He achieved the pinnacle of martial arts starting with breaking through the limits of Tiger Fist.

Inside the martial arts school, in the bedroom.

Lin Zheng had already cleaned himself up and returned to his usual appearance.

You can't see any trace of the madness he displayed when he was killing.

Having avenged his great grudge, he now even appears somewhat serene.

A large bundle was placed on Lin Zheng's bed.

Jiang Lin rubbed his hands together, his eyes shining with an almost frightening intensity; the exciting moment was about to arrive.

The bundle was opened, and the items inside were taken out one by one.

A pile of changes of clothes was left lying to one side.

First came the silver coins—whole pieces, broken pieces, and strung-together copper coins—all piled up in small heaps.

Jiang Lin counted twice; it totaled one hundred and twenty-three taels and three hundred coins.

Is this a small amount of money? Jiang Lin thought it was quite a lot. For a gang at the very bottom of the hierarchy, having this much savings was already a lot.

You should know that they extort money from ordinary people by the coin.

The money was easy to divide. Jiang Lin took sixty taels of silver directly, while the rest of the loose silver and copper coins were left to Lin Zheng.

Then Jiang Lin put the bottle far away.

He just smelled it and felt dizzy, which startled him so much that he quickly buttoned it up.

Finally, there was a booklet and a strange arm armor left.

The arm armor was handed over to Lin Zheng for research, and he opened the booklet with great anticipation.

This is a handwritten copy that explains the most basic archery techniques: how to apply force, how to aim, how to maintain balance, the standing posture for drawing the bowstring, and how to release the arrow.

Even how to maintain it, how to prevent moisture and insects, and how to regularly wind and unwind it are all clearly written down.

The record was very detailed, but Jiang Lin was greatly disappointed.

[Martial Arts] Basic Archery (Beginner 0/100)

This archery technique doesn't even have a name, and its proficiency is clearly evident from its level of mastery; it's truly a very basic archery technique.

That makes sense; the leader of a trashy gang couldn't possibly possess unparalleled martial arts skills.

With a "whoosh," a dark shadow brushed past Jiang Lin's ear, striking the door frame with a cracking sound.

Jiang Lin turned his head and saw a small black arrow embedded in the door frame, its tail still trembling violently.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Lin Zheng quickly put down the arm armor in his hand, his face full of apology.

He was terrified. He was engrossed in his research when he accidentally pressed the trigger, and the arrow shot out.

Jiang Lin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, patted Lao Liu on the shoulder, and indicated that he was alright.

This definitely wasn't intentional. If it were a case of double-crossing, how could the bullet miss at such close range?

"Oh no!" Lin Zheng slapped his thigh and stood up abruptly.

Jiang Lin was startled again. "What's wrong? What's wrong now?"

"nail."

Jiang Lin didn't understand for a moment. "What's wrong with the nail?"

"What if you forget about it and it pricks a passerby?"

"That's it?" Jiang Lin said angrily.

"He's just unlucky, but how so?"

……

The second day was still a day off, and Jiang Lin decided to return to Shaziwan.

Although I made a fortune last night, I can't just sit around and do nothing.

My fishing skills are almost maxed out. I wonder what kind of characteristics I'll get after reaching the max level.

We might have to rely on this fishing skill to obtain resources in the future.

The tonics he's currently taking, whether they're the herbal soup from the martial arts school or the "blood-nourishing pills" given to him by his senior sister, are just ordinary tonics.

As his cultivation level increases, the effects of ordinary medicines will weaken, and he will definitely have to rely on treasure fish and treasure plants again. He doesn't understand treasure plants, but fishing is his old profession.

Treasure fish are precious, and often it's difficult to buy them even if you have the money.

Although I have the connection with Senior Sister Long and can find some ways to help, as my cultivation level increases, the resources I need will definitely be enormous. Can I keep bothering her every time?

Ultimately, it all comes down to oneself; it's better to rely on yourself than on others—that's the principle.

Last night, when dividing the spoils, Jiang Lin gave the poison to Lin Zheng and kept the arm armor for himself.

It was not carried with me, but left at the martial arts school.

That thing is prone to accidental discharge and is inconvenient to carry around normally; it can only be prepared in advance for specific occasions.

If you ask what to do when you encounter a fight?

That means you can only rely on yourself; that kind of thing is just fancy tricks.

In the world of martial arts, all great power originates from oneself; who can reach the pinnacle of martial arts through mere fancy tricks?

Those things are at most just shady dealings, adding only the finishing touches.

The distance from the county seat to Shaziwan was not far to begin with, and after Jianglin made his breakthrough, the journey became even faster.

I went back to the house and walked around for a while before going to the village to get the boat.

Standing in the fierce wind at the dock, Jiang Lin was completely exasperated.

Where's my boat?

The entire dock was visible at a glance. Jiang Lin looked back and forth twice before finally confirming that his boat was lost.

"Uncle Chen, Uncle Chen."

Jiang Lin was really anxious this time, because this was the most valuable thing his father had left behind.

It's more expensive than the house I live in, worth more than ten taels of silver.

Uncle Chen poked his head out from the outhouse behind the house. "What's wrong? Why are you shouting so loudly?"

"Where's my boat? Where did my boat go?"

Jiang Lin was genuinely angry. He had been paying his share of the fees every month, and he wondered what Old Chen was good for, unable to keep an eye on such a large ship.

When Uncle Chen saw that it was Jiang Lin, he immediately knew that something bad had happened.

"This, this..."

"What? Tell me right now where my boat is!"

Old Chen hesitated for a moment before speaking, "The day before yesterday, your grandfather and your third uncle sailed the boat out, and... they haven't sailed it back yet."

Jiang Lin was so angry his veins were throbbing. "That's my boat! How could you let outsiders take it away so easily? What are you good for?"

Uncle Chen looked distressed. "But that's your grandfather. How can he be considered an outsider? If he wants to open it, what can I do?"

Jiang Lin wiped his face, already trembling with anger.

If it weren't for the fact that this old man was a distant cousin of Chen Sanlang, he would have really wanted to go up and punch him.

Enraged, Jiang Lin turned and headed towards the old house with a cold face.

I hurried to the old house and glanced at the tightly closed gate.

In the past, when Jiang Lin came to this old house, he would always maintain basic respect and gently knock on the door.

But today, it's better not to knock on this door.

He went up and kicked the door open.

Now that Jiang Lin has successfully passed the test, and given that the Tiger Soul Stake is known for its strong physique, his strength far surpasses that of an ordinary strong man.

With that kick, the gate swung open, and half of the wooden door spun and flew four or five meters away, landing in the courtyard and kicking up a cloud of dust.

My third aunt stood at the kitchen door, terrified like a quail. Where had her usual fierceness gone?

Hearing the commotion, Uncle San and Grandpa hurriedly ran out from the inner room.

Once the dust settled, Jiang Lin, standing at the gate with a resentful expression, could finally be seen.

"Lin-ge'er, what are you doing?"

The old man's voice was trembling.

After recognizing Jiang Lin, Third Uncle immediately started cursing.

"You little beast, have you lost your mind? How dare you run wild in the old house?"

As she was about to grab Jiang Lin's collar, she saw Jiang Lin raise his hand before she could even extend her hand halfway.

Jiang Lin mustered all his strength, flipped over, and slapped out with his palm.

With a loud "smack," Uncle San was knocked off his feet, and half of his teeth flew out.

The sound of the slap echoed even in the small courtyard.

Stepping past his third uncle, who was lying on the ground groaning, Jiang Lin stopped in the middle of the courtyard and looked up to meet his grandfather's incredulous gaze.

"Grandpa, where's my boat?"