Evolution Breathing Method, Sudden Assassination, Killing Blood-Tempering Warriors in a Fit of Rage-Kill!

People came and went along the street.

Though the sun was setting, its red disk sinking in the west,

Black Cloud County had seen a huge influx of refugees in recent days, so the streets were still bustling at this hour.

Inside a teahouse on one of the lanes,

The tall, straight-backed youth stared at the thin booklet, stunned for a long while.

"This..."

A flicker of emotion crossed Shi Wen's eyes. Even the hand holding his teacup was trembling.

He had thought that only the wooden carving of the Supreme Saint Immortal Mother could be used for evolution.

He never expected that the breathing method bestowed by that goat-bearded Daoist would also contain Calamity, and even offer an Evolution Branch for him to choose!

Unlike the wooden carving, the time displayed for the breathing method was much shorter!!

"So, as long as something contains Calamity or is a special item, it can be used for evolution?"

"One year isn't beyond reach after all. Most importantly, evolving it doesn't conflict with evolving Treasure Blood!"

"I can evolve the breathing method while evolving Treasure Blood. That means I don't have to worry about being unable to obtain Treasure Blood to nourish my body!!"

Shi Wen could barely conceal his delight.

He had been looking forward to these mysterious breathing methods for some time.

The moment Li Qianqian told him how rare breathing methods were,

He had understood just how astonishingly rare the breathing method displayed on the Extreme Seal was.

He had regretted that evolving something with the Extreme Seal took far too long. And since Treasure Blood was so important, he hadn't tried it.

Now he had suddenly discovered that evolving items with the Extreme Seal didn't conflict with one another.

Evolving a breathing method wouldn't affect the emergence of Treasure Blood. How could Shi Wen not feel a little more cheerful?

"Evolution Branch 1!"

Shi Wen chose it at once.

When he saw the countdown for Evolution Branch 1 appear on the Extreme Seal,

His heart began to beat faster.

He couldn't wait to see the breathing method it would derive!

"Blood Explosion Lock Origin. It sends the blood and qi throughout the body surging to dozens, even a hundred times their usual strength. At a critical moment, burning blood can unleash ten times the combat power. Lock Origin keeps the body's condition at its peak, so even in old age, when one's looks fade, the body won't deteriorate!"

"As for the effects that strengthen the body and improve digestion..."

"The Extreme Seal doesn't say how much they'll improve, but it definitely won't be insignificant!"

"Being immune to a hundred poisons means I can ignore every poison in the world. I won't have to fear being poisoned when I travel the martial world. Doesn't that mean that even if I don't evolve Blessing Meat into Treasure Blood, I can still swallow it without worrying about its toxicity?"

"I just don't know what this wisp of Earth Qi is."

"I hope it won't turn me into a monster..."

Boom!!

Just as Shi Wen was thinking, a gust of force from behind made him instinctively dodge to the side. The wooden table was kicked to pieces on the spot.

"Disable the brat!"

"Kill!"

Several Blood-Tempering Realm men lunged at Shi Wen without a word.

"Who are you? Why did you ambush me?"

Shi Wen turned to size up the three men. They were clearly in the Blood-Tempering Realm, strong and sturdy, with vicious expressions. His face darkened.

He was certain he didn't know any of them, much less have any grudge with them.

"Disable him first. Cut the chatter!"

The tall, burly man in the lead charged first. He leapt into the air, his joints cracking, and brought a leg down at Shi Wen's head like an axe. It was a killing move, direct and without the slightest flourish.

Shi Wen's expression darkened as he dodged the kick.

Thud!

The hardened ground was kicked into a deep pit. Before the man could steady himself, Shi Wen seized him with a counter-grapple. "You've got the wrong person, haven't you?"

"Disable him!" the man cried out.

The two warriors beside him charged without hesitation.

One rolled along the ground, hooking his legs around Shi Wen's knees in a scissor-like twist. It was Black Dragon Twisting Pillar. If the man caught him, he could wrench both legs into several broken pieces!

The other man's fist shot out like an arrow, aimed straight down the centerline, as though he meant to cave in Shi Wen's face with one punch.

After Shi Wen counter-grappled and shoved the burly leader aside, the man didn't retreat. Instead, he spun and kicked at Shi Wen's lower back.

Judging by the force of his earlier kick, which had split the earth like an iron axe, if this one struck someone in the lower back, it could snap them in half!

"Fuck you!"

