Sweeping Through Martial Arts: My Clone's Extraordinary Talent

In the end, Shen Han found a total of forty taels of silver notes on Kong Xuan and his two disciples.

After tidying up, he left.

As for the three bodies, there's no need to worry about them; the jackals and wild beasts in the vicinity will take care of them.

Back in the small courtyard in the east of Sanhe County.

It was nearly midnight.

Shen Han prepared a Qi-Gathering Powder and had his clone take it.

While his clone was practicing the breathing technique with the help of the Qi Condensation Powder, he began to review his trip to Stone Serpent Town that day.

Wen Tai, Zhao Yu, Xuan Yangzi, Kong Xuan... one face after another floated before his eyes, until finally Ning Xinxi and his servant.

I must say, it was extremely lucky.

What faction does Ning Xinxi belong to?

Judging from how easily her maid Yang Liu killed Kong Xuan, her cultivation level must be above the Bone Refining Realm!

The four stages of martial arts training: refining the skin, refining the flesh, refining the tendons, and refining the bones.

What lies beyond the Bone Refining Realm?

It seems that this world is much larger than we imagined!

He was currently only at the Skin Refining Realm, and compared to Ning Xinxi, he was not even a frog in a well.

"Fine, let's not even talk about reaching the level of their master and servant."

The most pressing task right now is to find a way to get promoted as quickly as possible and become the number one person in Sanhe County.

Thinking about it, Shen Han spread out the scroll on the table.

The scroll records a sword technique called the Sky-Splitting Sword Technique.

This sword technique is incredibly powerful, yet it has very few moves—only five in total. It emphasizes skillful execution without artifice, relying on brute force to achieve victory. Once mastered, one can draw any weight of sword with extreme speed, killing the enemy without them even realizing it. Moreover, the heavier the sword, the greater its power.

At the very end of the scroll, a curved knife with its dimensions marked is also depicted.

"Let's try creating a clone..."

An hour later, just as the clone finished practicing the breathing technique, Shen Han instructed him to practice the Heaven-Splitting Blade Technique.

Without complaint, the clone took the scroll of sword techniques and put it into the bronze mirror.

Soon, the clone finished reading the scroll.

"Practice it and let me see."

Shen Han looked at the bronze mirror impatiently.

Unexpectedly, the clone shook his head and pointed to his own empty hand.

"Need a knife?"

Shen Han immediately understood.

If I had known, I should have brought back the masked man's long sword.

But with the night deep and quiet and nowhere to look for a knife, Shen Han went into the courtyard and handed the wood-chopping knife to his clone in the mirror.

Taking the machete, the clone began practicing meticulously.

The clone is indeed a gifted individual; he grasped the essence of the Sky-Splitting Blade Technique on his very first practice.

Shen Han found the sight delightful.

A moment later, he brought up the control panel.

Martial Arts: Sky-Splitting Blade Technique (Beginner)

In just a quarter of an hour, he had mastered the basics of swordsmanship, a speed that was nothing short of miraculous.

"Practice hard!"

Shen Han was satisfied. He directed his clone to cultivate all night, while he fetched well water to wash himself and went to sleep.

……

Before we knew it, five days had passed.

For the past five days, Shen Han has been shuttling between the clinic and the courtyard, leading a fulfilling yet simple life.

noon.

"Brother Feng Hao, I'm going out for a bit. You can watch the clinic while I go."

After lunch, Shen Han left the clinic.

"clear."

Feng Hao quickly responded.

During this time, under Shen Han's tutelage, Feng Hao had many opportunities to practice. Before long, he was almost able to handle things on his own, except for some difficult cases.

That's why Shen Han had the opportunity to free up some time.

"Let's check the progress..."

Walking through the streets and alleys of Sanhe County, Shen Han opened the control panel.

Mirror owner: Shen Han

Cultivation level: Skin Refining

Exercise: Breathing Technique (Completed)

Martial Arts: Raging Dragon Fist (Perfected), Sky-Splitting Blade Technique (Minor Success)

Skill: Medical Skills (Perfect)

With his clone practicing day and night, his swordsmanship has reached a minor level of mastery.

