That night, after Su Que settled on this idea, his heart surged with excitement.
Previously, he had heard from some wanderers of the martial world that certain great cities were occupied by criminal gangs and evil sects.
But at the time, he considered his strength too low. To play it safe, he had not gone to those great cities to provoke those gangs and evil sects.
He had not even bothered with the handful of White Lotus Disciples lording it over tiny Jade Water City.
But now, his strength had reached the level of a Four-Blood Warrior.
He had learned that even the headmaster of Poshhan Martial Arts School was merely a Four-Blood Warrior.
He did not know the strength of the person in charge of the White Lotus Sect in Jade Water City.
But he knew that he was no longer weak.
Su Que suddenly remembered that his medicinal herbs were nearly exhausted.
He could follow the people who sold medicine to the martial arts school and find the White Lotus Sect's medicine storehouse.
"I can capture one or two low-ranking White Lotus Disciples while seizing the medicine and ask about the White Lotus Sect's strength in Jade Water City, as well as how many evil arts their branch here possesses."
"If my strength permits it, I can seize them all at once!"
After making up his mind, Su Que stopped thinking about it. He slowly gathered his Heart Intent and began cultivating the Seven Injuries Fist.
Before he knew it, sixteen days had passed.
After finishing dinner, Su Que left the city and went to the woods to hunt and barbecue.
While barbecuing, he also simmered the Startling Blood Soup he needed for the night.
After finishing the barbecue and drinking the medicinal soup, Su Que took his stance in a clearing in the forest and practiced the Seven Injuries Fist.
He sank his waist and planted his stance, his fists whirling as he unleashed the Seven Injuries Fist at full force!
The sound of his fists striking the air exploded through the forest like firecrackers.
The fierce wind from his fists made the surrounding branches sway slightly.
The seven formulas of the Seven Injuries Fist were unleashed together. Seven invisible streams of force intertwined and roamed through the air, making the space around Su Que faintly distort.
Before long, Su Que suddenly felt an immense power brewing within his body, like a volcano on the verge of eruption.
"It's about to break through!"
Su Que's heart jolted, and he continued throwing punches!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Su Que threw five punches in succession. In an instant, a force erupted explosively within his body!
At once, he felt his five viscera, six bowels, limbs, and bones enveloped in a wave of profound comfort.
The sinews and bones throughout his body rang without end!
"Breakthrough!"
Name: Su Que (18 years old) Lifespan: 128 Talent Value: 23 Martial Arts: Seven Injuries Fist (6th realm, Divine Mastery 1%), Five Animal Frolics (Initial Glimpse 1%) Internal Art: Wedding Dress Divine Skill (Outstanding 2%)
His Lifespan had increased by five years, and his Talent Value had increased by one point.
Moreover, due to the earlier increase in his Talent Value, the Seven Injuries Fist's cultivation progress had not slowed down very noticeably.
Thus, after breaking through, Su Que continued cultivating the Seven Injuries Fist in the forest.
Because the realm of his Seven Injuries Fist had broken through, the range his seven streams of fist force could reach was greater than before.
Within three steps, even if his fists could not touch an opponent's body, he could still injure them with fist force.
Ten days later, Su Que's Seven Injuries Fist reached 36% Divine Mastery in the 6th realm, and his cultivation speed gradually slowed.
As the Seven Injuries Fist improved, his Lifespan increased by three years. Since his Talent Value gained one point for every five years, it increased by another point.
Seeing that the Seven Injuries Fist had slowed down, he turned to cultivating the Wedding Dress Divine Skill.
Ten days later, he cultivated it to 30% Outstanding in the 4th realm, gaining another three years of Lifespan.
However, he discovered something.
—His medicinal herbs were only enough for five more days.
"It's time to seize medicine and seize evil arts..."
The following night, Su Que donned the Night Raider Outfit, wore the Monkey Mask, loosened his hair, and concealed himself in the shadows far from Poshhan Martial Arts School. He saw a carriage emerge from the school.
A large wooden chest sat on the carriage as it rattled down a street.
It appeared that the carriage was going to collect medicinal herbs.
Poshhan Martial Arts School had over a hundred disciples and also sold medicinal soup to the public.
Thus, it bought medicinal herbs in great quantities. Transporting them in a large wooden chest was nothing unusual.
