Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

Moreover, it's not just a surge in internal energy.

When this top-tier Buddhist skill reaches its peak, it brings about many fundamental transformations that transform one's very being!

The meridians are widened and strengthened, and the muscles, bones, skin and membranes are tempered like the marrow cleansing of the I Ching. The body is full of vitality, and the five senses and six consciousnesses become more acute and clear than ever before.

Li Fu's every move seemed to contain the power of a raging storm.

At this moment, his martial arts skills had risen to a level that even the leaders of the major sects in the martial arts world could not reach, making him almost inhuman!

"I've finally mastered the Yi Jin Jing! My martial arts skills have increased exponentially!"

Li Fu stood still, feeling the earth-shaking changes within his body, and a surge of joy and pride welled up in his heart.

"Mastering the Yi Jin Jing is not just about increasing one's skill level by sixty years, but also about having various mysterious and miraculous effects such as transformation and longevity."

Swish!

In the blink of an eye, Li Fu, who was still somewhat exhausted after a fierce battle, suddenly had a bright and piercing gaze in his eyes, as sharp as lightning.

With just a casual glance, as if electricity were generated in the void, Song Zhaoxue and Wei Ying on the other side felt an invisible pressure, as if their very hearts had been seen through.

He stopped looking at the corpse lying on the ground, his tone indifferent.

"Miss Song, whatever your original purpose may be."

Whether it's to obtain the hundreds of thousands of taels of gold accumulated by the Twelve Fierce Characters, or whether there's a genuine desire to repay your uncle's kindness, it doesn't matter.

Now, you should have achieved all your goals.

"We can go our separate ways now."

I have urgent business to attend to, so I must take my leave now.

After saying that, without waiting for Song Zhaoxue's response, Li Fu turned around, started walking down the mountain, and his figure quickly disappeared on the hillside.

Song Zhaoxue watched his departing figure without hesitation, her lips moved slightly as if she wanted to say something, but in the end it only turned into a barely audible sigh, and she couldn't say anything.

A strange sense of loss quietly welled up in my heart.

Originally, things shouldn't have come to this point in her plan, at least... it shouldn't have ended like this.

"Miss,"

Wei Ying was still shaken. She walked to her side and whispered.

"Just now, Li Fu... his martial arts skills seemed to have undergone an astonishing change."

His inner strength surged, and his eyes shone with a divine light, as if... as if the life-or-death battle with Chen Long and the other two, under its pressure, had actually helped him break through some kind of profound barrier, allowing his martial arts to advance to an inconceivable level.

She still felt lingering fear when she recalled Li Fu's piercing gaze.

"Perhaps... you don't need to worry too much about his safety."

"Is that so...?"

Song Zhaoxue murmured, her gaze fixed on the direction Li Fu had left in.

While her improved martial arts skills were certainly gratifying, the estrangement and distrust that arose between the two of them because of this incident cast a shadow over her heart.

After much planning and scheming, I achieved my main goal, but I also lost a friend who could have been a friend.

……

After annihilating the twelve villains, Li Fulian did not return to his camp, leaving Song Zhaoxue and the other person behind, and continued on his way.

Now there is no longer any shadow of assassination ahead.

He galloped on his horse towards Weizhou, intending to find Wang Chongyu, who was suspected of having a bounty on his head, and finally settle this score.

Horses galloped along the official road, the wind whistling past their ears.

As Li Fu felt the undulations of the fast horse beneath him, the internal energy of the Yi Jin Jing and the Nine Yang True Qi within his body mingled and flowed endlessly, giving him a feeling of boundless energy and inexhaustible strength.

"After many twists and turns, it's finally over."

The harvest time has arrived.

Recalling these fierce battles, though fraught with danger, they also greatly improved his martial arts skills, allowing him to eliminate the twelve villains who were plaguing the martial arts world in one fell swoop. He felt a surge of heroic spirit and immense joy.

The unpleasantness caused by those conspiracies, schemes, and estrangement is temporarily diluted by the heroic spirit of galloping through the world and settling scores.

"The world is so vast, where can't one go?"

What kind of opponent is there that we cannot fight?

Li Fu had to admit that

Along the way, Song Zhaoxue did indeed help him at some crucial moments, such as helping him resolve the tangled finger techniques he was under.

For example, if she hadn't secretly orchestrated the arrival of the Twelve Fiends in waves, thus dividing their forces,

I'm afraid it won't be so easy for me to eliminate them all in a short period of time.

Even if Song Zhaoxue's main purpose in eliminating the twelve villains was for the hundreds of thousands of taels of gold, Li Fu believed that she did not gain more than he had from this trip.

He even started to feel a little hopeful.

"Are there any blind assassin organizations that would dare to accept Wang Chongyu's bounty and come to their deaths?"

This is a perfect opportunity for me to test the power of my century-old skills.

