Water Ink Panel: Starting with Bow Technique to Hunt the Sun and Patrol the Skies
Chapter 127 - 51: Demon Core, Great Perfection of Wind Defying Finger

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"Lord Shen?"

Suddenly being called "Lord," Shen Qing was a bit unaccustomed.

At this moment, after a massacre, he was drenched in sweat, his hair sticking to his scalp.

His breathing became somewhat rapid, and there were traces of fatigue on his face.

Yet, his posture remained as upright as a mountain.

Having just slain a tiger demon, there was an inexplicable aura of pressure around him, which even Shen Qing himself hadn't noticed.

He didn't pay much attention to the change in how Lian Bing and the others addressed him, turning his head slightly, focusing on the tiger demon.

As a hunter by birth, he knew that every part of a fierce tiger was a treasure.

Especially tiger skin, tiger bone, and tiger penis, which were the most valuable.

Not to mention a tiger demon.

A beast that had gained wisdom carried powerful Essence Qi in its flesh and blood, making these valuable parts even more priceless.

Shen Qing looked down, searching the ground, and quickly found a knife.

In the presence of his senior brother and Lian Bing, he skillfully opened the tiger demon's belly, then reached inside, rummaging for a while.

Before long, Shen Qing's hand touched a round, hard object, and he exclaimed with delight, "There really is one."

He pulled it out, revealing a Blood Pearl.

The Blood Pearl exuded a reddish glow, emanating waves of heat.

During the earlier fight, Shen Qing noticed the tiger demon used a Blood Shield, and red brilliance appeared from its abdomen, which was astonishing.

Shen Qing guessed that this should be the 'Demon Core' that the tiger had refined after becoming a demon; it was the tiger treasure.

Indeed, it was fortunate.

"I wonder how this Demon Core should be refined and used. I'll ask Hall Master Uncle or check the records when I return."

Shen Qing securely stored the Demon Core, felt a stirring within, and summoned the Water Ink Panel.

A droplet of ink fell before his vision, gradually gathering into lines of text.

[Skill: Wind Defying Finger (Mastery)]

[Progress: 401/400 points]

[Status: Can be upgraded]

'Full progress?'

'I didn't expect the progress of the Wind Defying Finger to be filled during the battle with the tiger demon, so then...'

'Upgrade!'

The status on the Water Ink Panel suddenly refreshed.

[Skill: Wind Defying Finger (Great Perfection)]

[Progress: 1/500 points]

[Status: Cannot be upgraded]

[Note: Out of the blue, you have surpassed it. Through continuous cultivation, you have brought this martial art to the Great Perfection Realm. Continued practice to master the Wind Riding Force can break the limit of this martial art.]

Shen Qing shuddered, the Sea of Consciousness echoed with tearing pain.

Fortunately, he was already accustomed to this feeling, calming his mind, suppressing the pain, and sensing the transformations.

In an instant, memories of painstakingly practicing the Wind Defying Finger kept surfacing in his mind.

He had practiced this martial art thousands of times.

Until the final moment, he fully comprehended the essence of the Wind Defying Finger that Li Linfeng taught him.

Familiar sensations coursed through his fingers.

The dull feeling in his mind vanished.

Shen Qing's mood lifted tremendously.

'Practice through actual combat is indeed the best way.'

"Lord Shen, should we inform the others?"

Lian Bing's attitude was humble, completely different from before.

Having maneuvered within the Guardian Martial Department for a long time, Lian Bing knew without being told.

Shen Qing, who slew the tiger demon, would undoubtedly rank among the top in Taiping County. Even the County Magistrate would treat him with respect, which was beyond what a junior officer like him could provoke.

Shen Qing nonchalantly said, "You handle it yourself."

Lian Bing hesitated a bit, then decided to take the fireworks he carried with him, raised it above his head, and pulled the bottom cord. A puff of blue smoke shot from the brown cylinder in his hand, soaring into the sky.

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In an unknown village in Shicheng Mountain, Team Leader Wang Yanjun of the Guardian Martial Department slapped a ghost to disperse it, a hint of impatience on her face.

"Hurry up, don't delay the master's big event!"

Behind her, a few middle-aged men dressed as Jianghu Martial Artists worked together, killing a ghost with a punch, and said, "Don't worry, it won't."

Bang!

Another ghost was slain.

Wang Yanjun was a bit irritable, being tangled with these ghosts.

Just as she was about to slap a ghost, the wandering ghosts around suddenly halted, all looking towards a certain spot in the mountain forest.

Then waves of joy flashed across the ghosts' faces.

In the astonished eyes of Wang Yanjun and the others, they scattered and disappeared completely, leaving them baffled.

"Team Leader Wang, should we chase them?"

A burly martial master with iron rings wrapped around his arms grinned.

Wang Yanjun didn't hesitate, "First go up the mountain, resolve that tiger demon, and then talk."

"Alright then."

Just as she finished speaking, they heard a loud "boom" from another direction.

Without any hesitation, Wang Yanjun leaped, rushing towards where the fireworks appeared in the forest.

After a month or two of raids, the forces within Taiping County that defied control and didn't align with the county government had been significantly weakened by the County Magistrate using the tiger demon's hand.

Even the Four Great Eastern Families suffered a bit of loss.

Basically, no significant trouble could arise anymore.

Next, as long as they represented the county government and slew the tiger demon, the County Magistrate's prestige could rise another level.

Even if their strength was diminished, they could rest easy for a while.

The people following her were experts at the Qi Cultivation Stage, summoned by the County Magistrate. No matter how powerful the tiger demon was, it couldn't withstand their combined strength.

The only worry was if the tiger demon fled deep into the mountains, finding its trace again would be laborious.

Wang Yanjun spread her arms, leaping and bounding, navigating the dense forests, rushing forward, fearing the tiger demon might escape.

After traveling the time of two incense sticks, Wang Yanjun suddenly smelled blood.

She abruptly halted, instinctively reaching for the sword hanging at her waist, her face growing serious.

"Be prepared."

Wang Yanjun's face showed no fear, and with the few remaining people, she rushed directly towards the direction where the fireworks appeared.

In just a moment, Wang Yanjun led the group through numerous trees, arriving at a clearing, the sight before them unobstructed.

At this time, on the clearing ahead, a young man sat cross-legged beside the tiger demon's corpse.

His clothes were tattered, quietly adjusting his breath, while Lian Bing and the others dared not breathe too loudly, obediently staying aside.

Suddenly, seeing the already dead tiger demon, her expression froze.

Dead!

The tiger demon they were supposed to kill was dead!

Wang Yanjun treaded forward vacantly, eyes wide, asking, "Did you kill it?"

Shen Qing looked at Wang Yanjun, his gaze pausing slightly at her features, then smiled, "I killed it. I wonder if the County Magistrate's promise of martial arts register counts?"

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