Information Exposed! Yan Yun County Shaken! The Broken Bowl's Function!

Qin Wang looked at the other two white porcelain bottles.

He found that the Qi and Blood Pills inside were still there.

"Let's try again!"

With a thought, Qin Wang immediately picked up another white porcelain bottle and tossed it into the bowl.

"Whoosh!"

At once, a flash of red light flickered at the mouth of the porcelain bottle. Qin Wang clearly saw a streak of red fly out, enter the bowl, and vanish. When he looked at the bottle again, the Qi and Blood Pill inside was gone.

"This bowl..."

Qin Wang picked up the Broken Bowl, a contemplative look in his eyes. He remembered the information had said that this bowl would aid his cultivation.

Qin Wang examined the bowl again.

He found that it was intact, only filthy enough that its original color could not be seen, and it could not be washed clean.

It had absorbed the pill, yet it remained completely empty.

"A little strange."

Qin Wang carefully studied the bowl in his hand, hoping to discover some clue.

Meanwhile.

East City.

Bold Guest Tavern.

"What? Black River Gang Leader Ji Zhang cultivates a demonic art and has to drink human blood every twelve hours? The owner of the steamed-bun shop in North City, Zhang Fan, died at his hands? Th-that's too terrifying, isn't it?"

"Flying Eagle Martial Arts School was plotted against by Lightning Sword Martial Arts School and Iron Cloth Martial Arts School? Du Xiang's third disciple, Lin Yunfeng, betrayed them? He led enemies to slaughter his fellow disciples?"

"Chen Family Head Chen Kun's Purple Sun Cultivation loses half its power every night at midnight? To make up for this flaw, he cut off his manhood to cultivate Purple Sunflower Swordplay? His temperament changed drastically?"

"Who put up these notices? That's incredible! Is it real?"

"No idea who put them up. The same things were posted outside Storyteller Teahouse too. Have to say, this person has some nerve!"

Several dozen people gathered outside the tavern, looking at the three notices posted there and discussing them heatedly.

North City.

Yacha Street.

Inside a secluded residence.

A tall, square-faced middle-aged man in black, with swordlike brows, sat cross-legged on the bed with his eyes shut. A powerful, bloody baleful aura radiated from his body. Just then, a respectful voice sounded outside. "Gang Leader, this subordinate has an urgent matter to report!"

The man in black trembled. The bloody baleful aura around him abruptly withdrew into his body. With a wave of his hand, the door flew open, and he said lightly, "What is it?"

"Gang Leader, please look!"

A lean middle-aged man with shrewd eyes stepped forward respectfully and handed him a sheet of paper.

The man in black took the paper and unfolded it. His expression gradually darkened. With a surge of inner force, the paper in his hand shattered into powder!

"Where did this come from?"

Ji Zhang rose to his feet, slowly clenching his hands as his joints crackled like popping beans.

"Gang Leader, someone unknown posted these outside taverns and teahouses last night. By now, they are likely being spread everywhere. Quite a few such pieces of information were posted. This subordinate only obtained two sheets; I do not know who has the others!"

The lean, shrewd middle-aged man spoke respectfully.

"Ji Bo, gather the gang's elite and have them stand by at any time! Send people to investigate whoever posted this information!"

Ji Zhang's face was incomparably grim as he stood with his hands behind his back.

"Yes, Gang Leader!"

Ji Bo respectfully cupped his fists and turned to leave.

"It seems someone cannot stand the Black River Gang!"

Ji Zhang looked grim. He knew perfectly well that cultivating a demonic art and drinking human blood was a great taboo in the martial world. Once it spread, he would become a rat crossing the street, cursed by everyone. The Bloodthirsty Divine Skill he cultivated had been taught to him by the Snow Lotus Emissary; no one else knew about it.

The Snow Lotus Emissary should not have spoken of it.

Who exactly was this mysterious person?

How did he know?

Meanwhile.

Yan Yun County, one of the Four Great Families, the Chen Family.

"Bang!"

Chen Family Head Chen Kun, a man of average build dressed in fine robes, smashed the jade tea table before him with one palm. He abruptly rose to his feet, staring at the steward before him, his face dark to the extreme. "Third Brother, have you found out who posted this?"

