Becoming a Saint Starting with the Chasing Wind Leg Technique

Chapter 93 Great Harvest: Breakthrough to Late Stage of Copper Skin Realm

Song Jing didn't even glance at Zhang Wu's corpse before turning and leaving the study.

The killing has officially begun.

"There's an assassin!"

"Protect the master of the household!"

"In the west courtyard! Ah—!"

The piercing screams and cries of alarm quickly shattered the tranquility of the Zhang family home.

The entire mansion instantly descended into chaos.

Song Jing was like a grim reaper walking among humans, shuttling between pavilions, towers, corridors, and courtyards.

The "experts" that Zhang's family had urgently mobilized, those retainers whose highest cultivation level was only the late Iron Skin Realm, were as fragile as children in front of him.

The Wind Chaser Leg Technique: Shadow Strike! The leg shadow was as fast as lightning, instantly piercing the throats of three guards wielding knives.

Thunder and Lightning Leg Technique - Thunderclap Leg! With a single kick, a late-stage Iron Skin Realm retainer was sent flying, his chest bones shattered, along with his sword, crashing into a rockery and collapsing!

Protected by the Golden Bell Shield, it withstood several sword and blade strikes, sparks flying everywhere, but only leaving faint white marks on its clothes.

He was ruthless and decisive, showing no mercy. Wherever he went, corpses littered the ground, and blood stained the bluestone.

"You wicked creature! Prepare to die!"

Finally, the Zhang family patriarch and his third uncle, Zhang Tianqi, arrived under the desperate protection of their guards. Seeing the devastation and carnage in the courtyard, their eyes widened in fury.

"You little beast! Prepare to die!" The Zhang family patriarch swung his sword wildly, the wind from the blade fierce. Zhang Tianqi roared even more furiously, his withered body erupting with a terrifying aura, his fists glowing with an earthy yellow light. He unleashed the full power of the Black Mountain Fist Technique at its peak, the wind from his fists like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down, aimed straight for Song Jing's face! The pressure of the late-stage Copper Skin Realm was on full display!

Song Jing's eyes narrowed; he finally felt the pressure. But he neither dodged nor evaded, pushing his Golden Bell Shield to its limit, a pale golden light covering his entire body, while simultaneously unleashing his Wind and Thunder Leg Technique to meet the attack head-on!

"Boom boom boom!"

The fists and legs collided violently, creating shockwaves that shattered the surrounding bricks and broke the vegetation! The Zhang family patriarch was forced to retreat repeatedly by the aftershocks, his hand splitting open.

Zhang Tianqi grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed. He discovered that his Black Mountain Fist, now at its peak, felt like striking metal when it hit his opponent, the recoil causing numbness in his arms! His opponent's leg techniques were not only incredibly powerful but also terrifyingly fast, with moves far more exquisite than he had imagined!

"This kid—must not be allowed to live!" Zhang Tianqi's killing intent surged. Despite his declining blood and energy, he pushed his power to its limit and punched Song Jing in the chest, intending to exchange injury for injury!

A cold glint flashed in Song Jing's eyes. Seizing the moment when his opponent's old strength was exhausted and new strength had not yet been generated, the rudimentary form of the Wind and Thunder Combined Attack was unleashed! He pushed his speed to the limit with the Wind-Stepping Step, and the Thunderclap Kick crashed down like a thunderclap from the heavens!

"Bang—Crack!"

The third clash of fists and legs unleashed a deafening roar! Zhang Tianqi screamed as his right arm shattered, and he was sent flying like a broken sack, crashing heavily against the courtyard wall before sliding to the ground, spitting out blood and instantly losing his strength.

Song Jing also let out a muffled groan, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but instead of retreating, he advanced. His Chasing Wind Leg Technique - Soaring Swan Like a White Rainbow Piercing the Sun - instantly swept past the Zhang family head who was trying to save him at the cost of his life, and struck him in the heart with a leg strike!

"Pfft!" The Zhang family patriarch froze, looked down at the bloody hole in his chest, his eyes quickly dimmed, and he collapsed to the ground.

Seeing the patriarch die, Zhang Tianqi's eyes widened in horror. He tried to struggle to get up, but Song Jing followed up with a powerful strike to his neck, breaking his neck bone and killing him instantly.

With the deaths of the two core members, the remaining resistance of the Zhang family instantly collapsed.

Song Jing was like a tiger among sheep, quickly killing the last few core members who were putting up a stubborn resistance.

