Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

"Thank you so much for your help, senior brother!"

"Senior brother, if you ever need anything, just say the word. I, Ge Xiaogu, will do my utmost to fulfill your request!"

Seeing that even the Dark Force martial artists were getting involved in the conflict he had caused, Ge Xiaogu was terrified, but he did not back down. Instead, he expressed his determination to Wang Sheng.

Ge Xiaogu wasn't stupid. He knew that even if he distanced himself from Wang Sheng now, it would be useless. Without Wang Sheng's protection, he might still become someone else's punching bag.

Now there's only one path left: follow Wang Sheng to the bitter end.

"No need for that. I've dragged you into this. Just be more careful in the future."

Wang Sheng said.

"Uh-huh!"

Ge Xiaogu nodded repeatedly.

Whoosh!

A figure suddenly disappeared from the wall.

Wang Sheng glanced at it but didn't pay any attention.

"Senior brother, that's Wu Tingting from Qingshui Martial Arts Academy. She's very pretty. But she loves to pry into things and is incredibly gossipy. She's always spying on us, making many of us uncomfortable!"

Ge Xiaogu quickly said.

"By the way, speaking of Qingshui Martial Arts Academy, the most beautiful one is actually the headmaster! The other day, Headmaster He came to talk to Master. When she left, the wind blew through her veil. Holy crap, that face was amazing, like a fairy, so white and delicate, flawless. If she appeared at Lingchun Pavilion, she would definitely be the top courtesan among top courtesans!"

As Ge Xiaogu was talking, he got excited and blurted out something, which made Wang Sheng's mouth twitch. He immediately raised his hand and slapped him on the head.

"I don't want to live anymore. Who knows if Wu Tingting is still alive or not!"

Ge Xiaogu was so frightened that her legs trembled and cold sweat poured out instantly.

He just wanted to share the beauty of Dean He with his senior brother, and he especially wanted to express the beauty of the dean, but he forgot where he was!

At this time,

Jin Cang and the other disciples of the Dark Force realm walked out of the inner courtyard one after another. Some left quickly on their own, while others went out for drinks in groups.

Jin Cang glanced coldly at Wang Sheng before his smile returned. He then arranged to meet another fellow disciple with the Dark Force cultivation technique at the Thousand Crane Tower for a banquet.

Seeing that everything was alright in the inner courtyard, Wang Sheng stepped inside.

"It should be fine!"

Ge Xiaogu watched Wang Sheng's retreating figure and muttered to herself.

"The new disciple Sun Tian, ​​who opposed my senior brother, is dead. The genius disciple Lin Shu is dead. Not long ago, that Ming Jin senior brother Fang Mingguang also died. I will definitely be alright this time too."

"Wow! When you think about it, Senior Brother is really lucky. Anyone who opposes you dies. You even have the chance to break through to the mid-stage of Ming Jin. You're so lucky, I must follow you!"

Ge Xiaogu thought to herself.

He never imagined that Wang Sheng had killed them. After all, Wang Sheng had only been practicing martial arts for a few months, and it was already a stroke of luck that he had reached the Ming Jin level; how could he have accomplished so much?

Inner courtyard.

Zhao Jie was practicing his martial arts under a tree. Beside him sat his young master's wife, Madam Liang, dressed in a green dress. She had a straight back and a slender, alluring waist. Her plump buttocks were completely covered as she sat on a stone bench. She was preparing and mixing tea.

"Disciple greets Master! Master's Wife!"

Wang Sheng bowed respectfully.

Zhao Jie was practicing his martial arts and remained silent.

Liang calmly continued preparing the tea, ignoring Wang Sheng as well.

If it were those disciples with hidden strength who came to pay their respects, Madam Liang would have immediately put down the half-cooked tea and received them.

However, Wang Sheng was only a Ming Jin disciple, and among the many formal disciples, he was the least favored. So, Madam Liang naturally adopted the airs of a master's wife and told Wang Sheng to wait.

A moment later.

After brewing the tea, Madam Liang asked in a calm tone, "What is it?"

"Reporting to Master's wife, I recently had the good fortune to encounter an old ginseng, which I consumed and then secluded myself for many days. I am about to break through to the mid-stage of Ming Jin."

