The Martial Saint of Humanity, I Have Transformed Low-Level Martial Arts Into Immortal Martial Arts - Chapter 72

Chapter 72: Frenzied Demon Rain! Refining Strength Once Again!

“One down.”

Su Hao glanced at the Blood Daoist’s head, a hint of coldness on his face.

The Blood Daoist practiced Demon Art and had rather strange techniques, but in the face of absolute strength, everything became meaningless; he was still killed by Su Hao here!

“Quick… quickly take Lord Jin away.”

At that moment, two soldiers from the Black Deer Army were assisting Jin Bupo as they fled in the opposite direction, with fear written all over their faces.

“Ah!”

But behind them erupted a series of angry shouts and cries of despair, leaving the remaining soldiers unable to withstand the relentless pursuit of death.

Before long, the soldiers escorting Jin Bupo halted, as a man dressed in black with an imposing aura had blocked their way—it was none other than Su Hao!

“Wen Tailai, are you really going to kill me? You should consider the consequences; our Black Deer Army is not someone you can provoke. Right now… we can still turn hostility into friendship.”

Seeing Su Hao and the head of the Blood Daoist in his hand, Jin Bupo forced himself to remain calm, trying to soften his tone compared to before, still hoping to intimidate Su Hao with the influence of the Black Deer Army.

However, Su Hao coldly replied, “What background do you hope to use to save your life when the situation turns dire? There’s no such good fortune. Go join the Blood Daoist in death!”

“Too arrogant!”

Realizing that begging for mercy was futile, Jin Bupo’s expression turned fierce. He mustered his strength and lunged towards Su Hao, ready to fight to the death.

However, even at his peak, Jin Bupo would not stand a chance against Su Hao, let alone in his current injured state.

“Swish!”

In just one encounter, Su Hao unleashed his ‘Melting Gold Hand’, easily piercing through Jin Bupo’s chest and crushing his heart!

“Kill him! Kill him!”

The remaining soldiers of the Black Deer Army, in a frenzy or filled with fear, posed no threat to Su Hao. One by one, he eliminated them without mercy.

The chaos atop Wu Mountain gradually settled once more, as both the Blood Daoist and Jin Bupo’s forces were completely annihilated by Su Hao!

“This Jin Bupo is a member of the Black Deer Army, but even the strongest army can’t cover the skies. Besides, I’m using a false identity, so there’s no need to worry too much.”

As he looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, Su Hao thought to himself.

He had come to kill the Blood Daoist, and having Jin Bupo here was an unexpected circumstance, but as long as one has strength, all unforeseen events can turn into opportunities!

“Let me see if there are any useful spoils.”

Regaining his composure, Su Hao remembered to gather the spoils; killing and looting was an excellent tradition in the martial world.

“Hmm? Aside from some herbs, the Blood Daoist has little more than medical books…”

In the Blood Daoist’s residence, Su Hao’s financial gains were minimal. Instead, he uncovered a large collection of medical texts. Despite the Blood Daoist’s cruel and ruthless nature, he had unexpectedly excelled in the healing arts!

“This is… ‘Hundred Herb Pill Scripture’?”

Then, Su Hao discovered a thick book on a stone table. The book looked ancient and somewhat worn, with the four large characters ‘Hundred Herb Pill Scripture’ on the cover, stirring something within Su Hao.

“This Hundred Herb Pill Scripture records alchemical techniques?”

This revelation slightly astonished Su Hao. As a martial artist, he had consumed numerous body tempering medicines and even the Tendon Protection Pill, but he had never encountered anything related to ‘pills’ before.

Those who master medical practices and pharmacology can be called physicians or pharmacists, while those skilled in alchemy can be named alchemists!

In Evergreen County, those who qualify to be called alchemists are exceedingly rare; most are individuals who live in luxury within great families or prominent sects.

“The value of this ‘Hundred Herb Pill Scripture’ is definitely very high. I should take some time to study it myself.”

Su Hao realized that this volume of the ‘Hundred Herb Pill Scripture’ was certainly on par with the profound martial arts secret books. He packed it carefully, along with various medical books treasured by the Blood Daoist.

