Martial Saint through Reading

People who have cultivated the Blood Evil Technique, when they cultivate the Blood Python Technique, as long as they accelerate their qi and blood flow, the Sword Gourd Spirit can sense it.

Housekeeper Fang knew that Chu Ming had more advanced investigation means, so he deliberately provoked this Prison Chief.

Although Luo Lin suppressed it, his identity...

"Lord Prison Chief, I still have matters to discuss with Lord Liuu, Lord Feng, and Chu Librarian..."

County Magistrate Fu Chang noticed something was off and quickly spoke to break the atmosphere.

Luo Lin slightly cupped his hands towards the others and silently left.

He walked out of the county government with a gloomy face, all the constables responsible for patrolling hurriedly saluted.

"What’s wrong with Lord Prison Chief?" some constables whispered among themselves.

Luo Lin patrolled around the county government and, taking advantage of no one’s attention, hid and disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was in a dimly lit room, sitting cross-legged at a desk, writing something.

Without using pen and ink, crimson characters appeared on the paper: "A prodigy who can interpret the Mountain Scripture has been discovered in Baiyuan County, named Chu Ming, located where the Twenty-ninth Lady resides, an illegitimate son of the Chu Family."

Two lines of characters appeared out of thin air, then vanished.

Luo Lin held the letter in his palm, and the paper automatically transformed into a red streak of light, shooting out of the room and into the sky.

...

County Government.

"Lord Fu," Chu Ming took out a book and looked at Fu Chang: "I would like to attempt to interpret the third page..."

"Alright, I’ll arrange a secluded courtyard for you."

The matter of interpreting the Mountain Scripture was of utmost importance, and Fu Chang immediately arranged a small courtyard for Chu Ming.

Within the courtyard.

"Young Master, what do you think, is there something wrong with that Luo Lin?"

Fang Xiao asked in a low voice, his expression seemed hopeful that there was indeed something wrong with the Prison Chief.

Chu Ming nodded gently: "I sensed the Blood Evil Qi."

"That old fellow indeed has issues!" Fang Xiao immediately felt a surge of anger.

"Back then, I always felt something was amiss with him. It took him decades to condense ten strands of qi and blood, but later his cultivation speed suddenly increased, breaking through bottlenecks and reaching the Strong Bone Realm."

"Looking back now, he must have started cultivating the Blood Evil Technique back then!"

At that time, Fang Xiao and Lin Zhenwu were still stronger than Luo Lin, and there was no Prison Chief in the Criminal Defense Bureau.

Fang Xiao cursed a few more times, then calmed down: "Young Master, if Luo Lin indeed has problems, and there’s that hidden Blood Evil Sect Strong Bone Realm member, should they truly ambush Ling Hao and Ji Yong..."

Thinking of this, he became even more anxious: "Young Master, I must hurry and report this to the two Captains."

"I’ll go," Chu Ming paused and said, not trusting Housekeeper Fang, who was comparatively weaker.

Fang Xiao’s first reaction was to refuse, then he realized the words were inappropriate.

"Young Master, your identity, isn’t it unsuitable?"

Chu Ming just smiled: "It may not suit me, but it suits Housekeeper Fang."

What did that mean?

Fang Xiao was taken aback.

"Wait for me," Chu Ming left the courtyard and entered a nearby room, starting to disguise himself.

It would be too dangerous for Fang Xiao to confront the Strong Bone Realm himself, so Chu Ming prepared to disguise himself as Fang Xiao.

His limb bones and torso bones had been tempered to gold and iron hardness, and his neck bones were also tempered to a significant degree. Counting it, he was a Strong Bone Realm martial artist at the late stage.

Chu Ming wanted to test the power level reached by his sixteen strands of robust Qi and Blood Power, condensed through the Inference Technique.

After lunch today, his sixteenth strand of qi and blood power solidified.

Fang Xiao anxiously waited, not knowing what Chu Ming was going to do.

In no time, the door opened. Fang Xiao looked closely, and his expression instantly changed.

"Young Master?"

