Sacred Heart Buddhist Edict, Demon Seed

"Thank you for the reminder, miss!"

Qin Shuang nodded and spoke.

He knew Nangong Wan'er meant well. She simply believed his comprehension was lacking, though she had put it very tactfully.

However.

Nangong Wan'er did not know that he possessed the Simplification System. No matter what martial art or cultivation method it was, as long as it was simplified, he could cultivate it to perfection. His future was absolutely boundless!

After Qin Shuang and Nangong Wan'er finished eating, and Nangong Wan'er went to the Third Floor to tend to her injuries, he opened the system panel with his consciousness.

[Great Dao Simplification System]

[Host: Qin Shuang]

[Realm: Bone Forging Realm. Qi and Blood Gauze Robe 36%]

[Simplification: Do complex things simply. Any martial art or cultivation method can be simplified for rapid mastery!]

[Martial Arts: Tiger Roar Divine Intent Skill (Not Initiated), Fierce Tiger Fist (Perfection, Can Be Upgraded), Grass on Flying (Great Accomplishment), Blood Rage Saber Art (Proficient), Blood Locking Art, Blood Refining Scroll (Mastery), First-Grade Alchemy Art (Proficient)]

"My current cultivation is at the Bone Forging Realm, Qi and Blood Gauze Robe 36%. I should need to reach 100% before all 206 bones are successfully forged."

Qin Shuang looked at the panel and pondered inwardly.

"I'll first go to the medicine hall and buy several portions of Body Tempering Decoction and Qi and Blood Soup!"

After considering it, Qin Shuang planned to lower his voice at night and imitate a tiger's roar. At the same time, he would step on grass, strike the Stone Tablet with his palm, study the Tiger Roar Painting, watch dragonflies fly, conceal his blood, and twirl Pills.

He had to raise his cultivation as soon as possible. Liang Chang would come to collect the debt in five days.

The sun slanted toward the west.

After informing Nangong Wan'er, Qin Shuang locked the doors of Fusheng Restaurant and headed to Apricot Grove Spring Medicine Hall. He bought ten portions each of ingredients for Qi and Blood Soup and Body Tempering Decoction. As he passed Golden Tiger Martial Arts School, he saw many townsfolk gathered around it. The great fire at the school had already been extinguished, but bluish smoke still rose into the sky.

"I never thought Golden Tiger Martial Arts School, renowned throughout Qingzhou City for forty years, would be wiped out. Its disciples scattered like birds and beasts..."

"I heard it was Old Master Jin's junior brother who brought people to attack. Why would he do such a thing?"

"Apparently, Golden Tiger Martial Arts School had some treasure, and his junior brother came to seize it..."

"I wonder what kind of treasure it was?"

"..."

The onlooking townsfolk discussed it heatedly, sighing without end.

Among the crowd were also quite a few people from Golden Whip Martial Arts School and Golden Saber Martial Arts School. Inside Golden Tiger Martial Arts School, many charred corpses of disciples lay strewn across the training grounds, while not a single living disciple could be seen.

"I wonder how Jin Qiao'er is doing?"

Qin Shuang looked at the martial arts school reduced to ashes, sighed, and headed toward Fusheng Restaurant.

At the corner of a courtyard wall four zhang away from Qin Shuang, a tall, lean young man with a hooked nose, around twenty-three or twenty-four years old, watched Qin Shuang's retreating back. A gloomy glint flashed through his eyes as he muttered, "Kid, since I gave you face and you refused it, don't blame me for slaughtering a fat sheep!"

This man was Chen Jingye, the third senior brother of Golden Tiger Martial Arts School.

When Golden Tiger Martial Arts School encountered a powerful enemy today, he had immediately stripped off his disciple uniform to preserve himself. Over the years, he had worked himself to the bone for the school, yet the cultivation resources he received were but a drop in the bucket, forcing him to find his own way. In his eyes, the school was not worth risking his life for.

Now that the school had been destroyed, he could only find ways to earn silver to support his own cultivation. Since Qin Shuang was unwilling to hire him as a guard, he could only treat him as a fat sheep and slaughter him.

Qin Shuang did not return directly to Fusheng Restaurant. Instead, he took a winding route and made a large circle around Clear Water River. After all, Nangong Wan'er was there; it would not do to be followed.

