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Chapter 47: Chapter 47 Thank You for Your Trust, Speaking of Martial Path

Chapter 47 -47 Thank You for Your Trust, Speaking of Martial Path

“Since trust has been chosen, then there is no harm in staying in this city a while longer.”

Tang Tang, carrying a short hammer, walked toward the crowd looking like fools as she spoke.

Bang! Bang! Bang!…

With the hammer swinging, she struck those under control, who had almost been drained of their Blood Qi.

Sounds like watermelons splitting echoed continuously in the backyard.

In front of such slaughter, there was no hesitation in her heart; these people were not going to live much longer anyway, it would be better to kill them all.

“Tai Yi, Burntwood City should currently be considered safe, and you must be lacking in advanced cultivation knowledge, which I can share with you without reservation.”

Upon hearing this, Liang Hui stopped in his tracks.

Whether as a Martial Artist or a Taoist Priest, his knowledge was indeed very limited, which was why he needed Tang Tang to explain during the recent combat.

After a moment, when all bodies were laid across the ground, he asked softly:

“Where to?”

Joy flashed in Tang Tang’s eyes, this man before her, whose every move could change the world.

He really chose to trust her, and she would not betray that trust.

Just like the woman in those memories of the future, who suppressed worlds with the chime of a bell.

“I once privately purchased a residence in the city; no one else knows about it. We can settle down there first.”

She paused, gesturing toward the bloody remains behind them.

“What happened here today was my doing; I will report to Divine Soldiers Valley at the latest time.”

“Then let’s go, I am eager to see the moment when your words come true.”

The two walked side by side under the moonlight.

The City Lord’s Mansion behind them burst into flames as they left, illuminating half of the night sky.

Many Martial Artists and Taoist Priests ascended to rooftops, gazing at the burning flames.

Making their own responses, whether coveting resources to fish in troubled waters or standing still to watch how it unfolds.

In the northeastern corner of Burntwood City, a dilapidated courtyard stood.

Under the eaves, two figures sat facing each other.

On the table, two cups of steaming tea were placed.

“Among those bodies, I didn’t see the city lord,” said Liang Hui, extending his hand to rub the cup on the table, eyeing the woman in green across from him.

Upon arrival here, he did not first discuss his own matters.

Instead, he pointed out that the target of tonight’s investigation had not been found.

“Tai Yi, such matters are no longer important now. Whether he died at the hands of the black-robed Taoist priest or is in cahoots and hiding in the shadows.”

“The emergence of an Aberrant Taoist Priest in the City Lord’s Mansion will surely prompt Divine Soldiers Valley to send strong warriors of the Martial Path to investigate; it’s just a matter of how quickly they arrive.”

“Under such power, schemes and calculations mean nothing.”

Tang Tang chuckled lightly, picked up a teacup from the table, and took a sip after lifting her mask.

‘Is that so?’

Liang Hui muttered to himself internally, without focusing on the woman’s now-visible face.

“How long will it take for someone from Divine Soldiers Valley to arrive?”

“Normally, it takes five days for messages to be relayed. Through a special channel, it will take three days to arrive.”

“However, I can delay the message for one day, so Divine Soldiers Valley will arrive in four days.”

“Four days of preparation time?”

Liang Hui also picked up a cup of tea from the table and took a sip.

“No, it’s two days or even one day, then you must leave Burntwood City.”

“Even though I am unclear about what level of powerhouse Divine Soldiers Valley will send or how far they are from this city.”

“But I know it takes two days for the message to get back.”

Tang Tang put down the teacup and closed the mask at the same time.

“I understand, I will leave tomorrow. Can we talk about the realms of the Martial Path?” Liang Hui also set down his teacup, his words taking on a serious tone.

Divine Soldiers Valley, as a major faction on the Martial Path, had insights and understandings of martial artist realms that were beyond his current imagination.

“External Refinement has three layers: skin, sinew, and bone. Internal Refinement has three aspects: marrow, organs, and blood. There is no need to mention the External Refinement, as the path you are on is nearly perfect. For Internal Refinement, Inner Qi enters the bone to Refine Marrow; afterwards, Inner Strength and Blood Qi together temper the organs.”

“However, I have heard from my master that the Internal Refinement of the three aspects—marrow and organs—is all in preparation for Blood Refinement, which is nearly one of the most important realms in a martial artist’s journey.”

Tang Tang, feeling the persistent inquisitive look in Liang Hui’s eyes, shook his head and whispered:

“These are the specific realms I know of, after which there should be the realms of Meridian Qi and Spirit Veins, which belong to the world’s mighty people who wield the nine Divine Weapons of Divine Soldiers Valley.”

“This information is enough.”

The young man’s words carried an undisguised gratitude.

“I also need the Beast Form Fist manual, and if you have one, please give it to me,” Liang Hui directly requested for the Beast Form Fist manual.

After all, attending the trade fair was already an impossibility.

“Beast Form Fist manual.” Tang Tang didn’t ask further but fell into a contemplation.

After a moment, she took out a yellowed book from her storage space and handed it over.

“Will this do? I obtained it from slaying a Bone Refining Stage martial artist.”

“I have other martial arts manuals on me, but due to contracts established in the valley, I cannot privately pass them on.”

Liang Hui looked at the manual handed to him, felt the special aura it contained, and nodded slightly.

Then, he began to read it.

Small ripples stirred in the depths of his eyes; he had not expected to fulfill his two goals in Burntwood City under such circumstances.

“Falling Whale Fist meets my standards, and even surpasses them,” he murmured, placing the book solemnly into his chest.

After that, Tang Tang shared her perspective on the major events of the world, which of course was also quite superficial.

After all, Tang Tang was only a Bone Refining Martial Artist.

“If in the future I can rise again, your clan will enjoy everlasting wealth and glory, and you shall stand above many powerhouses,” he made this promise. As long as the woman before him did not fail him, should he eventually reestablish the Divine Court, her status would be above all gods.

This was the first person apart from his brother to show him goodwill upon revealing his identity to the world.

“I look forward to that day.”

Tang Tang slowly stood up, and after taking one final glance at the young man,

she turned around,

and walked towards the exit.

“Remember, you must leave Burntwood City before tomorrow afternoon,” she said,

“I’ll go deal with the aftermath of the City Lord’s Mansion incident now.”

“I hope we have the chance to meet again, Tai Yi.”

By the time her gentle words faded, the lady in the green dress had already disappeared from sight.

Liang Hui, still sitting cross-legged on the ground, didn’t choose to flip through “Falling Whale Fist,”

but instead quickly took out a large amount of jerky and pills to supplement Qi-Blood from his storage necklace and stuffed them into his mouth.

He needed to recover as quickly as possible the Qi-Blood and Inner Strength that had been drained by the recent fight.

When he couldn’t eat any more jerky,

Liang Hui entered a room at random.

He sat down,

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held his longbow, leaned against the wall, and fell into a deep sleep.

Spirit, Qi-Blood, Inner Strength—all were rapidly restoring every single minute, every single second.