Gou Zai Wu Dao Chao Shi Xing Nian Da Gong

Boom boom boom~~

Zhou Fugan felt his eardrums ringing, his heart pounding, and his blood rushing wildly through his body.

"Oh no! The drug is too strong!"

Zhou Fugan thought to himself and immediately began practicing the Hammer Cloud Stance Technique to refine the medicinal power.

Next, he practiced the stance training again and again, ignoring his fatigue and not caring about the energy expenditure, because the blood ginseng itself was very good at replenishing qi and blood.

Soon, he sensed that this training was different from the previous ones.

In the past, my cultivation progressed very slowly, but this time, with each round of cultivation, I could feel my cultivation level rapidly improving and my body noticeably strengthening.

This feeling of constantly getting stronger was incredibly tempting for an old man like him!

And so he cultivated from day to night, not even leaving when his son came to call him for dinner. Zhou Guangcheng was so worried that he refused to leave, and only after being scolded by him did he finally give up.

He continued cultivating until midnight before finally stopping.

At this moment, the scorching medicinal power of the blood ginseng in his body had been completely absorbed and transformed into nutrients for his body.

He raised his hand, and his skin was a horribly red, as if it were about to bleed! This was an unusual phenomenon caused by the surge of blood energy in his body, and it would disappear after a rest.

Zhou Fugan summoned the virtual interface, took a closer look, and was immediately overjoyed.

"Hammer Cloud Stance Method: Minor Success (66/800)"

This time, his cultivation progress increased by more than twenty points. And he only consumed the root.

If he consumes the entire blood ginseng, wouldn't his cultivation progress increase by more than two hundred points?

Such effects truly make it a precious medicine!

After the initial joy, Zhou Fugan felt utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally. Such a long period of cultivation was truly exhausting.

He then went straight to bed and fell into a deep sleep.

......

The next day, Zhou Fugan slept until late morning.

It was only because Zhou Guangcheng was terrified when he saw that he hadn't eaten for a while that he managed to wake him up despite being scolded and yelled at.

At this moment, the entire county was alarmed. After all, it was too horrifying that the government officials had gone out and brought back several cartloads of corpses.

In the small tavern across the street, several neighbors gathered together, discussing something mysteriously.

"...I heard that bandits ambushed a caravan..."

"What do you know? I heard someone encountered something filthy, and dozens of people died!"

"That can't be right, I heard it from a friend in the government."

"What do you know? Those officials are afraid their subordinates will cause chaos, so they cover it up. Just like what happened in Hujia Village, Laoyashan last year..."

Zhou Fugan squatted at the shop entrance with his rice bowl in his hand, listening to the rambling of the people across from him. He just wanted to laugh, but upon reflection, he felt a pang of emotion.

"These people are alright. They know nothing and are carefree. The more they know, the more troubles they have!"

...

"Grandpa, Grandpa, waaaaah~~"

Suddenly, a cry interrupted Zhou Fugan's thoughts.

Turning around, I saw Zhou He walking towards me from a distance, wiping away tears. His eyes were dark and his lips were swollen.

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Fugan quickly got up and tenderly patted Zhou He's head.

"I got beaten up by Li Erlengzi! I told him my brother was really good at martial arts, so he wanted to spar with me, and then he beat me up."

Zhou He said, sobbing.

"Ha~~"

Zhou Fugan couldn't help but laugh, "Serves him right! He's just a simpleton, why are you showing off to him? You're just asking for a beating!"

He knew the child; he was the eldest grandson of Old Li's family on the front street. He was tall and strong, much stronger than his peers, but he had suffered brain damage from a fever when he was a child.

"Wow~~"

Upon hearing this, Zhou He felt even more aggrieved and cried even harder.

"Grandpa, you're being unfair! You won't let me learn martial arts. If I learned martial arts, I could definitely beat Er Lengzi."

"Heh, you want to learn martial arts?"

"think!"

"Okay, then you'll have to practice at home first, otherwise the martial arts school won't accept a crying little guy," Zhou Fugan teased.

