154: Qin Shou's methods

Of course, what Zhang Biao didn't know was that for ordinary martial arts techniques, achieving such precise control of true qi was indeed as difficult as ascending to heaven, requiring extremely high cultivation.

But what Qin Shou cultivated was not an ordinary martial arts technique; Qin Shou's Yin-Yang Complementary Method was a supreme immortal technique left by ancient mighty figures, many levels higher than ordinary martial arts.

Moreover, strictly speaking, what Qin Shou had within him should be spiritual energy, not true qi, so the difficulty of achieving precise control was much easier than with true qi cultivated through internal arts.

Even so, Qin Shou still felt he hadn't done enough and decided to display another unique Skill in front of Zhang Biao. As Qin Shou's thoughts turned, the golden needle flew out of the tree trunk on its own and returned accurately to Qin Shou's palm.

When Zhang Biao saw Qin Shou display this method of manipulating objects, his heart became even more uncertain and astonished about Qin Shou's identity.

In this current era of declining magic, an ability like manipulating objects, even if one cultivates immortal techniques, should at least be a technique achievable by a Earth Rank master. However, Qin Shou's golden needle was an ancient magical artifact, extremely powerful, many times stronger than the magical artifacts of this era. Therefore, even a Half-step Profound Rank like Qin Shou could easily do it.

For a moment, Zhang Biao's fear of Qin Shou soared to its peak. He felt that this young man in front of him, who looked ordinary, had a steady and meticulous mind, ruthless and decisive methods, and an endless array of tricks, not at all inferior to his boss, Black Liu, and perhaps even surpassed him.

Zhang Biao had some knowledge and had heard that supreme masters of both Buddhist and Daoist schools could also achieve such remote object manipulation. For a moment, Zhang Biao felt that Qin Shou, in front of him, was most likely a disciple from a hidden sect of either Buddhism or Daoism, who had come to this mundane world to temper his heart.

If before, Zhang Biao still had some thoughts of resistance, planning in his heart to find a way to deal with Qin Shou after entering the manor, now, he had completely abandoned such thoughts. He even felt a bit of lingering fear about his audacious idea just now.

Looking at Zhang Biao's horrified expression, Qin Shou smiled faintly, very satisfied with the effect achieved by his display of power.

Qin Shou was confident that Zhang Biao would absolutely not dare to play any more tricks now, so he simply carried Zhang Biao on his back and swaggered towards the main gate of Black Liu's manor.

"Who goes there?"

As soon as Qin Shou approached Black Liu's manor, he was stopped by seven or eight burly men in black suits guarding the entrance.

Qin Shou even saw that the leader's hand was already in his clothes pocket, and Qin Shou guessed he was ready to draw a gun at any moment.

Qin Shou couldn't help but be horrified, sighing inwardly, 'Good heavens, a mere local underground boss in the City actually has such great power, not only owning a private manor, but even the security guards at the gate are armed.'

Seeing such a scene, Qin Shou couldn't help but feel a bit of regret, feeling that he had been blinded by anger, and had rashly rushed to Black Liu's lair alone without any preparation.

He had first engaged in a bloody battle with Geng Long and Gu Ling, then rushed all the way, expending spiritual energy to save Guo Gang and others. At this moment, his internal power was only about 70% remaining. Even against Black Liu alone, Qin Shou wasn't entirely confident, let alone dealing with so many people at once, and the most crucial thing was that these people had guns.

"Damn it, Tie Wei, are you blind? Can't you see it's me?"

Qin Shou was hesitating whether to act, directly kill these people in front of him, or go back first and plan carefully, when Zhang Biao suddenly spoke, angrily cursing at the burly man named Tie Wei in front of him, which surprised Qin Shou a bit.

"Brother Biao! How did you end up like this?"

Tie Wei looked closely and only then realized that the person Qin Shou was carrying on his back was Boss Liu's capable subordinate, Zhang Biao, the second-in-command of the White Sand Gang.

However, Tie Wei also had some discernment. He could tell at a glance that Zhang Biao's face was pale, and his limbs looked weak and powerless, probably having suffered serious injuries.

Zhang Biao immediately put on a dejected expression and concocted an excuse, explaining, "I ran into some trouble while doing business for Brother Hei and got a bit injured. Luckily, I was fortunate enough to meet my senior martial Brother Qin, my fellow disciple from back then, otherwise I might have been doomed today."

As he spoke, Zhang Biao glanced at Qin Shou, who was carrying him.

Hearing this, Tie Wei looked at Qin Shou with some suspicion.

Qin Shou nodded slightly, secretly activating the Skill, and said indifferently, "Indeed, I am Junior Brother Biao's senior martial brother. Today, I happened to stumble upon Junior Brother Biao fighting someone, so I stepped in to help and rescued Junior Brother Biao from that person's hands."

"So that's how it is. But Brother Biao, why are you bringing your senior martial brother here so late? What's the matter?"

It must be said that Tie Wei was indeed Black Liu's trusted subordinate, meticulous in his work. Although he had largely believed Qin Shou's words after being affected by Qin Shou's Skill, he still did not let them pass casually.

"Are you a damn idiot? I'm rushing over so urgently, of course, I have something to report! Hurry up and let me in! If you delay things and Brother Liu blames you, can you bear the consequences?"

Zhang Biao was already a bit impatient and immediately started cursing angrily.

"Brother Biao, I'm really sorry, we're just following procedure. Brother Biao, please come in."

As soon as Tie Wei heard Zhang Biao use Black Liu's name to exert pressure, his attitude immediately softened. He no longer dared to say anything more and immediately cleared the way.

Qin Shou carried Zhang Biao into Black Liu's manor. After only a few steps, Zhang Biao leaned into Qin Shou's ear and whispered, "Brother Qin, everyone who comes here to see Brother Liu has to wait in the living room of the house on the right. This is the rule. I'll show you the way."

"Hmm, alright."

Qin Shou nodded with satisfaction, thinking that Zhang Biao was quite sensible. If he was obedient enough, Qin Shou might consider taking him under his wing.

Little did Qin Shou know, Zhang Biao simply dared not be anything but sensible! The methods Qin Shou displayed were simply too heaven-defying. Zhang Biao's mind was now entirely focused on trying to please Qin Shou, hoping that Qin Shou might be merciful and spare his life.

Black Liu's manor was enormous and extremely well-protected. There were surveillance cameras everywhere, and guards were positioned every few steps, constantly patrolling the perimeter.

It could be said that the entire manor was so well-protected that not even a fly could get in. If Qin Shou hadn't been carrying Zhang Biao, the second-in-command of the White Sand Gang, it probably wouldn't have been so easy to sneak in.

Under Zhang Biao's guidance, Qin Shou quickly arrived at Black Liu's designated reception area.

Qin Shou casually found a sofa and sat down, then began to cross his legs and meditate, closing his eyes to rest, intending to fully restore his cultivation before Black Liu returned.