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Bang!

Han Ping'an knelt on the ground, his body bent over, covering his mouth in pain and groaning softly.

His hand, which had merged with the jade-like hand, twisted and twitched wildly, becoming unrecognizable as a hand.

Large drops of sweat gathered into strings and then into a tide, soaking through clothes and wetting the ground.

Several dozen breaths passed.

Huff~~

A sudden, heavy breathing echoed through the front hall.

Han Ping'an shuddered, then collapsed to the ground as if all his strength had been drained, his gaze fixed on the blurry roof beams.

Alive.

I'm finally alive.

The excruciating pain in my hand subsided, replaced by an indescribable lightness and strength.

It was as if it had been fitted with a steel claw.

a long time.

After calming down considerably, Han Ping'an got up from the ground and looked at his palm.

There is no difference compared to before.

But the inside has undergone earth-shattering changes.

He slightly bent his fingers, and instantly, strands of invisible power gathered between his five fingers in his palm, sharp and fierce, like the edge of a knife.

"So strong."

Han Ping'an felt he could easily crush the hard iron.

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

A surge of yin energy rushed into his body.

Without any hesitation or delay, the Yin energy merged and converged with the power of the jade hand in his palm.

"As expected of the Life Cauldron."

Han Ping'an was deeply moved.

  

Its own yin energy perfectly merged with the power in the Bone-Eroding Jade Hand.

If he hadn't directly forged the Destiny Cauldron, he would have had to endure even more hardship and spend even more time on his own.

"Let's test its power."

Han Ping'an got up and went to the backyard.

The original wooden stakes were now riddled with holes.

His gaze shifted, landing on a millstone-sized rock in the corner. He approached it and casually grabbed it with his claw.

His five fingers were bent and spread out, like iron hooks.

Snapped!

A crisp sound reached the ears, and debris flew everywhere.

My five fingers sank deep into the boulder without any discomfort or stinging.

Not even a scratch.

It looks like this stone is made of tofu.

hiss!

Han Ping'an looked at the holes left by the five fingers and couldn't help but gasp.

He only used five-tenths of his strength.

The full power of the Bone-Eroding Jade Hand was even more astonishing than imagined.

Swish swish! !

Han Ping'an's figure swayed, his claws flashing like lightning, piercing the air and emitting a series of ear-piercing whistles.

Several dozen breaths later.

He suddenly stopped, overjoyed.

"A deadly weapon."

"Even Doflamingo probably couldn't withstand this claw strike from me."

The right hand, encased in flesh and blood, had undergone a complete transformation and possessed an extremely corrosive power.

Compared to Li Dahe, it has even greater advantages.

The Yin energy within him blended perfectly, and as his cultivation level increased, he was further refined, continuously improving.

Under Li Dahe's guidance, it reached its pinnacle.

"There's also the Blood Jade Bone-Eroding Claw martial art."

Han Ping'an returned to the front hall and retrieved the Blood Jade Corrosion Claw Book.

This martial art now belongs to a general store.

Although the requirements for cultivation are extremely high and the difficulty is also great.

However, its power is astonishing, and because of Li Dahe, it has a small reputation within the gang.

It's not that no one is buying.

Selling them for tens of taels of silver is no problem at all; you can make money off the monkeys and then make money off others.

Han Ping'an watched intently.

a long time.

He put down the booklet, his palms twitching thoughtfully.

The perfect jade hand forged by the Destiny Cauldron, according to the description of this martial art, can be said to be already perfect.

Its cultivation method involves constant striking, using both external and internal forces to continuously temper its strength.

Secondly, there are substances like Blood Treasure Sand, which are made from essence and blood, and when absorbed by the palm, they also fall under the category of external force.

The most crucial element is the unique corrosive power of the jade hand.

However, because the jade hand has already been forged and fused, and its foundation is established, even forces such as Yin Sha can continuously amplify the degree of erosion.

Even certain drugs and monsters with unique corrosive power.

Just practice step by step.

"Corpse Bead, Wolf Fang Pendant, Blood Treasure Sand, and the rest of these things can not only strengthen my own Yin energy, but also enhance the power of the Bone-Eating Claw."

"It really fits perfectly."

"Let's try a Blood Treasure Sand first."

One grain of Blood Treasure Sand contains fifty drops of blood and seven streams of vital energy, which can be withstood for the time being.

Swish!

The new Bloodstone Sand has a more crimson and eerie color than before.

What was originally like sand grains now resembles blood crystals.

Han Ping'an grasped the jade hand in his palm and unleashed its power.

hum!

Strands of pure blood energy entered his palm and spread into his five fingers.

Some even seeped into the body and were swallowed up by the yin energy.

This absorption method is entirely due to the strength of the jade hand.

People of Li Dahe's caliber cannot do this at all; they can only crush the Blood Treasure Sand, boil it into a soup, and soak their hands in it to slowly absorb the nutrients.

"In this way, when facing an enemy, a single claw can tear apart the opponent's flesh and blood, eroding and even devouring the opponent's blood energy and strength."

Han Ping'an raised an eyebrow, his expression strange.

It's getting increasingly sinister.

However, the reforged Blood Crystal Sand seems to be a bit weak.

In a short while, the power within the Blood Crystal Sand was completely absorbed.

With a slight exertion of force, it turned into a cloud of powder and fell down.

The improvement from the jade hand was negligible.

"There are 27 pills left. Why not feed them to the three bloodwing beetles?"

Bloodwing beetles are also a major weapon.

After being fed for so long, it can now easily threaten the Bone Refining Realm.

The essence of Blood Treasure Sand is also Blood Essence. Absorbing these will further enhance one's strength.

