Start with the fisherman

Chapter 112: Hell has no door, but you still go in (more updates, please vote)
137 Forge Street.

As you walk into the shop, you can hear the sound of jingling and knocking.

"You came."

Yan Tianlang seemed to be waiting for Cao Ze on purpose and was not actually forging iron in the forge.

"Come with me."

Without much greeting, he brought Cao Ze to an independent forging room, where Cao Ze also saw the Meteoric Blade after it was summoned.

The Meteorite Knife is made of Meteorite Iron. The blade is originally black, and at this moment it looks like there is a layer of black mist around the blade. This layer of black mist seems to have a magical power that attracts people's hearts, making people look over involuntarily. Then, waves of screams, curses, and resentment emerge in Cao Ze's mind one after another.

But soon, a bright knife light flashed, as if the sun was passing through black fog, and Cao Ze's eyes became clear again.

Under the force of Ji Canghai's sword, these resentments were no match for him.

Yan Tianlang, who was standing by, had also been observing Cao Ze. He was relieved to see that he could recover from the impact of his resentment so quickly.

If Cao Ze can't even resist these resentments, then this Meteoric Blade is not suitable for him to control.

"You've also seen that the spirit summoning of the Falling Star Blade was quite successful, even beyond imagination. The spirit of the Falling Star Blade will directly attack the opponent's soul during the attack, which has a great weakening effect. If the enemy's mind is not strong, he may even become stunned during the battle."

Yan Tianlang then continued, "But this influence does not distinguish between friend and foe. The resentment on it will also have a huge negative impact on the knife holder, making it impossible for the user to concentrate on performing knife skills. If used by someone with a weak mind, the effect may even be worse than that of an ordinary sharp knife."

"It is even possible that the user's mind will be eroded under the influence of the years, so this summoning of spirits can only be considered half successful."

Cao Ze was overjoyed when he heard this, and couldn't wait to pick up the Falling Star Knife, "Brother Yan is indeed a master forger!"

The moment I grasped the hilt of the Meteoric Blade, a hissing sound that struck my soul rushed into my mind, and even a faint smell of blood wafted into my nose.

Cao Ze could feel the fierce aura of the Falling Star Knife.

With a thought, the power of the Strike Sea Blade was activated, and suddenly everything in front of him became clear again. Under the power of the sword, the resentment of the Falling Star Blade would not have any effect on him at all, but would weaken the enemy.

This is simply a weapon tailor-made for him!

Cao Ze was overjoyed.

"Go try the knife testing room?"

Yan Tianlang saw Cao Ze's joy. Being able to forge weapons that people liked was also a happy thing for him as a blacksmith.

Cao Ze shook his head, "No."

When he got the Falling Star Knife, Cao Ze already had a clearer understanding of its power. If he had had the Falling Star Knife in his hand a month ago, he would have been able to fight against Song Jizhong, a half-step master who had not yet comprehended the power, without being at a disadvantage!
"Thank you, Brother Yan!"

After sheathing the sword, the air in the forging room became hot again. Cao Ze clasped his fists and said to Yan Tianlang, "If Brother Yan has any trouble in the future, you can ask someone to tell me. I will do my best to help him if it is within my ability!"

This time, Yan Tianlang did not charge any payment for summoning the spirit, and since he was able to create a spiritual weapon for himself, he owed Yan Tianlang a favor.

Yan Tianlang shook his head. He didn’t think there was anything he needed Cao Ze’s help to solve.

At the same time, he also misunderstood Cao Ze's meaning and said, "Low-grade spiritual weapons are already my limit. If you want to continue to improve the quality of the Falling Star Blade, Brother Cao may have to find a more powerful forger, or ask for help from the Qi Refiners. It is said that they can refine magic weapons with better quality than spiritual weapons."

"Thank you, Brother Yan, for your advice!"

Cao Ze clasped his fists, turned around and left the forge shop.

There is no rush to continue upgrading the Meteoric Blade. Now that it has become a spiritual weapon, the Meteoric Blade should be enough for him to use for a long time.

……

The night is deep, the silver moon hangs high in the sky, and the stars twinkle, casting a lonely figure of a swordsman.

He held a long sword that was completely black and seemed to be wrapped in black fog. The blade was cold and flashed a breathtaking cold light. He closed his eyes and concentrated, feeling the whistling sea breeze, the ups and downs of the sea, and the majestic momentum hidden between heaven and earth.

When he slowly opened his eyes, there seemed to be a vast ocean in his eyes, deep and vast.

He took a deep breath and concentrated all his strength on the long sword in his hand.

Suddenly, he moved, like a tiger descending from the mountain, unstoppable. He swung his sword, and a sharp blade energy cut through the night sky, as if splitting the entire world in half.

This sword, with endless dominance and majesty, was like a giant dragon emerging from the sea, stirring up the wind and clouds.

