I Can Merge Techniques

The one who obtained the upper scroll founded the "Vajra Sect." Its disciples practiced incomplete Martial Arts, making it difficult to reach Great Success.

The one who obtained the lower scroll founded the "Blood Bone Sect." Lacking the core Heart Method, its disciples fell into the Demon Dao as they cultivated.

Thus, for many years, the Blood Bone Sect had been obsessed with seizing the upper scroll to merge the two halves of the Cultivation Technique into one.

However, three years ago, the Blood Bone Sect caused trouble in Qing Province and was suppressed by the Demon Suppression Bureau, which kept them quiet for a while.

No one expected them to make such a comeback.

"They threw a ’Bone-Eroding Demon Crystal’ into the pool!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth. "These people are vicious and cruel! They want to destroy the very foundation of my Vajra Sect!"

...

In the forbidden area of the Vajra Sect’s back mountain, by the Body Tempering Pool.

Members of the Vajra Sect lay sprawled across the ground, groaning in agony.

The Great Elder, Withered Wood Zhenren, had blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He was barely held up by two disciples, his breath faint and shallow.

Opposite them stood a group of Cultivators in blood-red, bone-patterned robes. They wore sinister grins, as if victory was already in their grasp.

Among the Blood Bone Sect group, the leading elder was surrounded by the faint phantoms of crimson skulls, his aura overwhelming.

He cackled. "Old fiend Withered Wood, hand over the upper scroll of the Cultivation Technique, and I’ll grant you a swift death!"

"Otherwise, I’ll let this pool of Demon Water cleanse your marrows and sinews for you!"

"Don’t... even think about it!" Withered Wood Zhenren’s eyes looked ready to pop from their sockets.

Just then, Chu Fan and the other two arrived.

When the members of the Vajra Sect saw that their guide had returned with two unfamiliar young people, the hope that had just begun to rise in their eyes was instantly extinguished.

The members of the Blood Bone Sect glanced at the newcomers but paid them no mind.

Ling Xiaoxiao’s heart sank as she felt the undisguised auras from both sides.

The enemy had several experts at the Fifth Level of the Divine Power Realm, while she herself was only at the Divine Power Realm Fifth Layer.

’If a fight breaks out, I won’t be able to hold them off...’

’But as a Demon Suppression Guard, how could I possibly retreat?’

Forcing herself to remain calm, Ling Xiaoxiao stepped forward and announced loudly, "Demon Suppression Guard Ling Xiaoxiao is here! Members of the Blood Bone Sect, how about you show me some courtesy and stop this at once?"

The leading elder of the Blood Bone Sect shot her a glance and sneered, "A Demon Suppression Guard? If a Demon Suppression Captain were here, I might be a little wary."

"What makes a little girl like you think you deserve any courtesy from me?"

"Besides, this is a private grudge between our two sects. We’re just cleaning house. It’s not the Demon Suppression Bureau’s place to interfere!"

"You!" Ling Xiaoxiao was speechless with anger.

Withered Wood Zhenren also spoke with bitterness, "Thank you for your kind intentions, miss. This is a long-standing feud between our sects. The Vajra Sect is doomed today. You should leave quickly."

Ling Xiaoxiao felt a tightness in her chest. ’I came here with good intentions to save them, and no one appreciates it?’

The situation reached a stalemate, the atmosphere suffocatingly tense.

At that moment, Chu Fan, who had been standing at the back the entire time, suddenly took two steps forward.

"Pardon the interruption."

His voice wasn’t loud, but it carried clearly across the area. "My name is Lin Bei. The Vajra Sect hired me as reinforcement."

The members of the Vajra Sect were stunned and all looked toward the middle-aged man who had brought them here.

"When did we hire this person?"

The middle-aged man was also baffled. "Could it be that the Elder hired him?"

"Reinforcement? Lin Bei?"

The Blood Bone Sect elder’s gaze turned sinister. He stared at Chu Fan as if looking at an idiot. "Where did this reckless brat come from, courting death!"

Chu Fan ignored the strange looks from everyone around him. He locked his gaze on the elder, held out his hand, and said flatly, "Hand over the Blood Bone Sect’s lower scroll of the Cultivation Technique, then get lost."

"Otherwise, I’ll beat you all to death."

A dead silence fell over the entire area as soon as he spoke.

’Where did this fool pop out from? Is he trying to get himself killed?’

"I think you’re tired of living!"

Unable to restrain himself, a young man from the Blood Bone Sect’s camp roared in anger. His body shot forward like a cannonball, his fist carrying the sound of wailing ghosts as it aimed straight for Chu Fan’s throat.

Without even lifting his eyelids, Chu Fan casually raised his right hand. The movement seemed slow, but it was faster than a bolt of lightning as he swung his palm...

"SLAP!"

A crisp sound echoed.

The neck of the aggressive young man snapped, and his head twisted around several times in a grotesque manner!

His body flew back dozens of feet like a kite with a snapped string before slamming into the rock wall, fate unknown.

Dead silence.

Even the sound of the wind in the mountains seemed to freeze.

"How dare you, you whelp!"

An Elder from the Blood Bone Sect exploded in rage.

This Elder’s muscles and bones were like cast iron. As he roared, his joints popped and crackled all over his body!

In the wake of his bellow, his body swelled by a full size, and he charged toward Chu Fan with the crushing force of a landslide!

"Die for me!"

Chu Fan’s pupils contracted slightly.

’The Blood Bone Sect and the Vajra Sect both cultivate the physical body. Their every punch and kick has only the faintest fluctuations of Primordial Qi.’

’But their power is not to be underestimated!’

’This opponent’s simple punch is no weaker than a full-force attack from a Divine Power Realm expert of the same level unleashing all their Primordial Qi!’

Seeing this, Withered Wood Zhenren of the Vajra Sect cried out in alarm, "Be careful!"

Everyone’s hearts tightened.

That was the Blood Bone Sect’s "Iron Corpse," Elder Wang, whose physical body could withstand a direct hit from a Magical Treasure!

Before his voice had even faded, Chu Fan moved.

He didn’t use any flashy Divine Techniques. He simply took a step forward, sank his waist, and threw a punch.

Pure force exploded in the air, creating a visible shockwave of white vapor.

"BOOM!"

The fist slammed into Elder Wang’s chest.

There was no clang of metal, only the sickening crunch of shattering bone!

The so-called "Iron Corpse," who claimed to be able to withstand Magical Treasures, suddenly had a giant fist-shaped crater cave into his chest. A cloud of blood mist erupted from his back as his body flew sideways like a broken sack. He twitched twice upon landing, then went still.

At that moment, only a single thought remained in the minds of everyone from both the Vajra Sect and the Blood Bone Sect.

’Is this really just some hired reinforcement?’

Both sects cultivated the physical body and prided themselves on having physiques far superior to Martial Artists of the same level.

Yet this young man had killed an Elder in a single blow using nothing but simple punches and kicks?

’Could his body be forged from divine iron?’

"You just had to do it the hard way."

Chu Fan dusted off his sleeves, his gaze sweeping over the shocked and uncertain members of the Blood Bone Sect.

"I gave you a chance to get lost just now. Since you weren’t willing, you can all just stay here forever."

Before his voice had even faded, Chu Fan’s figure suddenly blurred.

"Not good!"

The pupils of the Blood Bone Sect experts contracted. Before they could even mount a defense, a fierce gale had already swept into their midst.