A Martial Saint in Chaotic Times: Starting with Grinding Proficiency

Wang Meng, who was standing to the side, was already restless. He had just personally felt the oppressive aura of Zhou Yuan.

In Luochuan County, the Skin Refining Realm is merely considered somewhat respectable.

Those who can forge bones are experts who have a certain degree of influence anywhere.

"Sir... Zhou Yuan has returned alive, but what about Goldman Sachs..." Wang Meng asked in a low voice.

Zhao Dacheng snorted disdainfully.

"Whether he lives or dies is none of my business. I'm only doing him a favor out of respect for Young Master Wei. Whether it succeeds or not depends entirely on his own abilities."

Even so, Zhao Dacheng's heart sank.

This Zhou Yuan probably already guessed my plan, but he remained calm and composed. This kind of cunning is truly terrifying.

Keeping such a wolf cub, whose origins are unknown, by your side will ultimately be a disaster.

Just then, a sound of something falling to the ground came from the backyard.

Zhao Dacheng was startled, exchanged a glance with Wang Meng, and quickly walked towards the backyard.

A middle-aged man in a long robe was lying slumped in the courtyard. His face was ashen, his body was covered in blood, and there was a huge wound on his chest that was deep enough to expose the bone. He had obviously suffered a very serious injury.

This man was one of the bandits who accompanied Zhao Shanshui, the young master of Black Wind Mountain, to the banquet last night, and was also an acquaintance and friend of Zhao Dacheng.

"What happened!" Zhao Dacheng asked urgently.

The middle-aged man struggled to lift his head, panting heavily, and said, "Last night... last night, after we finished discussing matters with the Merchant Alliance with the young master, on our way back to the mountain, for some reason, our whereabouts were exposed, and we were ambushed and pursued by the patrol battalion!"

"Except for me, all my brothers, including the young master... have been captured alive!"

What!

Zhao Dacheng and Wang Meng both changed color.

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Zhou Yuan left the North City Patrol Office and was on his way home.

The sun shines on my body, feeling warm and cozy.

Having eliminated Goldman Sachs, a major threat, and successfully entered the Bone Forging Realm, his strength has greatly increased, and everything is developing in a positive direction.

But the thought of Zhao Dacheng's hypocritical smile filled Zhou Yuan with an uncontrollable murderous intent.

This man, an official inspector, secretly colluded with bandits, disregarded human life, and even framed himself.

If this person is not eliminated, the hatred in my heart will not be appeased.

Should we take action tonight?

The thought flashed through his mind for a moment before he forcibly suppressed it.

No.

Zhao Dacheng has been operating in the patrol and inspection department for many years and has a deep foundation. I don't know him well enough, and it would be too risky to take action rashly.

Moreover, he was, after all, a patrol inspector, an official appointed by the government. If he were to die, the county government would certainly do everything in its power to investigate.

Having just killed Wei Rong and Gao Sheng, he absolutely could not put himself in the spotlight again.

"Let him live a little longer."

Zhou Yuan composed himself and quickened his pace.

I didn't come home last night, my sister must be so worried, I need to go back and let her know I'm safe.

Half an hour later, Zhou Yuan returned to the old house in Wuni Alley.

The courtyard gate was locked from the inside, and Zhou Yuan reached out and pounded on it several times.

"Thump! Thump thump!"

There was no response from inside.

Zhou Yuan increased his strength and shouted, "Sister, I'm back!"

There seemed to be a slight noise coming from inside the house, followed by the sound of footsteps moving around.

A moment later.

With a creak, the door was pulled open a crack from the inside.

Zhou Ting's pale face peeked out from behind the door. When she saw that it was Zhou Yuan standing outside,

Her tense body relaxed, and her eyes suddenly welled up with tears.

What Zhou Yuan said before leaving last night was almost tantamount to giving his last instructions.

For a whole day and night, she stayed in the house, afraid to go out or light a lamp. Every minute and every second was torture, fearing that she would receive bad news about her brother.

"Quick, come in quickly." Zhou Ting hurriedly opened the door, pulled Zhou Yuan inside, and then quickly locked the door again.

After entering the house, Zhou Ting opened her mouth, wanting to ask countless questions: where he had gone, what he had done, and whether he was injured.

But the words were on the tip of her tongue, and she swallowed them back.

My younger brother is a martial artist now, he's different from before.

