75 New Form! The Murderer!
Thunderbolt Dojo.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the backyard of the dojo was somber. The head of the dojo, Bai Bashan, was sitting on an armchair and sipping his tea casually.
In front of him, Bai Yusheng, the young dojo master that was mentioned by outsiders, was looking at his father with eyes full of resentment.
“I don’t understand. Between Reihom and me, who is your real son?!
“Seven years! It’s been seven years! From the moment Reihom joined the dojo, you’ve been putting all your attention on him.
“You’ve given him the best resources and the best teaching in the dojo. Am I worse than him?! If you give me the resources you invested in him, I might not lose to him!”
Bai Yusheng’s face was twisted. “Now that you’ve privately exchanged so many benefits, the first place is still him… If Uncle Ni didn’t tell me, I’d still naively think that it would be a fair competition.”
He was so angry that her voice was trembling. Then, he started to laugh bitterly.
The middle-aged man who was called Uncle Ni lowered his head, not daring to look at Bai Bashan’s face.
“Whether this beast’s name is fixed or not, it’s mine. There’s no difference.”
From the side, Reihom spoke up, “If Junior Apprentice Brother is delaying my training merely because of such a boring matter, then I’ll just give you this internally-decided quota. However, at the grand martial competition, I will beat you down and regain first place.”
Reihom’s upper body was bare, and his body was still covered in sweat. The way he looked at Bai Yusheng was as cold as Bai Bashan’s.
With that, he turned around and left.
After hearing his son’s words, Bai Bashan said coldly, “This is the only difference between you and Reihom. You don’t have the perseverance and invincibility of an expert. As for talent, you’re even worse than him. I’m worried about leaving the dojo in your hands!”
“Hehe…” Bai Yusheng laughed coldly as he roared at Reihom’s back. “I don’t need your charity! I’ll use my own abilities to pull you down from the top position!
“The river flows thirty years to the east, and thirty years to the west! At the grand martial competition half a year from now, I will definitely make you look at me in a new light!”
Bai Yusheng then flicked his sleeves and left the dojo’s backyard in a huff.
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Another ten days passed.
People kept dying in the mine. Apprentices, disciples… First refinement, second refinement… Around a dozen had died.
To be precise, they had disappeared. It was as if they had evaporated from the world, and nothing could be found, causing the people in the Changshan Dojo to be in a state of panic.
Even when Sun Yuanshan was sick, he went to the mine to inspect it with his eldest brother, Rong Li, Qin Huai, Fang Han, and other personal disciples.
Qin Huai took the blood ghost plate and swept it again, but he still found nothing.
Hu Guanpan’s specific data was that it would take twenty people to be effective. When Sun Yuanshan heard this, he almost smashed the blood ghost plate.
Qin Huai still firmly believed that someone in the dojo had fallen into the Sacred Heart sect.
The Sacred Heart sect’s disciples ate people in order to improve the cultivation progress of the blood heart technique. In other words, it was to increase his combat strength.
It was also possible that the person had fallen into the Sacred Heart sect because he was eager to improve his combat strength.
He could crush a second refinement. It was the first time he had eaten a human. The urgent pursuit of improving his combat strength was of great benefit…
For the ranking of the grand martial competition?
Qin Huai suddenly had a flash of inspiration, but his brows immediately furrowed again. Cultivating the blood heart technique would only bring about a limited increase in combat power.
Those who were qualified to participate in the grand martial competition were at least at the third refinement realm. It was impossible for them to become fourth refinement martial artists by cultivating the blood heart technique in a short period of time. They could only improve their qi and blood by a little.
However, he had taken such a risk just to increase his vitality by a little. It was not worth it… unless there were other benefits that he didn’t know about.
Qin Huai’s train of thought was cut off again.
‘No matter what, this matter is most likely related to the Sacred Heart sect.’
‘I’m at a loss and clueless now because I don’t know much about the Sacred Heart sect. I believe that as long as I collect enough information about that sect, everything will be revealed.’
As Qin Huai thought about this, he sent another letter to Hu Guanpan.
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In the next two days, most of the people were mining at the edge of the mine. This way, no one would die.
However, the legend of the man-eating ghost was like a dark cloud in everyone’s heart.
These days, Qin Huai has been paying extra attention to collecting experience. He wanted to see if there were any blood heart technique experience balls that could help him find the murderer.
But unfortunately, he found nothing. The only thing that could be considered an unforeseen event was that the experience provided by Li Bowu had suddenly increased by a hundred points.
Of course, this wasn’t because Li Bowu and Qin Huai had suddenly become extremely close. It was because Li Bowu seemed to have broken through the fourth refinement realm.
However, this person did not make a big deal out of it and had been keeping a low profile. Qin Huai guessed that Li Bowu wanted to play the pig to eat the tiger and shock everyone at the grand martial competition with his amazing skills.
Qin Huai, who had no clue at the moment, could only ask City Lord Hu Guanpan to look for clues again.
The latter was also quite attentive. After all, the danger of the Sacred Heart cult was no less than the wave of fiends and demons.
“Grandmaster Qin, I’ve already sent a letter to Lingjiang county. I’ve sent someone to the warehouse at Lingjiang to copy some secret dossiers about the Sacred Heart sect. They’ll be back in a few days, and by then, I might be able to provide you with some clues.”
Qin Huai read the letter from the city lord’s mansion and calmed himself down. He could only wait patiently.
Due to the appearance of the mysterious man-eater, the disciples and apprentices of the Thunderbolt Dojo did not have the chance or the mood to spar with their fellow disciples.
Not only that, Qin Huai’s rumbling thunder skill also began to stagnate. This was definitely bad news for him.