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Behind the great hall.

Qin Shuang concealed himself in the darkness. He had already scouted that afternoon and learned that Qi Yunfeng was stationed at this dock.

"You bastard, finally showing yourself—what a perfect opportunity!"

The moment he saw Qi Yunfeng emerge, his eyes lit up, and he tightened his grip on the Ice Soul Cold Heart Lamp.

Qi Yunfeng walked out of the great hall, bathed in the faint moonlight. He came to one side, undid his pants, aimed at the ditch beside the hall, and began to relieve himself.

"Ssssssh!"

Suddenly, a sharp sound of something cutting through the air rang out. Qi Yunfeng sensed something wrong and, in his panic, shifted his body to the left, but it was too late. He only felt his right arm sting as if stung by several hornets, and in an instant, a terrifying, bone-chilling cold swept through his entire body.

In that moment, he realized that the thick Qi and blood within him had stopped flowing smoothly.

"Someone come!"

Qi Yunfeng roared, trying to call for help, when suddenly a black shadow lunged from behind the corner of the left building!

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

Qi Yunfeng only felt a heavy blow to his chest. His body flew backward, crashing into the nearby ditch, and he spat out a mouthful of blood!

Then.

His legs were stomped and broken, a sharp pain shooting through him.

"Who are you, sir!"

"We have no grievances or grudges—have you mistaken me for someone else?"

Qi Yunfeng, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, stared at the black-clad masked man before him, his eyes wide with fury.

"You bastard! The day before yesterday at Fusheng Restaurant, didn't you say I wasted your time and that you'd settle accounts with me? Well, here I am." Qin Shuang grabbed Qi Yunfeng by the neck, lifted him up, and whispered into his ear.

"You!!!"

Hearing Qin Shuang's words, Qi Yunfeng's eyes flew wide open in disbelief.

He never expected.

That the black-clad man before him was none other than the young proprietor of Fusheng Restaurant, Qin Shuang!

At this moment.

Qi Yunfeng's heart was filled with shock. That Qin Shuang, so young, had actually advanced to the Bone Forging Realm, just like him!

"Sect Leader!"

"Sect Leader Qi!"

At that moment, six men wielding swords and blades rushed out of the dock's great hall. Qin Shuang applied force with his hand, and with a crack, Qi Yunfeng's neck was crushed!

"Boom!"

Qin Shuang grabbed Qi Yunfeng's sturdy body and hurled it at the six men who had come out at the noise, instantly knocking two of them to the ground with a sound of breaking bones.

The other four, seeing their Sect Leader Qi Yunfeng thrown at them, changed expression drastically and scattered in all directions!

"Whoosh!"

Qin Shuang's Grass on Flying technique was naturally suited for rapid pursuit. In an instant, he caught up to one, channeled the Qi and blood of the Bone Forging Realm, and unleashed a perfect Fierce Tiger Fist!

Qin Shuang saw that his right fist was now covered in a layer of red gauze-like Qi and blood.

Qi and Blood Gauze Robe!

"Thump!"

With one punch from Qin Shuang, that fleeing Flying Eagle Gang disciple's bones and tendons shattered throughout his body. His body flew out and landed heavily in the Clear Water River not far away.

Qin Shuang's speed was extreme. In less than half a minute, he had killed five men in succession.

The last one, a green-clad buck-toothed youth, seeing he couldn't escape, quickly fell to his knees and kowtowed. "Sp... sp... spare me, great hero! Great hero, this... this lowly one knows where Sect Leader Qi Yunfeng's home is... is... he has silver there!"

"A... and... a treasure!"

"This... this lowly one... saw it with his own eyes!"

"Oh? What treasure?"

Qin Shuang's heart stirred at the words.

He was currently at the Bone Forging Realm. To improve his strength, he needed to temper his Qi and blood, and Tiger Blood Pills were essential. Tiger Blood Pills were extremely expensive, so he had to plunder that silver!

"It's... it's... a scroll!"

The buck-toothed man seemed to have a stutter. He glanced fearfully at Qin Shuang and spoke shakily.

"A scroll? Take me there, and I'll spare your life!"

Qin Shuang said in a hoarse voice. "If you try any tricks, I'll kill you on the spot!"

"Yes... yes, this... this lowly one wouldn't dare!"

The buck-toothed youth in blue saw Qin Shuang finish his looting, then toss the bodies of the luck-point men and others into the Clear Water River. Terror filled his eyes as he waited silently in place.

Under the buck-toothed youth's guidance, Qin Shuang followed the faint moonlight toward a cluster of courtyards three li from the dock.

On the way, he learned that Bucktooth Su was named Su Congshan, known as Bucktooth Su. Once, when Qi Yunfeng was drunk, Su helped him back, and Qi Yunfeng inadvertently mentioned that he had once encountered a corpse on the Tianchu Grand Canal. In the corpse's arms was a scroll that water couldn't damage.

To save his own skin, he had spilled all this information.

Su Congshan led Qin Shuang to the entrance of a two-courtyard compound and said respectfully, "Hero, it's here."

"Swoosh!"

Qin Shuang grabbed Su Congshan and leaped into the courtyard.

At that moment, faint snoring came from a side room in the back courtyard.

"You go find it!"

Qin Shuang ordered Su Congshan to enter the room and search for the scroll, while he stood guard at the door.

As soon as Su Congshan entered, the snoring on the bed stopped. He darted forward, strangled the man until he was dead, then began ransacking the place, searching room by room.

"Hero, found it!"

Half an hour later, Su Congshan retrieved a two-foot-long scroll from a gold-trimmed box in Qi Yunfeng's home, along with over three hundred taels of silver and a martial arts booklet. He respectfully handed them to Qin Shuang.

Qin Shuang flipped through the booklet and found it was a Tablet Splitting Hand.

"Get lost! If I see you again, I'll kill you!"

Qin Shuang's voice was hoarse as he spoke to Su Congshan.

"Yes!"

Su Congshan scrambled and crawled out of the courtyard.

Qin Shuang, carrying the bundle, executed Grass on Flying. His figure flickered, instantly leaping out of the courtyard and appearing a hundred zhang away on Su Congshan's inevitable path.

"Ah? H-Hero... you..."

Seeing the black-clad masked man before him again, Su Congshan felt a bad premonition rise in his heart. Could the hero have changed his mind?

"Sorry, we meet again. I said, if I see you again, I'll kill you!"

Qin Shuang spoke flatly, then punched Su Congshan's throat. With a crack, Su Congshan fell like a torn sack, landing heavily three zhang away. Without even a struggle, he was dead.

Qin Shuang stepped forward, checked the body, and then strode away.

It wasn't that he was ruthless, but he couldn't leave loose ends.

Fusheng Restaurant.

Back courtyard. Qin Shuang's figure flickered as he landed.

He glanced up at the Third Floor, then carried his bundle toward a room by the stairs. He had already looked at the scroll—it was peculiar, made of some unknown material, and he couldn't open it at all. It felt unusual, and he didn't want Nangong Wan'er to know.

Qin Shuang hid the scroll and silver, took out the Tablet Splitting Hand booklet, lit an oil lamp, and began reading.

Since he had the Tablet Splitting Hand, he naturally had to master it.

With the Simplification System, the more martial arts the better. Others might bite off more than they could chew, but that wasn't a problem for him.

Tablet Splitting Hand was a hard palm technique.

Cultivated to its peak, the palm would be as hard as iron, capable of splitting tablets and crushing stones with ease!

[Tablet Splitting Hand: (Not yet mastered, practice ten times daily for one month to master)]

[Simplified promotion condition: Strike a stone tablet ten times with your palm]