Post-Battle Settlement

As Sheng Wubing explained, Meng Qingshan listened intently. He carefully observed the steel needle in Sheng Wubing's hand, feeling the sharp energy contained within the needle after Sheng Wubing released it. A faint understanding began to dawn in his heart.

At the same time, in the lower-left corner of his vision, messages kept popping up:

[Your Bone-Piercing Needle has received guidance from Sheng Wubing of the Seven Mysteries Sect, Bone-Piercing Needle Cultivation +10 points!]

[Your Bone-Piercing Needle has received guidance from Sheng Wubing of the Seven Mysteries Sect...]

[Your Bone-Piercing Needle has received guidance from Sheng Wubing of the Seven Mysteries Sect, preliminary mastery of force application techniques, Bone-Piercing Needle Cultivation +50 points!]

As this message appeared, Meng Qingshan seemed to have an epiphany. A steel needle in his hand shot out.

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, the flying needle he released accurately struck a wooden board on the wall, shattering it into several pieces instantly.

Seeing this, Sheng Wubing nodded with satisfaction and said to Meng Qingshan, "Little brother Meng, you have preliminarily mastered the Bone-Piercing Needle technique.

What follows is meticulous refinement, requiring time to sculpt carefully. This Sick Guest has nothing more to teach; the rest depends on your own comprehension and improvement."

Meng Qingshan said gratefully, "Thank you, Big Brother, for the teaching!"

Sheng Wubing waved his hand, signaling him not to be so polite. He coughed lightly and slowly said, "You gave this Sick Guest the most exhilarating experience of his life, and the Sick Guest only taught you one hidden weapon technique. Thinking about it, the Sick Guest actually got the better deal."

Meng Qingshan quickly waved his hands, "That wine and meat were just common things, how can they be compared to this."

Sheng Wubing clearly didn't want to dwell on the matter. "The rain has stopped, and the Sick Guest should be leaving now."

After speaking, Sheng Wubing stood up and said solemnly to Meng Qingshan, "Little brother Meng, this Sick Guest has taken down the wanted posters for these three individuals, so this Sick Guest needs to take their heads. I hope little brother Meng can forgive me!"

Facing Sheng Wubing's request, Meng Qingshan naturally wouldn't refuse.

He immediately shaved some wooden boards and used the newly learned Bone-Piercing Needles to assemble the boards into a wooden box.

Then, he severed the heads of Wu Yong, known as "Thief Many-Wisdoms," and Liu Ying, known as "Six Hands."

As for Jiang Pan, "Mountain-Splitting Saber," his head had already been cut off by him earlier; he simply picked it up.

Meng Qingshan placed the three heads neatly in the wooden box. To prevent decay and insect infestation, he specifically sprinkled a layer of lime before handing the wooden box to Sheng Wubing.

Witnessing Meng Qingshan's fluid and practiced actions, even Sheng Wubing couldn't help but inwardly remark on his professionalism, even beginning to consider whether he should carry lime with him next time for emergencies.

As they parted, Sheng Wubing solemnly took off a token and handed it to Meng Qingshan.

He said, "Little brother Meng, this Sick Guest sees that you have a chivalrous heart. Although your methods are unconventional, you have your own principles and bottom line. If you aspire to become a constable in the future, you can come to Dragon Talisman City in Yun Dian Prefecture to find this Sick Guest."

Meng Qingshan took the token, and a coolness spread from his fingertips to his palm. Immediately, a refreshing sense of comfort surged through his body like a tide, causing him to involuntarily shiver with pleasure.

He immediately realized that this item was extraordinary. However, when he looked up to return it, he found that Sheng Wubing had already quietly merged into the night, his trace completely gone.

Meng Qingshan lowered his eyes and carefully examined the token. Both sides were a deep black. The front and back were clearly inscribed with the characters "Seven Mysteries Sect" and "Wubing," respectively. Apart from these, there were no other striking features.

Seeing this, a thought flashed through Meng Qingshan's mind.

Instantly, the information within the token transformed into a light screen that appeared before his eyes:

Item: Famous Constable Token

Belongs to: Seven Mysteries Sect

Description: It is said that King Yun Chu accidentally found a piece of millennium-old cold iron in the Jade Cold Pond. He handed this precious material to skilled craftsmen who meticulously divided it into several pieces. Four of these pieces were forged into the Famous Constable Tokens of the Seven Mysteries Sect. This 'Wubing' iron token is one of them.

Effect: Wearing this token has the miraculous effect of calming the spirit and resisting inner demons. Ordinary insects and the five poisons avoid it as if it were a plague, unable to approach or disturb.

Seeing the effects and attributes of this token, Meng Qingshan couldn't help but think, "As expected of Sheng Wubing, the foremost of the Four Great Constables. Nothing he offers is ordinary. This token is truly a rare treasure!"

However, such a valuable item felt a bit hot to the touch.

Meng Qingshan thought that if he had time in the future, he should find an opportunity to return it to its rightful owner.

But for the time being, he probably wouldn't have the time.

Therefore, during this period, the token's effects couldn't be wasted.

Not to mention the effects of resisting inner demons and calming the spirit, just the use of preventing mosquito bites alone was enough for Meng Qingshan to consider it a treasure and keep it close.

After all, he had been traveling outdoors these past few days, and his sleep was often disturbed by mosquitoes, which was incredibly annoying.

If this thing truly had the magical effect described, it would be even more comfortable and pleasant than using an electric mosquito repellent in his previous life.