"Eldest Brother, not yet. It was posted sometime last night."

Chen Feng cupped his fists and bowed, secretly studying his elder brother. He felt that his eldest brother had indeed been wearing brocade robes more often recently. Moreover, his beard had become sparse, and his voice was no longer as deep and forceful as before.

Could the information be true?

Had Eldest Brother already drawn the blade and castrated himself?

Purple Sunflower Swordplay had once stirred bloody storms throughout the martial world. Experts from all factions had fought to seize it, only for it to ultimately vanish without a trace. Could it have fallen into Eldest Brother's hands?

"Investigate!"

"You must find this person! He dared expose the weakness of our Chen Family's Purple Sun Cultivation and slander me, Chen Kun! He must be someone within the Chen Family!"

"I will make him regret coming into this world!"

Chen Kun's aura surged explosively. His powerful presence swept in all directions, blasting the house he stood in into pieces!

"Yes, Eldest Brother!"

Seeing his elder brother's might, Chen Feng's heart tightened. His expression became even more respectful as he turned and left.

"At the same time, keep an eye on the Lin Family, Su Family, Zhang Family, Black River Gang, and Tianhe Society!"

"Once they learn of the weakness in our Chen Family's Purple Sun Cultivation, they will surely have ideas!"

Chen Kun added another instruction.

"Eldest Brother, I understand!"

Chen Feng cupped his fists again and turned to leave.

Yan Yun County yamen.

County Magistrate Chen Hao sat in a study, looking at the sheet of white paper before him with a deep frown.

He glanced at the thin, monkey-like adviser waiting beside him and asked, "Ji Wuyuan, do you think it is true that this mysterious person exposed Gang Leader Ji's cultivation of a blood-drinking demonic art?"

As county magistrate, Chen Hao had naturally met Black River Gang Leader Ji Zhang.

The Black River Gang paid him considerable tribute every year.

However, over the recent period, commoners had often been drained dry and turned into mummified corpses. The impact was too great.

If Ji Zhang had truly done it, then Ji Zhang had to be arrested and made to answer to the people of Yan Yun County, to settle the people's hearts.

"I also do not believe Gang Leader Ji could have done it."

Ji Wuyuan cupped his fists. "My lord, Chen Family Head Chen Kun was exposed alongside him. It says that the weakness of his Purple Sun Cultivation occurs at midnight, and that he drew the blade and castrated himself to cultivate that Purple Sunflower Swordplay from years ago. There is also the matter of Flying Eagle Martial Arts School's Du Xiang's disciple Lin Yunfeng betraying them."

"Allow this subordinate to investigate first, then report back to you. How does that sound?"

"Mm. Go. Invite Gang Leader Ji to the county yamen."

Chen Hao waved his hand.

"Yes."

Ji Wuyuan nodded and turned to leave.

East City.

In the courtyard Qin Wang rented.

"The Broken Bowl can purify pills?"

Around eleven in the morning, Qin Wang sat on his bed and looked at the Broken Bowl before him, delight in his eyes.

At this moment.

Three broad-bean-sized Qi and Blood Pills lay inside the Broken Bowl. No, they should no longer be called Qi and Blood Pills.

These were the three pills the Broken Bowl had spat out one hour after absorbing the three pills from the white porcelain bottles.

New pills.

Their surfaces were smooth and snow-white, without the faint traces of impurities found in Qi and Blood Pills. Their quality seemed to have risen many times over.

"I'll try taking one purified pill."

Qin Wang pinched one of the purified pills between his index finger and thumb and tossed it into his mouth.

The pill melted as soon as it entered his mouth, instantly turning into a warm current that flowed down his throat.

Immediately after.

A vast medicinal power swept through his eight extraordinary meridians. Qin Wang hurriedly circulated the path of Minor Scarlet Sun Cultivation, beginning to refine the medicinal power of this "new Qi and Blood Pill." As he continued refining it, Qin Wang felt the inner energy in his meridians, previously as thin as a toothpick, gradually grow as thick as a chopstick.