Martial Path: My Cultivation Arts Can Max Out with One Click
Chapter 30

Tracking Down the Source of the White Ghost Souls!

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Wei Fan returned home and hurried into his bedroom.

He first picked up "Tiger's Fierce Fist" and read through it carefully. After roughly the time it took to burn one incense stick, he successfully had the system record it.

He then spent another two incense sticks' worth of time having "Chasing Wind Nine Steps" recognized as well.

Afterward, Wei Fan summoned the panel.

"System, add points!"

After carefully reading through "Tiger's Fierce Fist" and "Chasing Wind Nine Steps," he immediately summoned the system panel.

Name: Wei Fan Cultivation Art: "Tiger's Breath Art" True Intent Level True Intent State: Special effects, Infinite Strength, Tiger's Might. "Iron Ridge Art" True Intent Extreme True Intent State: Special effects, Immovable as a Ridge, Counter Shock, Counter Injury. "Three Yuan Battle Art" True Intent Level True Intent State: Special effect, twelvefold strength amplification. "Silver Light Saber Art" Entering the Hall and Entering the Room (Upgradeable) "Qi Explosion Fist" (Not Yet Initiated) "Tiger's Fierce Fist" (Not Yet Initiated) "Chasing Wind Nine Steps" (Not Yet Initiated) Energy: 10

"Raise 'Chasing Wind Nine Steps' to the maximum level!" Wei Fan said without hesitation.

His strength and defense were now both formidable. The only thing he lacked was speed.

"Ding! Ten Energy consumed. 'Chasing Wind Nine Steps' has reached the fourth level!"

As soon as the words fell, an understanding of "Chasing Wind Nine Steps" appeared out of thin air in Wei Fan's mind, and he felt his body grow much lighter.

"I wonder just how fast I am now?" Wei Fan murmured.

Wei Fan walked into the courtyard, where several fruit trees had been planted.

After thinking for a moment, Wei Fan lifted his foot and stomped the ground, sending leaves rustling down from the trees.

Then Wei Fan turned into an afterimage, darting, shifting, and leaping beneath the trees.

Every leaf scattered around him was caught precisely by Wei Fan; not a single one fell to the ground.

"My speed has increased threefold. If I encounter a White Ghost Soul again, it definitely won't get away!"

As he spoke, Wei Fan crushed the fallen leaves in his hand into powder.

Before long, the setting sun sank westward, and darkness surged over from the horizon like a tide.

A straight-backed figure stood atop the roof of the South District station. It was Wei Fan.

After becoming Vice Captain, he no longer needed to patrol. He only needed to remain at the station and provide aid.

The station rooftop also commanded a broad view, overlooking nearly half of Wushan Village.

Wei Fan gazed calmly into the distance and waited in silence.

The surroundings were quiet, and the night grew deeper.

The villagers shut their doors and barred their homes, while the waning moon hid behind dark clouds as well.

Pfft!

The torchlight atop the wall flickered.

A white figure appeared in the Outer Circle, wandering between thatched cottages like a drifting soul.

Wei Fan stared at it from afar, a smile curling across his lips.

"I've finally caught you, you little bastard!"

Whoosh!

The next second, Wei Fan vanished from the rooftop and slipped into the thick darkness.

Looking at the White Ghost Soul wandering in the distance, Wei Fan did not rush to strike.

With his current strength, killing a White Ghost Level monster was as easy as chopping vegetables.

But tonight, Wei Fan intended to track down the mastermind behind it, so he did not immediately strike and deal with the White Ghost Soul.

With a thought, Wei Fan entered the True Intent: Tiger's Breath state.

Roar!

A tiger's roar echoed from somewhere unseen.

The wandering White Ghost Soul in the distance seemed to sense something. Its body paused, then it turned and fled.

"I'd like to see just who's behind this, playing gods and ghosts!" Wei Fan narrowed his eyes and gave chase.

Though the White Ghost Soul was incredibly fast, Wei Fan, having mastered "Chasing Wind Nine Steps," was even faster.

In the blink of an eye, Wei Fan had chased it into the Inner Circle.

After circling around once, the White Ghost Soul actually ran back toward the Outer Circle.

But this time, it headed for the Outer Circle of the North District, in the exact opposite direction from Wei Fan's South District station.

"It even knows how to move around and commit crimes?" Wei Fan sneered inwardly.

Had he not increased his speed, he most likely would not have been able to catch this White Ghost Soul. But tonight, even if it grew wings, it could not escape.

Roar!

Wei Fan used True Intent: Tiger's Breath again, frightening the White Ghost Soul into retreat.

One chased while the other fled, and the White Ghost Soul returned to the Inner Circle once more. This time, however, it went to a residence within Zhu Mansion.

"This is...?" Even Wei Fan was somewhat puzzled.

Without giving it much thought, Wei Fan waited for the White Ghost Soul to enter, then slipped inside as well.

The tall courtyard walls were as level ground to Wei Fan. Using the shadows and trees to conceal himself, he made his way inside without alerting anyone.

After watching the White Ghost Soul enter a room, it vanished completely.

Wei Fan crept over along the base of the wall. Warm firelight shone through the window of that room, and a peculiar scent faintly lingered in the air.

Wei Fan leaped onto the roof, lifted a tile, and looked down.

Buzzz!

The room was extremely spacious. A pill furnace stood in the center, and the rich fragrance was emanating from it.

A gaunt, shriveled figure sat cross-legged nearby, eyes fixed intently on the pill furnace.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Fierce flames roasted it from beneath. Under the high heat and pressure, the lid of the pill furnace was constantly forced upward, and trails of smoke rose from within, transforming into translucent soul forms.

Looking closely, one would discover that these soul forms were all desperately squeezing forward, trying to break free.

Yet the pill furnace seemed to possess invisible hands that held them tightly imprisoned, pressing them back down bit by bit.

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