45: Chapter 45 Late-Stage Martial Artist

The qi and blood bursting from Qin Yin and Qin Mo actually overwhelmed Constable Meng Yu's qi and blood.

The young bailiff behind Constable Meng Yu steadied himself, widened his eyes, and said in disbelief,

"First-Turn Late-Stage?"

The gazes of the remaining bailiffs towards Qin Yin and Qin Mo were as if they had seen a ghost.

Just like the young bailiff, the other bailiffs also realized that Qin Yin and Qin Mo in front of them were both First-Turn Late-Stage Martial Artists.

How could this be possible?

Qin Yin and Qin Mo only looked to be in their teens or twenties, yet they were already First-Turn Late-Stage Martial Artists?

What was most absurd was that these two young First-Turn Late-Stage Martial Artists were actually villagers of Qin Family Village?

In such a dilapidated little temple, how could there be two First-Turn Late-Stage Martial Artists?

What on earth is wrong with this world?

Inside the temple hall, the three streams of blood Qi collided and squeezed against each other, making the air thick and sticky.

Speaking of the bailiff who felt most like he had seen a ghost, it had to be Constable Meng Yu.

Years ago, it was he who had come to Qin Family Village to test the innate qi and blood of the children to see if they had the potential to become martial artists.

And the siblings Qin Yin and Qin Mo were among those children.

That is to say, when he tested them back then, both siblings Qin Yin and Qin Mo had insufficient innate qi and blood, so they should not have been able to become martial artists at all!

And what about now?

Not only did Qin Yin and Qin Mo both become martial artists, but they were also First-Turn Late-Stage Martial Artists just like him!

How could this not make Constable Meng Yu feel astonished?

Constable Meng Yu's hand holding his saber tightened slightly, and he felt his throat go a bit dry.

He took the lead in retracting his qi and blood; after all, he did not come to Qin Family Village to fight two First-Turn Late-Stage Martial Artists.

"It was I who came to Qin Family Village to test aptitudes years ago. I remember that both of you siblings had insufficient innate qi and blood back then and could not become martial artists."

Constable Meng Yu's gaze swept back and forth over Qin Yin and Qin Mo.

"How did you manage to become martial artists?"

"Who says that having insufficient innate qi and blood means one cannot become a martial artist?"

Qin Yin smiled faintly and asked in return.

Of course she would not tell Constable Meng Yu the reason why she was able to become a martial artist.

Constable Meng Yu was stunned.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say that this was the iron law of martial arts, a rule built upon the experience of countless martial artists over hundreds of years.

But suddenly he could not say it.

Because standing right in front of him were two living counterexamples.

The people he personally judged to have "no hope in this lifetime" were now First-Turn Late-Stage Martial Artists, and their blood qi was about to become even stronger than his.

Constable Meng Yu stepped past Qin Yin and looked towards her divine statue.

The wooden sculpture of the Temple of Lord Qinling was crude, without even a layer of gold paint applied.

It clearly looked no different from the clay and wooden statues in other desolate village wild temples.

Yet Constable Meng Yu clearly understood that the earth-shaking changes happening in Qin Family Village must be related to this divine statue.

Previously, he thought it was evil spirits playing tricks, but the changes taking place in Qin Family Village were developing in a good direction.

Could it be...

Is Lord Qinling truly a deity?

For the first time, Constable Meng Yu felt doubt and stood silently in place.

The temple hall was so quiet that one could hear the sound of incense ash falling.

The three bailiffs behind him looked at each other in dismay, not knowing what the chief bailiff was thinking and not daring to make a sound.

Constable Meng Yu slowly sheathed the saber he had drawn back into its scabbard.

He straightened the saber slung at his waist, letting it rest snugly against his side.

No matter what was enshrined in this temple, Qin Family Village had indeed changed, becoming better than any other coastal village he had ever seen.

Isn't this enough?

"Qin Yin, Qin Mo, Village Chief Qin, I was rash about what happened just now."

Constable Meng Yu cupped his hands and said.

Hearing this, Village Chief Qin Zongliang at the side breathed a sigh of relief.

