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"He's really dead."

Han Ping'an squatted down next to Ya Ge and checked his breathing, his gaze falling on the latter's neck.

The bloodwing beetle was still crawling on it, its mouthparts firmly inserted into the blood vessels to swallow blood.

In a very short moment.

Ya Ge's face went from deathly pale to ashen, and his face looked noticeably thinner.

"Mid-stage Blood Refinement, caught off guard by the paralysis, there is no way to resist."

"In addition, there's bloodlust, killing people to raise insects."

If there are three.

One neck, one ankle, and the other poised to strike—a three-pronged attack.

That effect, when applied to combat, is virtually invincible.

"Judging from this guy's reaction just now, even a late-stage or perfect Blood Refinement cultivator would lose the initiative if suddenly attacked."

huh~~

Han Ping'an let out a breath, glanced at Ya Ge's slightly shrunken figure, and quickly scanned his surroundings.

"They're already dead."

"Since we're already here..."

Although he didn't initially intend to kill Ya Ge.

But if someone is already dead, why think about so much?

Swish!

Han Ping'an picked up Ya Ge's body, jumped over the wall, and entered his house.

First, he searched the person's body and found a total of seventeen taels of silver in the purse.

He stuffed the money bag into his pocket and quickly went into the house to search.

During the process, the hands are always touched first.

In no time at all, Ya Ge's entire fortune was discovered.

Twenty-one taels of silver, two martial arts manuals, and a blood ginseng.

The total amount of silver was thirty-eight taels.

Blood ginseng is worth about four or five taels.

Han Ping'an looked at the two booklets.

One is the Black Tiger Fist, the other is the Eagle Claw Hand.

It's slightly more powerful than the Rolling Stones, but it's still just average.

Han Pingan thought to himself, "What a pity."

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They didn't encounter anything that could trigger the Life Cauldron.

However, this unexpected gain was not without its benefits.

He picked up his things and went out of the house.

"I'm gone."

After eating and drinking its fill, the bloodwing beetle flapped its wings and flew to Han Ping'an's shoulder, landing on the seam of his clothes.

You wouldn't notice it at all unless you looked closely.

Moreover, the Life Cauldron can store the things it casts, including living creatures.

If you are fighting someone, first hide the Life Cauldron, then release it when the opportunity arises, making it even more difficult for the enemy to defend against.

Having witnessed the power of the bloodwing beetle firsthand, Han Ping'an has made up his mind to get three and carefully raise them.

Han Pingan left quietly.

He walked calmly down the street.

First time killing someone.

I felt nothing.

Although it wasn't done by me personally, it's still my achievement.

Even standing in front of Ya Ge's corpse, he felt no emotion whatsoever.

He felt that even if he were to slit his own throat and witness the blood splattering, he wouldn't feel any discomfort or nausea.

Are the scenes of the first murder in those novels and movies a bit exaggerated?

After muttering to himself, he slowly returned to the shop, only to find it open.

Upon closer inspection, Gu Ming was sitting behind the counter.

"Where have you been, you little brat?"

"I was a little hungry from practicing martial arts earlier, so I went to the front and got something to eat."

Han Ping'an grinned and then told Gu Ming about Ya Ge's earlier visit.

Gu Ming wasn't surprised at all, and said with a playful tone, "Never mind that. But that monkey is really something. I went out and found out some things too."

"The government is looking for him because he killed one of their constables. Besides the Black Tiger Gang, even the Snake Hand Gang is looking for him."

"It seems that they have offended several Bone Refinement level martial artists from the Black Tiger Hall and the Snake Hand Gang at the same time."

"The Snake Hand Gang too?"

Han Ping'an clicked his tongue in amazement.

He's a ruthless person.

The Snake Hand Gang and the Black Tiger Gang are roughly equal in strength, but their territory is on the other side.

"Hopefully this guy can hold on, but even if he dies, he should spend all his money here first."

"Brother Ming, this guy has offended two gangs at the same time. If he has some money, this place is the perfect place for him to spend it."

Gu Ming chuckled, "This guy ordered a repeating crossbow. He'll come back in a few days. One person is equivalent to a month's worth of work at other times."

Han Ping'an also had a smile on his face.

He then said, "Ming-ge, I'm going to practice in the back for a while longer."

"Go."

……

half a month later.