After a flurry of thoughts, Han Ping'an made up his mind.

Unbeknownst to us, things have already reached this point.

With these tactics employed simultaneously, Gu Ming was completely overwhelmed.

"Go practice martial arts. My progress with the Yin Wind Mystic Palm is still a bit slow."

Han Ping'an got up and went to the backyard to continue his cultivation.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

Han Ping'an has already reforged and absorbed all the items, including the wolf fang pendant and the corpse bead.

His cultivation level has improved considerably.

During this time, even when he sparred with Gu Ming, Gu Ming did not have an easy time even without using the full power of the Blood Jade Bone-Corroding Claw.

The most celebratory thing is that these ten days of cultivation have increased my lifespan by a full eight years.

Forty plus eight, to live to forty-eight, that's something to celebrate.

In addition, there is good news.

The monkey's injuries have finally healed.

The front of the grocery store.

All three of them were present.

Facing Han Ping'an and Gu Ming, the monkey looked obsequious and spoke in a very humble tone.

But he had no complaints; on the contrary, he enjoyed it.

Finally, I have a place to stay.

Although he was heavily in debt.

"Here, two human skin masks."

"Although they're rather rough, no one will look closely here. If someone with ulterior motives notices you looking like this, it could be troublesome." Gu Ming took out two human skin masks from his pocket and threw them in front of the monkey.

The monkey's face lit up with joy: "Thank you, Brother Ming."

He was also afraid of being noticed.

With the Snake Hand Gang members like Li Dahe dead, the threat here is much smaller.

But Lin Gang of the Black Tiger Hall is still alive, and there is still a portrait of him from the yamen (government office).

"Twenty taels a bill, I'll owe you." Gu Ming curled his lip.

"Five hundred and forty taels," the monkey said crisply.

Seeing the monkey's reaction, Han Ping'an was speechless. This guy really seemed to regard the general store as his future home.

Five hundred and forty taels of silver in debt… His heart stirred, and he said calmly, “I earn one tael of silver a month at the shop. Now that you’re one of us, based on your mid-stage Bone Refining cultivation, let’s say you earn ten taels a month working for the shop.”

Although he receives a salary, he is not an outsider.

They say it's only a few ounces a month, but they're constantly being fed by Uncle Gu and his nephew. They take any usable resources they can find; if they really need money, they just say so and they can withdraw it from the account.

Unlike monkeys.

In the mid-stage of Bone Refinement, if one were to work extremely hard, it wouldn't be difficult to earn several times more in a month.

"That's enough, more than enough."

Nowadays, monkeys don't crave anything.

Gu Ming simply kept quiet; in this area, Han Ping'an was the authority.

Han Ping'an continued, "If we really need you to do anything else, we won't treat you unfairly."

"It would be best to pay off the debt first."

The monkey patted his chest and laughed, "Brother Ping An, don't worry. As long as you trust me, the general store is my home. Although I, the monkey, am currently desperate, I still have some ways to make money."

"Don't do anything immoral or heinous." Han Ping'an's expression turned solemn.

The monkey's mouth twitched slightly.

Is it morally reprehensible?

You guys kill so ruthlessly, and you even dare to sell controlled crossbows. I couldn't compare to you when I was an assassin.

Despite his complaints, he maintained a righteous and righteous demeanor on the surface.

"I've entrusted everything to Ping An. Call me if anything happens."

Seeing that everything was under Han Ping'an's control, Gu Ming didn't linger any longer, waved his hand, and went back to practice martial arts.

After the back door closed, Monkey grinned, leaned close to Han Ping'an, and whispered, "Brother Ping'an, you know about Lin Gang's situation. Can you help me get revenge?"

"I've ended up like this because of Lin Gang. I won't be at peace until he's dead."

Han Ping'an frowned: "Why didn't you say Ming-ge was here?"

The monkey scratched its head and chuckled, "Brother Ping An, no, it's not me you saved, and I think Brother Ping An is more trustworthy."

Han Ping'an's gaze was deep and unfathomable.

"Do you think if I told Ming-ge, he'd regret agreeing to take you in?"

"Ahem, Brother Ping An, please don't misunderstand, I didn't mean that."

The monkey panicked slightly, then gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Ping An, your strength is astonishing and your methods are formidable. If we join forces and find an opportunity, Lin Gang will surely die."

"Lin Gang's position in the Black Tiger Gang is no less than Li Dahe's in the Snake Hand Gang. He's done a lot of bad things over the years, so he must have a lot of good stuff in his hands. After this is done, all the spoils will go to Brother Ping An. I don't want anything."

"In addition, I owe another five hundred taels, as a token of Brother Ping An's help to me."

"You son of a bitch, are you addicted to accumulating debt? What's the use of just accumulating debt? When will you ever get out of debt?" Han Ping'an cursed irritably.

The monkey chuckled to himself, thinking, "The more I owe, the better. If I can't pay it back, won't I be left with no choice but to stay and work myself to the bone?"

The business model of a general store needs no further explanation.

In the future, when we talk about it, we'll have something to rely on and a powerful background.

Go crazy and then risk your life again?

The monkey was too eager for revenge. His grudge against Li Dahe was nothing compared to Lin Gang, whom he had to kill.

He looked at Han Ping'an expectantly: "Brother Ping'an, five hundred taels won't do, how about a thousand taels?"

One thousand taels?

So you think having too much debt means you have nothing to worry about?

Although the more you owe, the more justified you are in making the monkey work for you, it seems like this guy is making a huge profit right now.

Han Pingan was both amused and exasperated, as if this guy had tasted the sweetness of being in debt.