I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world-Chapter 43 - Another Beast Form Fist obtained

The person behind the scenes would surely not ignore or let him go, so he might as well join the investigation directly and eradicate the threat.

“I understand. Are you in Burntwood City to attend the annual trade fair?” she asked.

“As a Loose Cultivator, I am in short supply of cultivation resources. I hope to replenish them at the trade fair,” explained Liang Hui.

Upon hearing this, a flicker of interest crossed Tang Tang’s eyes.

In an instant, she somewhat wished to convince her master to accept the man before her into Divine Soldiers Valley.

For a Loose Cultivator to have come this far with his limited resources, his talent was undoubtedly extraordinary.

Furthermore, feeling the vibrant Qi-Blood in the man’s body, she could tell that his age was likely between 17 and 30.

But then she remembered that through the generations, Divine Soldiers Valley had only taken in children aged eight to twelve and thus dismissed the sudden thought.

Her stubborn and rigid master would likely not break Divine Soldiers Valley’s thousands of years of tradition for the man before her.

“Let’s go.”

The words of Liang Hui interrupted Tang Tang’s train of thought.

They stepped over the threshold heading toward the slumbering boy.

“I will take him back to the inn. Please take care of matters here,” he said.

“Leave it to me. The Tang Family is well equipped to handle such matters.”

“By the way, take this token with you. It can save you a lot of trouble in Burntwood City.”

Tang Tang looked at the figure carrying the child with approval and took out a token engraved with the Tang character from her bosom, handing it over.

The token was entirely dark, edged with gold, and seemed to be a signet of the Tang Family.

After receiving the token and carefully feeling it with the Flowing Light Bell to make sure there were no traps left behind, he tucked it into his chest.

He waved his hand towards Tang Tang without turning around and then headed off toward the inn.

Before he approached the inn, he could hear the noise from within; the corpses in the upstairs corridor must have been discovered.

Upon entering the inn’s main gate, he immediately saw the officers surrounding the staircase and the middle-aged man and woman crying beside them.

“This must be your child.” Though the words were softly spoken, they clearly reached every corner of the inn.

All eyes turned to the figure standing in the middle of the lobby.

“It’s my child, my child!”

The middle-aged couple on the corridor dashed down at the fastest speed they’ve ever known.

Arriving in front of Liang Hui, they looked excitedly at the small figure carried on the youth’s shoulders.

Liang Hui handed the child over and casually walked towards his room.

“Sir, wait a moment. About the carcass in the corridor…”

Before the words were finished, the token with the Tang character was presented before several officers.

The stern-faced officers softened their demeanor upon seeing the token, and smiled.

They stepped aside, saying, “It turns out you are an honored guest of the Tang Family. We have offended you.”

“You have done a meritorious deed, sir. I will report this to the authorities immediately for your reward.”

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The youth did not respond, but slowly walked past the officers and reached his floor.

Just as he was about to enter his room.

Plain words drifted into the ears of the constables.

“As for the so-called reward, forget it.”

Smack!

The door shut, leaving a multitude of people outside, at a loss for what to do.

The youth sat cross-legged on the bed, pulling out a martial arts manual from his bosom, with the words “Golden Toad Palm” written on its cover.

Compared to the one he had given to Tang Tang, this one was more worn and ancient, yet it bore a special aura that only he could sense.

He did not choose to ‘enter the dream’ immediately, but instead began to flip through the manual directly.

With his current martial arts knowledge, he was fully capable of understanding the moves and training methods described in the book.

Time passed, and he had flipped to the last page of the manual.

Slowly closing it, he placed it on the bed.

With a single hand extended, his fingers and palm constantly shifted.

His boxing technique went from awkward to proficient in a very short time.

It wasn’t until an hour had passed that a faint croaking sound began to emanate from between his fists.

Only then did he stop his fists, pick up the martial arts classics by his bed, and whispered inwardly:

‘Enter the dream!’

In an instant, his surroundings began to blur, and when they cleared again, he found himself in the wilderness.

Large men dressed in yellow tunics ran through the forest, some wielding big knives, some bearing bows and arrows.

They were more formidable and ferocious than the members of the Golden Toad Gang he had seen that night, ruthlessly encircling and attacking a giant blood-colored tiger.

The Blood Tiger was several times larger than a mature tiger.

Though its body was riddled with arrows and scars from knives, its tiger face was fearsome, and it continued to lunge and kill relentlessly.

Each attack killed a gang member, but the sight of blood made the men in yellow even more savage.

Such a scene merely held Liang Hui’s gaze for a moment.

Then, he turned his attention to an elderly man with yellow hair standing on the perimeter.

The aura emanating from the man reminded Liang Hui of Tian Qing, the old leader of the Wild Wolf Gang.

But even a bone-refining fighter like Tian Qing couldn’t withstand a few of his punches.

Without hesitation, he appeared not far from the yellow-haired old man.

At the same time, a dull croaking sound filled the entire forest.

A heavy fist, carrying a blue glow, hurtled towards the old man’s throat at breakneck speed.

The air between them exploded from the force of the punch.

Bang!

Amid the sound of the physical impact, the yellow-haired old man kept retreating, gazing in astonishment at the blue-robed youth not far away.

“Who are you?” he demanded loudly.

Moving like a leaping frog, he quickly arrived at Liang Hui’s side.

His hand extended two fingers, stabbing towards Liang Hui’s temples.

The yellow Inner Qi coated the fingertips, spinning continuously like a top, reminiscent of a Golden Toad darting out its tongue to catch prey.

Precise and ruthless!

Such a maneuver brought a glint of interest to Liang Hui’s eyes, an interesting technique.

One that wasn’t recorded in the Golden Toad Palm manual.

Yet Liang Hui still stood unmoved, his head shrouded in a lustrous dark sheen.

Clang! Hiss! Hiss!

The collision of flesh made a metallic sound.

Before the incredulous gaze of the yellow-haired elder, the youth’s fist shattered his throat in an instant.

A life-and-death struggle between the two that lasted only a few breaths finally drew the attention of the others engaged in the battle.

Some were shocked, some feral, leaving only a few to continue fighting the Blood Tiger, while the rest charged towards the blue-robed youth.