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

"A multitude of body-refining techniques!"

Wang Sheng's eyes lit up slightly when he heard this.

After he entered the Transformation Realm, he still had a sufficient supply of Ziyang Pills.

However, there are far too few Body Refining Pills.

Without the Body Refining Pill, Wang Sheng's progress in body refining would slow down, and his strength would increase more slowly.

The previous ten Body Refining Pills were made by him using medicinal materials obtained from the home of a Transformation Realm expert.

The fighting outside is too fierce now, and it is not advisable for Wang Sheng to step forward and provoke them again, plundering their homes and families and seizing their medicinal herbs.

As long as Wang Sheng no longer appears as an ancient body cultivator, they will simply assume that he has left.

If Wang Sheng continues to appear in Ershui City, and the other party feels that Wang Sheng is too unpredictable, they might spare no expense to invite a Xiantian Zhenren (a high-level expert in the primordial realm), which would be disastrous.

Therefore, Wang Sheng can only look for opportunities to slowly collect medicinal herbs, and his strength improvement is not fast.

However, if Wang Sheng finds a large number of body-refining methods, he will not lack ordinary body-refining pills such as the Blood Dragon Pill, and can quickly master these body-refining methods.

He will then stack a large number of body-refining techniques to the Transformation Realm level, infinitely layering defenses. Not to mention that even a Grandmaster of the Harmony Realm cannot break through his defenses, even a True Person of the Innate Realm can withstand several of his attacks.

"Indeed, the essence of martial arts lies in competition!"

"Simply going into seclusion is just wishful thinking on my part!"

"I don't kill anyone, yet they're hoarding cultivation resources and blocking my path. They're all so wicked!"

Wang Sheng shook his head helplessly and agreed.

Luo Zhengwen was stunned, wondering if he had misheard!

Zhao Family Martial Arts Academy.

At this moment, the air was thick with the stench of blood, and the atmosphere was rather somber and oppressive.

When Wang Sheng and Luo Zhengwen entered, he noticed that there were far fewer disciples, and many of them were injured, with thick white cloths wrapped around their arms and chests, yet still bleeding.

"Wang Sheng!"

Wu An, who was chatting with a fellow practitioner of internal energy cultivation, suddenly turned ferocious and gritted his teeth when he saw Wang Sheng enter.

He exuded a murderous aura, and it was clear that he had survived the battle and profited considerably.

The most obvious example is that Wu An has reached the peak of the mid-stage of Ming Jin.

However, no matter how much Wu An bared his teeth, he didn't dare to provoke Wang Sheng.

In their eyes, Wang Sheng had become their master's confidant. They had been fighting for so long, yet Wang Sheng hadn't even shown his face, instead enjoying a life of luxury at home.

Even Zhao Feipeng, who had recovered from his injuries, joined the battle, while Wang Sheng was able to stay at home the whole time.

Zhao Feipeng even suspected that Wang Sheng was Zhao Jie's biological son.

"Senior Brother Li Hu has died in battle!"

"Senior Brother Tianmu is critically injured and on the verge of death!"

"Only Senior Brother Cui Sheng and Senior Brother Zhao Feipeng are barely keeping the flag up!"

Luo Zhengwen said in a low voice.

Wang Sheng nodded upon hearing this.

It's clear that the Zhao Family Martial Academy is indeed on the verge of collapse.

If the fighting continues, and either Cui Sheng or Zhao Feipeng encounters any problems, there won't be many experts left at the Dark Force level.

Inner courtyard.

Zhao Jie was talking to Cui Sheng and Zhao Feipeng.

Upon seeing Wang Sheng enter, Zhao Jie immediately stopped, waved his hand, and told the two to step back.

Zhao Feipeng looked at Wang Sheng with a complicated expression.

This kid is treated better than his father, who is also his own son.

"Wang Sheng greets Master and his two senior brothers!"

Wang Sheng cupped his hands in greeting.

"Um!"

Zhao Jie was somewhat surprised and nodded in response.

"Junior brother, don't leave after this is over. I want to talk to you."

Zhao Feipeng hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Get lost, you son of a bitch!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jie was immediately startled and enraged, nearly kicking Zhao Feipeng to the ground.

