Great Demon's Essence Blood

Chen Wang's palm strike was so powerful and his True Qi so surging that even this old boxing master, who had cultivated the Great Sun True Qi for many years, was greatly amazed.

Fortunately, Chen Wang's herbal medicine helped him recover; otherwise, he would probably have had to stay in bed for a long time again.

The old boxer never mentioned sparring with Chen Wang again.

That's terrifying.

He couldn't quite explain why Chen Wang had reached such a high level of understanding.

However, he will never reach the level of a Martial Saint.

"True Qi taking form is the realm of Martial Saint, but the secrets of how to cultivate to the level of Martial Saint are top secrets, and many martial arts sects do not have such a person."

The old boxing master Ning Huaian said.

Chen Wang asked, "Then which sects have Martial Saints?"

As long as it's there, that's fine. Chen Wang set his goal: to quickly increase his strength in this world.

The old boxer said, "The head of the Wu Family family should be the Martial Saint, as well as the master of Hanging Mountain and the sword-wielding elder of the Sword Sect."

"The rest should be in the imperial court; there are still too few in the martial arts world."

The Chu Dynasty had a wealth of experts in its One Prefecture, Three Divisions, so the power of the court was naturally greater than that of the martial arts world; otherwise, the martial arts world would have dominated the world.

Chen Wang nodded.

"Then I'll have to go and pay them a visit."

The old boxer paused for a moment, "You want to learn the art?"

Chen Wang nodded and said, "That's right."

The old boxing master said, "Even if I had such a unique skill, I wouldn't teach it to you easily."

Chen Wang said with a smile, "You can give it a try."

The old boxer said, "When you cultivate to the level of a Martial Saint, you can fight freely even among thousands of armored soldiers. Your True Qi qi can manifest in extraordinary forms. Don't act rashly."

Chen Wang smiled and said, "Senior, you can rest assured."

He wouldn't stay in Quyang City forever. Now that he knew there were Martial Saints in these places, he naturally had to go and visit them to improve his strength.

While the two were talking, a servant brought a note saying that someone was visiting from outside.

This is the old boxer's residence, a new house that Chen Wang specially prepared for him.

The old boxer took the invitation, glanced at it, and his face darkened. "I won't see him. Send him away!"

The servant stammered, "There were quite a few of them, and they looked fierce and menacing; they seemed to be from a gang of martial arts masters."

The old boxer glared and said, "Didn't you hear what I said?"

The servant immediately nodded, but after taking two steps, the old boxer called him back.

"Wait a moment."

The servant turned around and listened respectfully to the instructions.

The old boxer said, "I'd better go and talk to them myself, so that no fool will take their anger out on you. Even if I kill someone to get revenge for you, you'll still be dead."

The servant immediately felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

The old boxer waved his hand and said to Chen Wang, "I have guests arriving, so I won't keep you any longer."

Chen Wang asked, "Are you seeking revenge, or visiting a friend?"

The old boxing master Ning Huaian said, "What, are you interested?"

Chen Wang said, "If it's someone seeking revenge, I'll just watch the show; if it's someone visiting a friend, I don't want to see them."

The old boxer laughed heartily, his gloomy mood vanishing instantly.

He grabbed Chen Wang's hand. "Come on, I'll take you to meet them."

Although this person has a foul and stubborn temperament, he is proud of his superiors but not humiliating of his inferiors, and he cares about the life of a servant. This alone shows his kind heart.

Chen Wang and his companion chatted and laughed as they walked out.

There were some men standing outside, and they looked quite fierce.

In the middle stood an old man, his face flushed, smiling broadly, and his body quite robust.

Two burly men stood to his left and right. One had a dark face, like a raging bear, while the other had messy hair and a large Nine Ring Golden Broadsword at his waist, which was very eye-catching.

The ruddy-faced old man clasped his hands in a fist salute and said with a smile, "Senior brother, it's been a long time. I've missed you dearly."

The old boxer said calmly, "What a grand display. No wonder you're an elder of the Black Tiger Gang."

The red-faced old man laughed heartily, "What is this compared to my senior brother? I am overjoyed to see you in good health!"

The old boxer said, "Oh? How did you know I've recovered?"

The red-faced old man smiled and said, "I originally came to Quyang City to visit my senior brother, but I didn't expect that he had moved to a different place. After inquiring, I found out that he had moved to a new house."

He looked at Chen Wang and said with a smile, "May I ask how this young master is addressed?"

Chen Wang said calmly, "Chen Wang."

"So it's Young Master Chen! I heard that after Young Master Chen came to visit, he cured my senior brother with just a few doses of medicine. This kindness is truly immense."

Chen Wang smiled faintly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

The old boxer frowned and said, "You had someone investigate me?"