Ten thousand li away from Qingzhou City, in Kunzhou, orderly rows of Great Halls stood atop a towering mountain.

At the mountain's peak was a white jade plaza spanning five li. At its center stood a three-zhang-tall statue of a nun carrying an Ancient Sword on her back.

At the front of the plaza stood a majestic gate tower. The four large golden characters, "Pudu Jing Zhai," gleamed with golden light.

Within the central Great Hall.

A nun in her forties, her hair wrapped in a Buddhist coiffure, looked at the graceful young woman before her, whose face was veiled in white gauze and who bore an Ancient Sword on her back. She spoke earnestly. "Shiqie, as the current Holy Maiden of Pudu Jing Zhai, you have two tasks on this descent from the mountain. First, find the Sacred Heart Buddhist Scroll that your Martial Aunt Bi Ziyuan lost in the Jianghu. Second, find the Demon Seed and convert it. If it cannot be converted, find a way to kill it."

"Yes, Master."

Yu Shiqie knelt before her master, Master Jing Yi, and deeply kowtowed.

"Go!"

Master Jing Yi waved her disciple away.

By Clear Water River.

The tall, lean Chen Jingye stood beneath a Willow Tree, looking at the Qin Shuang who had already vanished without a trace. His brows furrowed deeply as he muttered, "Strange, how is that kid so fast? Didn't his Fierce Tiger Fist fail to even get initiated?"

He had intended to follow Qin Shuang, find out where he lived, and slaughter the fat sheep. Yet unexpectedly, he had lost him.

One had to know that he had cultivated the Swimming Dragon Steps. His speed was not something ordinary experts could compare with.

"Third Senior Brother, are you looking for me?"

At that moment, Chen Jingye suddenly heard a somewhat familiar voice behind him. His heart sank, and he abruptly turned around, only to see a rather handsome young man dressed in green, carrying a large bundle and standing leisurely one zhang away.

"So it's Junior Brother Qin. Something happened at the martial arts school, and I was frightened, so I came by the river to clear my head! I didn't expect you to happen to be here too..."

Chen Jingye looked at Qin Shuang, his pupils abruptly constricting. Instinctively, he retreated three steps, cupped his fists to Qin Shuang, then used the Swimming Dragon Steps, intending to leave.

He knew full well.

Qin Shuang had evaded his tracking and appeared behind him without a sound. That alone proved Qin Shuang's martial arts were absolutely superior to his own—he was nowhere near as weak as he appeared!

If he did not seize this chance to leave, he might not be able to get away at all.

"Third Senior Brother, wait. I'd like to borrow something from you."

Qin Shuang's figure flashed, blocking Chen Jingye's path as he spoke calmly.

"Y-you... what do you want to borrow? As long as I have it, no problem!"

Chen Jingye only wanted to leave at this moment. Hearing that Qin Shuang merely wanted to borrow something, he inwardly breathed a sigh of relief, though he did not let down his guard.

"I'd like to borrow your head."

Seeing Chen Jingye's vigilance slacken by a fraction, Qin Shuang immediately struck with the fully mastered Fierce Tiger Fist, unleashing Fierce Tiger Pouncing!

Whoosh!

Chen Jingye's heart tightened at those words. He used the Swimming Dragon Steps, his body twisting like a swimming dragon at an inconceivable angle. Though he avoided the vital blow, Qin Shuang's punch still landed on his right arm.

Crack! The bone in his left arm snapped, and a piercing agony tore through him!

"A fully mastered Fierce Tiger Fist?"

Chen Jingye stared at Qin Shuang, profound shock rising in his eyes. As the third senior brother of the Golden Tiger Martial Arts School, he knew the Fierce Tiger Fist inside out. He had never expected Qin Shuang's mastery of it to surpass even his own!

After all.

Even now, he was still some distance away from the realm of Great Accomplishment in the Fierce Tiger Fist!

Qin Shuang had only been here for a few days, yet his Fierce Tiger Fist was already fully mastered?

"Hand over your footwork, and I'll spare your life!"

Qin Shuang looked at Chen Jingye, a glint of anticipation flashing through his eyes.

Chen Jingye had actually evaded the heart-ripping strike of his fully mastered Fierce Tiger Fist just now. That was enough to show how exquisite Chen Jingye's footwork was!