Making You Train Life Skills, You Grinded Your Way to a Divine Profession — Section 12

Especially the cloth in Chen Chun's hand, which he chose to turn a blind eye to.

Chen Chun's mustache twitched as he said, "My identity has been exposed. Though the Pig Demon is a demon, all demons in this world hate the Evil Extermination Division. They must be plotting to make sure I do not leave alive. I will set out tonight. If I die, this evidence will still remain in your hands."

"Just consider it doing me a favor. It will benefit you too."

Qin An still did not move.

Taking that piece of cloth meant stepping into muddy waters.

He would not touch it lightly, because his foremost goal was to stay alive.

Chen Chun said helplessly, "Qin An, do you think you are safe right now?"

"The Pig Demon is dead. There are no walls in the world that do not leak wind. In other words, if they truly trace it back to you, what will you do?"

"The Yamen colluding with demons is already an established fact. They will not tolerate someone like you. They have a hundred ways to harm you. Can you take up your blade and kill the people of the Yamen?"

"Help me, and the Evil Extermination Division will cut out this tumor. Then you will be safe as well."

Listening to Chen Chun's words one after another, Qin An sank into thought.

After a long while, he took the cloth into his hands.

After analyzing the matter just now, he had already understood what Chen Chun meant.

The Yamen of Ding County had already become thick as thieves with the demons, and the situation had stabilized.

If someone like him appeared in Ding County, he would become an unstable factor in this situation.

No matter how strong he was, the first thing the Yamen would do was kick him out.

As for how to kick him out, the Yamen had plenty of methods.

Could he take up his blade and directly chop off the Magistrate's head?

No. Once he did that, he truly would have no road left to walk.

And now, Chen Chun was the path that could solve this problem.

If the Evil Extermination Division intervened and the Yamen was investigated and sealed, he would completely rid himself of future worries.

Seeing Qin An put away the cloth, Chen Chun let out a breath of relief.

The reason he had been willing to give it to Qin An was because he had seen Qin An's extraordinary qualities.

Among the people he could trust now, Qin An was the only one.

Chen Chun stood up and limped toward the door.

Qin An asked, "Leaving now?"

Chen Chun nodded. "There is no time to rest. I am afraid the demons will come looking for me."

Watching Chen Chun reach the doorway, Qin An calmly asked, "Does the Evil Extermination Division pay that well?"

He always felt Chen Chun was being far too desperate.

His injuries had not even fully healed, yet he was heading for Ling Prefecture at such a time. It was likely to be a journey with more danger than hope.

Chen Chun froze slightly. Understanding Qin An's meaning, his gaze gradually cleared. "In another year, I can cast aside my identity as an Undercover Agent and enter the Evil Extermination Division."

"The world is in turmoil, and cultivation methods are hard to find. Sect forces treasure them like jewels. Even if you join one, you must spend a great deal of effort. I am old, and I cannot wait."

"The Evil Extermination Division is quite good. As long as you risk your life, you can obtain what you want. Once you obtain it, risking your life again will also let you live a little longer."

Qin An fell into thought.

Chen Chun smiled. "Old Qin, want to join the Evil Extermination Division? They have both inner cultivation methods and martial arts techniques."

Qin An shook his head. "Not for now."

The Evil Extermination Division was too far away. He still wanted to settle the immediate crisis first.

Chen Chun said nothing more. Suddenly recalling something, he rummaged in his robes for a moment and handed over a book. "This is for you."

Qin An took it and saw a line of words written on its cover.

"Mountain-Lifting Fist"

The dim oil lamp cast its light over the title.

This was a martial arts technique, like the Wind-Splitting Blade Technique.

Chen Chun stroked his mustache with his index finger. "The inner cultivation method belongs to the Evil Extermination Division. Giving it to you would only harm you. This book can be found everywhere in Ling Prefecture, so consider it a token of goodwill. Afterward, I will reward you handsomely."

Qin An weighed the book in his hand. "Martial arts techniques are as precious as treasures. Why can this one be found everywhere?"

Though martial arts techniques belonged to the path of technique, they were incomparably important in battle and could turn the tide of a fight.

Yet Chen Chun said it could be found everywhere. Qin An felt there was something fishy about it.

