Chaotic Times and Disasters: I Hunt Down Martial Arts Masters and Become a God

After dinner, Fu Qing sat on the edge of the bed and opened the control panel.

Plunder Point 111.

He stared at the realm exchange section—the second level of Body Tempering requires an average value of 100 points, which is not enough. He needs to face a martial artist at the third level of Body Tempering, and his current strength is definitely not enough.

We need to go and harvest some resources on the outskirts of Black Wind Stronghold first.

The next day, before dawn, Fu Qing got up.

He inspected all the dozen or so horses in the yard and picked out the best chestnut horse.

He sharpened the broken blade of the one-eyed dragon's demon-headed broadsword, barely managing to make a point, and then found a sturdy white waxwood pole, sharpening one end to use as a spare spear.

Song Yawei stood at the courtyard gate and stuffed a package of dried venison wrapped in dried lotus leaves into his arms. "Go early and come back early. Be careful. If it doesn't work out, run away and let's leave this place."

"Um."

Fu Qing mounted his horse, flicked the reins, and the chestnut horse galloped westward.

...

After traveling thirty miles, he circled around to the outskirts of Black Wind Mountain.

Black Wind Mountain is a treacherous place, with only one narrow path leading up the mountain. There are cliffs on both sides, and the gate is built at the pass. Two bandits stand guard on the wooden watchtower.

He tied his horse to the pine forest at the foot of the mountain and then crept up the mountain.

Two bandits were chatting and warming themselves by a fire on the watchtower.

"Why hasn't the second-in-command returned yet..."

"They must have stolen something and are drinking somewhere."

Fu Qing approached from the side and killed the two sentries with two slashes.

Plunder points +8, +8.

He circled the perimeter, eliminating the scattered sentry posts one by one.

Each kill increases the loot points.

By daybreak, he had already taken down more than a dozen peripheral bandits, accumulating 207 loot points.

[Current loot point: 207]

The moment the distribution was completed, a surge of heat, several times more intense than before, exploded from the dantian, and the skin's surface became increasingly radiant.

This tempering was far more intense than when I first entered the first level, lasting for the time it takes to brew a cup of tea before the heat subsided.

[Cultivation Level: Body Tempering Realm, Level Two]

【Strength: 132】

[Endurance: 137]

[Agility: 127]

[Plunder Points: 0]

Fu Qing looked down at his hands; the luster on his skin had become visible to the naked eye, as if it were coated with a layer of copper.

He continued to venture deeper into the mountain stronghold.

...

The sounds of drinking and playing drinking games came from the Hall of Righteousness. Fu Qing looked through the crack in the window and saw seven or eight bandits drinking and eating meat around the table. At the head of the table sat a burly, dark-faced man with a face full of scars and bulging temples.

"Boss, the second-in-command has been gone for so long, could something have happened to him?" a bandit asked, holding a wine bowl.

Liu Heizi took a swig of wine. "What could possibly happen? A peasant from a poor mountain village, can't the second brother, a mere third-level Body Tempering Realm cultivator, handle him?"

Another bandit laughed, "Maybe the second-in-command was so engrossed in playing with women that he forgot to come back."

The bandits burst into laughter.

At that moment, Fu Qing kicked open the door of the Hall of Righteousness.

A cold wind blew in, the laughter stopped abruptly, and all seven or eight bandits turned to look at the doorway.

Fu Qing stood at the door, covered in blood, holding a long knife.

Liu Heizi narrowed his eyes, put down his wine bowl, and asked, "Who are you?"

"A peasant from a poor mountain village!"

Fu Qing walked into the Hall of Righteousness, the firelight reflecting off his face, making him look incredibly young, yet exuding a strong murderous aura.

Liu Heizi suddenly stood up. "What did you do to Lao Er?"

"Kill him."

A deathly silence fell over the Hall of Gathering Righteousness.

Enraged, Liu Heizi smashed the wooden table in front of him with a single blow, yelling, "Chop him up for me!"

Seven or eight bandits drew their knives and charged at the same time.

But this time Fu Qing was already at the second level of Body Tempering, so these ordinary bandits were just easy prey.

He drew the broken-bladed ghost-head knife from his waist and slashed down at the bandit in front of him.

The blade cut into the bandit's shoulder, exited at his waist, and was cleaved in two diagonally.

Then, with a backhand sweep, the second bandit's head flew off, and the third bandit's knife pierced his chest—with a clang, the tip of the knife broke off.

The bandit's eyes widened, but before he could retreat, Fu Qing's knife had already pierced his stomach.

Plunder points +8, +8, +8, +8, +8, +8.

Seven or eight bandits lay on the ground in less than thirty breaths.

Fu Qing glanced at the panel—the loot points had already soared to 64.

He immediately added all the loot points to the three-dimensional values.