However, once the news of the complete annihilation of the Twelve Killers spreads, it's likely that no assassin in the martial arts world will dare to take on any job related to him.

"Even so, Wang Chongyu must be eliminated to prevent future troubles."

Li Fu rode at full speed, and several days later, he had already left Qin Prefecture and entered Wei Prefecture.

Just as Li Fu was riding his horse on his way, the news that he had single-handedly wiped out the Twelve Fiends swept through the entire martial arts world like a hurricane!

Initially, the news only circulated among martial arts practitioners in the Qin and Wei areas, and many people were still skeptical.

After all, the Twelve Fierce Stars were notorious for their ferocity and were full of experts. How could they have been wiped out so easily, with not a single one left?

Even though the Twelve Fierce Generals failed in their assassination attempt on Li Fu, and more and more Fierce Generals died at his hands, it seems that they have not yet reached the few masters among the Twelve Fierce Generals whose martial arts are truly the most terrifying.

However, as time went on, more and more details were confirmed.

The Snake died in a roadside teahouse; the Rabbit died in a disguised assassination attempt; the Tiger was beheaded on a hillside after a duel; and the combined forces of the Dragon, Monkey, and Pig were also defeated by Li Fu...

One incident after another, one event after another, left no room for doubt.

The martial arts world was completely shaken!

From north to south, in restaurants and teahouses, in escort agencies and martial arts schools, in sects and halls... wherever martial arts practitioners gather, the focus of their discussions invariably revolves around Li Fu and the Twelve Fierce Generals.

Have you heard?

The Twelve Fierce Signs are finished!

They were all defeated by Li Fu, who wielded the Divine Dragon Palm!

"I've heard so much about it!"

I have a brother who is in the Qinzhou border army. He personally witnessed the female assassin Mao Tu's body being carried out of the military camp!

Goodness, the disguise is truly remarkable, and the timing of the assassination was impossible to guard against. Unfortunately, we ran into a tough opponent!

"I heard that the last three fierce masters came out together while Li Fu was engaged in a series of fierce battles. Chenlong's internal strength cultivation, Shenhou's swordsmanship... aren't they all top-notch in the martial arts world?"

They even lost when they teamed up!

Just how skilled is Li Fu in martial arts?

"It's not just high, it's unfathomable!"

Rumor has it that after his final battle with the three masters of Chenlong, his martial arts skills seemed to have improved again.

"Really?"

"Where did this person come from? I heard he's only about twenty years old."

"Let alone the younger generation in the martial arts world, even many of the leaders of prestigious sects and heads of martial arts families are far inferior."

"What exactly is Li Fu's background?"

The next chapter is even more exciting: Chapter 37, "Reward for Completing the Yi Jin Jing (Two Chapters Combined)," awaits your visit.

I'd only heard that he'd solved one or two strange cases before, but I never imagined his martial arts skills were even more terrifying!

"Regardless of his origins, after this battle, the name of Li Fu, the Dragon Palm Master, has become renowned throughout the country!"

From this day forward, when the martial arts world speaks of young heroes, who wouldn't mention Li Fu first?

"The twelve assassins failed in their assassination attempt and were instead wiped out. Haha, this is truly gratifying!"

These killers should have been dealt with long ago!

"However... that Li Fu was ruthless enough. As a head constable, he didn't leave a single one of the twelve murderers alive. Tsk tsk..."

"To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself!"

That was a kill-or-die assassination attempt; why would they hold back?

Amazement, praise, awe, speculation, and感慨... all sorts of discussions surged like a tide in every corner of the martial arts world.

Li Fu's name may have been heard by only a few people in the martial arts world before, but now he has truly become famous throughout the martial arts world.

His fame soared, and there were probably few people in the martial arts world who hadn't heard of him by then.

Although Li Fu was alone, his reputation was enough to be compared with that of some famous sect leaders, outlaws, and heads of martial arts families. Just mentioning his name was enough to make people in the martial arts world tremble.

……

Weizhou, Wang Chongyu's residence.

The study was brightly lit. Wang Chongyu, dressed in brocade casual clothes, stood by the window with his hands behind his back, gazing at the deep night with a furrowed brow.

He had been waiting here for many days, waiting for news that the Twelve Murderers had successfully assassinated Li Fu.

Ever since he learned that the Rat and Rooster's first assassination attempt had failed, he had been so angry that he smashed several expensive porcelain cups and cursed them as good-for-nothings.

But he still held onto hope.

The Twelve Fierce Assassins are infamous and their experts are numerous. Even if Li Fu had three heads and six arms, could he really kill all eleven top assassins?

In particular, there is a vicious man named Chen Long, who even killed the leader of the Beggars' Sect!

He firmly believed that as long as the remaining villains took the matter seriously and joined forces, Li Fu would surely die.

