From breaking the limits of the White Ape Fist to becoming a martial arts saint.

Chapter 150 Perfection of Skill

The next morning, a thin mist hung in the air.

Su Yu stood in front of the long table, looking at the dozen or so brocade boxes sent by the Cai family, and opened them one by one.

Instantly, a scent mingled with the earthy smell and the fresh fragrance of grass and trees filled the air.

Su Yu looked at them one by one:

A fifty-year-old wild ginseng, its roots like dragons. A thirty-year-old purple-blooded ancient lingzhi, its color like jade. A purple jujube, the size of an egg, its skin like a dried date. A tiger bone ginseng exuding a faint, menacing aura.

"If these precious medicines were on the market, they would definitely be worth more than two thousand taels of silver. I do owe Cai Yun a favor."

Thinking of Cai Yun, who was charming and seduced him at the drop of a hat, Su Yu shook his head and smiled bitterly.

I owe her a favor, and I don't know how I'll repay it. In any case, I can't get rid of this entanglement.

"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time. The most urgent task is to convert these resources as quickly as possible!"

Time flies, and more than ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside the study, Su Yu was holding a yellowed ancient book, "Travels in the Nine Provinces".

These are many rare books that he asked Li Da to find at bookstores. Now that martial arts are flourishing, these books have saved a lot of money.

This book was written by a wandering martial artist named Xu Xia eight hundred years ago, and it records strange and wonderful things that happened in the land of Kyushu.

Inside the study, Su Yu was flipping through a book called "Travels in the Nine Provinces." This book was one of many ancient books that Li Da had bought from a bookstore in the city. It mainly tells the autobiography of a person named Xu Xia who traveled around the Nine Provinces, and records all kinds of wonderful things he saw in this world.

"—In the 269th year of the Great Xia calendar, I traveled to the foot of Kunlun Mountain in the northern region. I heard from the local village elders that there was once a lineage called Qingniu deep in Kunlun, and on the top of the mountain grew a thousand-year-old catalpa tree, towering into the clouds, known as the Pillar Supporting the Sky."

"In ancient times, the King of Kunlun led his army, which had fought countless battles, to cut down this tree to build a beam that could reach the heavens. However, every time he tried to cut the tree, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and storms raged. Undeterred, the king ordered his soldiers to cut the tree every day. Yet, with each passing day, the tree would grow stronger and never fall."

Su Yu turned the page and continued reading: "—In the Hundred Herbs Mountain of Southern Xinjiang, there is a lot of miasma. A hunter once encountered a tiny person, only a foot tall, wearing an umbrella hat and riding a small horse that looked like a cat. The hunter drew his bow to shoot, but suddenly a thick miasma rose up, and in the haze, both the person and the horse disappeared without a trace."

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As each character came into view, familiar ink-wash calligraphy appeared before Su Yu's eyes.

Reading proficiency +1

Reading proficiency +1

[The art of reading has reached its pinnacle]

[Skill]: Reading (Complete)

The next instant, Su Yu felt a cool sensation flash through his mind, and a cool, spring-like current of air arose out of nowhere, instantly cleansing his entire mind.

The dryness and fatigue that had been caused by reading for a long time were swept away, replaced by an unprecedented feeling of refreshment.

"I never expected that studying would be the first thing to bring me satisfaction!"

A hint of joy appeared in Su Yu's eyes. This reading skill could increase his proficiency by fifty or sixty points every day by flipping through books. In these twenty days, he directly progressed from minor proficiency to major proficiency and then to perfection.

After achieving success, he not only reads with great ease, but his memory, comprehension, and mental strength have also improved significantly.

"Is this the world of academic superstars?" Su Yu's lips curled into a slight smile. "I feel like I've learned more in these twenty days than I did in my predecessor's previous nineteen years combined—"

"The art of reading is definitely not that simple; perhaps I can try breaking through the limits and utilizing special abilities!"

Su Yu brought up the panel to view the latest information.

[Martial Arts]: White Ape Fist (Level 9050) (Minor Success 1/10000)

[Martial Arts]: Spirit Ape Demon-Subduing Blade (Level 5350) (Minor Success 1/7000)

[Martial Arts]: Black Stone Body Tempering Technique (Level 5300) (Proficiency 1/7000)

[Martial Arts]: Seven Fiends Thunderclap Step (Minor Success 1250/3000)

[Martial Arts]: Azure Wave Fish and Dragon Skill (Level 1) (Entry-level 400/1000)

[Martial Arts]: White Ape Six Transformations (Break Limit 2 times) (Traits: Mind Ape Clarity, Berserk Ape Blood Rage), Money Throw (Break Limit 1 time) (Traits: Spiral Armor Break)

[Skills]: Reading (Perfect), Net Casting (Break Limit 3 times) (Trait: Listening to the Waves to Locate)

[Breakthrough Point]: 0 points (Progress 98%)

"In the past two weeks, I missed a few days of cultivation due to patrol missions outside the city. However, because I consumed no less than ten precious medicinal herbs, my martial arts progress hasn't fallen behind. Not only is my White Ape Fist about to break through, but I'm also about to accumulate enough breakthrough points again!"

"However, the resources are completely exhausted."

Su Yu poured out the last remaining supplies from the deer-skin bag: a piece of Solomon's seal, a purple jujube, and a sixty-year-old wild ginseng.

