"Mr. Su, goodbye!"
The next day after class, a group of young children bowed farewell to Su Que.
Su Que smiled and waved goodbye, then followed them out of the school.
He first went home to practice the Seven Injuries Fist, ate dinner, then took a bundle and left the city, heading towards Ancient Cliff Mountain.
Ancient Cliff Mountain was where he hid the White Lotus Sect disciple.
For the past month, at this time, he would buy some food outside and bring it to the White Lotus Sect disciple.
But today, he didn't bring anything.
When he reached the cave and the White Lotus Sect disciple heard the noise, his body moved slightly.
He knew Su Que had brought food again.
He thought that after more than a month, Su Que probably had learned the Seven Injuries Fist.
He wished that later when Su Que removed the sweat cloth from his mouth to feed him, he could ask when Su Que would let him go.
Unexpectedly, Su Que came to him and didn't pull off the sweat cloth as he had imagined.
Instead, he took out a dagger from the bundle.
The dagger was pulled out.
The cold light faintly shone in the dark cave.
The White Lotus Sect disciple instantly knew what Su Que was preparing to do, and his body shuddered, eyes widened, and he made muffled sounds with his mouth.
Then.
Su Que forcefully stabbed into his chest.
The dagger went straight into the heart.
Because of cultivating the Seven Injuries Fist, Su Que's power had increased.
If it were before, he might not have been able to stab the dagger into someone's chest so smoothly.
Before the blood spurted out, Su Que dodged to the side to avoid getting his clothes stained with blood.
The White Lotus Sect disciple trembled a few times before his life ended.
The cave only echoed with the sound of blood spurting from the wound.
After the sound ceased, Su Que pulled out the dagger.
In the past month of interacting with this disciple.
Although he always wore a mask, this disciple must have become familiar with his voice and his body outline.
If they were to meet again in the future, this disciple would certainly recognize him.
Therefore, he naturally wouldn't let this disciple go.
Su Que removed the sweat cloth from the White Lotus Sect disciple's mouth.
Used it to wipe away the bloodstains on the dagger, then sheathed the dagger.
This was a low-ranking disciple of the White Lotus Sect, even if he disappeared, the people from the White Lotus Sect would only think he was killed by Cao Gang and wouldn't look for him.
Su Que spared himself the trouble of destroying the corpse and simply moved the body out of the cave, buried it, and left.
...
After this.
Su Que's days were simple and peaceful.
He would wake up in the morning, cultivate the Seven Injuries Fist, then go to school to enlighten a group of five- or six-year-old children.
In the afternoon, he would come back to cultivate the Seven Injuries Fist again.
After dinner, he'd cultivate the Seven Injuries Fist once more.
He went to sleep every day filled with comfort and stability.
Slept soundly for four hours until dawn, and then it was a new day again.
Life was very regular, days repeated in cycles.
In the blink of an eye, a month passed.
One morning, Su Que left his home and went to a grove outside the city.
Because his Seven Injuries Fist progressed rapidly, the sound and ferocity of his punches were increasingly intense.
If he practiced at home, even if his sister Su Jing didn't know martial arts, she could see that he wasn't practicing Health Boxing.
It was already late autumn.
The autumn wind was bleak, and the ground was covered with red leaves.
From time to time, dry leaves fell from the trees.
He sank his waist and sat into a horse stance, separating his feet.
The fallen leaves on the ground instantly rose.
Then, his steps moved steadily on the ground.
His fists followed his steps, swinging out punch after punch.
The whip-like sound of fists echoed again.
And when his fist struck the air, it also made a crackling sound.
Suddenly, a dry leaf fell, drifting past in front of him.
He aimed at the fallen leaf and struck with a punch!
The fallen leaf was driven by the Fist Force, instantly shattered into powder.
His Seven Injuries Fist's seven methods unleash various powerful, soft, hard within soft, soft within hard, etc., seven different forces with one punch.
If practiced to a high level, a punch landed on a person would cause severe internal injury.
The dry leaf was fragile by nature, and upon contact with his Fist Force, naturally shattered into powder.
Next moment.
Su Que slipped his foot and his body moved towards a large tree.
Thereupon, he drove his Fist Force, and suddenly blasted on the trunk!
A "bang" sound rang out, and the trunk was immediately blasted with a large pit.
The dry leaves on the branches rustled down.
With a thought, Su Que summoned his Attributes.
Name: Su Que (17 years old)
Life Span: 25
Talent Value: 3
Martial Arts: Seven Injuries Fist (1st Realm Initial Insight 99%), Five Animals Qigong (1st Realm Initial Insight 1%)
The reversal of the side effects of the cultivation of the Seven Injuries Fist had extended his lifespan.
Because when his remaining lifespan was 20, his Talent Value increased by 1 point, becoming 2 points.
And when his remaining lifespan increased to 25, Talent Value simultaneously increased by 1 point, becoming 3 points.
He thus guessed that starting from 15 years of remaining life, each time it reached 20, 25, 30... milestones, Talent Value increased by 1 point.
After more than a month of cultivation, his Seven Injuries Fist was about to break through to the next realm.
Looking at his gradually increasing lifespan and the increased Talent Value, Su Que couldn't help but feel exhilarated inside.
"Let's strive to break through the Seven Injuries Fist this morning!"
Su Que waved his fists and kept practicing!
The sound of tiger-like punches and crackling Qi Force echoed incessantly in the woods.
Suddenly, he felt a warm sensation in his Five Viscera and Six Bowels, a force seemingly wanting to surge from within his body.
"Breaking through!"
Su Que's fist waving didn't stop.
Immediately after.
Boom!
Su Que seemed to hear a booming sound within his body.
His Five Viscera and Six Bowels vibrated simultaneously.
"Broken through..."
Su Que slowly retracted his Fist Force, then summoned Attributes again.
Name: Su Que (17 years old)
Life Span: 35
Talent Value: 5
Martial Arts: Seven Injuries Fist (2nd Realm Minor Achievement 1%), Five Animals Qigong (1st Realm Initial Insight 1%)
Due to this breakthrough, his lifespan increased by ten years.
Remaining lifespan went through the 30 and 35 years milestones, and Talent Value increased by two points.
A Talent Value of five means his future cultivation speed will be five times that of the beginning.
Su Que wanted to test how strong his fist force was after the breakthrough.
So he leapt by a tree and then struck out with a punch!
Crack!
The tree was instantly snapped and fell backward, crashing to the ground, stirring up a sky of dust.
"Just at 1st Realm Initial Insight, when I punched, I could only create a pit on the trunk."
"Now reaching 2nd Realm, I can knock down a whole tree."
"Such Fist Power should be enough to handle average thugs and bandits."
Su Que secretly gauged his strength.
But in this world, Martial Artists are not so simple.
Then, Su Que punched into the air.
The Qi Force crackling was louder.
Su Que remembered that night when the White Lotus Sect leader struck, the fist force stirred ripples in the air.
His current Fist Power is still inferior to that person.
Moreover, based on the conversation he overheard from those two Cao Gang members that night.
He learned that the White Lotus Sect and Cao Gang meeting that night did not involve real experts.
So if the White Lotus Sect were to earnestly preach and recruit in Jade Water City, his current strength is still insufficient to ensure stability.