When the carriage entered a street, Su Que immediately pushed off with the tip of his foot. His figure suddenly blurred as he shot into another patch of shadow.
Then, following the walls that cast the shadows, he trailed closely behind the carriage from afar.
Two burly men sat side by side at the front of the carriage. Both were disciples of Poshhan Martial Arts School.
Before long, the carriage stopped before a residence.
One disciple of Poshhan Martial Arts School jumped down from the carriage and knocked lightly on the residence gate with his knuckles.
Not long after, the vermilion gate opened a crack, and an eye appeared through the gap.
After recognizing the visitor, the eye's owner opened the gate and allowed the carriage inside.
While the gate was open, Su Que hurriedly looked into the residence.
The courtyard beyond the entrance was large and paved with bluestone slabs.
Several people holding weapons stood guard by the high walls of the residence.
In other words, if he wanted to scale the wall and enter the residence, the guards would spot him.
"Looks like I can only force my way in. I just don't know how strong the martial artists in this residence are."
"I'll capture someone and ask."
After roughly the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the carriage from Poshhan Martial Arts School emerged from the residence.
Smelling the faint medicinal scent drifting from the carriage, Su Que immediately confirmed that this residence was a medicine storehouse.
He simply did not know whether the people guarding it belonged to the Medicine Gang or the White Lotus Sect.
The person who had opened the gate earlier was now closing it.
Just as the gap was about to become narrow enough for only one person to pass through, the man suddenly saw a hand reach in through the crack.
Then it seized the front of his robe over his chest!
And pulled!
Before he even had time to cry out, an irresistible colossal force dragged him outside.
After pulling the man out, Su Que immediately dragged him away to one side.
Dragged by Su Que at high speed, the man's feet scraped across the ground. Before long, the shoes on his feet had been ground through.
Inside the residence, the people guarding beneath the high walls were deeply puzzled when they saw their companion who had been closing the gate suddenly lunge out through the crack.
Because of the angle, they had not seen Su Que's hand.
"What happened?"
Several people looked at one another.
One of them looked at the others and said, "Old Liu, Xiao Gao, Xiao Quan, Xiao Chen, how about we go out and take a look!"
Then he looked toward another person. "Go report this to Brother Xue!"
The "Brother Xue" he mentioned was the person in charge of this medicine storehouse.
The speaker was the strongest person here, and everyone else followed his arrangements.
Under his lead, five people including himself darted out of the residence.
The man Su Que had dragged away had just opened his mouth to shout.
Su Que immediately punched him in the mouth. With a bang, two front teeth fell out and shot into his throat, cutting off his shout.
Su Que flung him aside, suddenly drew a dagger from his clothing, and pressed it against the man's throat.
In a deep, rough voice, he asked:
"Are you from the White Lotus Sect? Speak!"
As he spoke, he immediately drove the dagger an inch into the man's neck, and a line of blood flowed out.
Feeling the pain in his neck, the man felt as though the entire dagger was about to pierce his throat. Terror overwhelmed him, and in an instant, a large patch of his trousers became wet.
When he normally killed people, he did not so much as blink. But now that his own life was threatened, he became utterly terrified.
"Answer!"
Su Que shifted the dagger.
"I am!"
The White Lotus Disciple hurriedly answered.
"How many people are in that residence of yours, and how strong is each one?"
Su Que asked.
"..."
Cold sweat poured from the White Lotus Disciple. His eyes blinked frantically, and his mind went blank from panic!
"Speak!"
Su Que pushed the dagger in a little farther.
Stimulated by the pain, the White Lotus Disciple jolted as though he had remembered everything and hurriedly answered:
"There are seventeen people. Eight are unranked... five are One-Blood Warriors, three are Two-Blood Warriors, and one is a Three Blood Martial Artist!"
Upon hearing this, Su Que relaxed.
With that lineup, he could kill them all.
"Who are you? How dare you provoke people of my White Lotus Sect?"
At that moment, the five White Lotus Disciples who had originally guarded the residence had caught up.
Sshk!
Su Que did not answer. Before the five men's widened, shocked eyes, he stabbed the dagger into the White Lotus Disciple's throat beside him.
As the dagger came out, blood sprayed forth like an arrow.
Su Que wiped the blood from the dagger on the clothes of the White Lotus Disciple before him, sheathed it, hid it close to his body, and then walked toward the five White Lotus Disciples behind him.
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