Divine Saber Sect, Situ Zhan!

"In your dreams! Ah... you... just kill me!"

Yin Tianxing was covered in frost, his gaze venomous as he glared at Qin Shuang, cursing incessantly.

At this moment.

He only wanted a quick death.

With the bones of his three limbs shattered and his right hand severed, his body riddled with icy energy, even if he survived, it would be a fate worse than death. It would be better to beg for a swift end.

"Hall Master, leave him to me. I will interrogate him."

Liu Hao stood to the side, watching the stubbornly defiant Yin Tianxing, and bowed respectfully to Qin Shuang.

"Hm!"

Qin Shuang nodded. These matters could be left to Liu Hao; he still had to grind his martial arts.

As for the remaining corpses, Jin Yang led thirty-eight members to clear and bury them.

Qingzhou City, South City, within a villa shaded by nanmu bamboo.

An old man with a short beard sat in the main hall of the villa, looking at a man in black robes before him, and asked, "Jin Shisan, how many martial arts school disciples have yet to be found?"

"Gang Leader, there are sixty left. However, your subordinate just learned that over forty disciples of the Golden Tiger Martial Arts School have gathered at Hualing Village outside the city!"

The man in black robes cupped his fists respectfully and reported.

"Gather everyone. Tomorrow, follow me to the outskirts of the city. We must cut off the heads of these people to accompany Zhen'er in the afterlife!"

Upon hearing this, Ding Dian's eyes flashed with intense killing intent.

This time, he had come to seize the Tiger Roar Divine Intent from Jin Yihang. Not only had he failed to obtain the item, but his precious grandson, Ding Zhen, had also died under the Fierce Tiger Fist. He wished he could grind every single person in that martial arts school into dust to vent the hatred in his heart!

"Yes, Gang Leader!"

The man in black robes bowed and left.

The next day.

Early morning.

In a small stream winding through Hualing Village, Qin Shuang stood barefoot in half a foot of water. He carried the Yellow Springs Saber on his back, held a medicinal pill in his left hand to roll it, and carried a bag filled with earthworms in his right. With grass tied to the soles of his feet, he let out a low, tiger-like roar.

[Stepping on grass +1 time!]

[Refining Medicinal Pill +1!]

[Imitating Tiger Roar +1!]

[Standing in the creek for one minute!]

[Bedrock Iron Body Skill (Entry)]

[Simplify: Stand in the creek for one hour, consume 10 Tiger Blood Pills, can reach Proficiency]

Qin Shuang stood in the creek, and a series of system prompts rang out in his mind.

Hummm~~

The moment the Bedrock Iron Body Skill reached the Entry level, a surge of training techniques for the Bedrock Iron Body Skill appeared in Qin Shuang's mind. At the same time, he felt a heat spread through his body, and he seemed to be instantly filled with a sense of power.

"Hall Master, Yin Tianxing could not withstand the Ice Cold Energy. This subordinate failed to extract the Flying Eagle Six Forms. Please punish me, Hall Master!"

Just then, Liu Hao hurried over and bowed deeply to Qin Shuang, his expression filled with guilt.

"If he's dead, then so be it. I don't blame you."

Hearing this, Qin Shuang sighed inwardly. It seemed he was not fated to obtain the Flying Eagle Six Forms.

However, there were countless martial arts in the world; there was no need to dwell on the Flying Eagle Six Forms. It appeared he had underestimated the icy blade energy of the Yellow Springs Saber.

However.

There was one thing Qin Shuang found strange.

After Nangong Wan'er used the Yellow Springs Saber, her body was eroded by the Ice Cold Energy and required treatment to expel the cold. Yet, when he used the Yellow Springs Saber to defeat Yin Tianxing last night, he was completely fine.

"Hall Master, two hall masters of the Flying Eagle Gang have surrendered. They said they can lead us to the Flying Eagle Gang's warehouse and to Yin Tianxing's private residence to look for the secret manuals."

Liu Hao added respectfully.

"The Flying Eagle Gang's warehouse? Yin Tianxing's private residence?"

"Good, let them lead the way. You all go and take a look!"

Hearing this, Qin Shuang's heart stirred. These gangs were all rolling in wealth, and each of them had private residences. He still hadn't gone to retrieve the one thousand taels of silver from Liang Chang's private residence.

"Yes, this subordinate will go at once!"

Liu Hao bowed respectfully and turned to leave.

Xiangzhou was one of the sixteen provinces of the Tianchu Dynasty, bordering Yanzhou.

