A Martial Saint in Chaotic Times: Starting with Grinding Proficiency

Before the soldier could finish speaking, Zhou Yuan had already stepped out.

Xue Renjie's expression shifted slightly, and he immediately followed.

A moment later, the two arrived at a spacious house in Linwu Lane. The house was exquisitely decorated, clearly belonging to a wealthy family.

A dozen or so soldiers, swords drawn, surrounded the courtyard.

Li Tong lay half-reclined on the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and a clear footprint on his shirt.

"Inspector, you've arrived." Li Tong struggled to stand up.

Zhou Yuan waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to be so polite. "What's going on?"

"The owner of this house is a Bone Forging Realm martial artist. Not only did he refuse to hand over the pills, but he also injured people," Li Tong said indignantly, clutching his chest.

Zhou Yuan nodded slightly, then stepped into the courtyard.

As soon as he entered the room, he sensed a chilling aura.

Behind a large tree in the courtyard, a dark figure was leaning against the trunk, while on the other side of the wall, a richly dressed woman was tightly holding a little boy, looking at the dark figure with a face full of fear.

Zhou Yuan's five senses were keen, and he instantly confirmed the other party's cultivation level, which was indeed the Bone Forging Realm.

He slowly stepped forward and finally saw the person's face clearly.

The man had sunken eyes and a vacant gaze. He was frighteningly thin, and the outline of his ribs was clearly visible under his thin clothes.

This sight startled Zhou Yuan.

Those whose bodies were ravaged by drugs in their past lives were in this state.

The shadowy figure sensed Zhou Yuan's arrival, his body stiffened abruptly, and he immediately clutched a brocade box in front of him, pointing his long sword at Zhou Yuan.

"Don't touch my Blood Spirit Pill! It's mine! Nobody can take it away!" His voice was hoarse and dry, filled with obsession and madness.

This person has gone mad with evil.

Zhou Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly and said no more.

His aura suddenly erupted, and he lunged forward in a flash.

The dark figure only had time to let out a cry of surprise before Zhou Yuan punched him in the chest, sending him flying backward and crashing heavily into a tree trunk.

With a casual gesture, Zhou Yuan placed the brocade box firmly into his hand.

"Ah! My elixir!"

Seeing the brocade box snatched away, the man's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and he let out a roar that was not human. Ignoring his injuries, he once again pounced on Zhou Yuan like a madman.

Zhou Yuan dodged to the side and kicked him in the knee.

With a sharp "crack," the man screamed and fell to his knees, spitting out a large amount of blood.

But he seemed oblivious to the pain, bracing himself with his hands on the ground, and even tried to get up and charge at Zhou Yuan.

Fearless and undaunted.

The word flashed through Zhou Yuan's mind.

Looking at the other person's distorted face, at those eyes completely consumed by desire, he held nothing back.

After a few more moves, the man's limbs were completely crippled, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to move any further.

Even so, he was still screaming wildly.

"The pills...give me the pills..."

"I beg you... give it to me... please..."

He was in a frenzy, and he even slammed his head against the ground with great force, making muffled "bang" sounds.

One, two, three...

He remained unconscious until his forehead was covered in blood and flesh.

At this moment, Xue Renjie had just entered the courtyard when he saw the bloody and bizarre scene before him, and he was completely stunned.

He and Zhou Yuan exchanged a glance, both seeing deep shock on each other's faces.

The addictive power of this Blood Spirit Pill is terrifying!

A martial artist at the Bone Forging Realm possesses immense blood and energy, and a willpower far surpassing that of ordinary people.

But now, he can't even resist a small pill, and he's even willing to harm himself just to get one.

This thing is not a elixir at all, but a demon that can turn people into wild beasts!

Zhou Yuan muttered to himself, his expression growing increasingly solemn.

Within Luochuan County, there are probably over a thousand martial artists who have consumed the Blood Spirit Pill.

If everyone became such a fearless madman...

The entire Luochuan County will likely descend into chaos immediately.

Faced with the onslaught of thousands of fearless warriors who only knew how to kill, even the patrol battalion would likely be overwhelmed.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yuan felt a chill run down his spine.

What exactly is the purpose of the person behind the Blood Spirit Pill?

If this is not stopped, Luochuan City will likely be turned upside down in just a few months.

He didn't think about it anymore, and just waved his hand.

"take away."

……

Time flies, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

The patrol and inspection division, in coordination with the patrol battalion, thoroughly searched both the inner and outer city, finally clearing out all the Blood Spirit Pills circulating in the market.

A rough estimate suggests there are several thousand grains.

Evening, outside the gate of the patrol camp.

Zhou Yuan and Xue Renjie stood side by side.

