Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

Tuoba Que trembled violently, his eyes wide open, staring intently at everyone, making strange hoarse noises in his throat. It was unclear whether his injuries were flaring up or he was simply driven to death by anger.

"You...you...lowly commoners...how dare you...if it weren't for...if it weren't for this brat, you would all be food on my plate...fish in my pot..."

He spat out a mouthful of blood halfway through his sentence, his eyes bulged out in anger, and he stopped breathing.

This villain, who harbored ambitions to restore his country and treated human life as worthless, died with a heart full of resentment and unwillingness.

His ambition, along with the demonic arts he had cultivated by absorbing countless lives, vanished before the ruins of the Golden Pavilion in Huanglongdui.

The air in front of the Golden Tower was thick with the stench of blood.

Although before Tuoba Que died, everyone responded to the deception and fright he had caused them with a barrage of mockery and sarcasm.

But they all knew that if it weren't for Li Fu, they would probably all be dead here today.

Those who survived the ordeal were filled with gratitude towards Li Fu.

"Young Li, I owe you my life."

The old man, clutching his chest, clasped his hands in a fist salute. It was quite remarkable that someone of his temperament would clasp his hands in a fist salute and say such a thing.

"Amitabha! If it weren't for Li Shizhu's intervention to turn the tide and subdue the demon, my fellow monks and I would surely be dead here today. This kindness is like being given a second life!"

Monk Zhitong put his hands together in prayer.

The disciples of the Soul-Slaying Claw Sect knelt down with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly to Li Fu, choking back tears.

"Our benefactor! If it weren't for you, we would not only have failed to find our master's remains, but we would have perished in that demon's lair long ago. We will never forget your great kindness!"

They recalled their master's tragic death and how they themselves had nearly died several times. Now, they were finally alive and able to bring back their master's remains, all thanks to Li Fu. They were filled with gratitude and tears.

"Thank you very much, I am deeply grateful."

The woodcutter clasped his hands and bowed deeply. Although he didn't say much, his gratitude for his junior sister's blood feud being avenged was expressed in his deep bow.

The two ghosts, Kongming and Wujing, also stepped forward with the crowd, bowing with complicated expressions.

They coveted that demonic skill and were almost killed by Tuoba Que. Now that they had witnessed Li Fu's divine power, how could they not thank him?

"Thank you... thank you, young master Li."

The seriously injured Daoist Chongling, as well as his cousins ​​Zhu Tongzhou and Gong Xiaoshang who were supporting him, were also very grateful to Li Fu.

"Brother Li, we owe you a great debt to get rid of this demon."

Li Fu stepped forward and helped up the men from the Soul-Slaying Claw sect who were genuinely affectionate. He said humbly, "You are all too kind. It is fate that we have come together to enter the desert and arrive here."

Everyone contributed significantly to the exorcism.

His gaze swept over the group's battered bodies and their tired yet excited faces.

"We shouldn't stay here any longer. Let's check if there are any other people he has harmed in that villain's lair."

Composing themselves, the group helped each other as they cautiously stepped into the glittering yet chilling golden building.

The interior of the building is quite different from its magnificent exterior.

Although the furnishings were not without their splendor, they did not match the magnificent and ancient legend of the Golden Pavilion at all; they were more like the den of a bandit who had suddenly become rich.

Several emaciated, raggedly dressed servants huddled in a corner, trembling like frightened quails, and said that they had been kidnapped by Tuoba Que to serve the couple.

Seeing this, Li Fu spoke gently.

"Don't be afraid, everyone."

The perpetrators have been executed; you are now free.

Upon hearing this, the servants were initially terrified and bewildered. But when they saw that everyone's expressions were genuine and noticed the corpse on the sand outside the building, they suddenly realized what was happening and knelt down to kowtow, weeping with joy.

"Thank you so much, hero! Thank you so much, benefactor!"

Guided by one of the bolder old servants, the group quickly found the inner room where Tuoba Que and Huang Qin lived.

After searching, they found several heavy iron boxes in the corner, with sturdy locks.

The old man with the fiery temper lashed out with his palms, which moved like knives, and with a few cracking sounds, he broke the lock.

When the lid of the box was opened, a dazzling display of jewels and precious stones filled the room, revealing a treasure trove of gold and silver ingots, as well as various gemstones and jade artifacts.

While it is far from the legendary treasure trove that could rival the wealth of a nation, it is still astonishing enough.

Gong Xiaoshang, with her sharp eyes and keen senses, groped around the bedside for a while, triggered a mechanism, and with a soft click, a hidden compartment popped open.

Inside lay a yellowed, sturdy ancient book. On the cover, six large characters were written in scarlet blood: "Yaksha Blood Feast Divine Skill!"

An invisible chill seemed to emanate from the pages of the book.

When everyone's eyes fell on the book's title, they all felt a chill run down their spines. Recalling the corpses that had been drained of their life force and the masters who had been enslaved into idiocy, they felt that the book was even more sinister.

"Amitabha Buddha, if this secret manual continues to circulate in the world, I'm afraid that one day it will create another demon who will wreak havoc on the region."

The monk Zhitong said in a deep voice, his words filled with disgust, as if he wished he could destroy it immediately.

The old man with the fiery beard twitched and said.

"But wouldn't it be a pity to destroy such a divine skill...?"

"Can you practice your skills by drinking the blood of evil people, those who deserve to die?"

The two ghosts, Kongming and Wu, were so engrossed in their work that they couldn't tear their eyes out, but with Li Fu by their side, they dared not make the slightest move.

"I think the decision on what to do with the manual is up to Young Master Li. We all owe our lives to him."

The woodcutter was equally tempted, but felt it shouldn't be his, and said.

Most people turned their attention to Li Fu, and all agreed.

This demonic skill can only be entrusted to Li Fu, who possesses the highest martial arts skills, a righteous and upright character, and outstanding sense of responsibility, so that they will be most convinced.

Li Fu nodded solemnly: "Master Zhitong is right. It's best if this secret manual is not circulated."

I will keep it under my temporary custody and handle it properly later.

No one objected.

Pick up the manual; it's icy cold to the touch.

Just as Li Fu put away the books...

The celestial script reappeared before my eyes, unfolding like a scroll of ink painting, the characters flowing like dragons and snakes.

The mystery of the Golden Tower and Sand Ruins has been solved; the treasure of the rich country is ambiguous; the mastermind behind the schemes and conspiracies has already been beheaded by the great hero.

Once this story spreads throughout the land, no one will waste their life for this legend anymore, their remains buried in the yellow sand.

Reward—The Great Shift of Heaven and Earth (Mastery)!

A vast, profound, and mysterious martial arts manual, like a sudden enlightenment, flooded into Li Fu's mind and heart!

At the same time, countless martial arts principles about using an opponent's force against them, maneuvering and shifting, and stimulating potential were imprinted deep in his memory as if by instinct!

The true energy in his meridians surged and flowed, as if he had instantly grasped some profound principle of heaven and earth!

In an instant, Li Fu's spirits lifted, his eyes shone brightly, and his entire demeanor seemed to deepen.

He has mastered a supreme and unique skill.

I felt that all my mental and physical strength was under my complete control, and I could unleash it or withdraw it at will, completely at my own discretion. My whole body felt extremely comfortable.

It has a similar feel to the legendary Taoist state of "no leakage".

"The Great Shift of Heaven and Earth has finally been achieved."

If I had this divine skill with me earlier, I wouldn't have needed to exert so much effort to deal with Tuoba Que's ghostly movements and vicious claw techniques.

"Take their own medicine against them, use their strength to break their momentum, and you can take them down within twenty or thirty moves!"