In terms of prosperity, it ranks within the top ten of Tianchu.

The Divine Saber Sect is the premier sect of Xiangzhou. Every member of the sect practices the blade, and all are experts in the way of the saber.

In particular, the Supreme Elder "Divine Saber" Song Yang, the Sect Master "Heavenly Saber" Li Hongxue, and the number one swordsman of the younger generation, "Overlord Saber" Xiao Jiulang, are renowned throughout the martial world.

The towering and precipitous Tianlu Mountain spans a radius of fifty miles, coiled in the east of Xiangzhou, shrouded in spiritual mist all year round.

Halfway up the mountain, on the training grounds of a quiet and elegant courtyard, an old man wearing a brocade robe with a large nose, a wide mouth, and a long saber embroidered on his chest sat cross-legged. Above his head, a vortex the size of ten feet appeared, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the surroundings poured into it one after another.

"Chirp!"

Just then, a bird's cry rang out in the sky above the courtyard. A divine eagle, three feet in size with golden feathers on its back, circled down. Tied to its left claw was a wax-sealed scroll.

The moment the divine eagle landed, its body trembled and it collapsed onto the ground, clearly exhausted from its flight.

"A message from Rui'er?"

The large-nosed old man reached out and grabbed the divine eagle, pulling it before him through the air. He untied the wax scroll, crushed it, and read for a moment. Suddenly, he stood up abruptly, his face showing a fierce expression, and said in a deep voice, "You dog, if anything happens to my son, even if I have to chase you to the ends of the earth, I, Situ Zhan, will make you die!"

Situ Zhan's figure flashed as he returned to the room in the courtyard to grab some items. The next moment, he vanished from the courtyard.

One hour later.

Qin Shuang stood in the stream.

Ding! Your Bedrock Iron Body Skill has advanced to Proficient!

Simplification: Stand in the stream and be washed by the current for one day, consume 100 Tiger Blood Pills, and you can reach Mastery.

A system notification rang in his mind.

A stream of information flooded into Qin Shuang's sea of consciousness; it was the proficient cultivation method and techniques for the Bedrock Iron Body Skill!

At this moment.

Qin Shuang felt as if various images of tempering his physical body were flooding his mind, as if he had already been practicing the Bedrock Iron Body Skill for seven or eight years.

At the same time.

He also felt a surge of heat erupting within his body, drilling into his limbs and bones, slowly strengthening his skeleton, muscles, and skin!

As time passed.

Qin Shuang discovered that under the influence of that warm current, a thick, hard layer of keratin had actually appeared on his skin, feeling rock-hard to the touch.

However, after only a short while, cracks appeared in the keratin layer on his skin, turning into a layer of dead skin. Those dead skin cells rubbed off easily, revealing the fair skin beneath.

"After shedding this layer of skin, my physical defense has actually increased by a huge margin?"

"If the Bedrock Iron Body Skill reaches perfection, to what extent will my physical body become?"

Qin Shuang touched his skin after the shedding, his eyes filled with shock and anticipation.

He discovered that the areas where he had shed skin were only his limbs, chest, back, and face. As for more delicate areas, such as his crotch and armpits, there was no shedding.

"Go back and catch dragonflies first."

Qin Shuang glanced at his panel and leaped out of the creek.

When the villagers learned that catching 200 dragonflies would earn them one tael of silver, they were all fired up. He wondered how the results were now. As long as he stepped on grass a million times and caught ten thousand dragonflies, Grass on Flying would be able to upgrade. Qin Shuang felt very expectant.

What kind of divine skill would Grass on Flying become!

One had to know that after Fierce Tiger Fist was upgraded, it became the Tiger Roar Divine Fist, and its power had increased many times over!

"Hall Master, the villagers have caught many dragonflies and brought them back. I'm afraid there are no fewer than three thousand... and they are still catching more..."

Qin Shuang, carrying the Yellow Springs Saber on his back, returned to the tile-roofed house in Hualing Village. Chen Wang walked up and pointed to a pile of bamboo cages in the main room, speaking to Qin Shuang.

"Not bad!"

Qin Shuang looked at the dragonflies piled up in the main room, his eyes filled with anticipation. He picked up a cage, reached inside, and immediately grabbed a handful of dragonflies.

[Captured 1 Dragonfly!]

[Captured 1 Dragonfly!]

[Captured 1 Dragonfly!]

"..."

At this moment, a series of mechanical system sounds rang out in Qin Shuang's mind.