He transformed from a fierce tiger pillar into a martial saint.

The candlelight flickered slightly, casting long shadows.

Chu Yang asked casually, "Mother, where's the dress I wore yesterday?"

Madam Lin quickly brought over some clothes: "Xiao Yang, you probably tore yourself while doing farm work. Maybe you shouldn't wear these anymore?"

"After all, you're a formal disciple of the martial arts school now. We can't dress shabbily anymore. We need to dress presentably so we can find a wife soon. I've already bought two pieces of fabric, and I'll have Zhang the tailor make two new outfits tomorrow."

"This torn garment... I'll wash it, mend it, and give it to Chen Qing, how about that?"

Chu Yang took the clothes.

Following Lin's directions, Chu Yang discovered a small hole below the cuff, about the size of a thumb, as if it had been torn by something sharp.

Presumably, the pieces of clothing that coroner Zhang Yuping mentioned to Wei Yixiao were the fabric from this very cave entrance.

He recalled carefully that it must have been left when the last bandit grabbed him during their encounter.

However, it was his first time killing someone, so he was inevitably a little nervous. In addition, the location of the wound was not conspicuous, so he did not notice it.

Chu Yang said, "Mother, just throw this dress away. And don't tell anyone that I have such a dress."

Seeing Chu Yang's serious expression, Lin couldn't help but worry: "Xiao Yang,... has something happened?"

Chu Yang said, "Mother, you don't need to know the details. If anyone asks, just answer that I have never owned such a garment."

For Lin, Chu Yang is now her pillar of support. Since Chu Yang isn't going to say anything, she shouldn't ask; she should just do exactly as he says.

Chu Yang then called Chen Qing over and gave him some instructions.

After chatting with Chen Qing for a while, I learned that several people had been wandering around that dry well for a long time that afternoon.

Chu Yang was even more certain that it was Wei Yixiao and his group from the Flying Eagle Gang!

After making the arrangements and giving the instructions, Chu Yang took out the silver bracelet.

"Mother, this is the bracelet that Grandma gave you."

Lin was looking down when she heard Chu Yang's words. She suddenly looked up and, by the candlelight, saw that the silver bracelet was emitting a soft silver light.

Lin asked in surprise, "Xiao Yang, didn't you give the silver bracelet to the martial arts school to buy training supplies?"

Chu Yang said, "Now that I have broken through to the Ming Jin level, my master returned the silver bracelet to me as a reward to encourage me."

As he spoke, Chu Yang handed the silver bracelet to Madam Lin.

Lin rubbed the silver bracelet with her rough hands and said, "Xiao Yang, your master and the martial arts school have treated you well, so don't let them down."

"However, you should keep this bracelet for now. I've heard that the stronger you are, the more silver you need for martial arts training. You'll definitely need it again."

Chu Yang's heart stirred slightly: "Mother, after my strength improves, the martial arts school offers better benefits, and I can also get a job at a security escort agency or merchant firm, which will provide me with some income. You don't need to worry about it for now."

"Take this bracelet for now."

Madam Lin said, "Xiao Yang, if you take a position at a security escort agency or merchant firm, be careful. Don't be reckless. If you encounter thugs or kidnappers, don't try to be brave; run if you need to..."

After listening to Lin's long-winded instructions, they finally gave up.

After Lin and Chen Qing had rested,

Chu Yang walked into the backyard under the clear moonlight that filled the courtyard.

Now, Wei Yixiao could trace it back to him at any moment! This is a blade hanging over his head!

That's a martial artist with internal strength!

Furthermore, judging from the words of the tavern owner, he must actually be a member of the Fragrance Scent Cult. If he can recruit members of the Fragrance Scent Cult, there will be rewards for him.

Given the Wenxiang Sect's swift and perceptive information channels, since they have already begun to lay out their plans in Zhouping County, the county is probably only superficially calm, while undercurrents are already surging beneath the surface!

Who knows when Zhouping County will descend into chaos like Gaoqing County!

