"This fruit is delicious, but it causes extreme internal heat after eating; we must find a way to counteract it."
After consuming some Blood Bodhi, Duan Lang felt unbearably hot and had to stop his greedy behavior.
With nothing else to do, he could only wander around the cave, and soon came across a skeleton chained up with iron chains.
"There's still someone locked inside this cave; it seems someone must have been here before."
Duan Lang's personality wouldn't allow him to show the same respect for a skeleton as Nie Feng.
He stepped forward and examined the skeleton, then used his sword sheath to part the dense weeds, revealing the writing beside the bones.
As he read through them one by one, a smile crept onto Duan Lang's lips. Only after he had finished reading them all did he let out a cold laugh.
"So it was Nie Feng's ancestor who trapped himself here. No wonder it was someone else."
"However, the story of the Qilin seems to be true, and the Qilin Mad Blood mentioned above looks like it should be a good thing."
Having discovered the writings left behind by Nie Ying, Duan Lang felt an even greater longing for the Qilin.
After searching for a while longer, he found the Six Secrets of Aohan on the wall.
Looking at the family martial arts passed down in the Nie Feng family, Duan Lang couldn't help but laugh out loud:
"It seems that those who obtain the system are truly favored by heaven and earth; today is my lucky day."
" Nie Feng Nie Feng, so what if you've caught the eye of Xiongba? I, Duan Lang, not only surpass you, but I can also find all the martial arts treasures passed down in your family."
Duan Lang had always harbored resentment towards Xiongba for choosing Wind and Cloud over him that day. Although the system later allowed him to shine and surpass the two of them, he still felt a sense of unease.
At this moment, after witnessing the Nie family's ultimate technique, the Six Secrets of Aohan, Duan Lang's resentment dissipated.
Duan Lang, naturally, would not let go of any good martial arts skills, and he concentrated on memorizing all the details of the Six Secrets of Aohan.
Although he can't practice it for the time being due to conflicting attributes, learning more about a profound martial art will benefit his Martial Dao skills.
After memorizing the Six Secrets of Aohan, Duan Lang drew his sword and slashed, destroying the marks on the wall along with the words left by Nie Ying.
"Let the secrets of this place be buried after me; no one else will ever enjoy the same adventure as me."
This is Duan Lang —ruthless and heartless; once he has something, he will never let anyone else have it.
Not only that, before reaching the vines bearing the Blood Bodhi, Duan Lang gritted his teeth and picked all the growing fruits at once, then cut the vines off with a few strokes.
This kind of wondrous treasure of nature is more likely to bring benefits than martial arts, and he would absolutely never allow a second person to enjoy such convenience.
After doing all this, Duan Lang once again ventured deep into Lingyun Cave to continue searching for the Fire Qilin.
Unbeknownst to Duan Lang, a dark hole appeared in the ground, and specks of Blood Bodhi vines with roots fell into it.
Meanwhile, traces of Japanese pirates have recently begun to appear in large numbers in villages and towns along the Central Plains, and many villagers have suffered terrible fates.
Some martial arts practitioners sensed something was amiss, but before they could spread the word, they were murdered.
On this day, a short-haired wandering swordsman, carrying a sword and a saber, came to wait on the East Sea coast.
Before long, several large ships appeared on the coastline, and the swordsman silently watched as the ships anchored not far from him.
"Haha, thank you for waiting here, Brother Po Jun. You must have been getting impatient."
A bold voice rang out, and then Jue Wushen floated through the air from the boat, arriving on the shore in the blink of an eye.
The man on the shore was Wuming Wuming's senior brother, Po Jun. In order to defeat Wuming, he traveled across the ocean to Dongying to seek instruction from Jue Wushen on the " Kill, Break, Wolf " Isshiki, thus becoming acquainted with Jue Wushen.
According to the original plot, he should still be practicing martial arts in Dongying, but now he has been sent back to the Central Plains because of Jue Wushen's plan.
During this period, the situation in the Central Plains martial arts world was turbulent. As the outpost of the Jue Wushen, he had already gathered a lot of information for the Godless Palace's invasion of the Central Plains.
"I just arrived too. The Palace Master only brought a few ships; he underestimates the martial arts world of the Central Plains."
Po Jun looked at the warships on the sea. In just four or five days, they could only carry a few hundred people at most. Even if they were all martial arts masters, what could they do to the Central Plains martial arts world?
It's important to understand that the martial arts world of the Central Plains is not a small place like Dongying. Sending so many people into it is as insignificant as dropping a drop of ink into the ocean.
"Haha, Brother Po Jun, don't worry, these are all secret weapons. It's not about quantity, but about effectiveness."
Jue Wushen smiled mysteriously and said nothing more.
Instead, after glancing left and right at the distant, towering mountains, his eyes filled with greedy inquiry:
"What news did you gather in the Central Plains? Your junior brother, Wuming..."
"I haven't heard from him. He's gone into seclusion. I've searched for him for a long time but haven't found any trace of him. But isn't the Palace Master confident in his mastery of divine skills? Could he really be afraid of my junior brother?"
Po Jun looked at Jue Wushen with a hint of mockery.
The legendary martial arts master Wuming's fame wasn't built on hype, but on hard work and real achievements.
Dongying has coveted the Central Plains for quite some time, but the Central Plains is a vast and resource-rich land, teeming with talented individuals who have dominated the world in every generation.
The Wuming martial arts legend of this generation is the benchmark of the Central Plains martial arts world. With him around, Dongying has been able to only plot for so many years.
There had been some attempts to probe before, and even Jue Wushen had once tried to violate him, but Wuming had always fought back and even killed many Dongying fighters from Japan.
If it weren't for a miraculous encounter, the Jue Wushen would never have dared to attack at this time.
According to the timeline, his invasion occurred almost ten years earlier than the second invasion in the original storyline.
"I'm not afraid of your junior brother. Now that I've mastered my skills, I'm confident I can fight against even the most renowned martial arts masters of the Central Plains, let alone an Wuming."
"Po Jun, I sent you to the Central Plains to gather information, and this is how you try to fool me?"
At this point, Jue Wushen's expression immediately turned cold.
The kind of person he is, he'll be like a brother to you when you're useful, but if you're no longer useful, he'll turn on you in a heartbeat.
A vast and domineering fist force emanated from Jue Wushen, pressing straight towards Po Jun.
Po Jun's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, but he spoke as if he had been prepared:
"There's no news about my junior brother, but there's plenty of information about his personal disciples. Wouldn't the Palace Master like to hear about it?"
"Oh? Haha, Brother Po Jun, you really love keeping people in suspense. Why didn't you say so earlier?"
The aura of Jue Wushen came and went quickly; as if he hadn't been angry at all, he resumed his smiling face.
Even if we can't find Wuming, news of his personal disciples is just as good.
A personal disciple is practically like a son; I bet if they dealt with the other party, Wuming would still be able to hold back and not come out.
Once the Wuming is dealt with, no one in the vast Central Plains martial arts world will be able to stop his conquest.