Flying Rat Yang Ye

Qin Ming ignored those people and released Xiong San first.

Xiong San was seriously injured, but as the Black Sha Skill was activated, the Sha Qi circulated throughout his body, and his injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, though his face was terribly pale.

"Martial Uncle, what did you mean by what you just said? How do you plan to break through?"

Qin Ming asked.

"Of course it's them! These death row inmates are quite strong. If we use them to cultivate the 'Black Sha Skill,' my Martial Uncle will soon be able to break through to the Blood Refining Realm!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming felt a chill run down his spine.

"Martial Uncle, you'll Deviation and Demonic Possession if you keep doing this!"

Qin Ming also practiced the "Black Sha Skill," so he understood what Xiong San meant by those words.

The Black Sha Skill has two cultivation paths.

One approach is steady and methodical cultivation, using Spirit Medicines and pills to enhance one's strength.

Another method is Xiong San's cultivation method, which involves constantly killing people to increase his Sha Qi. The stronger the people he kills, the more baleful Sha Qi he gains.

Qin Ming chose the first method, which greatly reduced the chance of Deviation and Demonic Possession. With the help of the control panel, there was absolutely no need for him to take the huge risk of taking the second path.

Xiong San knew his talent was average, so he chose the second path.

There are currently a large number of death row prisoners in this Water Prison, and their strength is extraordinary. The lowest level is Bone Refining Realm, and there are quite a few Blood Refining Realm among them. If they are killed to practice their skills, it will be enough for Xiong San to break through to the Blood Refining Realm.

"Deviation and Demonic Possession? Rather than be slaughtered, I'd rather die from Deviation and Demonic Possession!"

Xiong San said coldly, clearly extremely annoyed by his defeat at Lu Ming's hands.

"Hold on."

Qin Ming gestured for Xiong San to remain calm.

Time was short, Qin Ming's gaze quickly swept over the dozens of prison cells.

There were a total of twenty-three death row inmates.

Those who are imprisoned here are basically the most wicked and evil people.

Qin Ming went straight to the first person, an old man with messy hair, infested with lice, and skin and bones. "You say you have Eighth-Rank Martial Arts? Write it down for me now, and I'll let you out!"

Qin Ming tossed him a piece of paper and a pen.

Unexpectedly, the old man tore the paper to shreds. He grabbed the iron bars, his cold gaze fixed on Qin Ming, his voice as sharp as a mountain demon's, "Little brat, let me out. Once I regain my strength, I'll naturally offer you my Eighth-Rank Martial Arts. Don't try to play games with me for free. When I was a legend in the martial world, you were still wearing diapers!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming laughed, but his smile was cold.

"Do you think you have a choice? Remember, you're the one asking me for a favor now, so you need to have the proper attitude!"

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Ming gave the other party no time to react. He suddenly struck, grabbing the other party's wrists and unleashing his Eagle Claw Skill Kung Fu.

With a "crack!" sound, the other person's wrist bone was twisted into a pretzel shape.

"Ah!"

The old man let out a scream, and the next moment, two fingers suddenly pierced into his eye sockets, and black Sha Qi instantly pierced through the back of his head.

Xiong San slowly withdrew his hand, clearly feeling a significant increase in the Sha Qi within his body.

Qin Ming ripped off the old man's clothes and, after a thorough search, found nothing else on him.

Come to think of it, all the belongings these condemned prisoners had probably already fallen into the hands of the yamen runners and officials before they were brought in.

After dealing with the first one, Qin Ming continued towards the second cell.

His method was simple and brutal: if he couldn't come up with anything satisfactory, he would simply have Xiong San do it. In this way, Qin Ming killed more than a dozen people in a row.

These prisoners may have been quite strong before they came in, reaching the Blood Refining Realm, but after being imprisoned and tortured for so long, their strength has been reduced to almost nothing, and they have no power to resist Qin Ming.

The remaining death row inmates' expressions all changed.

If this continues, they will all die here!

They originally thought Qin Ming was a simple-minded kid who could help them escape, but now it seems he's not a simple-minded kid at all, he's practically a living devil!

"You said you know the Shaolin Temple's Iron Body Shirt Diamond Shield, right? Write it down for me now."

Qin Ming was too lazy to waste any more words. He handed out paper and pens to everyone else. Those who had treasures wrote down their locations, and those who had martial arts techniques wrote them down. Basically, they wrote down everything that was valuable enough to save their lives.

Some people hesitated, unable to guarantee that Qin Ming would keep his promise after receiving the item, but they had no other choice but to comply, or face certain death.

Xiong San killed more than a dozen people in a row, his body shrouded in Sha Qi, and he was only half a step away from stepping into the Blood Refining Realm.

