Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 141 Cultivating Courage, Composure, and Strength

Woohoo!!
The sound of roosters crowing could be heard from afar in the chicken farm.

As dawn broke, Guangling, like a sleeping giant, emerged from the chaotic and painful breathing of the night.

In the early morning, begin to breathe gently.

Chu Tianshu looked at the sky and stopped walking.

Now that it's daylight, even if there are still a few evil spirits or ghosts left, they will probably hide underground.

That night, he collected a great many materials about evil spirits.

The list and annotations displayed on the token screen took quite a while to scroll through to the bottom.

It's like looking at your bank account balance; as you meticulously count the deposits, you get a sense of security.

Although the powerful evil spirit that emitted the music at the crossroads had already been surrounded and killed by the vice principal and others by the time he arrived.

But the remaining evil spirits alone, in all their size and form, are more than three times the amount of evil spirit materials collected in the Tang Dynasty world.

"It's a pity that it also caused casualties in the city. If only there were an uninhabited place where we could slowly clear it out, that would be great."

Amidst his joy, Chu Tianshu felt a touch of melancholy.

Humans are truly greedy, and they'll only become more and more greedy.

They only want the benefits and don't want the losses.

After passing through the city at night, he patrolled around it, searching for and killing evil spirits, and now he has returned to the vicinity of the Golden Knife Martial Arts School.

Normally, with students returning home and skilled individuals from the martial arts school out fighting, this place should be quite deserted.

But now there are a lot of people here.

Those who were commissioned by the Golden Knife Martial Arts School to investigate at night, after being injured, have basically all gathered here.

The wounded special forces soldiers also chose to recuperate here, as did the injured residents brought in by medical vehicles.

The chefs in the canteen also worked through the night to cook for everyone and provide them with nutrition.

Some of the injuries were relatively minor, or those who possessed the cultivation to withstand the strain simply rested in the cafeteria.

The cafeteria was chaotic and noisy, even more lively than usual.

As soon as Chu Tianshu entered, he saw Lin Baisui with a bandage around his neck and his left arm in a sling. He casually inserted needles into people's acupoints with his right hand, and each acupoint was accurately selected.

Others carried trays filled with silver needles, following beside Lin Baisui.

"elder brother!"

Chu Tianshu stepped forward.

Lin Baisui looked weak and listless, but when he turned around and saw him, he was overjoyed and said, "Tianshu! Come, come, come and help me."

"There aren't enough medical staff, and I've injured one of my hands. Luckily, both of your hands are still usable."

"Come on, you don't need to insert the needles. You take their pulses and tell them the acupoints, and I'll insert the needles."

Chu Tianshu smiled and went over to each person, placing his hands on each person's pulse.

He originally intended to take the pulse normally, but suddenly he had an idea and put a little more force into his hands.

The two combat team members whose pulses he took felt a numbness in their wrists, and then saw Chu Tianshu recite a series of terms.

Huh? Can you take someone's pulse that quickly?
Lin Baisui was also a little surprised.

The spiritual power of a shaman can detect illnesses caused by evil spirits and yin energy.

However, when these combatants fought against the evil spirits, not only were their bodily functions disrupted and they developed lesions, but they were also directly killed by the evil spirits.

Illness and injury are different, yet they are intertwined, and there are even cases where the use of injections and talismans leads to physical exhaustion.

These require careful diagnosis.

“I can directly see the diseases caused by Yin energy, and I can use my strength to detect the damage to the body.”

Chu Tianshu offered an explanation.

After mastering the "Martial Stove God" technique, even without exerting his full strength, he could still wield his previous power with greater ease and fluency when entering a fighting state like the Vajra Samadhi, where his body was as smooth as topaz.

His ability to probe the entire body with the power of immortals has reached the point where he can see and hear the internal condition of others as if they were seeing and hearing them in an instant.

Lin Baisui first inserted a few needles to observe the patient's reaction. He found that Chu Tianshu's diagnosis was indeed correct, so he quickly began to treat the patient.

Working together, the two quickly treated the remaining wounded.

Lin Baisui breathed a sigh of relief, walked to a spot near the cafeteria entrance where he could feel the breeze, and sat down softly, leaning against the table with his back to it.

His companion wiped his sweat and then turned to attend to other things.

Chu Tianshu sat down next to him, counted on his fingers, and casually asked, "Where's the vice principal?"

"Weren't the three Mo brothers said to be the masterminds behind the ghost market?"

Lin Baisui continued, "They also have several other businesses in the city. Vice Principal Yuan and a few of us group leaders went to check them out."

Chu Tianshu clicked his tongue and said, "Your team leader Liu has at least dozens of cuts on his limbs, and he's still running around like that?"

"He has a special physique; his vitality is stronger than his fighting ability."

Lin Baisui looked at Chu Tianshu and laughed, "Where did you find this outfit?"

We met briefly at the crossroads earlier.

Chu Tianshu was completely naked from the waist up, and his lower body was also tattered. Fortunately, the Three-Seven Divine Sword was tied around his waist, which saved some of his clothing.

Now he's wearing trousers and a coat.

Although a few buttons were fastened on the coat, it was clear that there were no clothes underneath.

"I just grabbed it while passing by a shopping mall, wrote down the name, and will return it this afternoon."

Chu Tianshu then asked, "This incident in Guangling has become such a big deal, what are the official preparations for the follow-up?"

Lin Baisui tilted his head back to let his eyes rest.

"I'm just an employee, how would I know about their decision-making?" "But I guess they'll go with the flow, let public opinion ferment for a few days, and then gradually release some information."

