Golden Finger

After Chen Bin left.

The officer beside Li Kun stepped forward and said, "Captain, this Chen Bin clearly has a problem."

"I'm not stupid!" Li Kun's gaze was fixed on Chen Bin as he walked out of the courtyard gate. "But, he did kill this Fox Demon and the Old Ghoul.

The marks left by the Demon Suppression Blade can't lie."

"Then what about Bao Hong?"

"I don't know how Bao Hong died, but his neck was already inside the Old Ghoul's stomach.

It's probably already turned into black water flowing on the ground by now!"

"Then..."

"Enough!" Li Kun waved his hand, interrupting. "No need to dwell on these things. Record it as he said, and clean up this place.

Spring Breeze Tower harbored demons. Take everyone back to the Demon Suppression Division and interrogate them thoroughly.

And turn this entire Spring Breeze Tower upside down. If you miss even an inch, I won't forgive you!"

Everyone responded in unison, "Yes!"

Chen Bin walked hurriedly, sidestepping the frantic officers and White Officers of the Demon Suppression Division who were busy dealing with the chaos.

Spring Breeze Tower was in disarray. The gentlemen who were roughly dragged out before they could even dress were either panicked or feigning composure; the singing girls were pale with fright, screaming incessantly.

But Chen Bin ignored it all, heading straight for the main entrance of Spring Breeze Tower, his steps quick.

Outside Spring Breeze Tower.

He took a deep breath and, following the memories in his mind, headed in the direction of his home.

Finally, he had some free time to properly examine the full picture of his mysterious Golden Finger.

He silently willed it, and a string of information appeared before his eyes:

[Killed Body Tempering Realm Fox Demon: Red-Clad Woman, Merit +7, Remaining Merit: 7]

[Killed Body Tempering Realm Martial Artist: Bao Hong, Merit +4, Remaining Merit: 11]

[Killed Old Ghoul, Merit +8, Remaining Merit: 19]

Looking at the merit numbers after his Red Name, Chen Bin couldn't help but mutter to himself, "These merit numbers after the Red Name, are they the bounty merits?

Could it be that as long as I kill someone with a Red Name, I can gain merit?"

After some thought, he reached this preliminary conclusion.

However, a question arose in his heart. The Old Ghoul's strength was clearly a bit weaker than that Fox Demon's, yet he gained more merit than the Fox Demon. Why was that?

Could it be because he was the ghoul of a certain Mountain Lord from Nanshan, which was why he had so much merit?

"But speaking of which, what is this merit actually used for?"

Chen Bin frowned, pondering to himself.

Immediately after, with a thought, a game-like panel appeared before his eyes.

[Name]: Chen Bin

[Cultivation]: Body Tempering Realm (Blood Change: 0/100)

[Merit]: 19

[Martial Arts]:

Golden Sun Body Tempering Technique (Proficient: 25/30)

Demon Suppression Blade Technique (Proficient: 18/30)

Chen Bin stared intently at the "19" representing merit on the panel, his mind racing with thoughts about the wondrous uses of merit.

Just then, a line of text appeared before his eyes:

[Merit is obtained by killing Red Names, and can be used to add points to martial arts and cultivation.]

Killing Red Names grants merit?

What's the difference between this and a game?

Never mind that. Seeing that merit could be used to add points.

Chen Bin's eyes lit up. With a thought, he unhesitatingly added 12 points of merit to the Demon Suppression Blade Technique.

[You have consumed 12 points of merit, Demon Suppression Blade Technique has been upgraded.]

[Your Demon Suppression Blade Technique has reached the peak of proficiency. You have mastered all the techniques of drawing, sheathing, and swinging the blade in this martial art.]

[Remaining Merit: 7]

In an instant, a wondrous sensation surged through him, as if he had been accompanied by a blade for countless ages, and the synergy between his hand and the blade reached a new peak in his life.

He seemed to be able to clearly sense that with just a raise of his hand, he could execute a fierce blade technique with fluid grace.

At this moment, he couldn't help but imagine, if he were to max out this Demon Suppression Blade Technique, what kind of power would it unleash?

His thoughts shifted, and Chen Bin looked at the Golden Sun Body Tempering Technique. Looking at the remaining 7 points of merit, he didn't hesitate at all. With another thought, he willed, "Add points for me!"

[You have consumed 5 Merit Points to upgrade Golden Sun Body Tempering Technique. Your Physique has been enhanced.]

[Remaining Merit Points: 2]

[Your comprehension and cultivation of Golden Sun Body Tempering Technique have reached the peak.]

Chen Bin suddenly felt his body struck by lightning, a violent spasm wracking him as if invisible demonic hands were churning within.

He almost fell to the ground.