This made the remaining people even more terrified, and in the end, a few of them chose to write down their martial arts techniques.

Qin Ming flipped to one of the sheets, glanced at it, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

"You actually mastered the Shaolin Temple's Diamond Shield Iron Body Shirt? Are you from the Shaolin Temple?"

"No, this is a martial arts technique I stole from Shaolin Temple before."

The man said in a low voice.

He was short, only reaching Qin Ming's chest, thin and short, with an ordinary appearance, but his anklets were the thickest, unlike those of others.

"You... you can't be Yang Ye, the legendary thief known as the Flying Rat who can Grass-Top Flyer and even break into the imperial palace?!"

Xiong San pointed at him and suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"I didn't expect you to recognize me."

Yang Ye chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Forget about calling me a master thief; I'm just a petty thief."

"Martial Uncle, do you know him?"

Qin Ming was slightly surprised; this person seemed to be quite famous.

Xiong San looked grave and pulled Qin Ming aside.

"Qin Ming, this man must be spared."

After hearing what Xiong San said, Qin Ming realized that Yang Ye was actually a Robin Hood-like hero who robbed the rich to help the poor.

He frequented the homes of local gentry, wealthy people, and corrupt officials, stealing ill-gotten gains and distributing them to starving, impoverished people.

If that were all, it wouldn't have been enough to warrant the imperial court launching a major offensive and issuing a kill order.

Later, he did something big.

He actually went to the home of a corrupt official of the highest rank, stole the evidence of his embezzlement and bribery, and delivered it to the table in the Golden Throne Hall Palace.

This incident caused a huge uproar at the time.

The Emperor was furious.

Someone actually managed to sneak into the Golden Throne Hall! What if an assassin came to kill him?

The imperial guards and corrupt officials involved were all severely punished, and many were executed, resulting in a massacre. The emperor then issued an edict to capture Flying Rat. Other corrupt officials, fearing that Flying Rat would steal evidence of their embezzlement, spared no effort in hiring assassins to hunt down Flying Rat.

Flying Rat was intercepted from all sides, and after being seriously injured and falling off a cliff, its whereabouts became unknown.

No one expected that this Flying Rat would appear in the Water Prison of the Desolate City.

Qin Ming took the key from the jailer and unlocked the shackles on the Flying Rat.

Seeing that the Flying Rat had regained its freedom, everyone else became anxious.

"Wait, we're also willing to contribute our martial arts skills."

They hurriedly wrote down the martial arts techniques on a piece of paper. Qin Ming picked it up and looked at it, a hint of disappointment appearing in his eyes.

These martial arts techniques were completely useless against him.

"Kill them all."

Xiong San, who had been waiting impatiently, grinned maliciously, and a surge of Sha Qi erupted from his body, killing all the remaining people.

The next moment, Xiong San's body surged with Sha Qi, which finally returned to his Dantian, like the ocean embracing all rivers.

"Bang--"

A soft sound came from his body, like the sound of an egg cracking. Immediately afterwards, a clear "whoosh whoosh whoosh" sound came from Xiong San's body, and blood gushed out a foot high from the top of his head!

With his Qi and Blood flowing like water and his blood energy soaring like a rainbow, Xiong San had already broken through to the Blood Refining Realm!

The three of them did not linger and quickly left the Water Prison. Before leaving, Qin Ming released Ling'er and Wan'er, instructing them to absorb all the Qi and Blood of the corpses.

About an incense stick's time after the three left, someone noticed the unusual situation and quickly reported it to Lu Ming.

Upon receiving the news, Lu Ming rushed back and was furious to find the entire Water Prison deserted.

"Sir, all the prisoners are dead!"

Seeing the mummified Dry Corpses in the cell, everyone was terrified.

"Dry Corpse! Another Dry Corpse! The manner of death is exactly the same as the one of the yamen runners in the courtyard before. It must be the work of the same Ghost Entity!"

The coroner quickly examined the bodies, "But it seems more likely they were killed by other forces first, and then drained of their life essence by Ghost Entity."

You mean there were other people involved?

Lu Ming gritted his teeth.

"Sir, Xiong San is missing, and another prisoner is also missing."

"I knew it! That Ghost Entity came specifically to save Xiong San!"

Lu Ming thought of Li Shengnan, Ye Wei, Lu Liu, and Wang Shun's family, who were traveling with Xiong San.

Perhaps the murderer is one of them!

"Grown ups!"

A yamen runner rushed in from outside.

"We've found the person the adults are looking for."

"Who?"

Wang Shun.

Where is he?

"The dock on the Li River."

"Come with me."

Lu Ming immediately led his men towards the Li River.