Lin Baisui said, "Moreover, we will try to promote synchronized developments internationally."

"You may not know this, but just last week, a group of spirit beings in London somehow got hold of an airship from the last century and caused a huge mess."

"Although they later tried to muddy the waters by releasing a lot of false information and covering it up under the guise of terrorism, the effect was not very good. Instead, it triggered several large-scale protests."

"Even if some people in China still want to keep it under wraps, they should take into account the lessons learned from London."

Chu Tianshu asked curiously, "You mean those intelligent, native species of the spirit world, not evil spirits transformed from ghosts?"

"They are a small number of intelligent spirit species and humans who have implanted spirit genes into themselves."

Lin Baisui opened his eyes. "There are still too many uncertainties surrounding gene modification. The centipede project in Chang'an has huge flaws even within the known scope."

"That Dr. Du is fixated on this issue; isn't he afraid of overreaching and ruining himself?"

Chu Tianshu said, "This is ignoring the basis of reality, and it's not uncommon in history, huh..."

His words reminded me of my second grandfather's opera lyrics.

"Desperately seeking the name of a sage like Wang Mang, one will face a thousand cuts and no end!"

Inside the teaching building, suction cup hooks were pasted on the walls for hanging IV drips.

Ma Dengwan had several bandages wrapped around his waist, his face was ashen, but he was smiling as he looked at his wife and children beside him.

"You're still laughing; your guts are almost showing."

The woman, wearing a dark red cotton-padded jacket, rarely lost her temper. She raised her hand as if to hit her husband, but was afraid of aggravating his injury.

"It's not that serious. If it were that bad, he wouldn't just be sitting here getting an IV drip."

Ma Dengwan patted his face. "But I really deserved to be hit. I should have known better than to go out and wander around. I almost got back late."

As he said this, he reached out and touched his wife's hand.

Seeing that there were still many people receiving IV drips nearby, his wife said embarrassedly, "It's embarrassing. Let your son stay here with you. I'll go home first and get you some wontons."

Ma Dengwan hurriedly said, "No, no, no, the sun hasn't fully risen yet. Don't walk outside alone. Go check out the school cafeteria; it looks like they've prepared a lot of food there."

"Alright then." The woman nodded and got up to leave.

Ma Dengwan sighed contentedly, "It's better to live a peaceful life. I always felt that the days before I went to prison were more exciting. Now that I think about it, those were really chaotic times."

"You didn't take this job just to find some excitement, did you?"

Uncle Nan happened to be sitting not far away. Hearing this, he chimed in with a smile, "That's good. It means you're still young."

"When we reach our age, we realize that the passion we had when we were young was all for the sake of having the right to choose a stable life."

Among those receiving IV drips, there was a mature-looking man who nodded in agreement, but then sighed, "It's a pity. With such a big event happening in Guangling, there will likely be many ripples afterward."

"I don't know how many peaceful days I'll have left, or if things will get chaotic again."

Uncle Nan said, "Then let's try to face it with a calm mindset. Young people may be easily flustered, but we older folks can help them cool down."

This remark drew another round of agreement, as everyone here had some skills in Guangling City.

Even if they aren't particularly close, they still know a little about each other.

Someone suggested that everyone set up a convenient communication channel so that they could help each other out in case of any problems.

Nan Shu unexpectedly thought that once the news from Guangling spread, many scattered civilian soldiers would probably also have the idea of ​​banding together.

Just then, Ma Dengwan's wife pushed a food cart back. The cart had two levels and was filled with many tableware, but there was no food in sight.

A young man came in carrying two large iron buckets.

"Everyone has worked hard all night, and those who are injured need to replenish their nutrition."

Chu Tianshu laughed and said, "This bucket is for soy milk, and this bucket is for steamed buns and mantou."

"Are there any dietary restrictions? Everyone should pay attention to their own diet."

The metal bucket for steamed buns was divided into four compartments: meat buns, vegetable buns, seafood buns, and solid steamed buns.

The soy milk was steaming hot, without any added sugar, just a pure, original aroma.

Those who arrived early to spend time with their families all got up and voluntarily went to make soy milk.

Uncle Nan stared at Chu Tianshu, his face full of surprise.

Chu Tianshu had just finished distributing several bowls when he handed one to him, saying, "Uncle, have a drink. What's wrong?"

Uncle Nan was a little stunned. His son quickly thanked him and took the soy milk from him.

"It really is you!"

Uncle Nan then spoke up, "You're so ruthless... fine, why are you working in the cafeteria?"

Several people in the classroom recognized Chu Tianshu and frequently glanced at him.

"Hehe, my kung fu is pretty good, thanks for the compliment."

Chu Tianshu laughed and said, "But since the game is over, someone suggested sending food to everyone. I happened to be in the cafeteria, so I came over to help."

"Eat quickly, in this awful weather, don't let it get cold."

Chu Tianshu waved his hand and left the classroom, seemingly heading to the cafeteria again.

Uncle Nan's son, who was in his thirties, quietly asked, "Who's this?"

"The person who saved your father's life."

Uncle Nan took the soy milk, absentmindedly took a sip, and almost scalded himself, so he quickly blew on it.

He looked at the ripples in the bowl and couldn't help but smile, recalling the appearance and age of the soldiers he had met the night before, as well as the students who had rushed out with stools covered in blood.

There are those who remain strong even in old age, and there are also very steady young people.

Even if there are many ups and downs in the future, if everyone maintains courage, composure, and strength, it is not impossible to continue living a good life!

(End of this chapter)