"These three precious herbs can't be consumed anymore; they need to be saved for recovery after unleashing the Berserker Ape's Blood Rage. It looks like I'll have to wait a few more days. Currently, eating ten catties of Earth Dragon Pig meat every day can accumulate more than 1% of the limit-breaking progress, so it should be able to accumulate 1 point again in about two days!"

Blackrock City, Blackrock Road.

"Get out of the way! This is the Sheriff's Office!"

A group of constables from the garrison, dressed in black armor and carrying broadswords at their waists, roughly parted the crowd and slammed several brand-new wanted posters onto the notice board.

After the constables left, the crowd surged forward instantly.

"Hiss—another bounty poster!"

"Tian Qi, a bandit from Liangzhou, is at the early stage of the Flesh Refining Realm. He leads eighteen ruthless bandits to occupy the Black Forest Mountains north of the city, robbing and killing merchant caravans with cruel methods—Reward: 500 taels of gold and one 50-year-old Vermilion Fruit!"

"Han Qinhu, a bandit from Liangzhou, has mastered the art of acupuncture three times and ambushed a grain transport ship on the Blackwater River—Reward: Two thousand taels of silver!"

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The onlookers turned pale as they looked at the menacing names and the exorbitant bounties.

"This world is truly in chaos—even powerful cultivators at the Flesh Refining Realm have become outlaws!"

"I heard that Liangzhou has completely fallen apart, and the people have all ended up in Blackstone City. The local government just quelled the strange occurrences, and now it's all in chaos again—"

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North of the city, Songhe Martial Arts School.

Compared to the hustle and bustle of the city, the atmosphere here is much more tense and confrontational.

Two figures, one old and one young, blocked the entrance to the martial arts school in front of the vermilion gate.

The middle-aged man leading the group carried a long sword wrapped in cotton cloth on his back, his expression indifferent. Just his quiet presence exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

This man is none other than Ding Yi, the owner of the Flying Fish Martial Arts School, who came from Liangzhou Prefecture!

Huang Jin, the master of Songhe Martial Arts School, stood opposite him with a solemn expression: "Who are you? My Songhe Martial Arts School has no past grievances with you, nor any recent enmity—"

"Ding Yi, the master of the Flying Fish Martial Arts School in Liangzhou."

The middle-aged man spoke calmly, his voice not loud, yet it carried across half the street: "I've come today because my Flying Fish Martial Arts School plans to establish a presence in Blackrock City, so I've come to challenge them!"

"Challenge them?"

A dark glint flashed in Huang Jin's eyes. He had heard rumors of various powerful figures coming to Blackstone City, but he never expected that Songhe Martial Arts School would actually encounter them.

However, challenging another school is a perfectly legitimate practice, and Songhe Martial Arts School cannot back down.

"Yansong, you go!"

Liu Yansong drew his Green Pine Sword from his waist, his expression calm as he stepped forward. "Young lady, my name is Liu Yansong, I am twenty-seven years old, and I have mastered one acupoint. Please enlighten me!"

Beside Ding Yi, the girl in the lake-green outfit walked forward impatiently, her brows furrowed with arrogance: "Ding Mianyue, nineteen, three acupoints! You can go after the older generation!"

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of all the disciples of Songhe Martial Arts School changed drastically.

Nineteen years old, three acupoints opened – what kind of genius is this?

Seeing the reactions of these people, Ding Mianyue felt even more arrogant. These ignorant country bumpkins, my senior brother and I can take down all the martial arts schools in Blackstone City within ten days!

Liu Yansong also gasped in shock.

In martial arts school reputation sparring, it is assumed that the opponent is someone of the same age or level. If one's side is already much older than the opponent, and then backs down and refuses to fight, one's reputation will be completely ruined.

So even though he knew he was doomed to lose, he had to go!

"Please enlighten me, young lady!" Liu Yansong spread his arms like crane wings, his blood and qi burst forth, and rushed forward.

The young girl, Ding Mianyue, curled her lips into a mocking smile, her body remaining perfectly still as she threw a punch.

"Bang!"

"waste!"

The city gate, the south gate long street.

The earth suddenly trembled rhythmically.

"Boom!"

The dull thud of hooves thundered from the direction of the city gate; it was the sound of heavily armored cavalry treading on the bluestone ground.

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The once crowded streets fell silent instantly, and the people instinctively retreated to the sides, their eyes filled with fear and awe.

A cavalry unit clad in tattered black armor slowly drove in.

Their armor was stained with dark red blood, and they exuded a strong aura of menace. The warhorses panted heavily, their eyes filled with exhaustion and ferocity.

The leader was as tall as an iron tower, riding a black-scaled horse covered in scales.

His face was covered by a hideous bronze demon mask, now half of which was broken, revealing a bloodshot eye as cold as a frozen pool.

The way that gaze swept over you instilled a sense of dread, as if you were being watched by a ferocious beast, making it difficult to even breathe.

This man was none other than Huyan Ba, the Eighth-Rank Colonel of the Black Stone Cavalry!

With the return of the remnants of the Black Stone Army, news of the fall of Liangzhou in the north and the Black Stone Army's defeat spread instantly.

Blackrock City, which was already rife with undercurrents, erupted like a volcano that had been ignited!