Standing in front of Fang Xiao was another ’Fang Xiao.’

"Hmm," Chu Ming replied, "Housekeeper Fang, protect Little Shan."

Fang Xiao scrutinized closely, unable to detect any traces of the disguise, as if the ’Fang Xiao’ standing before him was himself.

During this time, apart from reading books and inferring cultivation techniques, Chu Ming practiced Calligraphy and Painting and the Disguise Technique.

His Disguise Technique had reached perfection, greatly reducing reliance on powders and cosmetic materials. He could change his facial muscles and even bones to disguise as someone else.

"Young Master... this should be my task..."

Even so, Fang Xiao was still worried.

Having once been a member of the Tiger Armor Army, he had a special affection for them and could not stand by watching the two Captains die.

Besides, Shao Pengshu and Lin Zhenwu were also participating in the siege, so he couldn’t just do nothing.

"Your matters are my matters."

Chu Ming’s voice sounded exactly like Fang Xiao’s, and even more emphatically.

"Little Shan is here."

Chu Ming flashed, borrowing the surrounding environment, disappearing in a blink.

Fang Xiao was left standing there, dumbfounded: "Young Master?"

Disappeared under broad daylight?

What kind of stealth technique is this?!

"Where is it?" A voice sounded beside him.

"In... in the North City’s Fourth District..." Fang Xiao muttered in reply.

"Alright, Housekeeper Fang, take good care of Little Shan."

"Grandpa Fang, where’s the Young Master?" Little Shan entered with tea and snacks.

...

Disguised as Fang Xiao, Chu Ming rushed all the way to the area Fang Xiao mentioned.

With his Sword Gourd Spirit scanning, he quickly discovered that the area had long been ambushed with many people.

Moreover, there were two layers of ambush.

The inner layer had three hundred people, with over a hundred exuding Blood Evil Qi.

Especially on the outer layer, there were another three hundred people without a trace of Blood Evil Qi sensed.

It seemed that the Criminal Defense Bureau had made a special deployment.

Chu Ming hid in the dark, using his Sword Gourd Spirit to locate Lin Zhenwu and Shao Pengshu.

Together with Lin Zhenwu and Shao Pengshu were two other Strong Bone Realm auras, presumably the two Captains of the Tiger Armor Army.

He moved with agility towards that position.

However, just as Chu Ming crossed two streets, he suddenly halted.

The Sword Gourd Spirit had made a new discovery!

In a deeper area, within a courtyard, he sensed two familiar auras: the young mistress and a Strong Bone Realm expert sensed at the Chu Family that night.

This time, the opponent didn’t detect his probing.

But it didn’t stop there. Underneath their feet, or rather underground, were over two hundred auras.

These people had at least five strands of qi and blood power, some had eight or nine, and they emitted a stench of blood instead of Blood Evil Qi!

It was an extremely thick smell of blood, seemingly intentional.

Most crucially, the attire on these people appeared to be some kind of standard armor!

Armor is a controlled item, typically only found in the military - how could a Martial World Sect possess it?!

Chu Ming thought of something, and his Sword Gourd Spirit locked onto those disguised members of the Blood Evil Sect posing as Criminal Defense Bureau constables.

Indeed, these individuals outwardly served the Criminal Defense Bureau, but beneath their Flying Fish Suit was armor similar to those underground Blood Evil Sect members.

This district was hiding nearly four hundred Blood Evil Sect members wearing armor!

Chu Ming deliberated for a moment, then continued to move.

He didn’t choose to approach Lin Zhenwu or Shao Pengshu; instead, he moved toward that courtyard.

Chu Ming had a hunch that the Blood Evil Sect’s true means to trap the two Tiger Armor Army Captains involved those armored members.

"Young Master, it’s getting dark."

In the courtyard, Qi Huanrong waited patiently, looking up at the sky as if awaiting nightfall.

The young girl squatted on the ground, holding a tree branch, drawing something on the ground.

Looking closely, she was swallowing, her eyes fixated on the drawing on the ground.