60: As strength improves, someone is going to cause trouble in Jiangcheng

The Night Watch Division's delivery service was very efficient.

Lu Ming had just placed his order, and about twenty minutes later, someone from the Logistics Department delivered a package.

As soon as the package was opened, a rich spiritual energy surged out.

Two Scarlet Flame Fruits floated in a specially made jade box, with tiny fire crow phantoms, formed from the flickering flames on their skins, circling inside the box, flapping their wings.

Next to them, a sandalwood box contained the four-star martial art, "Demon Subduing Nine Blades."

Logically speaking, for something so valuable, anyone would find it hard to resist.

However, the Night Watch Division rarely experienced situations where supplies were stolen by logistics personnel.

Firstly, it was because the confidentiality work was well done; the logistics personnel making deliveries were unaware of what was inside the package.

Secondly, well, dare you try to take it?

They'd scatter your ashes!

The Scarlet Flame Fruit melted instantly in the mouth, with a taste somewhat similar to a dragon fruit, carrying a slight sensation of heat.

About five or six seconds later, an astonishing medicinal power erupted like a volcanic eruption.

Lu Ming quickly circulated his breathing technique, and in less than fifteen minutes, he successfully opened the sixth minor circulation of both his Yin and Yang sides.

His own cultivation realm also reached the sixth level of Qi Actuation.

Indeed, you get what you pay for; there's a reason these spiritual medicines are expensive.

At this moment, all 480 acupuncture points in Lu Ming's two major circulations, Yin and Yang, were filled with golden spiritual liquid.

At first glance, his spiritual liquid storage seemed even greater than that of a fourth-realm transcendent.

However, that wasn't the case, because the fourth realm had already opened the Qi Sea, and its spiritual liquid storage was not on the same level as the third realm.

If the spiritual liquid stored in acupuncture points was a small stream, then the Qi Sea was a vast ocean.

This was also why fourth-realm transcendents could fly while third-realm ones could not.

Because flying required a massive amount of spiritual energy support.

And Lu Ming's current state was like a river between a small stream and a vast ocean.

However, his trump cards were powerful enough that even against an early fourth-realm transcendent, it would be a sure win.

As for facing a mid-fourth-realm transcendent, he might have to break a sweat.

Ultimately, his realm was still too low.

But there was nothing he could do; he had only been cultivating for less than a month, his foundation was too weak, incomparable to those old monsters who had cultivated for decades.

Since he couldn't catch up in realm in a short time, he could only rely on martial arts.

Lu Ming then took out the "Demon Subduing Nine Blades."

"System, I want to upgrade my mental power!"

As soon as he spoke, a system prompt popped up: [Detected that the host's current mental power is three-star, upgrading to four-star requires 100 points of Spark. Do you confirm the upgrade?]

"Confirm!" Lu Ming chose to confirm without hesitation.

The next second, an indescribable sensation of coolness spread from the depths of his mind, like parched land welcoming a sweet rain.

Lu Ming felt his consciousness being infinitely stretched, and his five senses became sharper than ever before.

The movement of dust in the air, the frequency of insects chirping outside the window, and even the sound of his own blood flowing in his veins were all clearly audible.

About fifteen minutes later, the cool sensation gradually receded.

The system prompt popped up again: [Congratulations, Host, mental power has successfully advanced to four-star. Current Spark balance: 20 points.]

Lu Ming slowly opened his eyes, a glint of sharpness flashing in them.

He could clearly feel that his perception had grown stronger; he could even hear what the three wives next door were discussing about which nail polish looked good.

The corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Then, he picked up the "Demon Subduing Nine Blades" again, and the characters on the pages seemed to come alive.

The force application techniques for each move and the spiritual energy circulation routes were clearly presented in his mind.

He subconsciously raised his hand and made a virtual slash, and the spiritual liquid in his body surged along the guidance of the light points, actually condensing into a half-inch long pale golden blade light at his fingertips.

When the ninth blade light appeared.

With a soft "hiss" sound in the room, the three-inch long pale golden blade light was like a violent bolt of lightning, subtly tearing through space.

"It seems these 100 Spark points were well spent," Lu Ming muttered to himself, a satisfied smile on his face.

He could feel the violent power contained in the Demon Subduing Nine Blades; even if his physical body reached the fourth realm, taking one strike would send him to meet his great-grandmother! What about those squishy mages who weren't body cultivators?

If he added the suppression of the Thunderclap Killing Burst, unleashing dozens of blade lights within three seconds and triggering the Execution mark, Lu Ming could practically walk sideways against anyone below the fifth realm.

The only limitation now was the reserve of spiritual energy.

It was just like playing games in the past.

This internal spiritual energy reserve was equivalent to a mana bar; before opening the Qi Sea, Lu Ming could at most stack the Demon Subduing Nine Blades three times.

This was on the premise that he possessed 720 acupuncture points.

If it were an ordinary third-realm transcendent, their spiritual energy would be drained before they could even stack nine blades.

This showed the terrifying power of a four-star martial art.

So, in the end, it was still the realm that determined endurance.

Lu Ming stood up and stretched his muscles and bones: "It seems I still need to find a way to get more spiritual medicine!"

To get more spiritual medicine, the best way now was to complete more missions for the Night Watch Division and earn more contribution points.

Just then, Lu Ming's phone suddenly rang; it was Zhao Qingge's call.

"Auntie, what's wrong?"

Lu Ming's use of "Auntie" was becoming increasingly natural; in the past, Zhao Qingge, that woman, would have teased him a bit.

But this morning, she seemed to have eaten gunpowder; her mood was extremely volatile.

"Lu Ming, get to Nanhua Mall immediately to support Wei Changfeng and the others. Remember, handle this beautifully for me!"

With that, she hung up the phone in a hurry, not even waiting for Lu Ming's reply.

This left Lu Ming completely bewildered.

"Nanhua Mall?"

Lu Ming paused, then dialed Chen Ziliang's number.

He didn't know what this kid was up to; it took a while for the call to connect.

"Brother Lu, what's up?" Chen Ziliang's voice was a bit noisy.

Lu Ming frowned and asked, "What happened at Nanhua Mall?"

"Brother Lu, you don't know?" Chen Ziliang was stunned, then cursed loudly: "Damn it, I don't know which son of a bitch said it, but there's an immortal's corpse at the bottom of the Jiangyin River."

"An immortal, Brother Lu, you understand, like that immortal who... you know."

"Damn it, that's an immortal! Which transcendent doesn't yearn for immortality? This has completely stirred up a hornet's nest. Countless sect prodigies and secret realm inheritors are swarming into Jiangcheng like crazy."

"Those people are all arrogant and stuck-up; no one bows to anyone, and they start fighting at the slightest disagreement, making Jiangcheng's public order a mess. Wei Changfeng and the others have been crazy busy these past two days."

After listening to Chen Ziliang, Lu Ming's brows furrowed into a knot: "So, those people are causing trouble at Nanhua Mall now?"

"Yes!" Chen Ziliang paused, then lowered his voice: "Those people suddenly got into an argument and even injured civilians. Wei Changfeng and the others went to handle it, but they were unfortunately injured and are being held there. They said they want... Director Zhao to personally go and retrieve them..."

Lu Ming's mouth twitched. No wonder Zhao Qingge was so furious.

No matter how weak Wei Changfeng and the others were, they represented the face of the Jiangcheng Night Watch Division.

This was practically trampling the face of the Jiangcheng Night Watch Division underfoot.

How much audacity did they have to act so presumptuously in Jiangcheng, their territory?

Lu Ming took a deep breath: "Come pick me up!"

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