“Just this one ‘Hundred Herb Pill Scripture’ alone means a significant profit.”

Su Hao was quite satisfied with what he had gained from this trip; the ‘Hundred Herb Pill Scripture’ held great worth.

Of course, he was unaware that this book actually belonged to the Black Deer Army and had been put forward to recruit the Blood Daoist, only to end up benefiting Su Hao instead!

“Having killed Jin Bupo, I’ll have to keep a low profile for a while after I return.”

After confirming he hadn’t missed anything, Su Hao turned to leave while holding the Blood Daoist’s head, thinking to himself.

By killing Jin Bupo, the Chiliarch of the Black Deer Army, he had brought trouble upon himself, but he planned to quietly cultivate in seclusion for a while after he got back. He did not believe the Black Deer Army could find him, even with his concealed identity!

As he left Wushan Town, Su Hao returned safely to the Inspector Department of Evergreen City. He met with Department Head Gongsun Xiu in the early hours of the morning.

“The Blood Daoist was also killed by Brother Wen…”

Seeing the severed head of the Blood Daoist, Gongsun Xiu secretly felt a shock. This ‘Wen Tailai’ almost never missed; every time he took on a bounty, he completed it flawlessly, making him unfathomable!

“Brother Wen, these are the two martial arts you needed, all prepared for you. I hope you won’t disclose them.”

Regaining his composure, Gongsun Xiu took out two secret books that he had kept close and handled them carefully, as was his custom.

These two secret books were indeed the ‘Dripping Rain Sword Technique’ and the ‘Mad Demon Staff Technique.’ When Su Hao originally chose the Void Breaking Divine Fist from the three lower-grade martial arts books, he had now also obtained these two techniques!

A single achievement of slaying the Blood Daoist was enough to warrant the exchange for two lower-grade martial arts books, and Gongsun Xiu believed that Su Hao was highly likely to complete the bounty, so he had already prepared the books in advance.

“Well, thank you, Department Head Gongsun.”

Suppressing his joy, Su Hao stored away the two secret books.

After chatting a little with Gongsun Xiu, Su Hao took his leave, carefully taking a detour to ensure no one was following him, and quietly returned to his residence.

“Next, it’s time to focus on delving into new martial arts; I wonder if it will lead me to new insights.”

At home, Su Hao looked at the two secret books in his hands, filled with anticipation.

The next morning, Su Hao went to work at the Forging Weaponry Workshop as usual, taking his breaks to study martial arts behind closed doors.

The “Dripping Rain Sword Technique” was like a gentle rain, dense in its sword force, and akin to water dripping penetrating stone, capable of gathering minimal strength into a burst that could unleash powerful penetration; even if the enemy wore iron armor, it could slice through with exquisite sword moves.

Holding a simple longsword, Su Hao began practicing in the yard. Despite having only read the sword technique and its manual once, he executed the forms skillfully, quickly transitioning from clumsiness to proficiency.

With his potential soaring to 70 points, far beyond the initial limits of someone with Innate Talent, and with exceptionally high comprehension, not to mention his solid foundation in martial arts, he could master ordinary martial techniques after just a few practices.

Even for the more difficult Dripping Rain Sword Technique, achieving Perfection in it would only be a matter of time for him.

On the other hand, the “Mad Demon Staff Technique” had its own unique merits compared to the Dripping Rain Sword Technique. Where the Dripping Rain Sword Technique focused on ultimate control of strength, the Mad Demon Staff Technique was much wilder, emphasizing a heart like a demon and a staff like madness, with every move being lethal and unpredictable, to the point that even the practitioner might not foresee their next move, immersing the chaotic emotions into their staff technique like madness!

The essence of these two martial arts represented mastery that Su Hao did not yet possess, allowing him to further refine his martial path.

“These two techniques, combined with my previous insights, might elevate my understanding and control of strength to a whole new level.”

