"That bastard Liang had actually hoarded so much silver!" Qin Shuang stared at the chest of silver ingots, shock in his eyes. If a mere gang leader had this much silver, how much did the Flying Eagle Gang have? Qin Shuang pried open the other two small chests. One held Gold Leaves and jewelry. The other contained a stack of banknotes, a round Black Wood Token, and two White Porcelain Bottles, each sealed with a wooden stopper wrapped in red cloth. Qin Shuang opened them and found twenty Tiger Blood Pills inside. "What a haul!" Qin Shuang looked at the three chests, satisfaction in his eyes. There were three thousand taels in banknotes and a thousand taels in silver ingots. This really was a bountiful haul! Qin Shuang tucked the banknotes, token, and Tiger Blood Pills into his robe, then packed the jewelry into a bundle and carried it in his hand. He left the silver ingots in one chest in the cellar, planning to come back for them that night. Carrying a huge chest around in broad daylight would draw far too much attention. After tidying everything up and closing the cellar, Qin Shuang found a jar of honey in the main room of Liang Chang's house. After a moment's thought, he took it with him and headed for the banks of the Clear Water River. Before long, Qin Shuang found Liang Chang in a thicket by the river. Liang Chang was covered in ants. His face was twisted in agony, his misery beyond words. He tried to shout, but his mouth was stuffed. When he saw Qin Shuang, he blinked rapidly and let out a muffled whimper. "Liang Chang, where did you get your Tiger Blood Pills?" Qin Shuang pulled the dishcloth from Liang Chang's mouth and asked. As he simplified his martial arts, he also needed more Tiger Blood Pills to temper his Qi and Blood faster and nourish all 206 of his bones! "The Tiger Blood Pills... I bought them at the Black Market..." Liang Chang stammered. His eyes were filled with terror now; the arrogance he'd shown while demanding repayment was gone. "The Black Market? Where is it? How do I get there?" At that, Qin Shuang's heart stirred. In Qingzhou City, the Tiger Blood Pills were all reserved for the Martial Arts Schools and the gang leaders, making them difficult to buy. Buying them at the Black Market would simply mean spending a little more silver. He now had the four thousand taels he'd taken from Liang Chang, plus the more than fourteen hundred he already owned—that made over five thousand four hundred taels. That was more than enough to buy Tiger Blood Pills! "The Black Market... it's at Gathering Moon Lake, where Qingzhou City, Jinyong City, and Red Maple City meet. It opens every night at six and closes at five in the morning. You need a token to get in. They sell everything there—even Dragon Blood Pills and martial arts manuals..." As Liang Chang spoke, his eyes brimmed with a desperate yearning to live. At that moment, he was willing to tell Qin Shuang everything to stay alive. Ants crawled all over his head and face, making him look utterly wretched. "Liang Chang, do I still owe you any silver?" Qin Shuang crouched down, lifted his chin with a finger, and regarded him at his leisure, his eyes narrowing. "N-no... you don't..." Terror filled Liang Chang's eyes. All four of his limbs were broken, and he was gravely wounded—nothing more than a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Now, he could only hope Qin Shuang would take pity on him for getting the silver and spare his life. "I promised I'd spare your miserable life as long as you didn't try any tricks. But... you forged a debt note and murdered people to take over my family's restaurant. That was an unforgivable crime..." Qin Shuang looked at Liang Chang, killing intent in his eyes. "Brother Qin... don't... don't kill me... You promised you wouldn't!" Liang Chang struggled desperately, his face full of terror as he pleaded. "I never said I was going to kill you. I'm just going to spread a little honey on you." Qin Shuang looked at Liang Chang and spoke calmly. He opened the jar, took out a twig, and scratched wounds into Liang Chang's body. Then he smeared honey all over him. As he did, he noticed more and more ants gathering nearby. There were even centipedes crawling about not far away. "You little bastard! You never planned to let me live... You'll die a horrible death! I'll