Shi Wen had been ambushed for no reason, and now his temper flared. He neither dodged nor backed away. He drew in a deep breath, and his chest and upper body swelled several times over. He looked like a Vajra descending upon the world. He poured all his inner breath and a drop of blood qi into one palm. His blood and qi roared like rushing water, while his rich inner breath rumbled like a stream coursing along.

"Taibao Shaking Mountain!"

The sleeve on Shi Wen's arm burst, revealing a blood-red, corded arm. Its surface gleamed like rusted iron, and its huge palm swept forward like steel.

His terrifying force and the strength of his whole body converged in his palm.

It slammed into the chest of the leader, the man who specialized in kicks.

The man sensed danger closing in, and his scalp prickled. But he couldn't pull back from his twisting leap and kick.

He could only take the blow head-on with his body.

Boom!!

The deafening impact echoed in countless ears.

The warrior took the palm strike to the chest and was blown apart on the spot. Fragments, blood, and entrails flew everywhere, while his head dropped into the large pot used to boil tea.

His death was a ghastly sight!!

Thud, thud, thud...

The man on the ground scissored his legs around Shi Wen's, but couldn't budge those thin, bamboo-like legs.

They were like iron trees with roots spread deep, standing firm and unshaken.

The man on the ground twisted with all his might, but it felt as though his own legs were about to break!

At the same time, the man with the straight punch struck Shi Wen on the bridge of the nose, only to fracture his own fist!!

The sight of such a young man having trained his body to this degree—

Even his handsome face was as hard as stone!!!

Silence!

A silence like death!!!

All along the street, countless people stared at the scene in shock and fear.

The man who favored straight punches met Shi Wen's calm eyes, which held an icy chill. His hair stood on end, and he turned to run.

"Die!"

Shi Wen roared like a tiger or bear.

His arms swelled several times over. With the sturdy build of a tiger or bear, he used Embracing Sun and Moon to crush the warrior in half!

The entrails and organs on the ground still twitched.

Both halves of the corpse kept convulsing and writhing!!

Terror and shock filled the man's eyes. Then, beneath a flicker of regret, they gradually dimmed.

At that moment, the short, thin man on the ground was still frozen in his scissoring pose. He shuddered in horror. "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! We got the wrong person, we got the wrong person!"

The intelligence was wrong!!!!

The intelligence was wrong!!

The disciple from the Fist Academy who came to tip them off had said that this man had only just tempered a wisp of blood qi. He'd be easy to handle.

That was why they'd planned to use him to make an example!

Who could have guessed that in less than ten breaths, three of them would come—and two would die at this man's hands???

Their operation had sent out three warriors at the peak of the Blood-Tempering Realm. They'd wanted to make a name for themselves in Black Cloud County by killing an unconnected warrior, then absorb the scattered Boat Gangs and black gangs into their own ranks, so they could rake in more money here.

But who could have known?

The three brothers could briefly contend with even Blood-Coagulation Realm warriors, and had even managed to kill one through underhanded means.

Yet today, this brat had crushed them as easily as dry weeds and rotten wood?

This man absolutely wasn't merely in the Blood-Tempering Realm!!!!

Could he be a martial expert on the verge of reaching the Origin Blood Realm?!

"Heh, so you got the wrong person."

Shi Wen smiled, but his movements were vicious.

He lifted the peak Blood-Tempering Realm warrior with one hand, as if picking up a chick, and twisted his bones and tendons.

In an instant, he snapped the man's arms and legs.

Shi Wen quickly looted the two mangled corpses, then turned to leave this unwelcome place.

Suddenly, he noticed the fear in the onlookers' eyes and the wreckage inside the teahouse.

Shi Wen turned and tossed a piece of silver to the tea stall owner. "That's for the damage. If anyone dares take it from you, I'll talk some sense into them."

With that,

Shi Wen walked away, carrying the man with broken limbs as if he were a chick.

The street was packed with people watching the spectacle, but the moment Shi Wen started toward them, the crowd parted, leaving a wide-open path!

Even the constables patrolling the area stood dumbfounded.

Not one of them dared to stop him.

Gang enforcers who prided themselves on their ferocity, warriors drinking upstairs in restaurants, and some Fist Academy disciples passing by all watched the departing figure with solemn faces, as though he were a tiger.

Suddenly,

A figure in official robes stepped forward and called out, "Ahem, brother, I'm Zhou Hongzhi, a disciple of Yang Pengyuan of the Form-Intention Fist. I also serve the authorities as the Capital Office Envoy patrolling this street. Could I ask you to wait a moment?"

"I'd like to hear what happened."