The Kidney Jade Holder

[Longhua Precious Jade): A transformation of the spleen of practitioners of the Dragon Flower Dharma Lineage.]

Characteristics: The spleen belongs to the earth element and has the functions of transportation, transformation, and storage, as well as the ability to eliminate the old and welcome the new, and purify the blood.

It can absorb toxic substances, store them within the body, and blend them into several unique and potent poisons with effects such as hallucination, truth-revealing, military aggression, and subjugation, which are then released externally with each breath.

The moon was bright and the stars were few; the sports car was parked outside an office building.

Chu Tianshu was the only one in the car, so he had a chance to check his token.

The materials obtained from slaying the two Jade Evil Spirit all seem quite useful.

In terms of strength, the Evil Spirit on Zhu Heng's body should be no weaker than the Gold-Swallowing Beast Face on the old eunuch back then.

With the two Evil Spirit of the precious jade combined, they can satisfy another deduction.

However, this is only the minimum standard for the extrapolation.

After weighing the options, Chu Tianshu decided to use it now.

However, there was no boxing manual used to deduce the style of "Storming Shaolin".

Instead, they further refined and optimized "Toad Art Palm Thunder".

The Golden Toad Sect Taiji Fist still has great potential. In the last analysis, the Evil Spirit used was biased towards the metal element.

This time, Chu Tianshu decided to focus on the earth element of the spleen, mix the Evil Spirit of the two precious jade pieces, and then proceed with the deduction.

It can store toxins in the body and reconcile them into new toxicity; if this were applied to martial arts...

Could the final result be that one can temper their internal organs by consuming poison?

[... The simulation has been completed.]

"Toad Art Palm Thunder": The intention emanates from the five internal organs, as swift as thunder; the toad's cry is the first of the four seasons.

Humans live between heaven and earth, and their inner and outer selves correspond to each other. If you wish for inner power to be like thunder, you must use external thunder to penetrate your body.

Lightning strikes the earth, creating fertile soil. The spleen, as the primary element, guides the internal organs, collecting and transforming them. With the power of lightning, the decay of the blood in the internal organs is removed, allowing for transformation and renewal.

This method can lead to quick success and immediate gains.

After reaching its full potential, one's vitality is abundant and irresistible, but attracting lightning into the body is extremely dangerous. Be careful, be very careful!

Hiss!

Is this a suggestion that I should get struck by lightning?

Chu Tianshu carefully considered the new training method that had appeared in his mind.

This training method is even more extreme than the "eating poison to train internal organs" that I had previously imagined.

He could roughly recall the origin of this training method.

In the Golden Toad Sect Taiji Fist, there is a story of an ancient Daoist priest living on Mount Wudang who saw the spectacular sight of the Thunder and Fire Refining Gold Hall. When he approached the hall, he felt a tingling sensation all over his body and his hair was slightly lifted. He then wanted to use this to practice his skills.

They devised a unique breathing method for this purpose, but found that practicing it inside the hall was too ineffective.

A few unruly individuals attached an iron chain to the roof of the palace and practiced their martial arts while gripping the chain during thunderstorms.

The results were predictable.

Several charred corpses appeared on Mount Wudang.

Later, this "Rapid Attainment Art" breathing method simply became a means of regulating one's mood, and no one went looking for death anymore.

Now, after the token's deduction and optimization, this method is definitely much more effective than the original.

But Chu Tianshu still didn't want to lift an iron bar during a thunderstorm to test his electrical resistance.

What exactly is the difference between lightning strikes and household electricity?

Chu Tianshu pondered, "Wouldn't it be similar to just buy a set of power control equipment for my training, and even safer?"

The infrared sensor door on the other side of the building opened automatically.

Fang Jun walked to the door, where a doctor with a high ponytail wearing a mask hugged him and waved goodbye.

This is the office building of the Macau Special Investigation Bureau. Most people are out on business, leaving only guards and logistics staff inside.

Kong Wenju is to be escorted here. Zhu Heng's body and the backpack containing the antiques will both be inspected.

Chu Tianshu had taken a look around inside before and found the decor to be exceptionally simple.

The testing process is carried out by a bunch of impressive-sounding machines, which takes a lot of time. I was really bored, so I came out for some fresh air.

What happened just now was quite interesting.

Chu Tianshu leaned back in his car seat and chuckled, teasing, "That doctor, isn't his surname Jiang? Oh, you two seem to know each other well?"

"You should call her Doctor; we're still friends."

Fang Jun didn't mince words, smiled happily, and held up the bag in his hand, "The items in the bag have all been tested, and they're basically free of any toxins."

"Your book can finally be returned to its rightful owner."

Chu Tianshu lost his joking mood and carefully took the book.

"Let me take a look."

Chu Tianshu gently turned the pages; they were all intact.

As for the handwriting, because there were so many annotations, the text was filled with small characters, making it appear somewhat messy.

Chu Tianshu initially came all the way to Macau specifically for this book, and now that it has been returned intact, he feels much more at ease.

Fang Jun said, "Judging from the cover of this book, it's some kind of cultivation manual, right? Aren't you keeping an eye on it? Are you really that careless?"