The knives and techniques for drawing the blade and accumulating power are ingrained in his very being, and he knows exactly when to use which technique.

At the same time, under the effect of the Qi Condensation Powder, his cultivation level is also gradually improving.

Shen Han secretly tested himself and found that his strength had reached 800 jin.

"Let's try Xiao Cheng's swordsmanship."

He picked up a stick and used it as a long knife, then chopped at a discarded stone lion.

Boom!

In an instant, the stone lion split in two.

The wooden stick also broke off.

"Tsk tsk, if this is a good sword, its attack power will be even more exaggerated. Once I master the sword technique, I should be able to fight on equal footing with an ordinary martial artist in the Body Refining Realm."

Before long, he arrived at the entrance of a blacksmith shop.

"Young master, what would you like to buy?"

The blacksmith's shop owner, surnamed Lei, was a lean, middle-aged man.

Do you have any good knives here?

"knife?"

Manager Lei immediately said proudly, "Then young master has come to the right person."

In Sanhe County, when it comes to the skill of forging knives, I, Lei Ming, admit to being second to none.

"Young master, what kind of knife do you desire? I have it all."

They led Shen Han to the display case.

The cabinet displays all kinds of knives, long and short, wide and narrow, a dazzling array.

Shen Han glanced at it.

None of these knives were the curved blades depicted on the scroll, nor did any of them weigh more than ten pounds. The scroll clearly stated that the heavier the knife, the more powerful it would be.

"Do you have any heavier ones?"

"Young master, for ordinary people like us, knives are too heavy and inconvenient to carry and use..."

"So that means there isn't any left?"

Shen Han interrupted Lei Ming.

Lei Ming paused for a moment: "Young Master, are you a martial artist who has entered the realm?"

Shen Han replied, "I was just asking. If you don't have it here, I can go to another store."

"Young master, please come to the back room."

Lei Ming gritted his teeth and pulled Shen Han into an inconspicuous, secluded room.

The room was dark, and Lei Ming lit an oil lamp.

Three heavy swords appeared before my eyes.

Unlike the knives in the display case outside, these three knives are quite large, and each weighs more than fifty kilograms.

"How about these?"

Lei Ming said in a low voice, "There's nothing I can do. The imperial court has very strict control over the forging of heavy swords. I hope you can understand, young master."

That's absolutely true.

The imperial court had never interfered with the forging of ordinary knives, but once the weight exceeded a certain limit, it was clearly intended for use by martial artists, and the imperial court would then bring it under its control.

While certain forces can be ignored, a small blacksmith shop has no power to stand against the imperial court.

"It's still a bit too light..."

Shen Han picked up each knife and tested it.

With his late-stage Skin Refining Realm physique, a fifty-pound knife was as light as nothing to him.

"this……"

Lei Ming was completely speechless.

Shen Han put down the knife and said seriously, "How about this, Manager Lei? I'll give you the blueprints, and you forge one according to my specifications, okay?"

"What are your needs, young master?"

"A curved blade, weighing 100 jin (50 kg), with high hardness."

Shen Han took out a piece of paper with a drawing of a scimitar and its dimensions on it.

Lei Ming exclaimed in surprise, "One hundred jin?"

"Yes."

Shen Han nodded.

Seeing that Shen Han didn't seem to be joking, Lei Ming picked up the blueprints and studied them carefully, saying, "Since you have requirements for hardness, it would be best to add sixty catties of ferrous sulfate. However, the price will also increase accordingly."

"How much?"

"Sixty taels of silver."

Lei Ming announced a number.

Shen Han exclaimed in surprise, "So expensive?"

Lei Ming explained, "The main reason is that pyrite is expensive. If we only use ordinary iron, ten taels... no, eight taels would be enough."

"Okay, that's the price, but I don't have that much money with me today."

Shen Han made a decision quickly.

This money cannot be spared; we must use the best weapons available, no matter the cost!

"No problem, no problem, young master, you can pay half first."

Lei Ming said, "Forging a heavy sword is not easy. It will take at least ten days to complete. You can pay the remaining thirty taels when you come to pick up the sword in ten days."