Two Gangs Clash, Completing the Cultivation Technique

Returning to the clinic, Feng Hao was busy treating patients, his head drenched in sweat.

After Shen Han joined in, he quickly relieved the pressure on him.

Working in tandem, the two finished seeing all the registered patients in less than an hour, even managing to squeeze in five extra appointments and handling them all as well.

"Young Doctor Shen, Young Feng!"

Guard Captain Zhan Chaoyang walked into the clinic.

These days, he had broken his old habit of never visiting the clinic and enjoyed coming to see Shen Han whenever he was free.

For one, Clinic No. 13 always finished its consultations early, leaving plenty of leisure time.

For another, he found communicating with the two young men, Shen Han and Feng Hao, very much to his liking.

"Guard Zhan, please, sit, sit. This is some freshly brewed tea."

The two were also very welcoming toward Zhan Chaoyang.

It was simple: as a guard captain, Zhan Chaoyang had a very wide network of connections and could often bring news from both inside and outside the county.

"The identity of the lecherous monk killed by Young Escort Chief Lin has been uncovered."

Zhan Chaoyang took a sip of tea and said.

Feng Hao asked hurriedly, "Which temple was the monk from?"

"Blood Transformation Temple."

Zhan Chaoyang said each word clearly.

Feng Hao frowned, "So it was a monk from Blood Transformation Temple. That temple has a terrible reputation; it's no surprise they produced such a depraved, lecherous monk."

"Does Blood Transformation Temple know that Young Escort Chief Lin was the one who killed him?"

Shen Han asked.

Zhan Chaoyang sighed, "Paper cannot wrap up fire; they will find out sooner or later."

"You mean, Blood Transformation Temple will seek revenge?" Feng Hao was stunned.

"It is basically unavoidable."

Zhan Chaoyang said, "Among the four medium-sized gangs outside the city, the monks of Blood Transformation Temple are the most vengeful. Young Escort Chief Lin is kind and charitable; I hope he is blessed with good fortune."

Feng Hao was silent for a long moment, then added, "Then... what about the killer who murdered the four people from Iron Fist Martial Hall and Black Wind Stronghold? Have they been found?"

He was referring to the Qiankun Two Rats, Hu Teng, and Kang Zhiwen.

Shen Han listened while silently taking a sip of tea.

Zhan Chaoyang shook his head, "Not at all. The two gangs have never found any trace of the killer.

However, none of that matters anymore.

Because in the last few days, something much bigger has happened outside the city."

"What happened?"

"Black Dragon Gang and Green Garment Gang have come into a massive conflict."

Zhan Chaoyang said, "It is said that in the clashes, both sides have already lost dozens of gang members."

Shen Han said, "They are two of the three major powers; I suppose they are fighting to claim the top spot outside the city."

Zhan Chaoyang agreed, "I think that is the reason as well.

The two gangs have long despised each other, and they surely want to wipe the other out in one fell swoop to unify the area outside the city.

After that, they will gradually uproot Iron Fist Martial Hall inside the city.

From then on, they would become the sole overlord of Three Rivers County, seizing all the benefits in the region."

"I hope they both end up crippled from the fight," Feng Hao said bitterly.

Zhan Chaoyang laughed, "Haha, my friend who is a Constable thinks the same thing."

"Young Shen!"

As the three were chatting happily, the clinic's old steward, Qian Cheng, walked over quickly.

"Supervisor Qian, are you looking for me?"

Shen Han asked, surprised. Compared to Zhan Chaoyang, Qian Cheng almost never came to the clinic.

"No, there is a woman outside the clinic looking for you."

"A woman?"

"Yes, she is wearing a floral dress."

It was Yang Liu!

Shen Han realized immediately. Today happened to be the fifth day, and since Ning Xinxee had promised to return the Ancient Sun Technique manual, he had almost forgotten about it.

He hurried to the front entrance of the medical clinic.

Ning Xinxee was not there; only her maid, Yang Liu, was present.

Yang Liu took out the incomplete manual of the Ancient Sun Technique and said with a smile, "Young Master Shen, returning the original item to you."

After Shen Han accepted it, he offered the scroll of the Sky-Splitting Blade Technique in return.