As the village chief of Qin Family Village, he naturally devoutly believed in Lord Qinling.

But it was naturally best if they could avoid conflicting with the county's chief bailiff.

"I would like to burn a stick of incense for Lord Qinling to apologize."

Constable Meng Yu looked towards the divine statue of Lord Qinling.

Hearing this, Qin Mo retracted his released blood qi and turned his head to look at Qin Yin.

Qin Yin appraised Constable Meng Yu's expression, and seeing that he indeed no longer had his previous arrogance and was instead calm and earnest, she stepped aside.

"Lord Qinling will protect every pious believer."

Qin Yin said.

Constable Meng Yu walked up to the offering table, where a thick layer of incense ash had accumulated, and joss sticks were neatly piled up beside it.

He picked up three sticks, lit them with the candlelight, and wisps of blue smoke curled upwards.

Standing before the divine statue, he raised the incense to his eyebrows and lowered his head slightly.

Seeing Constable Meng Yu, this chief bailiff, offering incense, the other three bailiffs could be said to look at each other in dismay.

They didn't expect this matter to end in such a situation.

Seeing that Chief Constable Meng was already offering incense, the remaining three bailiffs also stepped forward to offer incense.

Inside the shrine, Qin Ling sat cross-legged, watching the interior of the temple.

Everything that had happened just now was under his eyes.

This chief bailiff and the other three bailiffs were nothing more than First-Turn Martial Artists of Qi and Blood Martial Arts.

To him now, such strength was truly unworthy of notice.

However, he was indeed quite interested in the matters of Guanhai County City.

As a county city, Guanhai County City must be where the powerful martial artists of this county were located.

He wondered how many turns of strength the strongest martial artist in the county city possessed~

Qin Ling's gaze fell on Constable Meng Yu.

This chief bailiff was a man from the county government office, sent by the chief clerk to inspect the coast; he should know quite a bit about matters in the county city.

But Qin Ling did not make any moves.

He just quietly watched Meng Yu insert those three joss sticks into the censer inside the shrine.

Then he watched the other three bailiffs also offering incense.

Qin Ling rubbed his chin; as expected, cultivating the siblings Qin Yin and Qin Mo was indeed the right choice.

Otherwise, even if First-Turn Martial Artists like these came to the temple to make trouble, it would be too much of a hassle if he had to handle it personally.

After slaying the Little Li Dragon, Qin Ling discovered that Qin Yin and Qin Mo had completely absorbed the qi and blood talisman within their bodies.

[qi and blood talisman]

[Effect: Upon entering the human body, it can stimulate the power of human qi and blood, thereby enhancing martial arts aptitude, increasing self-healing ability, improving martial arts practice efficacy, and other functions.]

[Remarks: This talisman can exist and nourish within the human body for a long time, with the specific duration related to the strength of the user's qi and blood.]

After all, the qi and blood talisman still had a time limit.

Seeing that the two had completely absorbed the qi and blood talisman, Qin Ling bestowed two more qi and blood talismans upon them.

It was precisely by relying on the nourishment of the new qi and blood talismans that Qin Yin and Qin Mo broke through the Mid-Turn and became First-Turn Late-Stage Martial Artists.

After finishing their incense offering, Constable Meng Yu led the other three bailiffs out of the temple.

Constable Meng Yu, who had walked out of the temple door, turned back to take a look.

Whether it was the scales on the offering table, the First-Turn Late-Stage Martial Artists Qin Yin and Qin Mo, or that divine statue of Lord Qinling.

All left too deep an impression in his mind.

This Qin Family Village had truly undergone massive changes!

He took a deep breath and strode towards the entrance of the village.

The three bailiffs behind him followed closely, their footsteps somewhat disordered.

When walking under the Old Locust Tree, that young bailiff couldn't help but look back once more.

Looking towards the Temple of Lord Qinling in the center of the village.

On this coastal patrol trip, only the events that occurred in Qin Family Village made him exclaim in satisfaction.

The deity of Qin Family Village...

Lord Qinling?