But now, that blind fool Liu Changqing had ruined everything!
His whole "bone-dismantling craft" had been exposed. Who would be stupid enough to come hand him money now?
Was he supposed to just leave?
That would be one hell of a fucking loss!
No. Absolutely not!
When Chun Xiaobai did business, taking a loss had never been an option!
He had risked his life and gone to all that trouble to sneak into the Outer Sect. If he slunk away without making back enough, where would that leave his dignity as the chief of Black Wind Stronghold?!
"Looks like I'll have to take the initiative... and pull off one big job."
Chun Xiaobai's eyes darted as he turned to peer through the shattered wall of the Cultivation Room at the fat man and slender woman in the pavilion outside.
His eyes darted again, and a plan instantly sprang to mind.
But he was in no hurry. First, he blocked up the gaps he had blasted open earlier. Then, with a thought, he entered the Divine Altar again.
He was planning one last big job.
This time, he had to learn a supreme technique suited to a dark, windy night.
Chun Xiaobai scanned the walls. There were plenty of fist techniques and footwork techniques, but they all had too many moves and steps.
Judging by how long it had taken him to learn the Heaven-Rending Hand and Heaven-Treading Steps last time, he would most likely get kicked out before he finished.
After some thought, he walked up to a finger technique.
This technique had only three finger strikes.
Chun Xiaobai immediately copied the first illustration, extending his right hand with his index and middle fingers pressed together, then pointing into the distance-Heaven-Sealing Finger, first level!
Just as before, the essentials of