I meet all the requirements for becoming a god in this world!

? ?

The martial arts instructors nearby were all dumbfounded.

They all looked up in a daze, staring at Cheng Laiyun, at a loss for what to do.

Isn't this guy a gigolo?

"Let's save him first." Cheng Laiyun didn't have any special feelings for Ling Ziyun, and pointed to the injured person on the ground whose breathing had become even:

"I don't think excessive blood loss is the main symptom; it's that area on my chest..."

Cheng Laiyun frowned as he looked at the rotting, black flesh on the injured man's chest, which emitted a strong stench.

Whether in his past life or this one, this was the first time he had ever seen such a wound.

Surprising.

Ling Ziyun let out a soft breath, stood up, looked at the injured person, cleared her throat, and began to explain to Cheng Laiyun:

"Ordinary weapons could not cause such injuries."

"Look at this rotting flesh; there's a subtle energy fluctuation within it. It's still decaying, and the wounds are even spreading outwards..."

"Clearly, some force is causing continuous damage to his body."

"And those who cause this kind of injury are usually those with extraordinary magic or supernatural powers."

"First, let's rule out martial artists." Ling Ziyun spoke calmly and deliberately, his expression composed.

Clearly, once he entered familiar territory, he displayed a completely calm demeanor.

"A martial artist capable of inflicting such injuries must be at least a fifth-rank martial artist, and if he is a fifth-rank martial artist or above... he simply won't be able to return."

"Therefore, we exclude military men."

"The remaining common extraordinary systems are medical cultivation, agricultural cultivation, Mohist cultivation, military cultivation..."

At this point, his brow furrowed, and he gently stroked his chin with his hand:

"The Mohist cultivator, the military cultivator, and the martial arts cultivator are all quite similar, so they can be ruled out."

"In that case, only medical cultivation and agricultural cultivation remain as two systems."

"But... even low-level medical and agricultural practitioners would find it difficult to inflict such injuries... Could it be a supernatural being?"

"A supernatural being?" Cheng Laiyun narrowed his eyes slightly and asked Ling Ziyun:

"Can you tell what type of supernatural being it is?"

He was very sensitive to the word "supernatural power".

Ling Ziyun pondered for a moment:

"Judging from the injuries, they seem to resemble the elements of fire and water in the Five Elements theory."

"I'm not entirely sure either...wait, what?!"

Ling Ziyun seemed to suddenly remember something, and looked at the injured person again. Then his brows furrowed, and he became extremely unconfident.

"It does seem somewhat similar to the injuries caused by the demonic energy of the demon race, as rumored..."

"But the demon race has long since disappeared within the territory of my Great Yuan Dynasty... that doesn't quite make sense."

"Furthermore... the demon race robbing a caravan? That's clearly not true."

Why are we bringing up the demon race again?

Cheng Laiyun was also a bit troubled, but this matter wasn't really his concern, so he waved his hand and said:

"You treat him first, and you'll know when he wakes up."

"That's true." Ling Ziyun nodded, then directed the three martial arts masters who had donated blood to carry the injured man into the house.

"Lord Ling, shall we take our leave now?" After settling the injured, the three martial arts masters respectfully bowed to Ling Ziyun and took their leave.

"Hmm." Ling Ziyun didn't even look at them properly, and waved casually.

As the three martial arts masters passed by Cheng Laiyun, they revealed their simple and honest smiles.

"Laiyun, we'll be going now. If you need anything in the future, just let us know to the Martial Arts Academy."

"Yeah, if we call out, the brothers will definitely come shoulder to shoulder."

Me too.

……

Cheng Laiyun looked at the three martial arts masters who suddenly smiled at him.

I understand it perfectly well.

He was arrogant at first but then became obsequious; thinking about it makes me laugh.

However, one shouldn't hit a smiling face, and these three people hadn't offended him, so he naturally couldn't speak ill of them.

"Yes, definitely."

As he spoke, he headed towards Miss Xu's boudoir.

…………

"stay up?"

Cheng Laiyun stared blankly at Xu Jiayin in front of him.