Immediately after, fine blood mist seeped from his pores, soaking his dark, coarse clothes.

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At this moment, he looked as if he had just crawled out of a river of blood, exuding a nauseatingly strong stench of gore.

This... Chen Bing saw this and was startled, quickly checking his panel.

[Name]: Chen Bin

[Cultivation]: Body Tempering Realm (Blood Change: 0/100)

[Merit Points]: 2

[Martial Arts]:

Golden Sun Body Tempering Technique (Proficient: 0/50)

Demon Suppression Blade Technique (Proficient: 0/50)

As expected, the number in the [Cultivation] column had quietly increased.

It seemed there was a mysterious connection between martial arts and cultivation realms. Perhaps martial arts could push realms forward, or perhaps advancing realms could aid martial arts in their progress.

Chen Bin didn't know many martial arts realms, only Body Tempering, Qi Gathering, and Meridian Opening.

This was because the Demon Suppression Division had all three.

Among them, he understood Body Tempering the best.

This realm was for martial artists to build their foundation, further divided into: Bronze Skin, Iron Bones, Forging Organs, Blood Change, and Jade Marrow.

Qi Gathering was about condensing Qi and blood, channeling it into the Dantian. This was the realm of those Captains.

As for the ethereal Meridian Opening realm, he understood even less. The entire Demon Suppression Division only had the General Banner as a Meridian Opening realm cultivator.

With this thought.

Chen Bin raised his hand and closed the personal panel. After a moment of thought, he opened the map.

According to the map.

At this moment, the night was deep, and all was silent. The streets were deserted.

Lanterns by the roadside cast a dim, yellowish light, making the ground appear shadowy and indistinct.

At the very center of the map, a blue cartoon figure was particularly striking. Around it, the outlines of street shops were densely and neatly marked.

The entire map, with the blue figure as its center, slowly expanded outwards in a circular fashion.

But just how far did this effective range extend?

With a thought, a new message prompt popped up before his eyes.

[Map]: Can detect Red Names within twenty zhang.

Huh, it's quite intelligent!

Chen Bin was engaged in a battle of wits with his Golden Finger.

Suddenly, a sharp shout pierced the silent night sky: "Who's there?"

Chen Bin looked up and saw, twenty zhang away, a group of night patrolmen in Demon Suppression Division attire rushing towards him.

There were Officers and White Officers.

Chen Bin stood his ground, calm and composed, quietly waiting for them to approach.

His gaze remained fixed on the map. By the time the patrolmen reached him, no Red Names, representing enemies, had appeared on the map.

And although the patrolmen were within his perception range, they did not appear on the map.

Could it be that only I and Red Name players appear on this map?

Chen Bin mused inwardly.

Afterward, Chen Bin reported his identity to the patrolmen.

However, the strong smell of blood emanating from him still caused some trouble.

Fortunately, this group of patrolmen had received a report and were already preparing to head to Spring Breeze Tower on a mission.

The leading Officer pondered for a moment, then instructed a White Officer to go ahead to Spring Breeze Tower to report. After confirming the information, they no longer troubled Chen Bin.

Thus, Chen Bin was able to leave smoothly.

Following the memories in his head and his instincts, he returned home.

Chen Bin used his key to open the bronze lock and gently pushed open his door. A tranquil two-courtyard house came into view.

A lonely person, with no firelight at home waiting for you to return.

Chen Bin sniffed the smell of blood on his body.

The blood mist that burst from his pores had long since turned into bloodstains stuck to his clothes.

He walked to the well, reached out to lift the bucket, and vigorously turned the winch. After filling a bucket of water, he stood in the center of the courtyard and poured the water over himself from head to toe, washing away the bloodstains.

After rinsing, he casually tossed the blood-stained clothes into the bucket, his right hand tightly gripping the Demon Suppression Blade.

Naked, he used the faint moonlight to navigate the room in the dark, following the path he remembered.

Upon entering the room, Chen Bin skillfully fumbled for a fire starter. With a gentle blow, the fire starter ignited with a faint glow. He then used it to light the oil lamp on the table.

Instantly, the room brightened, and the soft lamplight illuminated the entire space.

Chen Bin looked around, secretly sighing, This previous body of mine was quite well-off. No wonder he was able to come up with a hundred taels of silver to become a regular.

Look at this bed, it's big and spacious, with a layer of soft quilt on it. It looks comfortable just by looking at it.

Chen Bin stopped thinking and walked over. He casually blew out the flame on the oil lamp, then flipped over and lay down on the bed.

As soon as he lay down, a strong wave of sleepiness spread rapidly.

Chen Bin was naturally a carefree person, falling asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

Before long, he had fallen into a deep and sweet slumber.