Su Hao had a vague premonition; he had undergone body tempering and refining strength four times, developing his Core Strength over quite some time. He had continuously absorbed new martial knowledge during this period, gaining fresh insights and making his strength even more profound. These two brand-new Lower Grade martial arts might enable him to undergo a Transformation!

While practicing the Mad Demon Staff Technique and the Dripping Rain Sword Technique, whenever Su Hao tired and took a break, he would also flip through the various medical books obtained from the Blood Daoist.

These medical books contained theories on treating ailments and saving lives, as well as the application of various medicines and even the fabrication of bloodless poisons.

“This medical knowledge is indeed fascinating.”

The more Su Hao read these medical books, the more engrossed he became.

With countless medicinal materials in the world, when blended together, they could heal and save lives, but if mixed improperly, even a collection of nourishing medicines could turn into deadly poisons. Conversely, even poisons could be turned against themselves when properly mixed, transforming peril into safety!

“That ‘Hundred Herb Pill Scripture,’ I didn’t understand at all. I must have a profound foundation in medical knowledge to grasp it; I’ll take my time.”

Su Hao thought to himself; the Hundred Herb Pill Scripture was equivalent to university-level knowledge. He needed to solidify the basics first before he could comprehend it.

However, medical knowledge not only required theoretical understanding but also practical application for improvement. For now, Su Hao could only memorize things temporarily and wait for an opportunity to practice!

Su Hao’s days passed quite peacefully. He quietly immersed himself in his studies during the day while working at the Forging Weaponry Workshop.

Since forging the initiated grade weapon, the Star Light Saber, he had become a Grandmaster Blacksmith, and his reputation skyrocketed. Often, martial artists from the Jianghu would come specifically requesting Su Hao to forge a suitable weapon for them, typically offering generous compensation.

Aside from the commission earned from the Forging Weaponry Workshop, Su Hao’s monthly income exceeded 200 taels of silver, a sum that surpassed that of ordinary people and even some powerful martial artists! Any skill, when perfected, could earn a fortune that an average person could never accumulate in a lifetime. For safety’s sake, Su Hao hadn’t gone to the Inspector Department to collect his monthly stipend of 10 taels of silver.

In such fulfilling days, time passed quickly, and another half a year slipped by.

Rustle, rustle! The weather gradually grew hotter, and from a deserted mountain about twenty li west of Evergreen City, the sound of a gentle drizzle could be heard, as if fine raindrops were falling on the leaves. But with clear weather, where could the rain be coming from?

In the desolate mountain, Su Hao, dressed in black, held a long sword. As he wielded his three-foot-long sword, the dense force of his qi resembled raindrops cascading, pressing down on the surrounding flowers and grass, creating a hazy and soft beauty. The sword light flickered like continuous fine rain, impenetrable by water, enveloping him in a layer of mist, his figure appearing hazy and ethereal.

“Swish, swish, swish!” At that moment, Su Hao transformed the gentle rain into lethal sword qi. The ground around him seemed pounded by indomitable raindrops, tearing deep, bottomless holes, and even the hard rocks beneath were easily pierced through. It was hard to imagine that such fierce, continuous, and unstoppable swordsmanship would instantly leave bleeding holes even in someone clad in iron armor standing right in front of him!

Su Hao then sheathed his long sword and took out a heavy Refined Iron Staff, beginning to wield it. Compared to the previous beautiful yet deadly swordplay, the style of his staff techniques was entirely different.

“Boom, boom, boom!” Su Hao’s flowing black hair billowed as he swung the long staff, stirring up a howling gale; a wild aura spilled forth. The very air seemed to howl, as if a Demon Head was roaring! Countless birds and beasts in the forest were startled into fleeing in all directions.

Crack, crack, crack! The surrounding flowers, grass, and trees were mercilessly shattered by the frenzied shadows of the staff; anything that came within ten feet of him would be ground to pieces!

“Almost there!”Almost there!” Su Hao’s blood surged, like a furnace gradually heating up, and a flush appeared on his face. He could feel the qi and Strength Force within his body running wildly, the sensation reminiscent of his past experiences when he had refined his body and strengthened his capabilities!