"How do you train?" Zhou He asked curiously, forgetting all about crying.

"Come with me."

Zhou Fugan then went home, put down his bowl, and assumed a horse stance, indicating, "Practice like this with me."

"What's so difficult about that?"

Zhou He tried to assume the horse stance. However, he could not hold on for long; his legs trembled violently as if they were being shaken, and he had to get up and give up.

"Now you know how difficult it is, right? Learning martial arts is even harder. If you can't even do this horse stance, then you shouldn't be learning martial arts!"

Zhou Fugan used a provocation tactic.

"I'm not afraid!"

Zhou He stubbornly continued practicing his horse stance, but this time he could only hold it for a shorter time. He persisted, his expression growing increasingly determined.

Zhou Fugan nodded approvingly.

This second grandson is a bit younger, but he's very determined. With some training, he'll become a promising talent.

He has money now, but he doesn't plan to send Zhou He to learn martial arts right away, because the martial arts school has a six-month period, and if he fails to pass, it will be difficult in the future.

He planned to train Zhou He's basic skills first, and also temper his temperament. Once Zhou He's temperament had matured and his body had become stronger, he would then send him to a martial arts school.

"Go find two more stone locks later."

......

In the following days, the situation in the city became increasingly tense. On the streets, one could often see yamen runners in full armor hurrying about. Even the county soldiers stationed in the inner city were transferred to the outer city.

Besides cultivating by consuming blood ginseng, Zhou Fugan still carried a box and hawked his wares along the streets and alleys during the day. His real purpose, however, was to observe the movements of the government and the Black Snake Gang, in preparation for any eventuality.

He discovered that the government was indeed focusing its attention on investigating the mysterious caravan, and all forces associated with the caravan were subject to thorough investigation.

Needless to say, the Black Snake Gang was implicated by Gao Fei, and the entire gang was ordered by the authorities to stay at their headquarters and not leave. It is said that even at the gate of the Black Snake Gang headquarters, the voice of the gang leader, Wu Xiangwei, angrily cursing Gao Fei could be heard.

Furthermore, several small merchants and minor groups who had previously traded with the mysterious caravan suffered even worse misfortune. Lacking any power or influence, the authorities disregarded their innocence and guilt, throwing them all into prison and subjecting them to severe torture.

Regardless of the final outcome, these people have certainly lost their families and lives.

That day, when Zhou Fugan returned home, he saw that Zhou Sheng was also home.

"Sheng'er, why are you back so early?"

"Grandpa! Something terrible has happened. The master has announced a temporary closure of the martial arts school, and all disciples are forbidden from entering or leaving. We are to choose whether to go home or stay at the school," Zhou Sheng said solemnly.

"What's going on?" Zhou Fugan frowned.

"The officials came and investigated the whereabouts of all the disciples. They said it was related to the robbery and murder outside the city. Fortunately, none of the senior brothers in the sect had left the city in those few days. But the officials still issued a ban, forbidding everyone from leaving the county town, otherwise they would be punished with serious crimes. I heard that several other martial arts schools that practice boxing were also investigated," Zhou Sheng replied in a low voice.

"Seriously, such a thing happened!"

Zhou Fugan's expression changed slightly.

When he killed the Black Serpent Gang members, he simply used his immense physical strength to crush them to death, without employing the power techniques of the Hammer Cloud Fist. This was to avoid leaving any traces that would give away his secret.

Unexpectedly, the officials still noticed this. However, they couldn't determine which style of boxing it was, so they investigated all the martial arts schools that practiced that style.

"Grandpa, I'm planning to stay at the martial arts school. I just wanted to let you know I was coming back, so don't worry about me," Zhou Sheng said.

"Alright. Remember, focus on your training at the martial arts school and don't discuss this with anyone." Zhou Fugan suppressed his concerns and solemnly instructed him.

"I know, Grandpa!" Zhou Sheng nodded vigorously.

"Okay, go ahead."

Zhou Fugan narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched his grandson walk away.

"It shouldn't involve me!"

After all, no one knew that this old man would have such great strength.

However, he was still a little uneasy, "What if..."