Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

Chapter 76 of the high-energy novel, Nine Deaths Divine Skill (two parts combined), has been updated! Read it now:

"The Great Shift of Heaven and Earth".

Tang Boyong swung his palm, but with a casual flick of his left hand, a gentle yet powerful surge of true energy deflected Tang Boyong's attack entirely.

With a flick of his right hand, a condensed finger gust of wind aimed straight for Tang Boyong's chest!

Tang Boyong was shocked and quickly changed his move, crossing his palms in front of his chest to block the finger strike.

"Bang!"

As their fingers met, Tang Boyong felt an irresistible force pierce through his palms, causing his arms to ache and go numb, his blood to surge, and his feet to become unsteady.

Before he could even regain his footing, Li Fu delivered another seemingly effortless Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms strike.

hum!

Tang Boyong felt as if a raging storm was crashing against the shore, overwhelming him.

He stumbled back seven or eight steps before finally managing to stand firm. A sweet taste rose in his throat, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale.

The martial arts community found it hard to believe that this was the second young master of the Tang Clan, who had been defeated by Li Fu in just three moves.

However, although Tang Boyong was also shocked by Li Fu's martial arts skills, he showed no fear on his face. After spitting out another mouthful of blood, he revealed a cold smile that was a mixture of pain and great pride.

"Ahem... Haha, Li Fu."

Your martial arts skills are indeed superb. It was truly satisfying to kill a master like you.

"Did I hit too hard just now?"

"I beat you so badly you're out of your mind."

Li Fu looked at his palm with a puzzled expression.

"Do you know that you have been hit by my Tang family's secret martial art, the Ten Thousand Poisons Dissolving Technique!"

You should never have taken my tricks.

During our exchange just now, my poisonous internal energy had already taken the opportunity to invade your meridians!

No matter how profound your internal strength is, you cannot withstand this true energy that corrodes the heart and dissipates your energy!

Soon... soon you will feel your meridians burning, your body shrinking in excruciating pain, your internal energy dissipating, and you will become a cripple!

Hahaha... astonishing martial arts skills?

Unfortunately, it's all useless now!

Tang Boyong spoke arrogantly, as if victory was already assured.

The Tang Clan's ultimate martial art, the "Ten Thousand Poisons Dissolving Technique," is insidious and deadly. Countless masters of internal energy have fallen victim to this move throughout history; it is their most powerful martial art.

"Is that so?"

Li Fuwen's expression remained unchanged. He slightly twitched his wrist and pressed his palm outwards.

"laugh--"

A faint, almost invisible, bluish-black energy, carrying a sweet, metallic scent, shot out from his palm as if forced by an invisible force, striking a locust tree several steps away that was as thick as a bowl!

"Sizzle...click click..."

A chilling sound rang out!

The bark of the locust tree that was struck by the force of the energy quickly turned charred and dried out.

As if scorched by a raging fire, or as if all the moisture had been drained away, this withering spread rapidly upwards and downwards. In the blink of an eye, a section of the tree trunk, more than ten feet long, completely shrank and carbonized, its life force extinguished!

If this poisonous energy were to invade the body's meridians, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Those with profound skill will, as Tang Boyong said, experience atrophy of their meridians and dissipation of their true energy, becoming crippled. Those with weak skill will die before the symptoms even appear.

Everyone gasped in shock; the viciousness of the Tang Clan's poisonous arts was evident.

"Your 'Ten Thousand Poisons Transformation Technique' does indeed have some unique aspects."

It can use poisonous internal energy to specifically damage the meridians and destroy a person's power; it is indeed a vicious and destructive method.

Even a master of ordinary martial arts, whose skills far surpass yours, would be easily caught off guard if they were to exchange blows with you. At best, their power would be severely diminished; at worst, their life would be in danger.

Li Fuhun didn't care, withdrew his hand, and said calmly.

"Unfortunately, you've run into me today."

The internal energy I cultivate happens to be immune to all poisons, and its greatest strength lies in... neutralizing and countering all kinds of foreign true energy.

Your poison technique is so potent that it wouldn't even qualify me to circulate it once to resist it.

Before he finished speaking, his body swayed slightly.

Everyone only saw a blur before their eyes, and Li Fu left an afterimage in the original place and appeared in front of Tang Boyong, whose smug face had frozen, with the two of them only three feet apart!

"You...you..."

Tang Boyong raised his hand to try to defend himself, but it was too late. He was then struck by a casual slap, causing him to vomit blood and kneel on the ground in front of Li Fu.

He angrily tried to get up, but when he looked up, he froze. Looking at Li Fu, who was so close to him, his calm and expressionless face seemed more terrifying than a demon to him.

A terrifying aura locked onto him, preventing him from moving an inch.

He had no doubt that if he made any rash move now, he would be met with a thunderous blow, and his opponent could take his life with a single casual move.

