The Corpse Driver of Western Hunan: My profession panel has no upper limit.

Thinking of this, Lu Jin's murderous intent overflowed uncontrollably, his eyelids drooped, and he looked like a demon from hell.

He didn't care about Xiong Yan's status as the clan chief's son. Lu Jin only knew that Xiong Yan was about to bring him trouble, and that his strength surpassed Xiong Yan's.

Compared to Xiong Yan, Lu Jin is the stronger one.

The strong rule everything; this is the way to survive in this chaotic world.

Furthermore, Lu Jin dislikes trouble.

A moment later, Lu Jin took out a few silver dollars and exchanged them with some food from the wealthy families in the village. The food consisted mainly of firewood, rice, cooking oil, and some meat. He then settled into his dilapidated Miao village.

The enormous weasel demon's corpse was hung upside down on the beam by Lu Jin, its eyes, still wide with shock before death, staring intently at Lu Jin.

Lu Jin opened the Spirit Snake Medicinal Wine, and a strong aroma of the wine wafted out. Without much hesitation, he swallowed it in one gulp.

As soon as he swallowed it, Lu Jin felt a surge of intense energy erupt within his body, instantly flowing into every part of his body. The refreshing taste even rushed up his throat to his brain, making Lu Jin's eyes somewhat blurry and causing him to feel intoxicated.

"Excellent wine!"

Lu Jin secretly admired Lin Tianzheng's words, which were indeed true; this spirit snake wine really did have the effect of nourishing blood and qi and strengthening the body.

The next second, Lu Jin adopted the Bajiquan stance and began practicing, stretching his body to better digest the enhancement brought by the medicinal wine.

His arms were like two large spears, making a powerful impact in the narrow room, and the muscles on his arms were like wrung-out towels.

As he continued to chop and smash, Lu Jin felt his physique rapidly improving, and the words in front of his retina kept flashing.

Bajiquan: Ming Jin (155/1000)

Bajiquan: Ming Jin (156/1000)

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"The so-called Ming Jin is to make the force originate from the root, be controlled by the waist, be generated from the spine, and be manifested in the hands, so as to achieve a more integrated and unified state. If you can do these four things to the extreme, you may reach the ultimate state of Ming Jin."

Lu Jin held his breath and focused his mind, carefully sensing the shortcomings of his body when he practiced his boxing.

"Your feet can be more firmly rooted to the ground."

boom!

He channeled his strength and blood to his feet, causing his terrifying muscles to suddenly expand, even causing the coarse cloth trousers of Lu Jin's Miao village clothing to bulge and tear slightly.

"Sink your Qi to the Dantian, remain as still as a mountain...like an old tree with gnarled roots, or a fierce tiger descending the mountain."

Adjusting his breathing, Lu Jin felt himself sinking. With one foot stomping on the ground, a deep pit suddenly appeared on the wooden plank floor of the Miao village.

The immense recoil force traveled up Lu Jin's legs, and in an instant, Lu Jin was launched out, punching the upside-down weasel demon's corpse.

Swish!

In an instant, with lightning speed, the corpse exploded, almost turning into several pieces that scattered on the ground. Lu Jin adjusted his breathing and calmly watched everything unfold before him.

The effects of the serpent wine had been completely exhausted, but this boost was indeed incredibly potent.

Bajiquan: Ming Jin (201/1000)

【Power: 10.4→12.7】

Agility: 11.5 → 12.1

[Spirit: 9.1→10.8]

[Willpower: 8.9 → 10.5]

"I should be considered to have reached the minor stage of Ming Jin (a type of martial arts skill). This improvement is really good."

Lu Jin shook his arm, feeling that his strength and speed had improved significantly compared to yesterday.

The effects of the Spirit Snake Wine were indeed true; just one jar was comparable to the ten Bone Strengthening and Qi Nourishing Pills he had taken before, which made Lu Jin feel quite hungry.

Such a good thing is best enjoyed every day.

I just don't know how many of these good things there are in the whole Miao village.