"The book's lineage isn't very high-level. Unless you start learning witch medicine from scratch, it's not very useful. Besides, my grandfather sold a copy to the Special Investigation Bureau back in the day. If you study it, your superiors will come after you to collect the money."

Chu Tianshu turned to the last page of the manual, his fingertips lightly brushing over the small blue annotations.

Those were his grandfather's insights, written down using silver needles dipped in his own medicinal juice, following the tradition of his predecessors.

"For me, what matters is the book itself, not the legacy it contains."

Fang Jun nodded. "I've already reported the changes in the case. As expected, I'm still in charge. But you only came for the book, and the matter is considered closed. Do you want to withdraw from the investigation?"

He seemed to remember something, and added something else.

"As a consultant, you'll receive a bonus for your contributions, but there's a process involved, so it'll probably take a while before the money is deposited into your account."

Chu Tianshu closed the book and pondered for a moment.

"To be honest, I really dislike Evil Spirit. If there's a reward for killing them, I'd be happy to be the vanguard."

Chu Tianshu clenched his fist, making a spirited gesture, and said with a smile, "Since there's a lead, I'd like to investigate further."

"However, I don't feel particularly safe carrying this book around. Is there any good place I can store it?"

Fang Jun was touching a cigarette when he heard this, and Xiangyan pointed directly behind him.

"Where in Macau could be safer than the safe in this building?"

Ten minutes later, the "Annotations on Ghost Gate Witch Medicine" was locked in the safe.

The red sports car started moving and left the office building.

"This is the residual aura of the Evil Spirit that Doctor Jiang and her team extracted from Zhu Heng's corpse and Kong Wenju's body."

Fang Jun lifted the thermos cup beside him; inside were only a sponge and two test tubes, one white and one yellow.

I don't know what material the test tube is made of. It looks like glass, but it's definitely not glass, otherwise the evil energy inside would have shattered the test tube and dissipated long ago.

"Earth generates metal, metal generates water. According to the sequential flow of the Five Elements, these two test tubes can help us locate the Longhua Kidney Jade."

"Look at the markings on the test tube. The closer you are to the target, the more markings will light up."

Chu Tianshu found it quite novel.

The Evil Spirit of Baoyu, according to the annotation on the token, is a manifestation of the five internal organs of a cultivator.

It is very likely that there are five precious stones, all originating from the same person.

However, after several hundred years, the attributes of Evil Spirit have become very different.

Chu Tianshu's silver needle search method is better suited for handling matters with a single attribute, tracing the true identity from a residual aura.

He could track down Kong Wenju Kong Wenju his scent, but he couldn't use Kong Wenju to track down the whereabouts of the other treasures.

"After all, the Special Investigation Bureau has more experience in this area."

Chu Tianshu said, "Is this a combination of technology and magic?"

Fang Jun shook his head. "Currently, among so many disciplines, only materials science has yielded some new results when combined with techniques."

"Just think of this test tube as a relatively novel magical artifact; as for its technological content, it's about as basic as the beef in instant noodles."

Chu Tianshu chuckled and leaned back.

Fang Jun turned the steering wheel to the left, and the night wind whistled past the sports car.

The streetlights, like shimmering jellyfish in the dark sky, flew backward in rows.

The scenery in Macau at night is completely different from that on Hengqin Island, with bright lights everywhere.

The intense light pollution made the night sky over the entire Macau several levels brighter than that over Hengqin Island.

Not only were the lights on in casinos, hotels, and food streets, but also in many commercial office buildings, with most of the windows shining.

"Fortunately, the Macau is relatively small."

Fang Jun said, "Let's run through every street. If we can't find our target, let's find a hotel and get some sleep first. Once we've had enough rest, we can look for those side streets."

Chu Tianshu was in much better physical condition than Fang Jun, but he still agreed with the suggestion.

But I'm not sure if I should call them lucky.

Half an hour later, the markings on the test tube changed.

The two determined the location to be an office building.

They entered through the revolving doors in the lobby on the first floor, cautiously wandered around for a moment, and then went upstairs with their thermos cups.

We didn't take the elevator; we climbed the stairs directly.

The Evil Spirit of Baoyu will obviously make people more destructive.

It's midnight now, and I wonder what the possessed Evil Spirit hiding here is doing.

On the third floor of the building, dozens of tables and chairs were arranged in an orderly fashion.

Stainless steel panels divide the work surfaces, creating different workstations.

At only one of the workstations, there was still a faint sound, like sharp teeth tearing something apart and swallowing it.

Vampire?!

Fang Jun quietly walked over and took out a deck of cards.

Chu Tianshu blocked his arm, looking at the test tube with a subtle expression.

It's true that the further we go, the more the test tube markings light up, but so far only less than half of them are lit.

Moreover, Chu Tianshu did not smell any blood.

"Friend."

Chu Tianshu used his perception technique, took a few steps closer, and called out to the office worker who was engrossed in his work.

What are you doing?

The office worker straightened up and saw that the table was covered with torn-open milk cartons, which had been sucked clean.

"Ah?"

He had wispy bangs, black-rimmed glasses, a pale face, and a look of utter confusion.

"I'm working overtime."