haunt you even as a ghost!" "Ahhh..." When Liang Chang saw Qin Shuang slash wounds all over his body and smear them with honey, terror and despair overwhelmed him. He knew that he would bleed to death like this! "Shut up!" Qin Shuang pulled out the dishcloth and stuffed Liang Chang's mouth again. Then he jabbed a finger into Liang Chang's other good eye, turning him into a blind dragon. "Mmmph..." Liang Chang convulsed and trembled in pain. He couldn't curse, and he couldn't die. All he wanted now was for someone to put him out of his misery. Qin Shuang tore Liang Chang's clothes into strips and bound him even more tightly. Then he broke off some branches and covered him with them. After watching for a while and pulling some weeds along the way, he saw Liang Chang swarmed with ants and centipedes. Only then did he leave, carrying the bundle and the bamboo cage holding the dragonflies. [Grass on Flying (mastered) can be upgraded] [Simplification: Step on Grass one million times, catch ten thousand dragonflies] Qin Shuang had just walked three zhang from Liang Chang's hiding place when a system notification suddenly rang in his mind. A vast stream of information flooded his mind—the complete insights and techniques for using Grass on Flying at mastery! At that moment, Qin Shuang felt as if he had practiced the Grass on Flying lightness skill for twenty-five or twenty-six years. At the same time, He felt a warm current flow into his body below the waist. The bones in his legs were instantly strengthened, becoming more flexible and giving him greater leaping power. He also felt a strange lightness, as if he could glide like a swallow. "Whoosh!" Qin Shuang performed Grass on Flying at mastery, touching his toes lightly against the grass to borrow its spring. In an instant, he shot two zhang forward, swift as a dragonfly and light as a feather. He tapped the grass again with his toes, gliding over it like a dragonfly! "No wonder they call it mastery!" Qin Shuang used Grass on Flying, his figure flashing as he raced ahead, smoothly and effortlessly. He was very pleased. He felt that his lightness skill was now four times faster than before! With a thought, Qin Shuang opened the panel.
[Great Dao Simplification System] [Host: Qin Shuang] [Realm: Bone Forging Realm. Qi and Blood Wolf Smoke 71%] [Simplification: Make complicated things simple. Any martial art or cultivation technique can be simplified for rapid mastery!] [Martial Arts: Fierce Tiger Fist (mastered, can be upgraded), Grass on Flying (mastered, can be upgraded), Tiger Roar Divine Intent Skill (proficient), Blood Rage Saber Art (proficient), Blood Locking Art. Blood Refining Scroll (expert), Alchemy Art, first-grade (proficient), Swimming Dragon Steps (proficient)]
"Next, I need to visit the Black Market! First, I'll fulfill the simplification requirements for Tiger Roar Divine Intent Skill!" Qin Shuang closed the panel and thought to himself. To simplify Tiger Roar Divine Intent Skill, he needed to imitate a tiger's roar one hundred thousand times, kill ten tigers, and consume one hundred Tiger Blood Pills. He could imitate a tiger's roar anytime. He had already taken forty Tiger Blood Pills, and still needed sixty. Including the twenty he'd gotten from Liang Chang, he was short by forty. So he had to go to the Black Market. And while he was there, he could head into the mountains and kill ten tigers. After all, Tiger Roar Divine Intent Skill converted Tiger Blood Pills into Qi and Blood twenty times faster than Fierce Tiger Fist. Once he mastered it, he would temper his Qi and Blood even faster! It would greatly improve his strength! Qin Shuang's heart stirred. He used Grass on Flying to return to Liang Chang's side and saw that Liang Chang's body had swollen to a purplish-black. Several centipedes crawled over him. Apparently, he'd been bitten and poisoned to death. Seeing Liang Chang dead, Qin Shuang breathed a sigh of relief and headed for Fusheng Restaurant. "You're going to the Black Market tonight?" Hearing Qin Shuang say he planned to visit the Black Market, a thoughtful look entered Nangong Wan'er's beautiful eyes. She knew well enough: For a martial artist without a sect, the Black Market was the best place to obtain cultivation resources.
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