Slaying the Night Watchman, Trouble at the Medical Clinic

The figure was none other than the Night Watchman who had noticed him four nights ago and tipped off Liu Yuan!

At this moment, the Night Watchman was walking in a hurried manner.

Shen Han immediately kept his composure and followed him from a distance.

Soon, the Night Watchman arrived at an inconspicuous wooden hut, opened the door, and slipped inside.

"Any discoveries?"

Inside the hut, Peng Hanshan, dressed in fine robes, wore a cold and stern expression.

"Reporting to Senior Brother, he seems to have vanished..."

The Night Watchman said, trembling with fear.

"Vanished?"

Peng Hanshan stomped his foot violently and said in a fit of rage, "In broad daylight under the clear sky, how can a living person just vanish?"

The Night Watchman hurriedly said, "Could he have fled the city?"

Peng Hanshan said coldly, "Impossible! I checked with the city gate guards; no ugly man has been seen leaving the city these past few days. That guy must still be in Three Rivers County!"

"But..."

"That ugly man killed Steward Liu. It is obvious he knows the secret of the Black Brick. This person must not be left alive!"

"Senior Brother, should we... notify the Iron Fist Martial Hall to send people to investigate together?"

"No!"

Peng Hanshan slammed the table hard and said fiercely, "The secret of the Black Brick is something I overheard from Master and Mistress. If it is exposed, I will be in deep trouble too! Listen clearly: Steward Liu's death was a revenge killing by a sect from outside the city. You are not allowed to mention the ugly man to anyone, understand?"

The Night Watchman nodded hurriedly: "This one understands."

Peng Hanshan added, "It has been four days. Even if that ugly man keeps to himself, he has to go out to buy supplies. You keep a close watch, especially in East City. Do not let a single clue slip by!"

"This one will certainly get it done!"

"Take these five taels of silver."

Peng Hanshan pulled out an ingot of silver and tossed it to the Night Watchman.

The Night Watchman was overjoyed: "Many thanks for the reward, Senior Brother! This one will surely serve you with all my might!"

Peng Hanshan let out a huff.

With that said, he did not linger, left the wooden hut, and vanished into the streets outside in the blink of an eye.

The Night Watchman hurriedly tucked the silver away.

"Sigh, it's strange, where on earth could that guy be..."

He sighed to himself.

Creak!

Just then, the door of the wooden hut slowly opened.

"Hm? There's no wind..."

The Night Watchman stood up, just about to walk over and close the door, when he discovered a young man standing in the doorway.

"Who are you?"

The Night Watchman stared intently at the newcomer.

"Heh, brother, aren't you looking for me?"

The newcomer was, of course, Shen Han.

Just now, he had been outside the wooden hut and had heard the conversation between the two clearly.

He hadn't expected that everything was being done by the Senior Brother behind the back of the Iron Fist Martial Hall, though the Senior Brother's cultivation level was unknown, so he had to be cautious. But the Night Watchman was different; the Night Watchman was just an ordinary person. With Shen Han's Flesh Refining realm and his thousand-catty strength, crushing the Night Watchman was easier than crushing an ant.

"You've got the wrong person, I haven't seen you before."

The Night Watchman's expression turned hostile. He didn't want to say anything more, so he reached out with his right hand, intending to push Shen Han out.

Shen Han didn't budge.

"You!"

The Night Watchman was stunned. The kid in front of him looked frail, yet he couldn't even push him!

"Brother, we only met four nights ago."

Shen Han said indifferently, "Have you really forgotten?"

The Night Watchman gritted his teeth and said, "Kid, are you looking for trouble?"

Shen Han smiled: "It seems you are truly forgetful. I was carrying a bundle filled with bricks at the time."

"Could it be..."

Suddenly, the Night Watchman came to his senses, his face filled with shock, "You are that ugly man?"

Shen Han sneered: "You aren't too stupid after all."

The Night Watchman trembled all over: "That night, was it you who killed Steward Liu?"

"Of course!"

Shen Han took a step forward.

His imposing aura was so intense that the Night Watchman's feet went numb, and he collapsed onto the ground with a thud.