"Hmm." Xu Jiayin's face showed seriousness:

"stay up."

"The ninth rank is about nurturing the power of the divine soul, while the eighth rank is about condensing the power of the divine soul into a seed."

"The power of the divine soul is different from the power of the physical body."

"Martial artists focus on cultivating their physical bodies, which can be honed through martial arts techniques and methods. However, the power of the spirit can only be cultivated through some extreme methods, apart from nurturing it with spiritual energy."

"Currently, the only method that can assist in forging the power of the divine soul without damaging the foundation is to forge the divine soul by staying up all night."

"This is why we Mo Sect cultivators are so fond of those with spiritual supernatural abilities."

"Because such supernatural beings have much stronger mental power than ordinary people, and it is also easier for them to condense seeds."

"Nine grades of Soul Cultivation, eight grades of Mind Cultivation, seven grades of Spirit Condensation..."

Two hours.

Xu Jiayin explained most of the cultivation methods of the Mo Sect cultivators.

"Staying up late... is basically just not sleeping..."

Cheng Laiyun already understood, and he said solemnly:

"Then I'll go back and give it a try."

"Oh, right." Xu Jiayin seemed to remember something, and slapped her forehead.

"Get ready, we'll be setting off for Qingzhou the day after tomorrow."

"Ling Ziyun will accompany us at that time."

"I'll give you a day off tomorrow. Talk to your family about this."

"So urgent?" Cheng Laiyun asked, somewhat surprised.

He thought it would take some more days.

"Yes, I'll be restless as long as the matter of the colossus inside you remains unresolved." Xu Jiayin rubbed her throbbing temples.

"OK."

After telling Xu Jiayin.

Cheng Laiyun went back to his room. He didn't rest at all and immediately began to circulate his spiritual energy to nourish his divine soul power.

time does not wait.

The sooner he breaks through to the eighth rank, the less likely the giant statue will be exposed.

"It's just... not sleeping is really hard to bear."

early morning.

Cheng Laiyun paced back and forth in the room.

He read for almost half the night.

The books left behind by the sages of the Mohist school.

I read the part about martial arts the most carefully.

Because he is going to try practicing both martial arts and ink magic next.

After all, the supernatural power of the Lotus Body cannot remain idle.

However, after only an hour of study, he had already grasped most of the basics of martial arts.

The rest of the time was just spent enduring the hardship.

feeling bad.

"However... staying up late does have its benefits."

Cheng Laiyun slowly closed his eyes, sensing the speed at which spiritual energy was nourishing his soul; it seemed to be a little too fast.

"Breaking through to the eighth rank is only a matter of time..."

"Then I'll keep going. I want to see where my limits are!"

Cheng Laiyun opened his eyes, stepped outside, and pondered in his mind:

"To learn martial arts, in addition to having enough spiritual rice, you also need a martial arts cultivation technique to enter the Dao."

"But how can one find a Taoist cultivation method in Yong'an County without anyone noticing?"

With this thought in mind, he traveled to the Big Locust Tree Village.

The familiar road.

A familiar village.

And the familiar Aunt Zhao bragging under the big locust tree.

However, at this moment, Zhao was also holding a nine-year-old child in her arms.

The instant I saw this child.

Cheng Laiyun's eyes suddenly lit up.

"How could I have forgotten about him!"

"Laiyun? You're here?!" Zhao was radiant and immediately stood up from her seat upon seeing Cheng Laiyun.

"Yes, Grandma Zhao." Cheng Laiyun nodded gently.

"I came back today to see Little Tiger."

"Oh! Here he is! Go, Xiao Hu, quickly call your uncle." Zhao Shi was quick and efficient. She patted the dust off Xiao Hu and pushed him in front of Cheng Laiyun.

Cheng Laiyun smiled and took Xiao Hu's hand, leading him to a corner.

After making sure no one was around, he took out two candied hawthorns coated in sugar from his pocket and revealed a sly smile:

"Little Tiger!"

"Come on! Let your uncle test you."

"What did you learn at the county school?"

"If you answer correctly, I'll buy you two more candied hawthorns!"