Although she had difficulty walking and rarely went out, the gossip in the alley still reached her ears.

Gao Qiang of the Jinshi Gang is dead.

His brother, the even more ruthless Goldman Sachs, is leading a global manhunt for the killer.

When these events were connected, she had a vague feeling that they were all related to her younger brother.

There was nothing she could do except avoid causing trouble for her younger brother.

"Are you hungry? I'll make you something to eat."

Zhou Ting sniffed, turned around, and limped towards the kitchen.

Looking at his sister's frail figure, Zhou Yuan felt a surge of helplessness, but also a touch of warmth.

Some things he should just bear on his own.

After finishing his meal, Zhou Yuan went to the courtyard.

The night is like water.

With a thought, a panel that only he could see unfolded before his eyes.

[Realm: Body Tempering Stage Two - Bone Forging]

[Exercise: Six Harmonies Stance Exercise (Mastered)]

[Progress: 10/1000]

[Martial Arts Skill: Mountain-Shaking Fist (Third Level)]

[Progress: 30/1000]

He has mastered the Six Harmonies Stance Technique and reached the third level of the Mountain Shaking Fist.

Their actual combat strength is now incomparable to what it used to be.

The presence of the panel made his martial arts foundation terrifyingly solid. Even a martial artist like Goldman Sachs, who had been in the Bone Forging Realm for many years, couldn't last more than a few moves against him.

Zhou Yuan took out all of last night's spoils from his bosom.

Blood Ganoderma, silver notes, and two martial arts manuals.

Among them, the Blood Spirit Mushroom is particularly precious. This rare medicine can not only prolong life, but also greatly increase a martial artist's cultivation speed and total blood volume.

If it were on the market, it would probably be worth more than a thousand taels of silver.

However, Zhou Yuan did not plan to take it now. The more precious the medicine, the more strictly it should be prepared. If the method is not correct, the medicinal effect may be greatly reduced.

He doesn't have a lot of money right now, so he can't afford to waste a single penny.

Zhou Yuan carefully put away the Blood Spirit Mushroom, then looked at the thick stack of silver notes, which amounted to five hundred taels. Adding the loose silver on Gao Sheng's person, the total came to nearly six hundred taels.

This huge sum of money made Zhou Yuan sigh inwardly.

As expected of a powerful family in the inner city, this is probably just pocket money that Wei Rong carries with him.

But for someone like him, living in a muddy alley, this was an astronomical sum.

With this money, you can do a lot of things.

For example, moving to the inner city.

The environment and security there are much better than in the outer city.

But the thought only flashed through his mind for a moment before Zhou Yuan slowly shook his head.

He looked at the dim oil lamp in the room, and under its light, his sister's figure was still busy.

The most urgent task is to heal my sister's leg.

His sister is only three or four years older than him, and her bones should not have fully healed yet. As long as he finds a good doctor and uses good medicine, there is still a chance.

Having made up his mind, Zhou Yuan carefully put away the silver notes and the brocade box containing the Blood Spirit Mushroom.

He then picked up two more booklets that he had taken from Wei Rong and Gao Sheng.

"Treading on Snow Without Leaving a Trace".

"The Bone-Melting Palm"

One book is about movement techniques and martial arts; the other is about vicious poison techniques.

Just right.

The Six Harmonies Stance Exercise cultivates Qi and blood, which is used to break through realms.

The Mountain-Shaking Fist is powerful and heavy, primarily used for attack and killing.

This technique, "Treading Snow Without Leaving a Trace," can perfectly compensate for my weakness in movement skills.

As for the "Bone-Melting Palm," although it is insidious, it can be used as an unexpected and underhanded trick in certain situations.

Without further hesitation, Zhou Yuan opened the thin book, "Treading Snow Without Leaving a Trace," by the moonlight.

Following the diagrams and mantras in the booklet, he began to take his first steps in the small courtyard.

Almost the instant he began cultivating, a new change quietly appeared on the panel.

[Realm: Body Tempering Stage Two - Bone Forging]

[Technique: Six Harmonies Stance Exercise (Mastered)] [Progress: 10/1000]

[Martial Arts Skill: Mountain Shaking Fist (Third Level)] [Progress: 30/1000]

[Martial Arts Skill: Treading Snow Without Leaving a Trace (Level 1)] [Progress: 1/300]

[Martial Arts Skill: Bone-Melting Palm (Level 1)] [Progress: 1/300]

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