The vast Zhang family mansion gradually fell into a deathly silence, with only the night wind blowing, carrying a heavy stench of blood.

Song Jing stood in the courtyard strewn with corpses, slightly out of breath, his body covered in blood, but his eyes remained cold and sharp.

However, he found nothing on the two men except a few hundred taels of silver, which greatly disappointed him. It was completely inconsistent with their status; he should have found at least several thousand taels of silver notes.

The two of them had just come out of this mansion to fight.

He quickly entered the mansion, which appeared to be the core inner sanctum of the Zhang family.

Upon arriving at the core secret chamber of the Zhang family—the most heavily guarded area, yet still affected by the earlier battle, its doors were wide open.

The secret room was small and simply furnished, but it caught Song Jing's eye.

There were several boxes piled up in the corner. When they were opened, they were found to contain more than two thousand taels of silver notes and a lot of gold and silver!

On the bookshelf next to him were several thick ledgers. A casual flip through them revealed detailed records of the transactions between the gang and the Black Tiger Gang involving medicinal herbs and money. There were even some entries that vaguely mentioned "blood pills" and "materials"!

"As expected, it's here." Song Jing put away all the account books. Then, in a hidden compartment, he found a jade box.

Upon opening the box, a rich medicinal fragrance wafted out. Inside lay a century-old blood ginseng, as thick as a baby's arm, with its roots clearly visible and its entire body a deep crimson like blood! Its spiritual energy was palpable; it was clearly a rare treasure!

"Excellent! As expected of the Zhang family, who run a pharmacy, they really have the goods!" Song Jing was overjoyed. The abundant blood and energy contained in this century-old blood ginseng was exactly what he needed right now!

As for those molting pills, although they were quite valuable, they were of little use to him now, but exchanging them for silver would still be good.

He swept away all the banknotes, gold and silver, account books, and blood ginseng, stuffing them into his leather pouch.

A careful inspection of the secret chamber revealed no Blood Fiend Pills or remains. It seems that the Zhang family is indeed more cautious than the Wang family, acting only as an intermediary and not directly involved in the refining process.

"You got off easy, without leaving any more direct evidence." Song Jing sneered and didn't linger. He picked up the kerosene he had prepared beforehand, poured it on several vital spots in the Zhang family's main residence, and then lit the tinderbox.

"boom!"

The flames rose rapidly and soon engulfed the luxurious main house.

The towering flames once again dyed the night sky outside the city red, just like that night at the Wang family's house not long ago.

Song Jing took one last look at the sea of ​​fire that had destroyed the Zhang family's century-old foundation, then his figure flashed and disappeared into the deep night, taking with him his rich harvest and vanishing without a trace.

Behind him, only raging flames, corpses scattered everywhere, and Zhang Wu's eyes, wide open in death, filled with resentment and fear.

Song Jing did not return to the martial arts school, but instead found a completely safe secret hideout.

He first carefully cleaned up the bloodstains and any traces he might have left on his body, and then swallowed the two century-old blood ginsengs without hesitation, while also taking the remaining medicinal power of the remaining premium skin-tempering pills.

How potent is the medicinal power of a century-old blood ginseng? With the aid of a premium skin-tempering pill, two powerful and pure torrents of qi and blood collide and merge wildly within his body!

The barrier of the mid-stage Copper Skin Realm shattered under the terrifying impact of this energy!

"boom!"

A silent thunderclap seemed to resound in the secret chamber. Song Jing's body shone with golden light, the pale golden light beneath his skin almost solidifying, as if cast from real bronze! His bones and muscles throbbed, and his blood and qi surged like a raging river! A powerful and solidified sense of strength, far stronger than that of a mid-stage cultivator, filled his entire body!

The Copper Skin Realm is complete in its later stages!

Moreover, the series of life-or-death battles, coupled with such a massive accumulation of resources, have also increased his Golden Bell Shield, making his defensive capabilities several times stronger!

The application of the Wind Chasing Leg Technique and the Wind and Thunder Leg Technique has become increasingly seamless, and the prototype of the Wind and Thunder Combined Attack has become clearer and more stable.

"Power—this is power!" Song Jing clenched his fists, feeling the terrifying power surging within his body, his eyes gleaming.

He was confident that if he faced Li Wei again now, even if Li Wei was at his peak, he could defeat him in an even shorter time!

However, before he could fully appreciate the changes after the breakthrough, an extremely strong sense of crisis was poured over him like ice water!