It must be quite rare, since brewing medicinal wine requires a lot of precious medicinal materials and time to settle; those aged for several years may not be very effective.

Looking at the sky outside, it was still early before nightfall, so Lu Jin continued to grind his class panel.

[You spent three hours looting corpses, your professional experience increased by 313.]

[You spent two hours looting corpses, your professional experience increased by 207.]

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[Corpse Driver: LV2 (836/2000)]

When the appointed time arrived, Lu Jin reluctantly stopped. "What a pity. If I didn't have to take the courage test tonight, I could have leveled up my profession by grinding all night."

"In that case, I'll make up for the wasted time by working on you."

Lu Jin's mind flashed with Xiong Yan's face, and he couldn't help but clench his fist.

Given that his corpse-looting skill grants more experience from looting stronger corpses, Xiong Yan should be stronger than this weasel spirit.

What an alluring corpse.

Having killed Xiong Yan, he had no rivals. Even though he had been delayed in Huangquan Mountain for a long time, he was still the first to return.

Thinking of this, Lu Jin quickly arrived at Lin Tianzheng's village. The bright moon hung high in the night sky, and Xiong Yan and Lin Tianzheng had been waiting for a long time. Lu Jin glanced at them briefly and saw that Xiong Yan was fully armed.

Clad in porcupine armor, wielding a long spear, carrying a hunting rifle on his back, and holding a torch, he truly lived up to his reputation as the clan chief's son. In contrast, Lu Jin looked like a beggar, dressed only in coarse cloth and carrying a wood-chopping knife for self-defense.

After all, while the Miao villages have guns, they are not numerous, and only some relatively wealthy families can afford to buy them.

"Ah Lu is here, so let's set off. I'm sure you've heard my requirements clearly. I'll be waiting for you here. Whoever returns first after fulfilling the requirements will inherit my mantle."

Lin Tian immediately squatted down into a horse stance, crossed his arms over his chest, and closed his eyes to rest. He had switched night watch with another person for today's assessment.

"Let's go."

As soon as Lin Tianzheng finished speaking, Xiong Yan reacted swiftly, transforming into a gust of wind and rushing towards Huangquan Mountain, his mind racing to find the best opportunity to kill Lu Jin.

Lu Jin followed closely behind calmly, his breathing neither hurried nor slow, treating the journey as a training exercise.

The Miao village was some distance from Huangquan Mountain, but because many people had traveled there, the road was relatively clear. After a short while, Lu Jin and Xiong Yan arrived at the foot of Huangquan Mountain.

The jungle was dense and pitch black, with a cold wind whistling through it, making it awe-inspiring.

"Lu Jin, the jungle is dangerous. Should we travel together? In the end, we can compete fairly."

"Okay." Lu Jin nodded with a smile.

Seeing that Lu Jin agreed, Xiong Yan was overjoyed. Huangquan Mountain was full of dangers, and with Lu Jin as a companion, the safety factor for the two of them would be higher. They would wait until they reached the habitat of the King Snake species.

After working together to kill the King Serpent, he then launched a surprise attack on Lu Jin.

It can be described as having the best of both worlds.

Of course, the best outcome would be for Lu Jin to die in the mouth of the King Serpent, allowing him to reap the benefits.

What Xiong Yan didn't expect was that he and Lu Jin had only been walking in the dark jungle with torches for a short while when suddenly Lu Jin exclaimed in surprise.

"What's wrong!"

Suddenly, Xiong Yan was caught off guard by Lu Jin's exclamation. Although he dared to participate in this test of courage, it did not mean that he was not afraid. Strange stories about Huangquan Mountain had always circulated in their village.

"I think I saw the Black and White Impermanence (the deities of death)."

"where?"

Xiong Yan was stunned. He turned around and was about to ask Lu Jin a question when he found that Lu Jin's body had disappeared from the spot, leaving only a deep footprint.

Upon closer inspection, he realized that the fist was already right in front of him. The gusts of wind from the fist were frantically whipping Xiong Yan's hair, and the terrifying killing intent it carried made his hair stand on end!

