Dark Immortal Cultivation

Physical Strength: 1.0

Zhang Qing took a long breath, and his bones and muscles suddenly made a series of cracking sounds as they tensed and bulged.

That familiar feeling is back.

However, the same high-grade Qi-strengthening pill was obviously not as effective as the first one, only making up for some of his physical losses.

Zhang Qing was not surprised.

Because the effects of this type of elixir are often not cumulative.

The first one is the best, the second one is next, the third one is next again...

Using more than a few pills will have little effect, or only provide basic benefits.

Therefore, he pinned his hopes on the five fragments of the ruins.

[Powerful Energy +0.3], [Powerful Energy +0.2], [Powerful Energy +0.2]...

In the blink of an eye, a lot of powder and debris appeared on the ground, all of which were left behind after Zhang Qing absorbed the fragments of the Void.

These five fragments of the ruins gave him a total of 1.3 in energy.

Since first acquiring powerful energy, Zhang Qing has never fought such a rich battle!

Without the slightest hesitation, he poured all the power points he had just obtained into the three major attributes of [Physical Strength], [Divine Soul], and [Spellcasting].

Physical Strength: 1.6

[Soul: 2.7]

Martial Arts Skill: 0.3

[Spellcast: 2.7]

[Powerful: 0.0]

Everything can be enhanced.

Looking at the changes in the three major attributes on the data panel, Zhang Qing was very satisfied.

This time, he made a tough decision and raised the [Physical] attribute, which he hadn't paid much attention to before, to a level of 1.6.

If we encounter the Hehuan Sect again in the future...

Zhang Qing subconsciously glanced down and felt that simply increasing the [Physical] attribute was not enough; he needed to specifically strengthen his equipment.

Then we'll have the strength to fight!

As soon as he had that thought, memories of last night surged into his mind.

Perhaps it was because of the synchronous increase in his [Soul] attribute, but Zhang Qing actually recalled some of the events after he was knocked down.

Although these memories are very vague and lack many details.

But this left Zhang Qing completely bewildered.

Besides Madam Xu, there was actually another one...

Could it be that...?

Zhang Qing felt a chill run down his spine, and his heart felt like it was being galloped by a thousand horses.

God have mercy!

No wonder he, who had already lost his vital essence, had more than a third of his body strength drained away this time!

But having said all that, they must have held back.

Otherwise, after two against one all night, it would be quite normal for them to drain him of his powerless strength until he was reduced to a pulp.

Zhang Qing couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

As I relaxed, more and more beautiful scenes appeared one after another.

But as his blood rushed upwards and downwards, a thunderous roar came from his stomach.

This is the strongest protest from an extremely thirsty stomach!

Not only that, at this moment Zhang Qing even felt that every inch of his muscles and bones was craving an infusion of energy.

Fortunately, he was prepared for this and quickly took out a water pouch and a large amount of smoked meat from his storage bag.

Start wolfing it down as fast as you can!

A piece of dry, hard smoked meat was stuffed into Zhang Qing's mouth. He bit down hard with his teeth, easily tearing it apart and grinding it into mincemeat.

Swallow it with saliva.

His stomach immediately began to move, working hard to digest the food he had just eaten.

Zhang Qing consumed a full fifteen jin (approximately 7.5 catties) of smoked beast meat in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Even after adding a sack of water, his belly didn't bulge at all after he finished eating!

The hunger and thirst in his body were greatly reduced, and the remaining medicinal power of the Vitality-Boosting Pill was activated, further strengthening Zhang Qing's physique.

When he heard the familiar whistle outside, his [Physical] attribute actually increased by 0.1!

But Zhang Qing had no time to be happy. He quickly grabbed his storage bag and identity token and hurriedly left his home.

Tonight is Zhang Qing's turn to be on duty.

The whistle he had just heard was the signal from the Changfeng Society to summon the night patrol disciples.

If you don't arrive at the base on time, you will be severely punished!

However, Zhang Qing's house was not far from the Changfeng Society's headquarters, so he had plenty of time.

As he pushed open the door, he couldn't help but glance at the other side.

The Ye family's gate was tightly shut, with a large lock wrapped in talisman paper hanging on it—this meant that the family was traveling far away and their return was uncertain!

Although there were no surprises, Zhang Qing's feelings were still somewhat complicated.

He clicked his tongue, made a hand seal to cast a "Gentle Breeze Technique" on himself, and hurriedly headed to the camp.

Upon arriving at the outer hall, Wei Xiong was already waiting with several of his gang members.

"Um?"

Upon seeing Zhang Qing, Wei Xiong frowned: "Why aren't you wearing military uniform?"

Military uniform is just a uniform.

The inner and outer disciples of the Changfeng Society wear different styles and colors of their uniforms, which are easily distinguishable at a glance.

Zhang Qing was wearing ordinary clothes today.

He immediately realized he had made a mistake, and could only explain, "I accidentally tore it when I went out yesterday, and I haven't had time to replace it yet."

Gang uniforms can be replaced if they are damaged.

Of course, you have to pay for it yourself.

Wei Xiong waved his hand dismissively: "Then let's change into a different set now, it's on me!"

Zhang Qing, embarrassed, said, "Thank you, team leader!"

He doesn't need the small advantage, but he knows that refusing would be wrong.

But at that moment, Wei Xiong suddenly seemed to realize something, his tiger eyes filled with suspicion, and his brows furrowed into a deep frown.

He stepped forward, his piercing eyes fixed on Zhang Qing, and his thick nose twitched suddenly.

"Such a strong foxy aura!"

The Qi Refining Level 4 Body Cultivator's face darkened, and his gaze towards Zhang Qing turned hostile: "Zhang Qing, you're so young, don't be like those lazy and lecherous people, wasting your talisman money and essence on the Hehuan Sect members!"

What?

Zhang Qing was stunned for a moment before he realized—it turned out that the team leader thought he was a drifter!

He felt even more wronged than Dou E.

Is it really a case of injustice?

Zhang Qing had no way to explain, and replied with a bitter face, "I will certainly keep the captain's teachings in mind."

He also knew that Wei Xiong was reminding him in good faith.

"Then I'll remember that!"

Wei Xiong's expression softened slightly, and he stretched out his large palm and patted Zhang Qing's shoulder forcefully.

Previously, Wei Xiong really thought highly of Zhang Qing, a young man who was useful, resourceful, and skilled in the "Blazing Fire Technique," making him qualified to become a core member of the gang.

But not being able to control your crotch is another matter entirely!

To teach Zhang Qing a small lesson, he used a bit of force in those two slaps.

It carried a hint of disappointment and frustration.

But Zhang Qing not only stood firmly, but his body didn't even sway, and he easily withstood the palm strike.

Wei Xiong was greatly surprised.

It was only then that he noticed that Zhang Qing's physique had become noticeably stronger.

It is no longer the "frail and weak" creature it once was.

But Wei Xiong remembered very clearly that Zhang Qing was following the path of legal revision.

Did he switch to body cultivation?

Wei Xiong withdrew his large hand, a thoughtful look on his rough face.

But he didn't have time to think too much about it.

Because all the members of the third night patrol team had arrived, they were about to set off on their patrol.