Behind them were several large boxes filled with Blood Spirit Pills, as well as dozens of martial artists who had been escorted there and were already addicted.

Among them was even a master of the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Realm).

"Brother Zhou, I'm so grateful to you and the brothers from the Patrol Division these past few days." Xue Renjie clasped his hands in a fist salute to Zhou Yuan.

After several days of fighting side by side, the two had become familiar with each other, and their address had changed from official titles to brothers.

"Brother Xue, you flatter me. The situation is delicate right now, and we should all work together with one heart and one mind." Zhou Yuan returned the greeting.

After spending the last few days with him, he found that although Xue Renjie had some of the habits of a rich young master, he could be considered to have a clear sense of right and wrong.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Xue Renjie led his men, escorting the pills and prisoners, into the patrol camp.

Watching Xue Renjie's figure disappear into the village gate, Zhou Yuan slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

A dark and windy night, a night for murder.

Tonight, we'll send Wang Tengfei on his way.

His heart sank, and he was about to turn and leave.

But just then, a familiar voice suddenly rang out from not far away.

"Junior Brother Zhou."

Zhou Yuan paused, then turned around to look.

Suddenly, a beautiful figure appeared at the entrance of the patrol camp.

It was none other than Zhu Mengran.

Zhou Yuan felt a tightness in his chest, and a bitter smile rose in his heart.

Why did killing Wang Tengfei take so many twists and turns?

He suppressed his thoughts, a hint of doubt appearing on his face.

"Senior Sister Zhu, what are you doing here?"

This is the border of the patrol camp, and it is indeed a bit strange that Zhu Mengran, a doctor, would appear here.

"The patrol service has too many addicts and not enough manpower, so we recruited some doctors from the city to treat them," Zhu Mengran explained.

Zhou Yuan suddenly realized.

Judging from their symptoms, if they don't receive timely treatment, they might suffer themselves to death.

"Um... it's getting dark, could Junior Brother Zhou take me back to the martial arts school?" Zhu Mengran hesitated for a moment before timidly asking.

The patrol camp was located in the most remote corner of the outer city, and there were indeed few people on the road.

"Of course."

Zhou Yuan felt helpless, but he still agreed.

Let Wang Tengfei live a few more hours.

The two walked side by side on their way back to the martial arts school.

As night deepened, Zhou Yuan became increasingly vigilant.

Still haunted by the ambush he suffered at Wei Tianhe's hands, he kept scanning the dark corners around him with his eyes, his right hand even pressing lightly against the life-saving jade pendant in his pocket.

Seeing his nervousness, Zhu Mengran couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

"Why are you so nervous, junior brother? Could it be... that you've never been alone with a woman before?"

amount……

Zhou Yuan was taken aback. Since arriving in this world, he had been either cultivating or fighting, and had never been alone with a woman like this before.

"Is it because I'm not good-looking that my junior brother is scared?" Zhu Mengran asked, her curiosity growing stronger when he didn't answer.

"Senior sister is naturally extremely beautiful," Zhou Yuan replied casually, still wary of his surroundings.

Zhu Mengran thought he was embarrassed to look at her, and her smile deepened.

Her beautiful eyes kept scanning the young man beside her, and she couldn't help but recall his naivety when he first entered the martial arts school, his stubbornness in practicing hard late into the night in the training ground, and his current fame and prestige in Luochuan.

As she looked at it, Zhu Mengran's pretty face turned slightly red.

She quickly turned her head away, afraid that Zhou Yuan would see her.

"Junior brother...do you have a girl you like?"

For some reason, she asked that question again, almost as if possessed.

"Not yet," Zhou Yuan replied casually, his attention entirely focused on his surroundings.

Zhu Mengran felt a pang of regret at this moment, and her face turned even redder.

But a moment later, she seemed to remember something, and a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

The two fell silent for a moment.

Zhou Yuan sensed that something was off and turned around to look.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Zhu Mengran shook her head and sighed softly in her heart.

The Wu family, Wu Xingtong.

Marriage is arranged by parents and matchmakers.

Ultimately, she couldn't resist.

The two remained silent the entire way until they finally arrived at the gate of Qingyang Martial Arts School.

But as soon as I got to the door, I saw a familiar figure knocking anxiously.

Zhou Yuan and Zhu Mengran exchanged a glance, both looking somewhat puzzled.

The two stepped forward and saw that the woman was none other than Wang Tengfei's sister, Wang Li.

At this moment, Wang Li's face was pale and her eyes were red and swollen, clearly indicating that she had just had a good cry.

"Sister Wang Li, what happened?" Zhu Mengran quickly stepped forward to ask.

Upon seeing the two, Wang Li cried out as if grasping at a straw, her voice trembling with sobs, "Tengfei...he's gone missing!"

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