Becoming a Saint Starting with the Chasing Wind Leg Technique

The Golden Bell Cover is complete.

Song Jing slowly opened his eyes, a golden glint flashing briefly in his pupils.

He moved his arms and felt that his skin was as tough as copper and iron, and ordinary swords and knives could no longer cut him in the slightest. If he activated his cultivation technique, golden light would cover his body, and his defense would increase by more than 30%!

"It's finally done."

The front panel scrolls:

[Person] Song Jing

[Realm] Minor Completion of Skin Forging - Iron Skin Realm (64/100)

【Chasing Wind Leg Technique - Mastery】(14/100)

[Golden Bell Cover - Minor Success] (0/100)

【Wind and Thunder Leg Technique - Minor Success】(16/100)

Those who persevere will not be let down.

All the sweat, blood, and money spent have now been transformed into cold, real numbers on the panel.

After mastering the Golden Bell Cover technique, not only does one's defense increase dramatically, but one's vital energy also becomes significantly stronger.

With passive defense alone, he can withstand a full-force attack from a mid-stage Iron Skin Realm martial artist; if he uses his internal energy to protect himself, he can withstand even ordinary moves from a perfect Iron Skin Realm martial artist, and even against an early-stage Copper Skin Realm martial artist, he can deflect most of their force!

This is the domineering nature of external martial arts techniques—they are extremely difficult to cultivate, but once mastered, the benefits are astonishing.

He gained the defense of the early stage of the Copper Skin Realm at the mid-Iron Skin Realm, which is a full two minor realms higher!

If you add the speed of the Chasing Wind Leg Technique and the power of the Wind and Thunder Leg Technique...

A sharp glint suddenly appeared in Song Jing's eyes.

At this moment, he was confident that he could fight a mid-stage Bronze Skin Realm expert head-on!

"But that's not enough."

He had heard of Li Wujiu and Han Sha from Lai Xiaosi long ago.

In the later stages of the Copper Skin Realm, one may even reach perfection.

Such an opponent is far beyond what we can contend with at this moment.

"We must become stronger faster."

Only by breaking through to the Copper Skin Realm as soon as possible can he contend with those at the peak of the Copper Skin Realm, such as his senior brother Li Wei and the branch leader of the Blood Lotus Sect, and only then will he have a chance to face Qin Yue, the leader of the Black Tiger Gang. Right now, he can barely handle those at the Great Perfection of the Copper Skin Realm.

Song Jing wiped the bloodstains from his lips and sat cross-legged to regulate his breathing again.

With the martial arts competition approaching, according to the new rules issued by the county magistrate, anyone wishing to enter the competition must first defeat Xiao Miechen of the Duan Yue Martial Arts School.

This man has a long-standing grudge against the Chasing Wind Martial Arts School. He seriously injured Zhou Xingyun and stole the school's spot. He should have died long ago. Killing him is merely a convenient course of action.

But we need to plan carefully before we act.

The moonlight was like water, its pale golden luster gradually fading.

The power of the Golden Bell Cover technique at a minor stage has been deeply imprinted into every inch of his skin and flesh.

The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.

Frequent unpredictable changes

The next morning, the atmosphere at the Chasing Wind Martial Arts School was eerie.

On the training ground, Zhou Xingyun stood with his hands behind his back, his aura as deep as the sea—he had actually broken through to the mid-stage of the Bronze Skin Realm!

The disciples gathered around in amazement, but his gaze swept around and finally settled on Song Jing, where he nodded slightly.

Song Jing returned the greeting with a cupped hand, but his heart remained unmoved. His senior brother's breakthrough was a good thing, but…

He turned his gaze to the other side.

Surrounded by the crowd, Zhang Wu was full of vigor and his aura was surging, clearly indicating that he had already reached the Bronze Skin Realm!

In just a few months, he went from the mid-stage of the Iron Skin Realm to the Copper Skin Realm. Such speed is nothing short of extraordinary.

Zhou Xingyun approached quietly and whispered, "Zhang Wu broke through...too fast."

Song Jing nodded: "It's unbelievably fast."

The two looked at each other, both seeing the gravity in each other's eyes.

At noon, the academy master, Lin Xuanyue, summoned all his disciples.

"Recently, there have been frequent disappearances of homeless people in the city, especially in the south." Lin Xuanyue's face was ashen. "The government has intervened, but progress has been slow. Since our Zhuifeng Martial Arts School is located in Tianshui City, we should fulfill our duty. From today onwards, disciples on duty will patrol the south of the city every day. If there is anything unusual, report it immediately."

The disciples obeyed and dispersed.

Song Jing and Zhou Xingyun walked side by side.

"Senior brother, what's your opinion on this matter?"

Zhou Xingyun pondered: "The disappearance of the refugees... reminds me of the Blood Lotus Sect."

Song Jing felt a chill run down his spine.

Yes, the Blood Lotus Sect needs a large amount of "medicinal catalyst" to refine the Blood Fiend Pill. Refugees are helpless and rarely investigated when they go missing, making them ideal targets.

