Half a Month to Yi Jin Jing Great Accomplishment

Murder and arson brought golden belts.

That was precisely why He Ping's first reaction had been this—he thought He An must have killed someone. Otherwise, where could he have gotten so many Silver Taels?

He was not the only one.

Even Wang Rou thought so.

"Little An, who exactly did you kill? How did you get so many Silver Taels? This is worth several months of your Eldest Brother's salary."

He An smiled helplessly.

Then, he roughly described what had happened.

"Eldest Brother, Eldest Sister-in-law, keep all these Silver Taels for the household. As for this Healing Medicine, apply it to Eldest Brother whenever you have the time."

"It can't make a severed arm grow back, but its effects are still quite good. At the very least, it can ease some of Eldest Brother's pain."

Wang Rou nodded, a trace of a smile appearing on her face as well.

With these Silver Taels, their family's days ahead would be much easier.

Not long after.

Once Wang Rou had left.

He An's expression gradually turned grave.

"Little An, did something happen?"

Noticing the change in He An's expression, He Ping immediately realized that he had something to say.

He An asked solemnly, "Brother, do you know much about the prisoners on the underground first floor?"

"Not much."

He Ping answered without hesitation.

"I rarely go to the Criminal Prison in our Sinei. I only go there occasionally when we catch a criminal and need to lock them up."

"Then do you know Mo Hu?"

The Mo Hu He An spoke of was the scholarly-looking man in the prison.

After leaving the Criminal Prison.

He An had gone to look through the registers of every prisoner.

Normally.

A register recorded all the information on a prisoner.

Yet when he found Mo Hu's record, he discovered that aside from his name, there was no other information recorded.

It was utterly blank, white as a sheet of paper.

It was as though every scrap of information about him had been deliberately concealed.

The instant he heard that name.

He Ping's entire body trembled. He abruptly shot to his feet and shouted in panic, "Did you torture him?"

"No."

He Ping immediately let out a long breath.

Like a deflated ball, all strength drained from him, and he dropped back into his seat.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness."

"If you had tortured him, our whole family would be finished."

"??"

Still shaken, He Ping remained seated where he was, taking several deep breaths before he finally continued.

"Little An, do you know what the Captain of our Fangcheng Town Martial Division was called when our father worked at the Town Martial Division—and what level of strength he possessed?"

"I don't."

The moment the words left his mouth.

He An immediately understood.

His voice turned stiff with disbelief. "Brother, you mean... Mo Hu?"

"That's right. Him."

He Ping took out his dry tobacco and lit it. After drawing deeply, he exhaled a smoke ring and said slowly, "Lord Mo became like this because of a Martial Arts technique."

"A Martial Arts technique?"

He An had yet to recover from his shock.

"That's right, a Martial Arts technique." He Ping spoke slowly.

"That technique was called the Mad Demon Blade Technique. It was a Seventh Rank Martial Arts technique. In battle, it could temporarily block out fear and pain in exchange for extreme explosive power, allowing one to defeat stronger foes."

"But no one knew that the Mad Demon Blade Technique would affect one's mind. The more one practiced it, the more one's consciousness would slip away."

"Upon reaching Great Accomplishment, one would suffer brief bouts of amnesia."

"But unfortunately, no one knew about this back then—not even Lord Mo."

"He merely thought he had gone wrong in his martial training, which was why this had happened, and that everything would be fine once he trained his blade technique to Perfection."

"Who would have thought that training Martial Arts to Perfection was only the beginning of all disaster?"

He Ping sighed.

A sense of foreboding immediately rose in He An's heart, and he hurriedly asked, "Then what happened?"

"He went mad!"

Those three utterly ordinary words nonetheless violently tugged at He An's nerves.

He Ping continued, "After training the Madness Blade to Perfection, Lord Mo became just like the name of that Martial Art—his entire being completely plunged into madness."

"He burst into a household and slaughtered all seven members of the family."

"When the Town Martial Division arrived, blood had flooded the entire little courtyard like a river, and corpses lay sprawled in twisted heaps."

"After that, the entire Town Martial Division mobilized. Only at the cost of tremendous casualties did they barely manage to subdue Lord Mo and imprison him in the Criminal Prison."

"Even now, Lord Mo's madness has improved considerably. It's just that he occasionally loses his memories of the past, unable to remember what he has done or what he intends to do."

"If he is tortured and provoked, the consequences could be disastrous."

"After all, no one knows whether he might descend into madness again."

At this point, He Ping still felt lingering fear.

"A Martial Artist close to the Seventh Rank—if he were to go mad, there might not be anyone in Fangcheng capable of stopping him."

"Why not just kill him? Wouldn't that solve everything?"

He An voiced the doubt in his heart.

"Who would kill him?"

He Ping gave a bitter laugh.

"Before this happened, Lord Mo held an exceptionally high reputation. Quite a few people in Sinei were promoted by his own hand."

"Whoever made the first move would be unable to remain in Sinei. Not even the current Captain would be an exception. That was why the matter fell into a deadlock and has been dragged on until now."

"No wonder."

He An sighed.

Now that things had come to this, He Ping reminded him, "Xiao An, you must be extremely careful from now on. When necessary, keep an eye on Lord Mo as well."

"After all, he has shown our family some kindness."

"??"

This debt of gratitude will never be repaid!!

Over the next half month.

He An's life saw virtually no changes.

Training in martial arts, reporting for duty.

It was just that his realm, exactly as his Destiny had indicated, broke through into the Bone Forging Realm without encountering the slightest bottleneck. Everything came as naturally as water flowing into a channel.

Even the Yi Jin Jing had been raised to Great Accomplishment.

[Destiny: Success Comes Naturally.]

[Yi Jin Jing: (1/400) Great Accomplishment.]

"Not bad."

Feeling the strength in his fists, a smile unconsciously rose at the corners of He An's mouth.

"After the Yi Jin Jing broke through to Great Accomplishment, it feels like my strength has undergone a qualitative leap. If I'm not mistaken, my fists can now exert at least two thousand five hundred jin of force."

"It's time to learn the Gale Blade Technique."

With that thought in mind, He An slowly walked into the Criminal Prison.

In an instant.

A torrent of curses rang in his ears.

Without exception, every one of them was cursing him.

And among that crowd, Mo Caihe was the angriest and most furious, spouting endless streams of profanity.

It was as though he could not speak without swearing.

"You dog bastard, you still dare come here? Once I get out, I'll kill you for sure—kill your whole family too—and let you know how formidable I am."

"You little bastard, you dare deceive your elders."

"..."

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