The surrounding air seemed to be torn apart by this force, making a sharp whistling sound. At this moment, the waves seemed to be pulled by this force, surging wildly, forming huge walls of water, rushing towards the distance.

As the sword's power unfolded, the swordsman's figure and the sword seemed to merge into one, transforming into an indestructible blade that soared straight into the sky.

Each of his movements is full of power and beauty. Every time he swings his sword, it seems as if he is conversing with the heaven and earth and resonating with nature.

When the knife was slashed out, the whole world seemed to tremble. The knife energy cut through the night sky like lightning, and rushed forward with a deafening roar.

At this moment, the sea water was instantly split by this force, forming a bottomless crack. The sea water gushed out from the crack, forming water columns that rushed straight into the sky.

As the force of the knife subsided, the waves gradually subsided, but the shocking power took a long time to dissipate.

The swordsman stood on the beach, looking at the sea surface that was split by a sword, with a hint of satisfaction and pride in his eyes.

He knew that his Sword Power of Striking the Sea had successfully broken through to the realm of minor success. This sword not only cut through the sea water, but also cut through the shackles of his own state of mind, allowing him to see a wider world.

The surrounding sea breeze seemed to be shocked by the power of the sword, becoming gentle and soothing, as if paying tribute to the swordsman, and the long sword also made a slight buzzing sound under the stimulation of this power, as if telling of its own joy and pride.

At this moment, the swordsman, the sword, the sea breeze, and the sea water all seemed to merge into one, together performing the most magnificent sword moves in the world.

With a loud bang, Cao Ze’s eyes blurred and he exited the illusion, and he could see the courtyard clearly again.

After so many days of contemplation, Ji Cang Hai's sword power finally made another step forward and broke through to the minor success realm.

And this time, he did not rely on the panel to add points, but relied on his own talent and hard work to achieve a small breakthrough through comprehending the visualization map.

This might be just a small step in understanding the sword's power, but it is a big step forward in his martial arts journey!

He looked down at the Falling Star Knife in his hand. It was still trembling slightly, and the black mist lingering on it seemed to become more transparent. The resentment dissipated a lot, and the aggressiveness towards Cao Ze was further reduced. There was actually a sense of intimacy between the two.

He walked to the courtyard, opened his view of the sea, slowly swung out his long sword, felt the changes in the situation of heaven and earth when he used the skill of striking the sea, and constantly made subtle adjustments based on these changes.

Today, there are no restrictions on Ji Canghai's moves. Every move is Ji Canghai's, but just these simple chopping, cutting, poking, chopping... can cause bursts of creaking sounds in the small courtyard.

After practicing for more than half an hour, Cao Ze took a refreshing bath, returned to the eaves, took out the visualization map, and continued to comprehend.

Now, in Cao Ze's eyes, this visualization picture is just like a child's doodle, and there is no secret at all.

Another half hour passed, and it was already late at night. Su Xiaozhi walked out of the bedroom with a somewhat resentful look on her face. Her tight suspender dress revealed her white collarbone, which sparkled brightly in the moonlight.

"Husband, it's time to rest."

When Su Xiaozhi saw Cao Ze put away the visualization diagram, she walked forward coquettishly, put her arms around Cao Ze's neck from behind, and whispered in his ear with a sweet breath.

Feeling the touch on his back, Cao Ze's heart was slightly moved. He had this suit specially made by the owner of the clothing store based on his memory of watching some erotic action movies in his previous life.

The silk used is the finest silk, which is not only smooth but also extremely thin. It feels like direct contact with the flesh, but with an additional indescribable feeling. The touch is simply excellent, much better than the feeling of not wearing anything.

Su Xiaozhi loved it after wearing it once. It can be worn as pajamas or as a combat uniform.

Since it was pajamas, there would naturally be no use to restrain the little white rabbit inside. At this time, Su Xiaozhi's whole body was pressed against Cao Ze's back, and both bodies became hot in an instant.

But Cao Ze still called out the panel,

【Wu Fu:
Cultivation: Eleventh level of physical training

Fish Dragon Transformation (Bone Forging): Great Accomplishment (12137/20480)

Snow Blade: Perfection

Strike the Sea (Momentum): Minor Success (3/3200)

Wind Shadow Step: Perfection
Love Point: 5622】

Seeing the progress bar after defeating Canghai, Cao Ze was delighted.

Although I had already noticed it just now, I was still surprised when I confirmed it.

Originally, he thought that after the Ji Cang Hai sword power was improved to a small level, the visualization diagram would completely lose its effect. Unexpectedly, even looking at this child's graffiti could still improve the progress!
This is the power of the panel.

Although the progress of 3 points a day is a drop in the bucket, it is better than nothing. Without small steps, one cannot reach a thousand miles.

After confirming this, Cao Ze didn't think about it anymore, and turned around to embrace Su Xiaozhi...