In such a chaotic environment, only self-reliance can ensure self-preservation! Relying on others is unreliable!

"Besides the spirit fish meat we ate today, the other spirit beast meats are equally effective, even better! Let's cultivate for another two hours!"

With a firm resolve, Chu Yang jumped onto a wooden stake in the backyard.

The moonlight shone brightly on the boy, like the light shining on a young tiger poised to pounce.

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

It's already 2 a.m.!

Chu Yang was covered in sweat and looked exhausted.

"It seems that although I have eaten a lot of nutritious meat, my muscles and bones have a limit to their capacity."

Chu Yang thought to himself.

He still doesn't feel that his energy and blood are completely depleted. On the contrary, he feels that as long as his muscles and bones can withstand it, he can continue to cultivate.

As Chen Fengxiao of the Tiger Roar Martial Arts School once said, the human body is like a container. When you practice martial arts, you are tempering this container. The stronger the container is, the more internal energy and blood it can hold.

"My physical strength is not weak compared to my fellow disciples who are also at the Ming Jin level; we are on the same level."

"If you want to become stronger... for example, to possess the physical strength of an Dark Force martial artist at the Ming Jin stage, the only way is to train even more diligently, or to learn a method of external martial arts!"

"If my physical strength increases, and I supplement my diet and medicine accordingly, I'm sure I can also increase the time and intensity of my daily cultivation, maximizing the [Heavenly Evolution Diagram]'s characteristic of persistent practice leading to ultimate success!"

Chu Yang shook off these thoughts and a bright idea suddenly flashed in his mind.

Tiger Stance (Beginner - Tendon Tempering 59/300)

Tiger Roar Fist (Beginner 15/500)

After two hours of practice, the Tiger Stance progress increased by 4 points, while the Tiger Roar Fist progress increased by 5 points.

Chu Yang estimated that his current physical condition, after a night's rest, was sufficient to make full use of all the time tomorrow morning!

After replenishing with spirit fish meat at noon, one may be able to sustain oneself for another afternoon of cultivation.

At the same time, he was also thinking that he could try to get the medicinal liquid from the martial arts school to temper his body and replenish his qi and blood.

If he can maintain the progress he made in today's training, then in half a month, he will be able to steadily enter the Tiger Stance Bone Tempering stage, and thus step into the late stage of Ming Jin.

Without thinking further, Chu Yang washed up, put on a clean set of clothes, and went to sleep fully clothed.

In the blink of an eye, the first rays of morning sunlight streamed through the window into Chu Yang's room.

After a short rest, Chu Yang's body had recovered to its best condition.

He sighed again, realizing that good nutrition is indeed beneficial for physical recovery.

He then went directly to the Tiger Roar Martial Arts School.

"Senior Brother Chu Yang!"

When Guo Molin saw Chu Yang arrive, he was filled with respect, and of course, this respect was accompanied by a strong sense of surprise.

Chu Yang nodded slightly: "Mo Lin, how was your Tiger Stance training yesterday?"

Guo Molin swallowed hard. "Senior Brother Chu Yang, following the method you taught me, I feel more tired than before, but when I practice the Fierce Tiger Stance, I feel much more relaxed than before."

"When I was practicing Zhan Zhuang (standing meditation), I felt as if the Qi and blood in my thighs were surging in a vortex."

The situation described by Guo Molin is actually the process of unblocking the flow of qi and blood.

Chu Yang nodded: "This is a good sign. Let's continue practicing the Fierce Tiger Stance at this pace and method."

Guo Molin's eyes were full of respect as he nodded repeatedly, "Yes, Senior Brother Chu Yang."

soon.

Meng De, Feng Zixian, and the others arrived at the martial arts school. Their eyes searched around, and when they saw Chu Yang, they quickly walked over.

"Junior Brother Chu, you're so diligent! You're here at the martial arts hall to practice so early!"

"Come on, Junior Brother Chu, let's go over there and talk."