54: Earth God Embryo

For the next half an hour, the entire White Tiger Hall echoed with the sound of hammering.

The onlookers from the gang gathered at the entrance of the Martial Arts Training Hall, watching Chen Heng and Qi Longhu spar.

"That's not right, the sound of the Hall Master's fist hitting Vice Envoy Chen's body doesn't sound right?"

A gang member scratched his head, looking puzzled at the two intensely fighting in the Martial Arts Training Hall.

"Why does the sound I hear resemble that of a blacksmith's shop?"

"Why does it feel like the Hall Master's punches landing on Vice Envoy Chen are neither painful nor itchy?"

"Yeah, it feels like the Hall Master's fists are swollen?"

Just as the gang members were discussing, Chen Heng delivered a supporting hammer strike, imbued with Dragon Tiger Strength, to Qi Longhu's chest.

With a muffled thud, Qi Longhu was sent flying backward.

"Let's go, let's go, stop watching the show, we'll get caught in the crossfire."

Seeing this, the gang members quickly fled; even their sparring was terrifying.

A few seconds later, Qi Longhu crawled out from the wall's ruins.

"Is your body made of iron, kid?" Looking at his hands, swollen like pig trotters, Qi Longhu began to doubt his life.

"My hands, ah, it'll take at least three days to heal!"

"It feels even harder than Old Wang Ba's turtle shell?"

"You flatter me." Chen Heng cupped his fists and patted off non-existent dust from his body.

After this sparring session, Chen Heng was basically certain of one thing.

That is, ordinary martial artists, and even demons, would not be able to break through his Indestructible Vajra Divine Art.

It was impossible to even leave a mark on his skin.

"Don't flatter me, I'm probably not your opponent." Qi Longhu shook his head, plucking a wood splinter from his hair.

"Just you wait, I'll come find you for another round after I achieve Acquired Breakthrough in a few days."

"I await your challenge." Chen Heng casually found a spot and sat down; he had some questions to ask Qi Longhu.

"Big Brother Qi, I feel like I'm about to grasp my own Martial Dao."

"Oh?" Qi Longhu's eyes lit up; this was good news.

"But I always feel that my Martial Dao is quite different from the three Dao you mentioned."

Chen Heng was a bit troubled; could he have gone astray in his cultivation?

"Isn't this a good thing?" Qi Longhu countered.

"To forge a unique Martial Dao of your own, that is a magnificent feat worthy of founding a sect."

"However, I still believe that your Martial Dao is simply not mature yet; once it matures, you will see the true 'Dao'."

"I'll take that as a good omen." Chen Heng nodded, noncommittally.

"Alright, I've had my fill today. You go ahead and take care of your own business."

Qi Longhu patted Chen Heng's shoulder, not saying much more.

Things like the Martial Dao depend entirely on one's own comprehension; others cannot help much.

Not long after Qi Longhu left, Yagyu Han rushed in, bustling.

"Big Brother!" Yagyu Han cupped his fists in greeting.

"What's wrong, something else happened?" Chen Heng raised an eyebrow; why couldn't he have a peaceful day?

"No, the arrangements at the mine have been completed."

Yagyu Han began to report to Chen Heng on the aftermath arrangements at the mine.

Out of seventy-two miners, thirty had died due to continuous labor without rest.

The remaining forty-two miners were also half-dead, but at least their lives were saved.

Qiu Hao was the luckiest; his body was unharmed, and he had already started helping with the aftermath.

Yagyu Han was currently recruiting new miners, and the mine would reopen within a week.

"Well done; the rest of the matters are entrusted to you." Chen Heng couldn't be bothered with these trivialities; he just needed to sit back and collect money.

Yagyu Han and the others could handle minor demons and monsters themselves; if they couldn't, they would naturally come to him.

"Big Brother, Goulan Street has basically resumed normal operations. You should make some time to show your face there."

"I understand, I'll go take a look tonight." Chen Heng agreed to this matter.

It was also a good opportunity; he hadn't relaxed since coming to this world for so long, so it was a good chance to stretch his muscles.

Don't get the wrong idea; Chen Heng just wanted to get a massage, a back rub, and perhaps a few drinks.

He wasn't going to Goulan Street to listen to music.

But before going to Goulan Street to listen to music, he still had to finish today's practice.

Although Chen Heng had Optimization by his side, daily practice was still essential.

The path of martial arts is like sailing against the current; one either advances or retreats.

Not to mention, practicing Eight Extremes Fist could increase Qi and blood.

Moreover, the Martial Arts Training Hall of the White Tiger Hall had an excellent environment, with all eighteen types of weapons readily available.

There was also Qi Longhu's exclusive refined steel wooden dummy, a luxury Chen Heng didn't have at home.

"I should set up a Martial Arts Training Hall at home if I get the chance."

Chen Heng thought to himself as he began to brutalize the poor refined steel wooden dummy... In a small alley off Goulan Street, a large number of refugees who had fled from various places gathered.

Some were due to natural disasters, others due to war.

In any case, they were all homeless, pitiable people.

The Five Spirits Gang, taking pity on them, specifically arranged for them to stay in this alley below Goulan Street.

Although the environment was not great, they at least had a place to live.

In a corner of the alley, two men in tattered robes were observing their surroundings.

"This is the place Hook Dragon Sword spoke of." Qian Zhizhong's small eyes continuously scanned the busy refugees around him.

"If we refine an Earth God here using living souls, no one will surely discover us."

Qian Zhicheng pulled out a pulsating white lump of flesh from his Huai, his face filled with fanaticism.

"I never imagined that the High Priest would entrust such an incredibly glorious task to us two brothers."

"We must complete this matter well and never disappoint the High Priest's expectations."

"Aren't you talking nonsense? This task isn't difficult at all." Qian Zhizhong looked at the lump of flesh in Qian Zhicheng's hand and swallowed.

"Wipe the drool from your mouth." Qian Zhicheng looked at Qian Zhizhong with some disgust.

"This is an Earth God fetus; you cannot achieve Fusion without the High Priest's blessing."

"Besides, we two have already undergone Fusion with an Earth God fetus once; we are still far from achieving Fusion with a second one."

"Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense, let's get started." Qian Zhizhong wiped his drool and said impatiently.

Seeing Qian Zhizhong put away his greed, Qian Zhicheng immediately dug a small pit in the corner and buried the white lump of flesh in his hand.

After burying it, Qian Zhicheng cut his wrist with a small knife, and blood flowed out.

He chanted indistinct sacrificial words while using his blood to draw a strange Formation.

Beneath the soil, the Earth God fetus began to take root and sprout, deeply embedding itself into the ground.

"The god fetus needs two days and two nights to develop; we must not cause trouble during this period."

"Once the god fetus matures, we can begin to harvest living souls."