Lu Jin's cold voice resonated through the deathly silent jungle.

You'll see in a moment.

"Lu Jin, I've angered your mother!"

At this moment, Xiong Yan finally realized what was happening.

There was no Black and White Impermanence here. It was just that Lu Jin was trying to distract him so he could launch a sneak attack. Xiong Yan had already sensed the approach of death. He hadn't expected that he hadn't even planned to make a move against Lu Jin yet.

Lu Jin had already struck first.

The next second, Xiong Yan struggled to assume a defensive stance, his arms protecting his chest. He believed that as long as he could withstand Lu Jin's sudden sneak attack, he could rely on his strength as a Ming Jin martial artist.

Lu Jin's life could be taken within three moves.

In an instant, Lu Jin's fists slammed down like Mount Tai, carrying terrifying force.

Eight Extremes! Force open the door from both sides!

The instant Lu Jin's hands touched him, a sharp pain shot through his lungs, and the unique strength of a Ming Jin martial artist raged wildly, causing Xiong Yan's eyes to widen in shock.

"Ming Jin!"

"That's impossible!"

Xiong Yan's eyes were filled with fear and shock; he could see his great-grandmother waving at him.

If Lu Jin only had the strength to launch a sneak attack, he was confident he could handle it.

But now.

His eyes could only look on in despair as Lu Jin's arm, as strong as a steel rod, pierced through his defenses, tearing apart the barrier protecting his central gate.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Jin formed a claw with one arm, tearing apart the hedgehog armor covering Xiong Yan in an instant. His other fist clenched tightly, radiating murderous intent, and that fist slammed into Xiong Yan's chest and abdomen with unstoppable force.

Bang bang bang!

Eight Extremes! Yama's Three-Point Technique!

Using all his strength, he swiftly delivered three fatal blows with his palms and fists. Visibly, a large section of Xiong Yan's chest and abdomen caved in, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Lu Jin dodged to the side and then flicked his elbow upwards.

A dull bang echoed through the jungle.

Xiong Yan's jawbone was severely injured, and he flew backwards on his back, crashing into a large tree. The force of the impact made the thick tree crack loudly!

The hunting rifle he was carrying on his back was broken in two by the immense force.

In the blink of an eye, Xiong Yan was taking in less air and exhaling more.

He collapsed to the ground, struggling to raise a finger, his eyes filled with panic, and he pleaded with Lu Jin incoherently, "Lu Jin, my father will not let you go."

"What are you saying? I have no intention of letting your father off the hook either. Don't worry, your father will be down there to join you soon. A family should be together."

Lu Jin shrugged, sneered, and placed one foot on Xiong Yan's chest, looking down at him. "Besides, even if I didn't make a move, you didn't intend to let me go, did you?"

These words caused Xiong Yan's pupils to shrink sharply, and blood gushed from his mouth. He hurriedly said, "I didn't. If Uncle Lin finds out that you slaughtered your fellow Miao people for the sake of the assessment, he will execute you personally."

"Ha, you can't fool me. Today, our deal fell through. I saw your eyes as you left; they were filled with resentment and anger. You're definitely thinking of finding a chance to kill me."

No explanation needed.

Lu Jin shook his head. "If I'm wrong, then I'm wrong. It's not like I'm the one who's going to die, right?"

"alright."

Staring into Xiong Yan's murderous gaze, Lu Jin laughed out loud, "Take a deep breath, feeling dizzy is normal."

Click!

Lu Jin punched Xiong Yan's throat, severing it. Before he died, he saw Xiong Yan's lips move rapidly, as if in a final burst of energy. Although he couldn't hear what Xiong Yan was saying, he could tell that it was a very vulgar curse.

They said things like Lu Jin lacked martial ethics.

Lu Jin, however, was unimpressed by such things.

He slowly wiped the blood from his fist with Xiong Yan's clothes, and began to speak:

"Martial virtue?"

"I don't even have morals, let alone martial virtues."

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