101 His Murderous Intent Rosis heightened perception was astonishingly sharp now. Nothing could escape his senses within a hundred-meter radius.
All of this was thanks to the mutated fruit tree on the Cloudy Dream Mountain Forest. After eating nine of the fruits, his soul had undergone an unknown change.
These changes, perhaps only after coming into contact with the world of cultivators will I be able to solve my doubts.
"It’s also time to get in touch with some old friends.”
Jiang Ming had yet to meet Miss Wang after all these years.
* * *
On the street market, a woman with soft red cheeks was trying her best to sell colorful clothes to the customers.
It was not sundown that the customers trickled down. After sending the customers away, the woman stretched a few times, closed the door, locked it from the inside, and walked to the backyard.
Just as she walked to the backyard, she saw a young man lying on a bamboo chair, swaying back and forth.
"Which family are you from? Why are you barging into someone else’s house?” the woman asked with a frown.
The young man smiled gently and got up to walk towards her. Before she tensed up and was about to attack, he said, “It’s been seven years since we last met, and you’re already a third-class martial artist. I can see why you were the treasure of the Wang family!”
"What are you saying?” The woman’s pupils shrank, but her expression did not change.
The young man flicked his finger, and a piece of origami floated toward the woman. The woman caught it and opened it. There were only two lines on it:
"You and I are both nameless people. We’re sneaking in the shadows.”
She remembered these words and the handwriting. She had never talked about this to anyone else.
Miss Wang immediately knelt on the ground and said excitedly, “Greetings, Master!”
"Get up. Are the items I want here?” Jiang Ming did not waste any time.
Before he came here, he had already sent a swift to inform Miss Wang of a few things he was interested in.
"I will get it for you!” Miss Wang nodded respectfully. After all these years, she had managed this huge Intelligence agency, but she had always felt that Jiang Ming was terrifying. From a first-class martial artist in the past to the unfathomable strength he had today, the growth in his strength was terrifying.
She even suspected that he had already broken through to the Grandmaster realm.
Soon, Miss Wang took out three items from a secret compartment in a room. They were a scroll, a broken blade, and an ancient copper coin.
Jiang Ming first picked up the book, then activated his heightened perception and sensed the remaining two items. A moment later, he let out a soft sound of surprise and picked up the copper coin.
"Where did you get this copper coin?”
Miss Wang quickly said, “This is from an antique stall in North Peace City. Wu Dao and his men bought it when they passed by North Peace City. I’ve used all my power to investigate the age of this copper coin, but I’ve never found anything. There has never been a dynasty named Great Xia recorded in history.”
Jiang Ming stared at the words inscribed on the copper coin through the afterglow.
It was Great Xia’s coin!
"Could this be a coin from the immortal cultivation world? Jiang Ming touched the copper coin and sensed a faint, strange aura from it through his heightened perception. It was very similar to the medicinal herbs that had mutated during the immortal encounter.
"Well done, continue the investigation.”
Jiang Ming nodded, then opened the book and read it carefully.
"Before cultivating the Meridian Breaker, you must temper your meridians to the point where your bones and muscles can resonate together. Otherwise, when you cultivate it, your meridians will shatter and cripple you! The stronger and tougher the meridians, the faster and more powerful the cultivation of this technique. When it is used, the meridians will be broken as the price to stimulate the potential of the martial artist, and the martial artist’s speed will be increased exponentially in a short time.”
Jiang Ming pondered for a moment.
A moment later, Jiang Ming opened his eyes and said with a blank expression, “I’ll take this technique and the copper coin. You can keep the broken blade. Good job, keep it up!”
"Yes!” Ms. Wang nodded and turned to put the broken blade back into the secret compartment.
However, when she turned around and returned to the courtyard, Jiang Ming had disappeared.
Only a faint sigh could be heard in the wind.
* * *
A young man was riding a horse, slowly heading south.
"The Meridian Breaker has finally made up for my last weakness!” Jiang Ming muttered to himself. “My meridians have been tempered by mutated medicinal herbs. I’m not weaker than a Grandmaster. With the help of the Vitality-Snatching Technique, I’ll make rapid progress in practicing this technique.”
This was a forbidden technique because broken meridians could often not be repaired. However, this was not a problem for Jiang Ming. He smiled as he thought about how he would break every meridian in his body to master this technique.
"This time, I finally have some power to protect myself!”
Jiang Ming nodded with satisfaction. Being able to fight was good, but being able to run was better.
That day, he found a peaceful mountain and began to practice impatiently.
In June, Jiang Ming crossed the Yanming River and set foot on the warm and humid land in the south of the country of Yan.
* * *
Baizhou City was the most prosperous city in the Jiangnan Prefecture. Despite being out of Jiangnan City, the Chen family was feared. Even the revolutionary army that occupied the Jiangnan Prefecture treated the Chen family with respect.
"The master of the Chen family is a well-known philanthropist. He once spent all his fortune to buy food during the food shortage and gave porridge to thousands of people for months, so that they could survive.”
A burly man was lying on an ox-cart that was used to transport miscellaneous goods. Baizhou City could be seen in the distance.
The coachman, who was over fifty years old, was talking about the local customs of Baizhou City to the man. He had a lot of praise for Philanthropist Chen.
Jiang Ming listened to the coachman’s words and could not help but laugh silently.
The people only saw the Chen family giving out porridge during the food shortage, but they did not see who caused it. They only saw that thousands of people survived, but they did not see how thousands of people died in the food shortage.
According to what the Nameless had found out, Philanthropist Chen always had a story to tell.
After sightseeing and going on a food tour for a few days, Jiang Ming finally arrived at the gate of the Chen family.
Due to the efforts of his team of beasts, Jiang Ming no longer needed to carefully check the situation around him. He already knew that there was only one Dao Master in the Chen family, Chen Dongfeng. Other than that, there was no one else that could be his match.
Jiang Ming’s face was calm as he walked straight to the gate.
With a sharp blade in his hand, his murderous intent rose. Jiang Ming was now at the peak of the Dao Master realm and had practiced the Meridian Breaker.
"Who are you looking for?” A guard at the gate looked at the disheveled man covered in mud. A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, but he still spoke with a gentle expression.
"I’m not here to look for someone, I’m here to send someone off!” Jiang Ming said lightly.
"What?” The guard was stunned.
Blood Qi exploded, and a fist landed in front of the guard, sending him flying backward. The heavy door was smashed into pieces, and his lifeless body fell into the courtyard.
"My name is Zhang Shan. Today, I have come to send Philanthropist Chen to the afterlife!”
Jiang Ming’s voice was like thunder, and it spread far with the help of his blood Qi.