The men behind the ruddy-faced old man were extremely fierce, and the two burly men on his left and right sides gave off a great sense of oppression.

The house that Chen Wang bought for him was in Rich District, and some people around were already intimidated by their imposing presence.

These people are definitely not ordinary outlaws.

The red-faced old man laughed heartily, "Senior brother, I'm just concerned about you. Now that I'm at your residence, why don't you invite me in for a seat?"

The old boxer sneered, "If you wanted to see me, you could have come by yourself. Why bring so many people? Are you trying to tell me you're doing well now, or are you trying to get someone to sabotage me?"

The ruddy-faced old man was taken aback, then burst into laughter. "Senior brother, you're still as witty as ever."

"Many of these are your former subordinates. I'm just bringing them here to pay you a visit."

The old boxer sneered, "Heh, there's no point in talking to someone who doesn't understand you. If you don't have anything important to say, you'd better leave now. I'm not in the mood to waste my breath on you."

After he finished speaking, none of the people around him showed any dissatisfaction.

The Black Tiger Gang is a major gang in the martial arts world.

His sect is involved in many businesses, and it is said that he has thousands of disciples, each of whom is extremely fierce.

The ruddy-faced old man was not angry upon hearing this. He chuckled and said, "Senior brother, although I won't see them, I can't refuse to see my old brother, can I?"

He waved his hand, and the people quickly left.

Although there were many people, no trouble was caused; it was just that the sense of oppression was too strong.

The old boxing master Ning Huaian glanced sideways at the red-faced old man, who was still smiling.

The two old people looked at each other from a distance.

Chen Wang watched the spectacle with a smile. There seemed to be some conflict between the two old men, and the conflict was so great that Old Ning was afraid that these people would kill someone in front of his door.

However, the next moment, the red-faced old man's behavior stunned him.

The ruddy-faced old man stepped forward, bowed deeply, and said loudly, "Greetings to my senior brother!"

He suddenly knelt down and kowtowed loudly.

Bang bang bang! Without saying a word, he kowtowed three times.

Although she held back her strength, she still managed to break the blue bricks on the ground.

This old man was of extremely high status, and he also had a Black Tiger Gang under his command.

But now that such a thing was being done in front of his door on the street, the old boxer was taken aback.

The ruddy-faced old man said with a forced smile, "For the sake of our deceased master, please don't hold it against me, senior brother."

The old boxing master Ning Huaian turned and left, entering the house.

If it were someone else, they would definitely feel left out, either ashamed to leave or caught in a dilemma.

But this ruddy-faced old man was a ruthless person who would bow down immediately. He got up, flicked the dirt off his knees, and walked in with a smile.

As he passed Chen Wang, he smiled and said, "Young Master Chen, please."

A smile appeared on Chen Wang's lips. This is interesting.

They went inside together.

The old boxer sat down in the garden, fuming, seemingly unwilling to pay any attention to the red-faced old man.

The ruddy-faced old man looked around the house, clicking his tongue in amazement. "Hmm, this house is nice, very grand, with a good layout. Oh? Why is the rockery broken?"

The old boxer remained silent.

Chen Wang stood by with a smile, letting the ruddy-faced old man keep his composure.

The ruddy-faced old man entered the garden, knelt down again with a thud, and kowtowed three times to the old boxer.

"Senior brother, please don't think of me as a treacherous opportunist. I'm genuinely happy to see you fully recovered, and I've come to visit you with the utmost sincerity."

Ning Huaian sneered, "Why are you being so polite, elder of the Black Tiger Gang? Don't give me such a grand gesture, I can't accept it!"

The red-faced old man blinked and said with a smile, "You didn't say something right earlier, senior brother. I'm not an elder anymore. I'm the leader of the Black Tiger Gang now."

The old boxer sneered, "Oh ho, ruthless and vicious! What about the former gang leader Qin? Did you take him out?"

The red-faced old man, named Hong Dingbang, shook his head and calmly said, "Chief Qin died while fighting demons."

He spoke calmly, without the imposing air he had when standing at the door, nor the roguish demeanor he displayed later; it was as if he were talking about something extremely ordinary.

The old boxer remained silent for a long time before slowly saying, "When did this happen?"

Hong Dingbang said in a deep voice, "Six months ago."

The old boxer stepped forward and slapped him across the face without saying a word.

Several more slaps landed, making the red-faced old man's face swell up high, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

But he didn't fight back; he just knelt there, completely still.

"You son of a bitch, I'm crippled, not dead. Is it so hard to come and give me a heads-up?"

The old boxer cursed.

Hong Dingbang said blankly, "When I arrived, he was barely alive. He told me not to tell you about this."

The old boxer sighed, his eyes slightly red.

"Little Qin is half my apprentice, and you're of a higher generation than him. Are you going to listen to him?"

