27: Chapter 27 Becoming a Martial Artist

Qin Yin and Qin Mo were pulled into a dream at the same time.

Seeing the hazy mist, Qin Yin knew that she had been summoned into the dream by Lord Qinling, and she was very calm.

On the contrary, Qin Mo, who was being pulled into a dream for the first time, was full of curiosity and confirmed with Qin Yin.

"Sister, is this what you described as Lord Qinling summoning people in dreams? I've come in too~"

As soon as Qin Mo's voice fell, a figure emitting a golden glow appeared amidst the churning mist.

"Lord Qinling."

Upon seeing this figure, Qin Yin immediately knelt down.

Qin Mo immediately knelt down as well.

"Creatures are coming ashore at the village entrance, a multitude of Cone Snails, some of which have already initially transformed into monsters with Tier 1 Initial strength. You two may go and stop them."

The golden phantom stated matter-of-factly.

After saying that, he flicked Qin Yin and Qin Mo out of the dream.

Qin Yin abruptly opened her eyes and grabbed the long saber at the head of her bed.

Ever since she became a martial artist with the help of Lord Qinling and began practicing the 《Snow-Clearing Saber Technique》, this saber had accompanied her everywhere.

Qin Mo in the next room woke up with a start at almost the exact same moment.

He got up and picked up a long spear from the corner of the wall.

To call it a long spear was actually just a slightly modified fishing spear.

During this period, he had practiced the 《Wind-Thunder Spear Technique》 quite a bit.

"Sister! The Divine Lord bestowed a dream upon me!"

Qin Mo jumped out of bed and said excitedly.

"He said monsters are coming ashore and told me to go with you to stop them!"

Qin Yin didn't waste words and only let out a low shout.

"Let's go!"

The two of them rushed into the curtain of rain, their vital blood surging all over.

If Hu Ba and Hu Gu had been able to witness this scene back then, they would undoubtedly have been extremely surprised.

Because only after such a short time, the vital blood of this pair of siblings was already even more vigorous than theirs!

...

By the sea of Qin Family Village.

An old man waking up at night to relieve himself was carrying a dim yellow lantern, about to go to the outhouse behind the house.

He inadvertently raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the eastern sea.

Vaguely, he saw something wriggling.

The curtain of rain blurred his vision; he narrowed his eyes and raised the lantern to make out what it was.

Then he saw it.

Those things had eyes too.

And those protruding, ghastly white eyes were staring straight at him in unison!

"Mon... Monsters!"

A shrill cry tore through the rainy night.

The old man's shout woke up the other villagers.

Lights gradually lit up in every household in the village. The screams of women, the cries of children, and the sounds of men grabbing weapons rose and fell one after another.

A few bold young men rushed to the door holding fishing spears, only to come face to face with a group of Cone Snails that had already crawled to the base of the courtyard wall.

Those sickle-like tentacles were raised high in the rain, looking rather terrifying.

"Good grief, when have we ever seen such huge Cone Snails!"

"Something's wrong! Don't act rashly!"

"Block the door! Quickly block the door!"

Amidst the chaos, a child's cry came from the half-open crack of the door.

A woman inside the house was raising a wooden club, blocking the front of the door.

At this moment, a Cone Snail had already crawled onto the threshold, its sickle-like tentacle reaching into the door crack and hovering right in front of the terrified woman's face.

"Whoosh——!"

A fierce sound of breaking wind rang out!

Enveloped in fine rain, the long saber accurately slashed at the joint of that tentacle.

The tentacle snapped in response, spraying a stream of sticky black liquid from the cut end. Feeling the pain, the Cone Snail shrank its entire body backward.

Qin Yin's figure stepped out from the rain, holding her long saber horizontally as rainwater dripped down the blade.

Behind her, Qin Mo gripped his long spear tightly with both hands, his eyes locked onto the massive Cone Snails littering the ground.

"Sister! There are so many!"

"Afraid?"

Qin Yin didn't even look back.