【Life Cauldron】

Blood, essence, and lifespan—these three elements transform into the life-giving fire, forging precious treasures.

Excessive depletion of blood and essence will shorten one's lifespan.

[Master of the Cauldron: Han Ping'an]

Lifespan: 36 years

"Lifespan of thirty-six years."

"The essence and energy within the Yin Essence Blood Jade are completely absorbed, yielding a value several times greater than what was lost."

Han Ping'an stared at the Life Cauldron panel, overjoyed.

There is nothing more joyful than living longer.

Everyone wants to live longer.

However, he could sense that the increase in his lifespan over these six years was not entirely due to the Yin Essence Blood Jade, but also to the key factor of his own martial arts training.

I left the room.

Han Ping'an's single thought caused turmoil throughout his body.

Wow!!

Qi and blood surge, and yin energy circulates.

In comparison, Yin energy is more powerful and vigorous than Qi and blood, with a force like a rushing river.

Now, he is physically strong and powerful.

The Yin Wind Mystic Palm technique is almost at the minor completion stage.

The wooden stake in the corner was visible.

Han Ping'an swayed.

Swish!

Bang!

*Smack! Smack!*

Palms flashed, followed by a sharp sound.

The surface of the wooden stake was instantly covered in flying debris, leaving deep marks.

A chilling wind howled, making the corner of the courtyard gloomy.

As the flesh and bones stretched and loosened, a series of crackling sounds from the bones rang out.

Immersed in cultivation, Han Ping'an felt an unprecedented sense of freedom within his body. Suddenly, the flowing Yin energy enveloped his blood and qi, penetrating and surging fiercely.

hiss!

He shuddered, his pupils contracting.

"This is... Yin energy internal cultivation?"

"Bone Refinement?"

With a sudden thought, Han Ping'an was both surprised and delighted. Without hesitation, he followed the trace from before and stirred up his Yin energy once more.

He swayed and changed his moves.

The Yin Wind Mystic Palm transformed into the Black Tiger Fist.

Swish swish! !

Amidst the whistling sound, there was a crisp cracking sound of bones.

The fists were terrifying, exuding a menacing aura.

Black Tiger Fist is fierce and violent, even surpassing Rolling Stone Fist by several points.

In this posture, every part of the body is affected.

Han Ping'an felt waves of stinging and itching in his muscles and bones, and as time went by, the sensation became more and more intense.

Tempering bones.

Ordinary people only temper their blood and bones.

In addition to his vital energy and blood, he also possessed a pure and abundant yin energy.

A two-pronged approach.

Half an hour later.

Han Ping'an slowly withdrew his fist, exhaled a long breath of turbid air, and the turmoil within his body gradually subsided.

He stared straight ahead at the wooden stake, then suddenly sprang to his feet.

Snap snap snap snap~

Amid a series of bone-cracking sounds, a violent and fierce force erupted from deep within the skeleton, shooting out along the spine and slamming into the wooden stake.

Bang!

The wooden stake trembled violently, and the fist sank deep into the ground.

puff!

The back of the wooden stake suddenly shattered.

Han Ping'an swayed and arrived behind the wooden stake. He was astonished when he saw the huge gap that had been pierced and blasted open by the force.

This power is a bit too strong.

"I didn't expect that because of the special Yin energy, I would enter the Bone Refining Realm so quickly."

He thought he would need to buy some more medicine to stock up before he had enough.

However, they clearly underestimated the Yin energy cultivated within their bodies and the extent of the physical changes brought about by the Yin Essence Blood Jade.

Han Ping'an was no stranger to the power of the Bone Refining level.

Gu Ming's cultivation level is at the late stage of Bone Refinement.

I paid a lot of attention to it during my daily practice.

The power of that punch far surpassed that of someone just entering the initial stage of Bone Refinement.

Combined with the three bloodwing beetles I've been raising for over half a month, hey, they're something else!

"If Ming-ge saw this wooden stake, he'd probably be shocked."

Han Ping'an stared at the wooden stake and nodded in satisfaction. Suddenly, he remembered that there seemed to be some ripple on the panel just now, so he brought up the panel without thinking.

【Life Cauldron】

[Master of the Cauldron: Han Ping'an]

Lifespan: 46 years

"Holy crap, my lifespan increased by ten years?!"