He let out a long breath, and seemed to have aged several years in an instant.

"So be it, I'm dead. I was born into this chaotic world, so there's no point in being afraid."

He glanced down at the ruddy-faced old man and said, "Get up. Stop acting like a coward. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

The ruddy-faced old man stood up, rubbed his face, gasped, and said, "I can tell you have a good relationship with this Young Master Chen, otherwise you wouldn't have hit me in front of him."

The old boxer cursed irritably, "You're full of these damn tricks!"

By the time he reached his age, he had experienced many battles in his life, and many of his colleagues and like-minded friends had died at the hands of demons.

After a brief period of sadness, I've long since come to terms with it.

If he hadn't been saved by Chen Wang, he would have been like a living dead, and might have passed away at any time.

The old boxer said, "You came to Quyang City this time with so many skilled fighters. It wasn't just to see me, was it?"

Hong Dingbang said, "That's right. Zhu Shaoxiong from the gang wants to compete for the position of Little Martial Rankings, so naturally I have to bring people to support him."

The old boxer snapped, "If you don't want to talk, then get lost."

Chen Wang was taken aback by how quickly he turned on him.

Hong Dingbang, however, didn't seem to care and cleared his throat, saying, "Is this Young Master Chen your disciple?"

The old boxer said, "Oh, he's my close friend despite the age difference."

Chen Wang said, "Senior Ning has been kind enough to pass on his skills to me."

Upon hearing this, the old boxer straightened his back slightly.

Chen Wang's palm strike sent him flying backward, completely powerless to retaliate.

The words "gratitude for passing on my skills" brought a smile to his face.

Hong Dingbang was puzzled, wondering why his stubborn senior brother seemed to straighten his back a bit after hearing those words.

When a disciple is still learning and has not yet mastered his skills, he takes pride in his teacher. But once the disciple has made a name for himself, the teacher tries to use the disciple's fame to further his own reputation.

However, his senior brother is a Xiantian expert, so why would he need to borrow the name of a young man?

The problem is, he doesn't know this young man at all.

Hong Dingbang was somewhat puzzled, but after a moment, he slowly said, "I received news that Great Demon's Essence Blood has been born Quyang City, so I came here specifically."

The old boxer's expression changed. "Great Demon's Essence Blood?! Is this news confirmed?"

Hong Dingbang said in a deep voice, "It's almost certain, no doubt about it. Both Clear Willow Sect and West Mountain Gate, these two major sects, have sent people. It's also said that the Imperial Demon Slaying Division and Demon Suppression Division have sent people, all for this matter."

Although the old boxing master was very knowledgeable, he was no longer familiar with the affairs of the martial arts world or the imperial court, and this was the first time he had heard of this matter.

Chen Wang first heard the term "Great Demon's Essence Blood," he glanced at the old boxer.

The old boxing master said, "Great demons are much more powerful than ordinary demons. After they die, their Essence Blood are hidden underground or sealed by experts. When they are reborn, they will attract many people to fight for them."

"This Great Demon's Essence Blood is also an excellent treasure for martial artists. If one can refine it, it can greatly enhance one's physique and strengthen one's Qi and Blood and qi. It is incomparable to ordinary things."

Chen Wang's eyes lit up. "This is a good thing!" Hong Dingbang thought to himself, "This kid doesn't even know about the Great Demon's Essence Blood. He can't have a powerful background, and he's definitely not a member of the imperial court."

He was somewhat curious about Chen Wang's identity.

Hong Dingbang, now in charge of the Black Tiger Gang, didn't think too much at the moment. He simply clasped his hands in a fist salute to Ning Huaian.

"Senior brother, I would like to ask you to help with this matter. Many Innate Expert have come this time. To be honest, I am not confident."

Ning Huaian said, "You want to fight against the imperial court?"

Hong Dingbang said, "The imperial court didn't say that the Essence Blood must be collected by the imperial court upon its emergence. Martial arts sects also have this opportunity, don't they?"

Ning Huaian said, "I can't help you with this. I don't want to get involved in it."

Hong Dingbang said, "I know that the rift between us brothers cannot be bridged in a few words, but this time I have received news that the people from the Sky Demon Alliance will definitely come as well."

Upon hearing the words "Sky Demon Alliance," a murderous glint appeared in Ning Huaian's eyes.

He gave Hong Dingbang a deep look and said calmly, "Even so, I will deal with the people from the Sky Demon Alliance myself, and I don't need to rely on you."

Hong Dingbang was about to speak when Ning Huaian interrupted him, "There's no need to dwell on the past. Now that Little Qin is gone, you should manage the Black Tiger Gang well for him. If you want to come here for tea in the future, you're welcome. There's no need to say anything else."