Looking at the corpses scattered on the ground, Liu Heizi's facial muscles twitched, but instead, a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"No wonder he was able to kill my second brother, a second-level Body Tempering Realm cultivator? Wait, something's strange..."

He stretched his neck.

"I've been stuck in the Body Tempering Realm for fifteen years, climbing from the first level all the way to the third level. I've seen at least eighty or a hundred Body Tempering Realm cultivators, but I've never seen one like you before."

"But it's okay."

Liu Heizi took a deep breath, and his muscles bulged.

"Let me show you how big the difference is between the third level of Body Tempering and the second level of Body Tempering."

He threw a punch.

The force of the punch swept through the Hall of Righteousness, blowing the wine cups on the table away and smashing them against the wall, shattering them into eight pieces.

The force of that punch was at least 170 or 180,000, which is much higher than Fu Qing's current strength.

Fu Qing's pupils contracted sharply, and he dodged to the side. The fist grazed his shoulder, tearing the clothes on his shoulder with the force of the air.

He swung his knife backhand and slashed at Liu Heizi's arm. With a "clang," sparks flew, leaving only a faint white mark.

Liu Heizi grinned, "I have a body tempered to the third level, you think your piece of junk can hurt me?"

As he spoke, he slapped Fu Qing in the chest with his backhand.

Fu Qing slid four or five meters across the ground, his back slamming into a pillar of the Hall of Righteousness, causing dust to fall from the roof beams.

He glanced down at his chest and saw a faint red handprint on his skin, which was slightly hot but not broken.

A hint of surprise flashed in Liu Heizi's eyes: "You're still standing after taking one of my palm strikes? You're almost at the third threshold, so I can't let you live!"

Fu Qing understood that while his strength was lacking, his endurance was sufficient for the time being.

Liu Heizi's attacks couldn't harm his core for the time being, but his attacks also couldn't break through Liu Heizi's defenses for the time being.

Thinking about it, he rushed forward on his own initiative.

The two men collided and started punching and kicking each other.

Liu Heizi's third-level Body Tempering technique was indeed formidable; each punch carried the sound of wind and landed on Fu Qing with a dull thud.

While he was being beaten, he also fought back, punching Liu Heizi.

The two went back and forth, and for a time they found themselves in a dilemma.

After more than fifty rounds, Fu Qing had taken countless punches and coughed up a mouthful of blood, his breath weakening.

After all, there's a difference in cultivation level; he would definitely be at a disadvantage in a fight.

But Liu Heizi's breathing also began to quicken. The blood and qi of a Body Tempering Realm cultivator have their limits, and high-intensity attacks consume a great deal of energy.

Just as the two separated, Fu Qing saw a bandit in the corner who was not quite dead yet, struggling to get up.

He rushed forward and killed him with a single blow.

Plunder points +8.

Current loot point: 72.

Fu Qingxin made a firm decision and added all 72 points to Strength—bringing her Strength to 204.

As the heat surged through him, Fu Qing felt his arms become heavier, his muscles bulging rapidly. He looked up at Liu Heizi and grinned.

Liu Heizi seemed to notice his change as well, and his expression changed as well.

"you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Qing had already rushed in front of him, his strength surging to over 200. The speed and power of this punch were on a completely different level.

The fist slammed into Liu Heizi's crossed arms, and with a "crack," Liu Heizi was sent flying backward, crashing through the back wall of the Juyi Hall and rolling into the courtyard behind it.

Fu Qing walked out of the hole in the wall and stood in the courtyard looking at Liu Heizi lying on the ground.

Liu Heizi's left arm hung limply, the bone fragments sticking out, terrifyingly white.

He struggled to prop himself up with his right hand, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Who exactly are you? You're only at the second level of Body Tempering, yet you're unleashing power at the fourth level! This is impossible!"

There are many things you don't understand.

Fu Qing walked up to him. "By the way, is the Meridian Opening Realm above the Body Tempering Realm, and the Bone Tempering Realm above that? And what comes after that?"

Liu Heizi paused for a moment, then burst into laughter, letting out a sneer.

"You don't even know this? That's right, you're just a monster who came from some backwater mountain village. Let me tell you, there are nine ranks in martial arts, and body tempering is the ninth rank..."

"Above are the eighth grade of Meridian Opening, the seventh grade of Bone Tempering, the sixth grade of罡气 (罡气 means a kind of internal energy), the fifth grade of Golden Body, the fourth grade of Internal Organs, the third grade of Supernatural Power, the second grade of Dharma Aspect, and the first grade of Martial Saint! Each grade represents a world of difference. You'd be lucky to even touch the Meridian Opening realm in your lifetime..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Qing's fist smashed his throat.

Kill Liu Heizi (Level 3 Body Tempering Realm), gain 150 Plunder Points.