"Get out of here. I'm telling you, nobody's going to cause trouble for Wang Sheng. Anyone who dares to cause trouble for him is causing trouble for me!"

Zhao Jie gave Zhao Feipeng a severe beating.

Cui Sheng could only stand helplessly to the side, accompanying Wang Sheng during the training. When he looked at Wang Sheng, he couldn't help but feel envious.

quickly,

Zhao Feipeng and Cui Sheng slunk away.

Zhao Jie led Wang Sheng into a side room.

"Serve tea!"

Zhao Jie shouted.

Not long after,

Madam Liang, the teacher's wife, could only sway her slender waist and serve tea with a cold expression.

pat!

Liang tossed the teacup next to Wang Sheng, then, as she served tea to Zhao Jie, said in a coquettish tone,

"You actually dared to make me, a mere servant, serve tea to a lowly Ming Jin? I am his master's wife!"

"What right does he have to be served tea by me? No way! From now on, he must come and serve me tea and water every day. Otherwise, I won't allow it!"

Helpless, Zhao Jie comforted Liang Shi before she finally calmed down.

"Your name is Wang Sheng, right? When you leave, remember to kowtow and greet me. Otherwise, people will really think I'm a useless teacher's wife."

After uttering a harsh remark, Liang slammed the door shut and left.

The room fell silent instantly.

Neither Wang Sheng nor Zhao Jie took Liang's words to heart. After each taking a sip of tea...

Zhao Jie put down his teacup, then sighed deeply and said...

"You've really ruined my life!"

"You killed Yu Cheng, Jin Cang, and all those other disciples with hidden strength. The disciples of this martial arts academy are too weak now. If you don't take action, they will all die in the battle against the Emperor's army."

Wang Sheng remained calm and composed, and said leisurely, "Brother Zhao, have you ever heard the saying, 'Out with the old, in with the new'?"

Zhao Jie's lips twitched. Damn it, is that how you use words? So easy to say, but that's his disciple!

Putting aside everything else, if they all died, the shame alone would be immense.

"Alright, Wang Sheng. Let's get down to business."

"Next, I will announce to the public that you are my secretly trained disciple with a hidden physique. You look young now, but you are actually over thirty years old and have the cultivation level of late-stage Dark Force. Any questions?"

Zhao Jie's expression turned serious, and he spoke solemnly.

"There's a problem!"

"I need you to pay me first, and then tell me where the ancient body-refining methods are."

Wang Shengdao.

"In a tomb."

"There are no fewer than a hundred body-refining techniques available."

"However, it's a difficult place to go, and it requires human sacrifice. Once everything has settled down, I will entrust you with my greatest secret."

Zhao Jie said solemnly.

"Human sacrifice?"

"Is there something in the tomb?"

Wang Sheng's eyes changed. Are there still ghosts in this world?

"There should be one, but I don't know if it's a strange beast or something. It's never come out. You can get something from the tomb by making a sacrifice!"

"Hurry! Otherwise, our lives are in danger!"

Zhao Jie said a few things.

But these things alone made Wang Sheng give up decisively.

"I practice martial arts to protect myself, not to risk my life."

"The cooperation negotiations failed. I think I'll continue my seclusion."

Zhao Jie felt rather helpless seeing Wang Sheng being so cautious and composed, unlike a young man.

So Zhao Jie had no choice but to take out his most treasured possession.

"I have three Nine Yang Pills here, all top-quality goods I just obtained from the imperial treasury in the city through battle merits!"

The Nine Yang Pill is a true body-refining pill, even better than the one Meng Lian'er refined before.

"Alright, I can help your disciple now!"

Seeing this, Wang Sheng's eyes showed satisfaction, and he nodded in agreement.

"No need. Actually, I just thought about it and I think you're right."

"If my disciple dies, he dies!"

"Out with the old, in with the new."

"But I, as your master, cannot die. If I die, this lineage will be broken."

"So I'm giving you these three pills to help me three times at crucial moments. Either save me or help me kill someone."

Zhao Jie said sincerely.

The Nine Yang Pill was originally intended by Zhao Jie as a bargaining chip to get Wang Sheng to help him.

As for helping the disciples, since the transaction failed using that secret, then we won't help them anymore; let them fend for themselves.