Let You Practice Life Skills, You Grind to Become a God - Part 18

New level, new talent.

A large amount of information turned into smoke and merged into Qin An's body.

Qin An clenched his fist, only feeling surges of power emerging from it.

His physique hadn't changed, but his Qi could slowly strengthen his own power.

"Mountain-Lifting Fist."

Without a word, Qin An began to practice the moves of the Mountain-Lifting Fist.

The Blacksmith's talent description was incredibly simple. Qin An hadn't gambled wrongly this time; it truly fit perfectly with the Mountain-Lifting Fist.

The light from the furnace shone into the room, making Qin An's body appear and disappear.

Qin An swung his fists, and the Qi within him surged like a raging tide.

The Mountain-Lifting Fist moves were simple and unadorned.

But each move, each stance, used Qi to temper his own strength.

Blood Essence continuously boiled, and the boiling Blood Essence rapidly transformed into strength. Although each punch was simple, it was accompanied by bursts of explosive sounds.

The smoke twisted, and lines of text appeared before Qin An's eyes.

[You are cultivating the Mountain-Lifting Fist, activating the Qi Concealment Realm strength-type Cultivation Method Mastery talent]

[Mountain-Lifting Fist: Mastered]

As the text formed, phantoms appeared before Qin An's eyes.

The phantoms danced with their fists, emitting sounds like dragon roars.

A moment later, the phantoms disappeared, and Qin An had completely mastered the Mountain-Lifting Fist.

The Blood Essence previously stored by the Blood Crystals was entirely used on the Mountain-Lifting Fist.

It was precisely because of this Blood Essence that Qin An didn't suffer any depletion. Otherwise, Qin An might not have been able to withstand the Blood Essence consumed by the Mountain-Lifting Fist.

The so-called Mountain-Lifting Fist: its power can lift mountains.

Qin An casually threw a punch, his muscles bulging, capable of exerting a thousand jin of force.

When this thousand jin of force was unleashed with the punch, its power, breaking through with a focused point, was comparable to the Wind-Splitting Blade Technique.

[Qin An]

[Cultivation Method: Cold Source Cultivation Method (Mastered)]

[Cultivation Techniques: Wind-Splitting Blade Technique (Mastered), Mountain-Lifting Fist (Mastered)]

[Talents: Qi Concealment Realm blade-type Cultivation Method Mastery, Qi Concealment Realm Cultivation Method Comprehension, Qi Concealment Realm strength-type Cultivation Method Mastery]

Before his eyes, the smoke dissipated.

Qin An retracted his fists, sheathed the dagger at his waist, and walked outside the door.

The moonlight was like clear water, casting a silver glow.

"Let's see what the Yamen is up to tomorrow morning."

With the Mountain-Lifting Fist, Qin An felt much more at ease and walked towards his room.

As for whether his next step would be to unlock a new profession or cultivate his old ones, Qin An didn't think about it for now.

He would deal with tomorrow's matters first.

The next day.

Captain Zheng, along with about ten constables, all geared up, arrived at Qin An's location.

Today was the day to depart, and Captain Zheng was more eager than anyone.

He knew the Eagle Demon of Flying Cloud Gorge had already laid an ambush, waiting for him to lure Qin An out.

The door to the room was closed. Captain Zheng gave a look to a nearby constable.

The constable gave a wry smile and stepped forward to knock lightly on the door.

After a sound of footsteps came from inside the room, the constable quickly retreated more than two zhang away, as if there were a ferocious beast inside.

Qin An opened the door, his expression calm as he said, "Let's go."

No unnecessary words, no expression.

After saying this, Qin An lifted his foot and walked outside.

Seeing this, Captain Zheng tightened his grip on his saber hilt, sneering inwardly, "Enjoy your arrogance for a while longer. Once we reach the Eagle Demon's location, I will personally watch you get skinned and have your tendons pulled out."

He felt anger but dared not show it.

He merely fantasized about Qin An being devoured by the Eagle Demon, which made him feel considerably better.

"Depart!"

The constables followed Captain Zheng out of Ding County.

Outside Ding County lay a plain with flourishing wild grass, known as the Wild Prairie.

This was a name given by the common folk, naturally not an elegant one. It was enough for people to know what place it referred to.

Qin An and Captain Zheng walked for about half an hour before stopping.

Not far ahead, an anomaly occurred.

At the edge of the Wild Prairie, several demonic creatures were carrying a carriage, slowly approaching.

The demonic creatures were two zhang tall, their bodies covered in feathers like iron spikes.

Though they had human bodies, their heads were those of eagle birds.

Especially their sharp beaks, like iron hooks, glinted in the sunlight.

The leading Eagle Demon wore silk and held a wine pot, smacking its lips as it drank.

What poured from the wine pot was not fine wine, but foul-smelling blood.

Captain Zheng felt Qin An's gaze and shivered. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Qin An slowly said, "I thought you would at least pretend to be more convincing. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Captain Zheng shivered, feeling as if he were being stared at by a wild beast.

He knew Qin An understood everything and immediately led his constables, fleeing in a panic towards the Eagle Demons, shouting, "Eighth Master Eagle, save me!"

The leading Eagle Demon put down its wine pot, a cold smile on its lips.

Qin An did not stop Captain Zheng from fleeing but met the Eagle Demon's gaze.

Until Captain Zheng reached them.

The Eagle Demon spoke slowly, a hint of coldness in its eyes, "You're late today. We caught a spy hiding among the common folk. Fortunately, we caught him. Those common folk were made into wine by Eighth Master. The spy will be kept to be enjoyed with this person."

As the words fell, over a dozen Eagle Demons rummaged inside the carriage, and a man covered in blood, with a small mustache, was brought out.

The man was still conscious, cursing, "Feathered beasts, if you have the guts, give me a quick death!"

Captain Zheng's heart filled with confusion at the sight.

Eighth Master Eagle kicked Captain Zheng in the chest and said coldly, "What is that Wang fellow doing? He doesn't even know there's an undercover agent from the Evil Extermination Division in the county town. Fortunately, they didn't escape, otherwise, Ding County would have been leveled by the Evil Extermination Division."

Captain Zheng was slightly stunned.

At this moment, the man who had been shouting saw Qin An and froze as if carved from wood.

"Old Qin, you've been caught too?"

Chen Chun rubbed his eyes, looking at Qin An standing in the open space, various thoughts surfacing in his mind.

Then, these thoughts tangled, converging into a sense of helplessness.

"Heaven wants me dead!"

After leaving Ding County, he had hidden among the common folk. He watched as they left Ding County, never expecting to be captured by the Eagle Demons.

Knowing he had only a slim chance of survival, Chen Chun's heart grew dark. But thinking he might be able to use Qin An as a fallback, he planned to play along with the Eagle Demons and find an opportunity to escape.

He never expected Qin An to be here as well.

Now, his fallback plan was completely cut off.

Eighth Master Eagle took in Chen Chun's expression, drained the blood from his cup, and drew the large ring-saber from his waist. "He is your fallback?"

Chen Chun did not answer, remaining silent.

Eighth Master Eagle pointed at Qin An, his eyes as dark as water. "Hey, kid, hand over the evidence. If Eighth Master makes you into fine wine, I'll make sure you suffer less."

The other Eagle Demons, seeing this, roared in unison.