Tang Boyong was filled with shock and frustration.

He had been practicing the Ten Thousand Poisons Transformation Technique since childhood, enduring countless hardships and inhuman tortures before finally mastering this vicious skill, which he regarded as his trump card and the greatest asset in the martial arts world.

But now, this martial art, which is enough to make all the masters in the martial arts world tremble with fear, is completely ineffective against Li Fu?!

This was almost more unacceptable to him than being beaten to the point of vomiting blood and kneeling on the ground.

Li Fu looked down at him with a cold gaze.

"Now, tell me everything you know about this matter: the origins of these Black Riders, their mastermind, and why your Tang Clan wants to capture this person."

besides,"

He paused, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"You...you dare to covet my Tang Clan's secret martial arts?!"

Tang Boyong was both shocked and furious upon hearing this. "Don't even think about it! Even if I die, I will never reveal the Tang Clan's secret techniques to outsiders!"

He roared, his voice filled with bluster but his heart was filled with fear.

Li Fu's gaze turned cold.

Just now.

Whoosh—Bang!

A sharp whistling sound suddenly rang out, followed by a bright red firework exploding in mid-air!

The light was clearly visible even in broad daylight and lingered for a long time.

Everyone was startled and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see that the signal was rising from the direction of the captured black riders.

The Black Rider leader, who had been given special attention by Li Fu and had his hands and feet crippled, somehow managed to use his few remaining fingers to painstakingly pull out a specially made signal arrow fuse from a hidden pouch at his waist and successfully ignite it!

Chen Tao and the other constables' expressions changed drastically. They turned around, kicked the black-clad cavalry leader several times, and said in annoyance.

"Boss!"

It's all our fault.

Just now... just now this man said you were poisoned by him, we were all watching you closely, but for a moment we weren't paying attention to these guys... and they took advantage of the situation!"

A person's name, a tree's shadow.

The Tang Clan is infamous for its viciousness, inspiring fear in all who hear of it. The martial arts skills that make the Second Young Master of the Tang Clan so proud must be even more ruthless.

They were intimidated by Tang Boyong's words and their minds were drawn to him. They were worried about Li Fu, which gave the Black Riders an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

Who would have thought that Tang Boyong's proud poison skills would not cause Li Fu any trouble and would be easily neutralized.

The black-clad riders were brutally beaten by the constables, but they also kept a close eye on their target, a pale man captured in a net. He seemed willing to die rather than give up the orders given by the person behind the scenes.

"It's alright."

Li Fu was not angry. He looked up at the red fireworks in the sky that were gradually fading away.

"This may not be a bad thing."

Judging from the signal arrow, it's probably a call for help. The fact that they're sending the signal means that there are accomplices nearby, or rather... their master might be attracted soon.

That saves me the trouble of looking for it.

However, he immediately followed up with a few flicks of his finger, ending the lives of those people.

Several Black Knight corpses, each with a bloody hole between their eyebrows, fell to the ground.

Li Fu had never seen these soldiers before and was quite curious about them, so he wanted to keep them alive to study them, but now perhaps that's no longer necessary.

He looked at Tang Boyong again.

"Young Master Tang, the signal has been sent. It shouldn't be long before someone visits this small mountain village again."

But we still have some time before that.

"I just don't know how many tortures this pampered second young master of the Tang Clan can endure before he dies without revealing anything?"

"you……"

Tang Boyong was intimidated by Li Fu's cold gaze and veiled threat in his words.

This person acts without any scruples, shows no fear of the Tang Clan's infamous reputation, and will never hesitate to take action once the word is spoken.

His mind raced with thoughts.

The distress signal sent by the black-clad rider was clearly visible for dozens of miles, and his seventh brother, who had split up with him to search, and his men must have seen it as well.

He thought that by finding the target first, he could achieve great merit and outshine his seventh brother in front of his father.

Unexpectedly, Li Fu, whose martial arts were like monsters, appeared out of nowhere, causing his mission to fail and making him a prisoner.

Weighing the pros and cons, life is of the essence.

Before Li Fuzhen could even begin the torture, Tang Boyong had already given in.

He gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay, I'll tell you. Whatever you want to know, I can tell you."

However, one thing is certain: the "Ten Thousand Poisons Transformation Technique" is a closely guarded secret of our Tang Clan, and there is absolutely no way it could be revealed to outsiders. As for the rest, feel free to ask.

Li Fu had indeed been looking for a martial art that could subdue the enemy, preventing them from using their internal energy to commit suicide or resist. This Ten Thousand Poisons Transformation Technique could neutralize a person's internal energy and damage their meridians, which was exactly what he wanted.

However, this is clearly an extremely profound martial art that requires specific poison techniques and mental cultivation methods. Even with the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth combined with the Nine Yang Divine Skill, one cannot easily understand its essence.