However, as news came intermittently—the deaths of the Horse, the Ox, the Sheep, the Snake… one after another—it was like a series of heavy hammer blows to his heart.

Although he could still manage to comfort himself.

Most of those who died were assassinated through cunning. The real top masters, such as Chenlong, Shenhou, and Yinhu, have not yet made their move. Once they do, the situation will definitely be reversed.

Li Fu could not escape his death.

But a sense of foreboding, like a venomous snake, coiled around his heart and wouldn't go away.

That night, the darkness deepened, and the wind seemed to blow more sharply than usual, rustling the leaves in the courtyard.

"Where have all the people gone...?"

Wang Chongyu was feeling irritable and was about to call for someone to refill his tea.

Suddenly, the candlelight in the study flickered!

It wasn't the wind blowing; the flame suddenly contracted inward, then surged, its light flickering and illuminating the entire room with an uncertain glow.

Wang Chongyu was startled and turned around abruptly.

In his study, which had previously been empty, four figures had silently appeared without him noticing!

The four men all wore large black cloaks and varied slightly in height, but were all slender and upright.

Judging from the half of their faces peeking out from under their hoods, the four men were all elderly, with white hair and beards.

But they were not the typical signs of old age; their white hair was meticulously combed and gleamed with a cold silver luster in the candlelight.

However, his face was deathly pale, as if it had never seen the sun in a long time, without a trace of color.

Who are you?

How did you get in?!

The four men in black robes stood there, seemingly blending into the shadows of the room, silent and emanating a cold and eerie aura. They didn't seem like living people, but rather like ghosts that had emerged from an ancient tomb.

What's most chilling are their eyes. Four pairs of eyes are empty and deep, like two bottomless ancient wells, exuding an inhuman indifference and deathly stillness that sends shivers down your spine.

Wang Chongyu was shocked and felt a chill run down his spine. He thought it was an assassin and immediately tried to call for his guards.

"Come--"

Before he could even utter the word "person," the dark figure closest to him suddenly moved!

The movement was so fast that it was beyond the human eye's ability to perceive, and Wang Chongyu's vision blurred for a moment.

One moment he was still a few steps away, and the next, a withered, cold, and pale hand, as white as jade, was already on his neck like a ghost!

His five fingers tightened slightly, and a chilling, bone-piercing energy penetrated his skin, causing Wang Chongyu's throat to tighten, his voice to catch in mid-air, and the hairs on his body to stand on end.

"Don't make a fuss."

We...are here to save you.

A deep voice emanated from beneath the hood, carrying a chilling, sinister aura.

Wang Chongyu was terrified as his neck was restrained, but having been in officialdom for a long time and holding such a lucrative position as the head of the Flower and Stone Tribute, he had seen his share of storms and forced himself to remain calm.

He glanced at the cold hand that was locking his neck.

"Help me?"

"Hmph, your appearance and methods make you seem more like an assassin sent to take my life."

Wang Chongyu attempted to use his power to intimidate others.

"Gentlemen, do you know who I, Wang, am?"

"Of course I know."

Another person spoke, their tone indifferent.

"You are the envoy of flowers and stones in Pingliang County, a member of the Wang family of Suzhou, whose wealth is comparable to that of a country."

Pingliang County is located at a strategic point on the Wei River, which is one of the lifelines for transporting the world's precious stones. Your position as the envoy of precious stones carries immense power and wealth, which is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Otherwise, we wouldn't have come to rescue you.

The withered hand that had been gripping Wang Chongyu's neck slowly loosened its grip, like a venomous snake returning to its hole, silently retracting into the wide sleeve of his black robe.

It seems they really didn't come to kill him.

Wang Chongyu rubbed his still icy neck and glanced warily at the four uninvited guests.

Although these four old men had different appearances—some were thin and frail, others were gaunt, and still others were deep and thoughtful—they all shared the same unique aura of having cultivated some kind of cold and sinister martial art for many years, as well as the subtle connection and unified energy between them.

The more he looked at him, the more familiar he felt. It seemed like he had heard of a similar person somewhere before, but he couldn't quite place it.

"Come save me?"

What utter nonsense are you spouting?

Wang Chongyu's mind raced, but his expression remained one of confusion.

"You still expect the Twelve Fierce Stars to kill Li Fu?"

Another human being.

"To tell you the truth, the twelve fierce signs... are all finished."

Dragon, Monkey, Pig, Tiger, Dog... not one was left; they all died at the hands of Li Fu.

At this moment, he is riding at full speed towards your Weizhou.

The purpose... is naturally to take your life and eliminate any future threats.

"What?!"

Wang Chongyu was struck dumb, his face turned deathly pale, and he blurted out.

"impossible!

That's absolutely impossible.

How powerful are the Twelve Fierce Signs?

How could he not kill a mere young martial arts practitioner, a lowly constable?

You...you mustn't try to scare me with these alarmist claims and extort money from me!