"Liu Yuan wanted to rob me; he didn't die unjustly."

As he spoke, Shen Han withdrew the Heavy Iron Curved Blade from the Bronze Mirror.

The Night Watchman was dumbfounded. Where did he pull such a large blade from?

"You, what are you doing..."

"Cutting the weeds and eliminating the roots! In this life, I despise the petty scoundrels who stab me in the back the most!"

Shen Han did not hesitate at all and swung the curved blade.

This was his first time using the Heavy Iron Curved Blade.

"No..."

The Night Watchman was so terrified he lost control of his bowels.

But his consciousness did not linger for long.

Slash!

A cold light flashed, and the hundred-pound Heavy Iron Curved Blade swept across the Night Watchman's neck. His head separated from his body, clean and swift, as blood sprayed into the sky.

"Good blade!"

Shen Han glanced at the Heavy Iron Curved Blade.

The blade radiated waves of sinister energy, and there wasn't a single trace of blood on its surface.

Shopkeeper Lei of the Blacksmith Shop truly hadn't lied; his blade-forging skills were unrivaled in Three Rivers County.

Shen Han sheathed the curved blade, tucked the Night Watchman's five taels of silver into his own pocket, and strode away.

The mess on the ground had nothing to do with him.

In any case, with this Night Watchman dead, no one else had seen him wearing the mask, so he was safe for the time being.

Walking back into the alleyway, Shen Han showed no signs of anything unusual.

Among the commoners coming and going on the street, no one could have guessed that this ordinary-looking passerby had just killed a man with a single strike!

Mirror Master: Shen Han
Cultivation: Flesh Refining
Technique: Ancient Sun Technique (Great Success)
Martial Arts: Angry Dragon Divine Fist (Perfected), Sky-Splitting Blade Technique (Perfected)
Skills: Medicine (Perfected)

As he walked, he summoned his status panel.

After these few days of grueling practice, the Sky-Splitting Blade Technique had been trained to the perfected realm by his clone!

Shen Han was secretly delighted.

No wonder that as soon as he picked up the blade, all the nuances of the technique in his mind had reached their peak; although the blade technique only had five moves, it felt as if it had merged with his body, becoming effortless.

The Ancient Sun Technique was still at Great Success.

But that didn't matter; every time the clone circulated its energy, his physical strength increased, driving his cultivation upward.

"Right now, my strength is over eleven hundred pounds."

Shen Han muttered, "Buying this incomplete Ancient Sun Technique was truly a great deal."

At least, it would be no problem for the clone to use it to reach the Tendon Refining realm.

With my current strength and blade technique, if I were to spar with Kong Xuan again, I am confident I could kill him in one blow!

However, the Qi Condensing Powder left behind by Sister Yun Yi has lost its effect."

This was a fact. In the four days since breaking through to the Flesh Refining realm, he had continued to decoct Qi Condensing Powder for his clone every day. By yesterday, he had used up the remaining medicinal herbs, but the effect was gone; the Qi Condensing Powder could no longer provide any benefit to his cultivation.

With the experience from the Blood-Qi Soup, Shen Han could naturally conclude: the Qi Condensing Powder was only suitable for use before the Flesh Refining realm. From now on, he would have to find new medicinal diets or pills.

"Clone, cultivate the Ancient Sun Technique with all your might!"

Shen Han issued the task to his clone.

The Sky-Splitting Blade Technique had reached its peak, and just like the Angry Dragon Divine Fist and his medical skills, it no longer needed practice. Until he found a new martial arts manual, he could let the clone cultivate the Ancient Sun Technique around the clock, focusing on increasing his cultivation.

Once the Ancient Sun Technique also reached the perfected realm, his daily cultivation growth would be even more rapid!

"Senior Brother Shen, you've finally returned!"

Just as he reached the entrance of the Hanging Pot Medical Hall, he saw Feng Hao looking deeply worried.

"What's wrong?"

Shen Han glanced around.

Everyone in the medical hall wore expressions of fear, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Something happened, Li Xunshan is dead..."

As Feng Hao spoke, his voice was trembling.