Chen Chun shook his head. "Mountain-Lifting Fist has restrictions. You will understand once you read it. The force that created Mountain-Lifting Fist declined with each passing day because of those restrictions and has now become a name without substance. Still, if you practice it casually, you will always gain some improvement."

Qin An pondered for a moment but did not open it to inspect it.

Chen Chun said no more and turned to leave.

Though this trip was dangerous, as an Undercover Agent, this was something he had to do.

Once Chen Chun's figure vanished into the distance, Qin An closed the door and opened Mountain-Lifting Fist.

With the oil lamp's light and the Scholar Profession's bonus, Qin An memorized the entirety of Mountain-Lifting Fist in the time it took for an incense stick to burn.

After reading it, Qin An had only one thought.

Bullshit.

The so-called restriction of Mountain-Lifting Fist was that it had to be endured through sheer grinding.

One had to use qi to continuously temper the qi and blood throughout one's body, eventually turning it into power hidden within both fists.

The greater the power, the more peerless the might of Mountain-Lifting Fist.

But the more time it required.

Thirty years of bitter training in Mountain-Lifting Fist would grant the strength of a thousand jin, leaving few rivals in the same realm.

Thirty years of bitter training in any other technique would let one directly enter the next realm, then turn around and beat down those who cultivated Mountain-Lifting Fist.

Cultivating Mountain-Lifting Fist was all about suffering for suffering's sake.

"Forget it for now."

Following his usual practice, Qin An placed Mountain-Lifting Fist into the brazier after memorizing it.

Only after Mountain-Lifting Fist had burned to ashes did he lie down on the bed and consider the next Profession he would unlock.

The Yamen.

Clerk Wang carefully served a cup of hot tea and placed it beside an old man.

The old man had a head of white hair and a face full of wrinkles. A pitch-black eyepatch covered his left eye.

After Clerk Wang served the tea, the old man gave a cold snort, nearly making Clerk Wang spill it.

"Sect Leader Liu, give me some time. I will certainly find your sect's disciple," Clerk Wang said with his head lowered.

Sect Leader Liu looked down at Clerk Wang and swept him a glance. "It does not matter if someone dies in the martial world. The important thing is that he was carrying our sect's inner cultivation method. You should know how important an inner cultivation method is."

Clerk Wang hurriedly nodded. "Rest assured, rest assured. Captain Zheng, from now on, investigate the disappearance of the River Blade Sect disciple first."

Captain Zheng hesitated. "But what should we do about the Pig Demon?"

Clerk Wang smashed the teacup to the ground and roared, "Did you not understand? Can you not tell what is more important? The River Blade Sect is one of our own. Handle the River Blade Sect's matter first."

Captain Zheng lowered his head. "This subordinate obeys."

Clerk Wang looked toward Sect Leader Liu and said fawningly, "Rest assured, Sect Leader. I will certainly give you an explanation, and the lost inner cultivation method will be recovered as well."

Sect Leader Liu sneered, flicked his sleeve, and rose. "In that case, this Sect Leader will leave first. Remember, I want this done quickly. Otherwise, I will go and have a proper talk with your Magistrate."

The sound of a door slamming rang out as Sect Leader Liu strode away.

Clerk Wang spat. "A dog borrowing a man's power. If your daughter had not married into a force in Ling Prefecture, would you dare act so presumptuously before me?"

Captain Zheng took in Clerk Wang's expression but did not dare say a word.

Sect Leader Liu dared to be so overbearing solely because his daughter had married into a force in Ling Prefecture.

Though she was merely a concubine, she was still someone beyond reach for Ding County.

Captain Zheng knew that Clerk Wang's anger just now had been put on for Sect Leader Liu to see. Now that Sect Leader Liu had left, he quietly asked,

"My lord, how should we handle the Pig Demon matter?"

Clerk Wang came back to his senses and clenched his fists. "Those eagle brats at Flying Cloud Gorge said they would help, but they have never acted. They are waiting for me to offer tribute. But quite a few people died not long ago. If more die, I fear things will be hard to contain."

Captain Zheng hesitated. "Should we go to war with the Pig Demon? There are more than five hundred men in the Yamen barracks. We would not lose."

Clerk Wang slapped Captain Zheng across the face. "Do not say that again."

Captain Zheng felt the world spin around him. He hurriedly clasped his fists and said not a word.