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"It’s time to settle things with Cheng Kun." Jiang Han stood up, his eyes shining brightly, exuding a sharp aura.
His adoptive father's death was shrouded in mystery, and it was highly likely that Cheng Kun had a hand in it.
The Transference of Heaven and Earth, though not perfect, posed no lethal danger in its first six levels, and the possibility of going astray was extremely low. Yang Dingtian had reached the peak of Innate Ninth Level before his seclusion and must have been practicing the sixth level. How could such an accident occur that led to him going astray?
Jiang Han pushed open the stone door. Before Cheng Kun could react, a sharp finger strike shot toward his heart.
"Cheng Kun!" Jiang Han's pupils contracted as he swiftly dodged to the side. At the same time, he threw a punch, shouting, "Come and take your life!"
Cheng Kun's face turned pale with fright. He had intended to escape through a secret passage but realized that he was heavily injured while his opponent was at full strength. If he didn’t come up with a plan, he would likely be caught and lose his life.
Thus, he took the risk of turning back for a surprise attack. If successful, it would be a great victory; if not, he would meet his end in the Underworld. It was better than waiting to die.
Cheng Kun acted decisively, forcing all his internal energy into a strike. The Illusionary Finger shot out again like a rolling silver True Qi.
His expression was fierce, filled with murderous intent. This time, he intended to kill and end it all in one blow!
As the finger strike aimed for Jiang Han's forehead, there was no sign of panic on Jiang Han's face; instead, a deep smirk played at the corners of his mouth.
Because the Seven Injuries Fist had already struck into Cheng Kun's body!
The difference between a Half-step Grandmaster and a Grandmaster may seem like just one step, but in reality, it is as vast as the sky and the earth; the two cannot be compared at all.
Cheng Kun's eyes, murky yet cunning, were wide open at this moment, displaying a look of disbelief.
A Multicolored Fist pierced through his chest, and waves of scorching True Qi surged into his body, wantonly destroying his bodily mechanisms. His bones cracked loudly, and his internal organs felt as if they were being churned together, causing excruciating pain throughout his entire body!
"Poof!"
Cheng Kun spat out a mouthful of reverse blood and looked down at the fist-sized hole in his chest, muttering to himself, "Martial Arts Grandmaster, how is this possible?!"
After speaking, Cheng Kun fell straight back and crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
He could never understand how Jiang Han had transformed from an Innate Ninth Level practitioner just a quarter of an hour ago, who hadn't even reached the peak of Innate Ninth Level, into a genuine Grandmaster-level expert in the blink of an eye!
Huff—
Jiang Han let out a sigh of relief and swung his palm at Cheng Kun once more to confirm that he was truly dead. Only then did he crouch down to search him.
He would not forget about looting equipment from defeated foes.
After a moment, Jiang Han looked disdainfully at what he had in his hands, curled his lips, and kicked Cheng Kun's corpse away. The powerful force embedded it into the stone wall, with blood flowing down the wall in torrents.
"Forget it, even mosquito legs count as meat. If I don't need them, I can bestow them upon my disciples in the future. At the very least, they can enrich the collection of the Manichaeism Scripture Repository."
Jiang Han found two manuals on Cheng Kun. One was the Hunyuan Skill, a mid-level Xuan stage martial art, and the other was the Phantom Shadow Finger, a low-level Earth stage martial art that Cheng Kun had been using all along.
For Jiang Han at this moment, both were somewhat mediocre and lacked appeal.
The internal energy cultivated from the Hunyuan Skill is upright and peaceful, accommodating all things, making it particularly suitable for training mid to low-level disciples. Practicing this Cultivation Method allows for easy subsequent transitions to other Cultivation Methods, unlike other methods where switching internal cultivation techniques is cumbersome and time-consuming.
As for the Phantom Shadow Finger, Jiang Han also did not think highly of it.
One reason is that his True Qi is extremely intense, making it unsuitable for practicing such cold attribute martial arts. Another reason is that Jiang Han believes that low-level Earth stage martial arts are somewhat beneath his current Grandmaster Realm.
Moreover, although there aren't any decent Heavenly Tier Martial Arts in the Manichaeism Scripture Repository, Earth-Level Martial Arts cannot be considered particularly scarce. The quantity of such low-level Earth stage martial arts likely exceeds the number of fingers on both hands!
Rather than wasting time and energy on such a mismatched Cultivation Method that doesn't stand out in rank, it would be better to visit the Scripture Repository later and carefully select something more suitable.
However, Cheng Kun did have some good items on him. Jiang Han played with a small green bottle, pulling out the cork, and a rich medicinal fragrance immediately wafted into the air.
"This is the Shaolin Minor Returning Pill!” Jiang Han's eyes lit up.
The Shaolin Temple, as the leading force in the Central Plains Martial Arts World, has unfathomable strength and a heritage that surpasses the entire Central Plains Martial Arts World. Among its most important treasures are the Great Rejuvenation Pill and the Minor Returning Pill, both renowned throughout the martial arts community.
The Minor Returning Pill is not too bad; one pill can increase internal energy by ten years. Although rare, it is not considered extraordinary. However, the Great Rejuvenation Pill is truly a remarkable item, as one pill can increase one's power by thirty years. Both are treasures that martial artists can only dream of possessing!
"Unfortunately, it’s not very useful for a martial arts Grandmaster." Jiang Han clicked his tongue, feeling somewhat disappointed. He tried one pill and found it only increased his True Qi slightly; this amount was barely equivalent to what he could achieve through a day of meditation and practice.
"I'll save it to reward the Manichaeism disciples." Jiang Han capped the bottle and tucked it away.
"Now, it's time to go out and wrap things up!" Having achieved great success and entered the martial arts Grandmaster Realm, along with having killed Cheng Kun, it was naturally time to deal with the Six Major Sects and take over as the Manichaeism Leader.
A smirk played on Jiang Han's lips as he swayed his body and disappeared from the secret chamber...
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