Although they have been married for many years, he is still the same young man as before, without any change.

……

In Cape City, in the west, the slums were quiet in the night, so quiet that it seemed as if the whole world had fallen asleep.

The sound of hurried footsteps broke the silence.

The elite members of the Demon-Subduing Division were dressed in black robes, with long swords flashing coldly in their hands. They shuttled through the narrow alleys like ghosts, closely following the black shadow in front of them.

A powerful aura burst out when he raised his hands and feet, his breathing was long and deep, and his chest swelled with terrifying speed and strength. It was obvious that he had already begun to move from external training to internal training.

These people are all masters of the Organ Refining Realm!

Soon, the people from the Demon Subduing Division surrounded the black shadow in front from all sides.

puff!
Without any unnecessary nonsense, after realizing his situation, the man in black flashed like a ghost and chose a direction to crash into the crowd. The sound of the sharp blade piercing the flesh and blood splattering was heard.

These people were all elites in the Refining Organs Realm, yet one of them was killed after just one encounter.

The strength of this man in black is at least half a step to the Grandmaster!

But no one retreated, and the black-robed men rushed towards the black shadow one after another.

These people are not the Demon-Subduing Guards, but the elite troops brought by the Yuwen family from Donghai County. They are Yuwen Badao's greatest reliance in destroying the Dragon God Temple.

Ding!
Soon, a man dropped from the sky and blocked the black shadow. They clashed with swords and spears. The black shadow staggered back several steps before he could stand firm.

Only then could I see the appearance of the black shadow clearly. It was an old man who was about fifty or sixty years old. His rough face was full of vicissitudes of life. However, his condition was not very good at the moment. There was a large wet spot on his black clothes on his chest, and a strong smell of blood came to his nose. Obviously, it was not sweat, but blood.

"Zhao Chengxun, why don't you surrender?"

"How can you rats get your hands on the Yuwen family's things?"

Song Jizhong held the spear in his hand and shouted harshly.

Pooh!
The old man Zhao Chengxun spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Song Jizhong in front of him as if he was looking at a dog, not hiding the contempt in his heart.

"Things from the Yuwen family?"

"My Zhao family's treasure, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, when did it become your Yuwen family's property?"

There was a strong hatred in Zhao Chengxun's eyes, and there seemed to be mountains of corpses and seas of blood flashing in them, as if the Yuwen family was being slaughtered without leaving a single person behind.

"Obstinate!"

Song Jizhong said no more and walked forward with his gun in hand.

This guy was able to steal things from the Yuwen family in Donghai County and escape, so he must have some skills. He would definitely not be his opponent under normal circumstances, but he was seriously injured after being hit by Lord Yuwen Badao, so Song Jizhong was naturally confident that he could win.

For a moment, the alley was filled with flashes of swords and guns, and the sound of explosions was endless.

Although Zhao Chengxun was seriously injured, he was still able to suppress Song Jizhong steadily, and even found time to deal with the black-robed men who wanted to take advantage of him, leaving behind a pile of corpses and ruins.

But this is only temporary.

There were continuous sounds of breaking air in the distance. Zhao Chengxun had already sensed the changes in the situation of heaven and earth. Other members of the Yuwen family would be here soon.

"Don't stay here for long!"

Zhao Chengxun's mind moved, and he forced Song Jizhong back with a knife. Instead of retreating, he advanced, and while Song Jizhong was losing strength, he went around him from behind, and in the blink of an eye he was back in the slums.

Song Jizhong was secretly shocked and felt a chill on his neck.

If the other party had not been thinking about escaping just now and had hit him instead, he would have been seriously injured if not dead.

But he quickly gathered his thoughts, walked quickly into the darkness, and followed.

Zhao Chengxun was seriously injured. The longer he delayed, the more serious the other party's injuries would be. He only needed to follow him. When the time came, the credit for catching the murderer and recovering the lost property would all be his!
One chasing and the other fleeing, soon the two rushed out of the slums and were about to reach the west gate. For warriors of their strength, the city wall could not serve as any barrier at all.

Zhao Chengxun kept disappearing into the building complex, and when he appeared next time, he had changed direction. It was a mixture of reality and illusion, but Song Jizhong, who was chasing him, was not in a hurry, but pursued him slowly.

Both of them are half-step masters. Although Zhao Chengxun has comprehended the momentum and is much stronger than him, he is seriously injured at the moment, so it is not easy to get rid of him.

On the contrary, Zhao Chengxun's injuries became more and more serious as he ran away, and Song Jizhong could clearly feel that his speed was slowing down.

At this moment, Song Jizhong suddenly saw a familiar figure in the courtyard where Zhao Chengxun jumped into.

"It turned out to be him!"

Song Jizhong sneered and suddenly shouted, "Cao Ze, stop him!"

"If you want to blame someone, just blame your bad luck!"

(End of this chapter)