Blow Up Your Cultivation

Blow Up Your Cultivation

"You killed the Tiger Demon from Five Mile Village?"

When squad chief Luo Wen heard that the tiger head in his hands belonged to the Tiger Demon that had been entrenched in Five Mile Village, he was so frightened he nearly threw it away.

It was not that the yamen did not know about Five Mile Village. The Tiger Demon entrenched there was merely an Initial Realm First Grade creature; sending a few constables would have been enough to surround and kill it.

The reason they had allowed the Tiger Demon to remain there and devour people was because they feared the Tiger King behind it.

Luo Wen's face turned green.

In truth, the yamen and the Tiger Demon had already reached an unspoken understanding. So long as the Tiger Demon did not come out to feast on people on a grand scale and make it known throughout the land, the yamen would not send anyone to wipe it out. Both sides turned a blind eye and maintained that tacit agreement.

Now that the Tiger Demon of Five Mile Village had been killed, the consequences would be severe.

Wei Fan corrected him. "I didn't kill it alone. Constables Wang Gui and Qiu Ping killed it together with me. The two of them have already died in battle!"

A sorrowful expression appeared on his face. "Sir, I wish to exchange for martial arts!"

"You... sigh!"

Luo Wen let out a long sigh. He had long known that the newcomer Wei Fan was upright and incorruptible, something some people in the yamen disliked.

Yet he had thought it was nothing. This was still the yamen, after all. It would be no good if everyone wallowed in the same mire; there had to be some people who did good deeds and preserved the yamen's reputation.

Who would have thought that today, Wei Fan would bring him the head of the Five Mile Village Tiger Demon? Quite a few people would likely die next.

He did not know how to lecture Wei Fan, either. Should he tell him not to kill Demonic Beasts? Would that not be telling him to stand still and let the Tiger Demon eat him?

"These are the martial arts ordinary yamen runners may exchange for. Choose whichever one you want."

With another long sigh, Luo Wen took out several secret manuals and placed them on the table.

Wei Fan paid no attention to Luo Wen's expression. His gaze fell upon the manuals.

Flowing Cloud Chasing Wind Steps!

Iron Body Skill!

Iron Sand Palm!

Five Tigers Severing Soul Saber!

There were around a dozen manuals in all, covering fist, palm, saber, sword, and lightness skills. He had heard of most of their names.

But Wei Fan found it difficult to decide what to choose.

He already had the Blood Fiend Saber Technique, which was barely enough for now, but he had no fist or kicking techniques, nor did he possess any lightness skill.

Moreover, he wanted to cultivate a body-tempering martial art as well, to strengthen his physical body.

"Add in what you did this morning, saving that girl—you can choose two manuals!"

Just as Wei Fan was pondering which one to select, Luo Wen suddenly spoke.

An Initial Realm First Grade Demonic Beast could merely speak human language. Other than that, it was not much different from ordinary wild beasts.

Since Wei Fan could kill an Initial Realm First Grade Tiger Demon, his Golden Bell Shield had probably reached the second level, while his Blood Fiend Saber Technique had at least reached the proficient level. He was unquestionably a martial arts prodigy.

Though he had caused a great disaster, it was not certain that he would die. Luo Wen would not help Wei Fan, but he could still give him one extra manual.

It would be best if Wei Fan could grow stronger. If he died, there would be no loss either.

Wei Fan's eyes lit up. "Thank you, Chief Constable!"

With one more manual to choose, he no longer had so much to agonize over!

A lightness skill was naturally essential. He would set aside fist and kicking techniques for now, then choose one body-tempering martial art.

Flowing Cloud Chasing Wind Steps!

Iron Body Skill!

In the end, Wei Fan selected these two martial arts and returned to his place to read them.

An hour later, the panel before his eyes changed:

Iron Body Skill (Not Initiated)

Flowing Cloud Chasing Wind Steps (Not Initiated)

Current Cultivation: 3 years

Wei Fan revealed a delighted expression. His golden finger had such a function as well. He had thought he would need to practice both martial arts for a while before they appeared on the panel. This would save him quite a bit of time.

"Add three years of cultivation to the Flowing Cloud Chasing Wind Steps!"

Without hesitation, he added his remaining three years of cultivation to the Flowing Cloud Chasing Wind Steps. His greatest weakness right now was the speed of his lightness skill. If he had only been allowed to choose one martial art earlier, he would definitely have chosen a movement technique.

Three years of cultivation deducted!