"There's something else," Zhou Xingyun said in an even lower voice, "Wang Shilong of the Duan Yue Martial Arts School has also broken through to a higher realm."

"A copper-skinned mirror?"

"Exactly."

Song Jing frowned.

Why did Zhang Wu, Wang Shilong, and others who hadn't broken through to the Iron Skin Realm for long break through to the next level in such a short period of time?

If Zhang Wu has a century-old blood ginseng, then what about Wang Shilong? Although Duan Yue Martial Arts School is strong, its resources are far inferior to those of Zhang Family Pharmacy.

unless……

"Blood Fiend Pill." The two said in unison.

Song Jing's eyes were icy cold: "It seems that Zhang Wu is not the only one who has taken the Blood Fiend Pill."

Zhou Xingyun smiled wryly: "If that's really the case, Tianshui City... is likely to be in chaos."

乱？

Song Jing looked towards the south of the city.

The blood of those missing refugees and those innocent people turned into elixirs has long since soaked this city.

Even more frightening is that this is just the beginning.

Behind the Zhang family, the Wang family, the Black Tiger Gang... are the shadows of the Blood Lotus Cult all standing behind these forces?

"Senior brother," Song Jing suddenly spoke, "What realm is Qin Yue, the leader of the Black Tiger Gang, at now?"

Zhou Xingyun was taken aback: "Qin Yue? He's been stuck at the peak of the Copper Skin Realm for many years, never breaking through to the Flesh Refining Realm. Why are you suddenly asking about him?"

Song Jing did not reply.

He recalled Qin Yue's meek and obedient demeanor in front of the martial arts school that day, and the madness hidden deep within those humble eyes.

A martial artist who has been stuck at a bottleneck for many years, if aided by the Blood Fiend Pill...

"What about the Wang family?" Song Jing asked again. "Have any of the direct descendants of the Wang family acted strangely lately?"

Zhou Xingyun pondered for a moment and slowly shook his head: "The Wang family has always kept a low profile, but as far as I know, those few talented members of their clan have been staying at home recently, saying they are in seclusion for intensive cultivation."

Seclusion and ascetic practice?

A cold smile flickered across Song Jing's lips.

Should he go into seclusion and cultivate diligently, or hide in the shadows to digest the power of the Blood Fiend Pill?

"Junior brother, what exactly are you thinking about?" Zhou Xingyun noticed that his expression was strange.

Song Jing took a deep breath and voiced all his suspicions.

From the Black Tiger Gang collecting corpses to Zhang Wu's bizarre breakthrough, to the disappearance of refugees and Wang Shilong's breakthrough... one thing after another, they are connected into a terrifying web.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xingyun turned pale.

"If what you say is true..." His voice trembled, "Tianshui City has become the Blood Lotus Sect's alchemy furnace!"

"Not just." Song Jing shook his head. "I suspect that the Blood Lotus Sect's ambitions extend far beyond just one city or region."

He looked north, towards the city of Tianshui.

"The martial arts competition is imminent, and elites from all cities are gathering. If the Blood Lotus Sect launches an attack at that time..."

Zhou Xingyun gasped.

That will be when the blood truly flows like a river!

The two remained silent for a long time.

"This matter must be reported to the Master immediately," Zhou Xingyun said in a deep voice.

"No," Song Jing stopped him. "We don't have any concrete evidence yet. Reporting this rashly will only alert them. Besides..."

He paused, his voice growing even colder: "Those around the master may not be clean."

Zhou Xingyun was startled: "You mean..."

"I didn't say anything," Song Jing interrupted him, "but one should always be wary of others."

He looked toward the training ground, where Zhang Wu was chatting and laughing among the crowd, exuding confidence and arrogance.

This "genius" who consumed the Blood Fiend Pill probably has no idea that he has embarked on a path of no return.

"Senior brother, there are two urgent matters at hand." Song Jing withdrew his gaze. "First, we need to find out the Blood Lotus Sect's strongholds in the city; second, we need to prepare for the martial arts competition."

A cold glint flashed in his eyes: "Xiao Miechen... must die."

Zhou Xingyun nodded emphatically.

The two went their separate ways.

Song Jing returned to the courtyard and took out the remaining Blood Fiend Pill.

The crimson pill rolled in his palm, emitting an alluring aroma.

Swallowing it might allow you to break through to the Copper Skin Realm in one fell swoop.

but……

He thought of the innocent people who had been turned into elixirs, and of the severed limbs floating in the pool of blood.

"This elixir may be excellent, but it is stained with blood."

Song Jing put the elixir away again.

The path he chooses to take is the honorable way of martial arts. Relying on evil pills for advancement is ultimately a wrong path.

Sit cross-legged and begin circulating your inner energy.

Blood and qi surged, and the skin membranes trembled.

It's just a hair's breadth away from Tongpijing.

But he must rely on his own cultivation to cross this line with dignity!

Outside the window, dark clouds obscured the sun.

A storm is brewing.

In the eye of the storm, the boy had already clenched his fists.