed these people and, filled with curiosity, quietly approached them.

As the white night approached, several people who shared his thoughts, upon getting close to the crowd, suddenly seemed to be bewitched by something and unconsciously joined the crowd.

Bai Ye was quite frightened when he saw this scene, realizing that these people were rather strange.

Just as Bai Ye was about to leave, a black lotus held by the group of people suddenly burst forth with a blood-red light, forcefully blasting into his head.

Then, Bai Ye felt a wave of dizziness, and a voice in his head was calling to him, making him unconsciously walk towards the crowd.

Just as Bai Ye's consciousness was about to completely sink, a figure came to his side, grabbed his shoulders, and forcibly pulled him away.

Before long, when Bai Ye regained consciousness, he saw a figure standing not far from him.

"Thank you for saving me!"

Bai Ye quickly got up to express his gratitude.

The other person turned around at the sound of his voice, looked him up and down, and then solemnly instructed, "Kid, don't wander around at night before you break through to the Ming Jin level."

"Also, you need to be careful of Ye Yaozu, also known as your Jiao Ye. He is a very cunning and dangerous person."

The man said a few words and then limped away.

Upon seeing the man's walk, Bai Ye immediately guessed his identity and hurriedly said, "Senior, you are Master Huang Jiu..."

"Don't ask any questions, and don't overthink it. Just pretend we've never met."

Before Bai Ye could finish speaking, the man interrupted him and limped away into the night.

Watching the old man gradually disappear into the distance, Bai Ye didn't dare to linger any longer and quickly rushed home.

On the day he transmigrated, he experienced more bizarre events than in all his previous lives combined.

This world is far more complex than he imagined; it's not just about the inheritance of martial arts, but also holds many more secrets.

For example, what exactly is this serum? Why would foreigners share it with martial artists in Great Xia to improve their strength?

And what was that black lotus from earlier?

It can even bewitch people's minds; it's all so mysterious and bizarre.

"I must improve my strength as soon as possible."

On his way home, Bai Ye thought about many things and his desire for power grew stronger.

The more he learned about the world, the more he felt that it was extremely dangerous.

When Bai Ye returned home, Bai Luo was probably too tired and had already fallen asleep on the table.

Upon discovering that Bai Ye had returned safely, she drowsily went back to her room to rest.

Bai Ye then took out "Iron Shirt" and began to study it.

This is a form of physical training that involves repeatedly subjecting the body to physical torment, thereby enhancing the body's defense and recovery capabilities.

Therefore, practicing this technique is extremely difficult and expensive, requiring constant medicinal baths to nourish the body.

Black Ghost, a master close to the Ming Jin level, only had about ten yuan on him because he had spent it all on medicinal herbs.

"I am blessed and protected by the White Dragon, so it seems I don't need medicinal baths to nourish my body."

This discovery made Bai Ye feel that "Iron Shirt" was tailor-made for him.

Immediately, Bai Ye began to cultivate the Iron Shirt Technique with anticipation.

According to the description of Iron Shirt, its cultivation progress is divided into six levels: entry level, proficiency, minor success, major success, perfection, and essence.

If one cultivates the Iron Shirt Technique to perfection, one's cultivation level can break through to the Ming Jin level.

As for the true essence, it only exists in legends, and basically no one can achieve it.

Judging from the black guy's performance, he has only mastered the Iron Shirt technique to a minor level, and is still far from perfect.

Otherwise, even if someone with the same Ming Jin cultivation level were to engage in a direct battle with the Black Ghost, they might not be able to harm him in the slightest.

Fortunately, the Black Ghost hadn't reached the pinnacle of his cultivation, which is why Bai Ye was able to benefit from it.

Since no one was there to help Bai Ye, he had to find his own way to stimulate his body by hitting him.

Bai Ye's gaze swept across the room, then fell on the locust tree in the courtyard, where he saw the sharp thorns on it.

Then, Bai Ye climbed up the tree, picked off the thorns, and neatly arranged them on the ground.

"Let's give it our all!"

In order to successfully cultivate the Iron Shirt Technique, Bai Ye gritted his teeth and rolled directly onto the spikes.

Instantly, the sharp spikes pierced his skin and dug deep into his flesh; the sensation was truly excruciating.

However, in order to become stronger, Bai Ye gritted his teeth and began to cultivate the Iron Shirt technique.

Soon, Bai Ye clearly felt a mysterious power emerging within his body, tempering his skin and flesh.

As this sensation arose, Bai Ye clearly felt that the spikes were becoming less and less damaging to him.

About half an hour later, Bai Ye felt a warm current quickly flow through his entire body.

Then, Bai Ye was surprised to find that his skin had undergone a transformation, with a darker sheen on it.

Moreover, besides the bloodstains, his skin also had some black residue, which was impurities expelled from his body.

"I've mastered it!"

Seeing his physical condition, Bai Ye was overjoyed.

According to the description in "Iron Shirt", even those with extraordinary talent need three days to master it.

He mastered the basics of Iron Shirt Technique in just half an hour; what terrifying talent that must be!

However, Bai Ye was also well aware that the reason he was able to cultivate so quickly was largely due to the blessing of the White Dragon that prevented him from suffering from illness or injury.

After all, others cannot recover instantly from injuries, nor can they cultivate without any worries.

Having mastered the basics of Iron Shirt, the spikes could no longer pierce Bai Ye's skin, so he had to stop practicing.

After dawn tomorrow, he will change his training tools and try to make further progress in "Iron Shirt".