Unexpectedly, Yang Liu waved her hand to refuse, "No need, the young miss gave it to you as a gift."

"That doesn't seem right."

"It's fine, it's not exactly a powerful martial art anyway."

As soon as Yang Liu finished speaking, her figure vanished around a distant corner in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, Shen Han stood frozen on the spot.

The gap between people is sometimes greater than the gap between a person and a dog.

The power of the Sky-Splitting Blade Technique was so astonishing, yet in their eyes, it wasn't even worth mentioning!

"Clone, it's up to you!"

At dusk, sitting in his room in the small courtyard, Shen Han directed his clone to flip through and study the Ancient Sun Technique manual page by page.

Although the manual was missing thirty percent of its content, he had confidence in his clone.

If the clone couldn't master it, then no one could!

Perhaps the Ancient Sun Technique was more profound than the Breathing Technique, or perhaps the missing content increased the difficulty for the clone; the clone spent several times longer learning the Ancient Sun Technique than it had with the Breathing Technique!

A full half-hour passed before the clone finally closed the manual.

"Can you practice it?"

Shen Han immediately asked through his thoughts.

The clone nodded, giving an affirmative reply.

"Practice!"

Shen Han was instantly overjoyed; it was truly formidable.

To be able to practice even with thirty percent of the content missing—such terrifying talent must be one of a kind!

He looked into the Bronze Mirror again.

He saw the clone sitting cross-legged on the ground, its mouth and nose open.

"Brilliant, absolutely brilliant!"

Shen Han watched, feeling refreshed and unable to look away.

Suddenly, the clone bit the tip of its tongue, then formed the unique Blazing Sun Seal of the Ancient Sun Technique with its hands. Between its palms, a faint reddish-gold light emerged. In an instant, the air around the clone seemed to turn golden, constantly drilling into the clone's mouth and nose.

Hum!

Pure Yang True Qi condensed continuously, emitting a faint humming sound.

The clone kept its eyes tightly shut, chanting silently, using the mental formulas to slowly guide these streams of Pure Yang power into its body, flowing into every inch of its meridians and every bone.

Half an hour later, a full cycle of circulation was completed.

The clone exhaled a heavy breath of stale air.

"It succeeded!"

Shen Han almost cried out.

It was obvious that the clone had indeed successfully patched the technique; it was simply invincible!

He immediately ordered the clone to continue practicing.

He opened his panel in passing.

Technique: Breathing Technique (Mastery), Ancient Sun Technique (Entry)

As expected, the Ancient Sun Technique had easily reached the entry level.

Huh?

At this moment, Shen Han noticed that the Breathing Technique originally listed under his techniques was gradually fading.

Could techniques be merged as well?

He stared fixedly at the panel, observing this miraculous change.

Before long, the mastered Breathing Technique disappeared completely.

Technique: Ancient Sun Technique (Minor Success)

"It's exactly as I expected; the foundation laid by the mastered Breathing Technique directly helped the Ancient Sun Technique upgrade to the minor success stage!

It seems that not only can martial arts of the same type be merged, but cultivation techniques can as well!

This cheat is absolutely incredible!"

Soon, the facts provided powerful proof.

Over the next half hour, the clone, now practicing the minor completion stage of the Ancient Sun Technique, saw its efficiency in refining true qi increase significantly, completing two full cycles of circulation.

It was twice as fast!

"The Ancient Sun Technique is far stronger than the Breathing Technique; I can even clearly feel my strength growing..."

Shen Han praised.

The shared cultivation gave him a strange sensation.

Within his previously somewhat thin frame, it felt as if a dormant Flame Beast had been injected; with every breath he took, scorching heat overflowed from his mouth and nose.

His meridians had toughened, and his power had increased.

That masculine force originating from the Ancient Sun Technique truly lay dormant within his dantian, branded into his marrow like a seal, causing every inch of his flesh and blood to be saturated with the domineering vitality of pure yang.

"Once the Ancient Sun Technique reaches major completion or even perfection, the progress will be even more obvious!"

Shen Han looked at the clone training hard in the mirror, a trace of a smile appearing at the corners of his mouth, "With the dual efforts of myself and the clone, breaking through to the Flesh Refining Realm is just around the corner!"