At the True Qi Ninth Level, your cultivation is vigorous and abundant. In one year, you open the meridians in both legs. Flowing Cloud Chasing Wind Steps reaches proficiency.

With two years of cultivation, your Flowing Cloud Chasing Wind Steps reaches great mastery. You leave no trace upon the snow.

With three years of cultivation, your Flowing Cloud Chasing Wind Steps reaches perfection. Your body is like a phantom, swift as racing thunder.

Flowing Cloud Chasing Wind Steps (Perfected)

Current Cultivation: 0

Wei Fan only felt True Qi surge out from his dantian. His legs grew hot, and his body gradually became lighter, as though with the slightest push beneath his feet, he could drift up into the sky.

What a pity I have no cultivation left. Otherwise, I could test the effects of this Iron Body Skill!

Strictly speaking, the Iron Body Skill and the Golden Bell Shield were not the same type of martial art. The Iron Body Skill was a body-tempering art and did not involve the circulation of True Qi at all.

Body-tempering martial arts were difficult to cultivate, but once mastered, it was said they could crush those who cultivated True Qi at the same realm.

However, because body-tempering martial arts only trained the body and lacked something like True Qi, their methods of killing Demons and fiends burned one's life like the Blood Fiend Saber Technique. Thus, few people specialized in them; at most, they cultivated them alongside other arts, without making them their main focus.

Wei Fan also intended to cultivate it as a secondary art. Body-tempering martial arts were formidable for killing people, but against certain Demons and fiends without physical bodies, they were utterly helpless.

"Leader Jiang has agreed to speak with you. Let's go!"

When the shift ended, Li Shen returned and spoke to Wei Fan in a tone that suggested he had lived up to expectations.

Wei Fan looked over and discovered that the man's complexion was quite poor. "Thank you, Captain Li. Please trouble yourself to take me to apologize to Leader Jiang. Once this matter is over, I will properly thank you."

Strapping his saber at his waist, he followed Li Shen out of the yamen.

"Is Wei Fan really going to apologize to Jiang Chuan?"

Zhou Qi was dumbfounded. Other than truly going to apologize, he could not think of any reason why Wei Fan would take the initiative to seek out Jiang Chuan.

He wanted to call out and tell Wei Fan not to go, but he was afraid of offending Li Shen.

They're thinking of ways to kill you. They might already have men lying in ambush.

"Wei Fan, come back!"

Hu Qing had no such reservations and shouted from behind them.

She was merely innocent, not foolish. After asking around just now, she had learned that it was Li Shen who had arranged for Wei Fan to go to Five Mile Village.

"No, I have to save Wei Fan!"

Stamping her foot, Hu Qing ran out of the yamen as well.

"We're here!"

Following Li Shen, Wei Fan quickly arrived before a courtyard. It seemed they had long been waiting for Wei Fan and Li Shen to arrive; the courtyard gates were already open.

"Thank you for the trouble, Captain Li!"

After saying that, Wei Fan directly stepped inside, with Li Shen following behind him.

The moment he entered the courtyard, the first thing he saw was three vermilion coffins placed in the center. Not far away stood several burly men, along with a man seated imposingly in a chair.

Jiang Chuan: True Qi Fourth Level, branch leader of the Fierce Tiger Gang. Has raised Demonic Beasts for ten years, killed people like flies, and committed every imaginable evil.

Kill him to obtain ten years of cultivation.

Only ten years?

Wei Fan was somewhat disappointed. Yang Jun had yielded three years of cultivation despite not practicing martial arts. Yet Jiang Chuan, a True Qi Fourth Level martial artist, could only yield ten years.

Bang!

Li Shen slammed the gate shut before following them inside. From behind, he faintly blocked Wei Fan's retreat, one hand already resting on his battle saber, ready to slash at any moment.

"You killed Master Hu Jiu, and this little beast actually dared to come!"

Jiang Chuan shot up from his chair, cold light gleaming in his eyes. "Get him! Capture him and hand him to the Tiger King for punishment, or all of us will die!"

Although Wei Fan had killed his brother-in-law, whether Wei Fan should die was no longer something Jiang Chuan had the right to decide.

He could only capture Wei Fan and hand him to the Tiger King, then see whether the Tiger King would spare him.

"If I didn't come, how could I send beasts like you down to meet that Tiger Demon!"

Wei Fan slowly drew his battle saber. "If I didn't come, how could I blow up your cultivation!"