"However, this disciple is dull-witted and fears that I may make mistakes on my future path in martial arts, for I have many questions and uncertainties. I also worry that asking questions repeatedly will disturb my master. Therefore, this disciple wishes to ask my master to bestow upon me the method of internal energy cultivation, so that I may understand the path ahead and reflect upon my own abilities! I humbly request my master and mistress's permission!"

Wang Sheng's face was solemn and his voice was sincere. He showed no dissatisfaction at being slighted. Instead, he knelt down and performed a grand salute in worship!

Madam Liang frowned slightly and glanced coldly at Wang Sheng.

She already knew that Wang Sheng's physical constitution was of inferior quality. For someone like him, breaking through to the Ming Jin level was a fluke, let alone his delusional attempt to break through to the An Jin level. It was simply laughable.

However, the matter of cultivation methods is not something that the Liang family can decide.

So after a moment's thought, she said indifferently, "Since you are so eager to learn the Dharma, then continue kneeling and wait for your husband to finish his practice."

After Liang finished speaking, she began to demonstrate her tea ceremony. She stood up, her figure graceful and shapely, with a prominent bust and buttocks, exuding charm.

Liang was really into tea ceremony, showing off his skills in shaking, shoveling, and pulling tea.

Wang Sheng knelt on the ground, catching a glimpse of Liang Shi's actions out of the corner of his eye. He felt Liang Shi's indifference and contempt from beginning to end, and gritted his teeth.

Half a day later.

Zhao Jiecai finished his practice and slowly exhaled a long breath.

The white air currents, resembling a small dragon, condensed briefly in mid-air without dissipating.

The moment Zhao Jie finished his practice, the airflow centered on him transformed into a gentle breeze that swept through the entire inner courtyard, causing the large trees to rustle and the doors and windows to creak.

"This is the power of transformation!"

Wang Sheng felt the oppressive aura emanating from the Grandmaster of Internal Energy, and his heart was filled with envy and anticipation.

"master!"

Wang Sheng bowed again and uttered only two words.

"Give it to him!"

Zhao Jie was too lazy to say anything more, so he just said something casually and turned to go into the house.

"Thank you, Master Xie!"

Wang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he sensed Zhao Jie's indifference and impatience, he knew that his actions today had clearly angered Zhao Jie.

However, Zhao Jie probably thought that Wang Sheng had never troubled him and was a hardworking and honest person. In addition, Wang Sheng bowed and pleaded so earnestly today, so he simply agreed.

The Dark Force Technique can be bought on the black market as long as you have money, so it's not too precious. I gave it away without hesitation.

But the method of neutralizing internal energy is an insurmountable barrier.

Without instruction from a master of internal energy, no one can expect to obtain it.

Wang Sheng knew his own limitations and didn't expect to obtain the Transformation Technique from Zhao Jie.

Liang took out the hidden power technique of the Great Stele-Smashing Hand from inside the house.

"This technique must not be copied. If the hidden strength method of the Great Monument-Smashing Hand ever spreads in the martial arts world, no matter who passed it on, your master will be the first to kill you!"

Liang looked down at Wang Sheng, who was still kneeling on the ground, and warned him in a cold voice.

"Yes, disciple will obey Master and Mistress's orders!"

Wang Sheng bowed his head, extended his hands, and respectfully accepted the Dharma teachings.

"He's a fairly honest person, but unfortunately, he doesn't talk much!"

Liang gave Wang Sheng a brief comment before turning and leaving.

Unfortunately, she didn't see the fierce look in Wang Sheng's eyes as he lowered his head.

"Here's some tea for you."

Liang's leisurely voice came over.

"Thank you, Master's wife!"

Wang Sheng got up, stood by the stone table, his expression calm, and drank tea in large gulps, like a cow chewing on a peony.

This tea is even more fragrant than the tea sold at Songdinglou for ten taels a pot; a small bundle of tea leaves is probably worth no less than thirty taels of silver.

Thirty taels of silver is enough for an ordinary family's food, clothing, and daily necessities for a year. Now, with war raging outside and famine rampant in neighboring prefectures, this silver is even more precious. If used properly, it could potentially save hundreds of lives.

But here, it was just a casual, wasted cup of tea by Mr. Liang.

"I got a really bad day, I'm so annoyed!"

"So, we must kill!"

Wang Sheng's face was indifferent, his eyes deep and calm like a still lake. After finishing his tea, he strode away.