"Not afraid!"

Qin Mo roared out, his voice still carrying a bit of the hoarseness of a boy going through puberty, but imbued with a reckless fierceness.

"Lord Qinling is watching!"

He was the first to charge out.

The power of vital blood surged, and the long spear in his hand viciously thrust against the shell of a Cone Snail.

Struck by the spear, the hard shell fractured with cracks spreading everywhere.

Qin Mo was stunned for a moment.

Although he had been practicing martial arts manuals with his sister Qin Yin all this time, according to the manuals, they had already entered the realm of Tier 1 Intermediate.

Yet because he had never truly faced enemies in combat, he still hadn't expected his spear strike to have such power.

"What are you dazing for?!"

Qin Yin let out a cold shout, turning her blade with a backhand strike to pierce another Cone Snail attempting a sneak attack right through its eyes.

Her vital blood was now condensed and refined, and she had also reached the realm of Tier 1 Intermediate.

The strength of her bones and muscles, as well as the speed of her movements, were completely incomparable to the past.

In her hands, the long saber was like an extension of her body, and every strike precisely cleaved the most vulnerable parts of the Cone Snails.

The eyeballs, the bases of the tentacles, and the gaps where the shell met the soft flesh.

Let alone these abnormally sized Cone Snails, even minor demons at Tier 1 Initial that had already transformed weren't her match.

Following Qin Yin, the two siblings continually slaughtered the Cone Snails entering the village along the alleys.

The villagers hiding behind their doors and windows at home witnessed all of this.

They saw Qin Mo piercing straight through the shell of a Cone Snail with a single spear strike, black liquid splashing everywhere.

They saw Qin Yin wielding her long saber, continuously severing those flailing sickle-like tentacles.

"Is that Qin Mo?"

One villager couldn't believe his eyes.

"Since when did Qin Mo know how to use a spear?"

Another villager looked at the long spear in Qin Mo's hand.

"Have you forgotten that a while ago Qin Yin and Qin Mo were always practicing martial arts in the courtyard in front of the shrine?"

"Back then I even asked, and they said it was martial arts taught by Lord Qinling!"

"And look, these Cone Snails have already turned into monsters, yet they were still killed by Qin Yin and Qin Mo. Could it be they've already become martial artists?"

The two words "martial artist" could be said to stir up a thousand ripples.

Even in a remote fishing village like Qin Family Village, people had heard the name of martial artists like thunder rumbling.

You must know that almost every few years, bailiffs from the county would come to inspect the various villages below, testing the vital blood of children to see if they could become martial artists.

Once selected for having aptitude, that child could head to the county seat to become a martial artist.

And becoming a martial artist meant too many things.

Even the lowest-grade Tier 1 martial artist could find a decent job in any county seat in the State of Qian.

"Lord Qinling not only blesses our Qin Family Village, but also passed down martial arts to the sibling pair Qin Yin and Qin Mo!"

"The siblings Qin Yin and Qin Mo were already favored by Lord Qinling before, and now they've even become martial artists?!"

"If I had known, I would have moved to live right by the temple door and gone to kowtow to Lord Qinling at the earliest time every day!"

Various emotions intertwined on the villagers' faces, filled with both yearning and envy.

Who wouldn't want to be favored by Lord Qinling and become a martial artist?

Becoming a martial artist meant power.

It meant the power to protect family and fight against evil spirits and monsters!

In this world, what could possibly be more important than this?

Zhou Ping had also woken up long ago. He and the refugees had been arranged by the village chief to stay in an empty house.

At this moment, he leaned against the doorframe, blankly gazing at Qin Yin and Qin Mo in the rain.

Rainwater washed over him so that he couldn't keep his eyes open, yet he still forced them open, watching the siblings Qin Yin and Qin Mo slaughter the Cone Snails in the rain.

These two people were definitely martial artists!

What on earth had happened to this Qin Family Village?

How could it be so different from before?

Could it be that all these changes were related to Lord Qinling?!