Late Entering the Realm

Gurgle, gurgle!

Gritting his teeth against the scalding heat, Yang Qingyun downed three large bowls in one breath!

The searing, viscous broth slid down his throat like chunks of red-hot charcoal he had swallowed, its scorching pain tugging at every pain nerve in his body.

Though his Qi and Blood protected him, he would not actually suffer burns.

But that intense pain was not diminished in the slightest!

Yang Qingyun did not give up,

nor did he have the slightest intention of waiting for the broth to cool before drinking it.

This All-Encompassing Tonic Soup stewed from demon beast meat could only display its greatest efficacy while it was at its hottest, allowing the body to absorb it rapidly and make the most of its effects!

The little pain he was suffering now,

compared to the pain of his Previous Life, when he had put in countless efforts yet still could not see any improvement, was utterly worthless!

Boom!!!

The immense Medicinal Power, along with the essence within the demon beast's flesh and blood, began blazing like a furnace in Yang Qingyun's abdomen. It transformed into waves of vigorous Blood Essence that surged ceaselessly toward every meridian in his body.

Yang Qingyun felt that beneath the impact of his vigorous Blood Essence, all the meridians in his body seemed to swell with fullness at that moment!

His entire body leaped several zhang into the air and landed in the open space in the middle of the training ground like a Great Roc.

Bang!

He punched toward the air,

and even the air seemed to be shaken, trembling violently!

Following the memory of Blood Melting Body Tempering Fist, Yang Qingyun began throwing punches and practicing the form.

As his fists and feet moved,

every inch of his sinews, bones, flesh, and blood began to tense, twist, and tremble. Under the circulation of the vigorous Blood Essence flowing through his meridians, his body was tempered, strengthened, and improved bit by bit!

Wisps of bloody mist steamed from his entire body!

Bang, bang, bang!

As he raised his fists and kicked, violent gales roared,

and even the ground trembled faintly as dust billowed into the air.

At the same time,

whoosh!

A sound like surging water rang out. Yang Qingyun's heart pounded like a drum, while his blood flowed like great rivers!

With each successive tempering,

the berserk power

... was melted and integrated into every corner of Yang Qingyun's body at that moment.

The Blood Essence within his dantian and meridians rose ceaselessly,

and Yang Qingyun's aura grew increasingly formidable!

Until, at a certain moment,

Boom!!!

A bottleneck at a certain barrier suddenly burst open!

Yang Qingyun's aura abruptly rose to another level!

In the air,

a visible current of air surged outward!

His immense Blood Essence

surged through his body's meridians like a flood, carrying terrifying power with it!

"I broke through!"

Yang Qingyun stopped and felt the explosive strength contained in every inch of his muscles, sinews, and bones. A trace of delight appeared on his face.

His fist unconsciously tightened slightly.

Late Entering the Realm,

achieved!

With the nourishment of the essence and vigor from the All-Encompassing Tonic Soup,

this breakthrough

had been as natural as water flowing into a channel!

Moreover, quite a lot of the remaining food essence still lingered in his stomach. Once he completely digested it, he could advance another small step in the Late Entering the Realm!

By then, he would be nearly at the Viscera Refining Realm!

In the Southern Wilderness martial world, Entry Realm Warriors could only be considered low-grade martial artists, while the Viscera Refining Realm already counted as the ranks of third-rate experts!

In just one or two short months since his rebirth, he had already reached a realm that had taken several years of effort to attain in his Previous Life.

It was impossible not to fill Yang Qingyun's heart with joy.

"Continue!"

Yang Qingyun took up his stance in the training ground and continued practicing Blood Melting Body Tempering Fist, digesting the essence and vigor of the All-Encompassing Tonic Soup and refining his Blood Essence.

At the same time,

elsewhere,

Wang Xiaoshi emerged from the last medicine shop in Huangshi Town, carrying only a few paper-wrapped packets containing a scant handful of tonic herbs.

He raised his head and looked at the street, where occasional brawls had caused every trade to wither. His face was filled with unconcealed worry.

"Forget it. I'd better go back and leave this matter for the young master to decide."

Recalling everything that had happened on this trip, Wang Xiaoshi thought to himself.

Then he gripped the medicine packets a little tighter. Not daring to linger in the street, he hurried off in a certain direction.

After Wang Xiaoshi left,

a figure slowly walked out of the medicine shop.

The man had a mocking smile on his face, a burly build, and a blue tattoo on the upper-right side of his forehead.

If Wang Zhu had been there,

he would certainly have recognized this man as Qingwen Long, the Black Tiger Gang's leader who had clashed with him at the marketplace outside the town more than half a month ago!

At that moment, the shopkeeper stood respectfully behind him, his face plainly showing heartache.

It was as though he had watched hundreds or even thousands of taels of silver right before his eyes, yet could not reach out to take them and could only turn them away—the agony of it made him tremble as he cupped his fists toward Qingwen Long.

"Master Long, I already followed your instructions and raised that man's price tenfold. He was obviously a major customer, yet our Zhang Family Medicine Shop suffered a huge loss on this deal."

"Hmph! Shopkeeper Zhang, the gang has already issued an order. Every medicine shop in Huangshi Town must raise its external prices by at least three times during this period. And especially for people from Sifang Society, you absolutely cannot sell them a single herb. If you dare ignore the gang's order, you can reach out and take that big deal yourself!"

Qingwen Long's expression did not change as he sneered.

"Never, never! Our Zhang Family Medicine Shop has been rooted in Huangshi Town for generations. How could we submit to outsiders and become their dog? I will strictly carry out the gang's order!"

The shopkeeper trembled all over and repeatedly patted his chest as he promised.

"Hmph. Then remember this: the person just now has extremely close ties to the people behind him and Sifang Society. From now on, whenever he comes here, raise the price tenfold without exception. Not a single scrap of medicinal material is to reach his hands!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Rest assured, Master Long. I'll do exactly as you say!"

The shopkeeper wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and nodded repeatedly.

Qingwen Long flung his sleeve and ignored him. He gazed in the direction Wang Xiaoshi had left, his face brimming with the exhilaration of successful revenge.

"So you're Yang Qingyun, are you? Hmph! Now let's see what you can do!"

"From now on, you won't even be able to get half a tael of medicinal ingredients. Even the prices of firewood, rice, oil, and salt will rise tenfold. I want to see how you'll play with me next!"

"I can't beat you, but can't I deal with you?!"

Recalling how he had lost face before everyone's eyes that day, Qingwen Long's face twisted with venom and savagery.

"Don't worry, it won't last long. Once the gang leader has dealt with the people from Sifang Society, it will be time to settle the accounts!"

"By then, I, Qingwen Long, will make sure you die without a burial place!"

The shopkeeper of the Zhang Family Medicine Shop stood behind him,

as though he had heard nothing at all.

The Black Tiger Gang had ruled Huangshi Town for far too long, controlling every aspect of the town from top to bottom.

Although the people from Sifang Society had made it lose face at the city gate that day,

once this colossal beast began to move and targeted one person or an outside force, the power it could unleash was undoubtedly terrifying!

It was easy to imagine

what enormous pressure Weilong Martial Arts School—or rather, the Sifang Society behind it—had encountered during this period!