"Let's talk about other things first. If you dare to hide anything, I'll make you suffer the most."

Li Fu said calmly.

Someone will be here soon; let's ask them a few questions first.

His hearing was amazing. Just now, when Tang Jin was trying to dissuade Tang Boyong, he mentioned the Seventh Young Master, who must be another direct descendant of the Tang Clan.

Li Fu could guess what Tang Boyong was up to, but he neither exposed him nor took it to heart.

Tang Boyong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Li Fu was not going to mention the secret manual for the time being. Fearing that he would be tortured and humiliated in front of so many people, he dared not hide anything and told them everything he knew.

"Have you heard of the name of the Hermit Wujiang?"

"The Hermit of No-Stem?"

Li Fu had not heard of it.

Chen Tao, who was standing to the side, seemed to have heard something, and the other martial arts figures also showed some subtle reactions.

Chen Tao leaned closer and informed him.

"Boss, I think I've heard of this person before... He's rumored to be an eccentric figure from the martial arts world, highly skilled in martial arts, and also proficient in medicine, toxicology, and mechanical engineering."

But most importantly... it is rumored that he is a distinguished guest in the residence of Prime Minister Cai, and one of the extraordinary individuals whom Prime Minister Cai has cultivated.

Li Fu looked at Tang Boyong, his tone carrying a hint of sarcasm.

"Cai Feng's retainers?"

Don't you remember that your Tang Clan was also one of the henchmen of the treacherous minister?

What's this? We're all birds of a feather, why are you fighting amongst yourselves?

This is not surprising; it would be strange if wicked people could get along well.

Tang Boyong snorted coldly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

"This Wujiang Hermit is indeed a master of the heretical path. He has a broad knowledge of astronomy, geography, divination, poisons and medicine, and his expertise is quite profound."

Those black riders you just saw, those almost emotionless and fearless soldiers, were humanoid weapons he created using his unique acupuncture technique!

It's a secret weapon specially developed for Prime Minister Tsai!

He made no attempt to conceal this shocking secret, revealing it to the public with a malicious sneer as he glanced at the crowd around him.

Tang Boyong did this on purpose, to let everyone present know that this matter involved the powerful and all-powerful Prime Minister Cai, to make them understand the seriousness of the matter, to make them back down and be wary!

The more you know, the faster you die.

As expected, upon hearing this, Chen Tao and the other constables, as well as those martial arts figures, all changed their expressions drastically, their eyes revealing fear.

Cai Xiang's name was renowned, his power was immense, and his cronies were everywhere in the court and among the people.

Why did he secretly have people study these inhuman soldiers who only obey orders?

Thinking hard.

This is an absolutely earth-shattering secret that must never be leaked!

However, to Tang Boyong's disappointment, Li Fu remained calm and composed, as if he had only heard about a trivial matter.

He coldly pressed on:

"So, the master behind this group of soldiers is none other than the Hermit of No Frozen Body."

So what's the story with this person you're trying to arrest?

What is his background? Is he also a type of soldier figure?

"No, his situation is different from those soldiers."

Tang Boyong glanced at the pale man bound by the Heavenly Silkworm Net, who was still struggling and growling on the ground despite his weakness, and shook his head.

"Such a master cannot be easily created."

However, he does have some connection with soldiers.

He paused, then continued.

"Master Wujiang is extremely skilled in martial arts and is a rare master in the world."

What's even more amazing is that even when this person is seriously injured, he can recover completely in a very short time, and his internal strength is unbelievably profound.

All of this is because he cultivates a divine skill called the Nine Deaths Divine Art!

"Nine Deaths Divine Skill?!"

Chen Tao was stunned, and a chorus of surprised and doubt arose from the surrounding martial arts practitioners, who all seemed to have heard of this name before.

"Nine Deaths Divine Skill?"

I feel like I've heard that name somewhere before.

Li Fu repeated it. He felt a sense of familiarity with the name, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't quite place it.

Chen Tao quickly reminded him.

"Boss."

Legend has it that more than a hundred years ago, there was a peerless master of the evil sect in the martial arts world who was known as the Immortal Taoist. He was vaguely called the number one evil person at that time, and his signature martial art was the Nine Deaths Divine Skill.

This skill is rumored to be profound and incredible.

Once mastered, one possesses an extremely tenacious vitality. As long as the head is intact, one can survive even the most severe injuries, and there are even legends that one can survive having their heart pierced!

However… this story is too bizarre and too ancient. Although it is widely circulated in the martial arts world, most people in the martial arts community regard it as absurd tales and no one takes it seriously.

Li Fu remembered.

He looked at the pale-skinned man on the ground, whose regenerative abilities were astonishing.

"So, this person's rapid healing was due to practicing the Nine Deaths Divine Art?"