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After half a year, Teng Qingshan had created the two most powerful techniques—the Fiery Thunderous Toxic Dragon Drill and the World Exterminating Spear Art! The total amount of strength he possessed after adding up his physical strength and the power he had obtained after comprehending the Water Elemental Dao was equivalent to 90% of the Power of the Heavens and Earth. Therefore, he needed powerful techniques that suited the Power of the Heavens and Earth.

The prototype of the Thunderous Fiery Toxic Dragon Drill was the Toxic Dragon Drill. The power of this technique wasn’t too great, but it didn’t cause any internal dissipation of energy. Therefore, it was able to display the full 90% of the Power of the Heavens and Earth.

However, the World Exterminating Spear Art was different.

The"Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms"had the purpose of destruction and annihilation. The first 30 moves were moves that displayed the five elements, while the 31st to the 36th moves were axe moves performed from different angles. After Teng Qingshan had comprehended the Dao of Destruction, he studied the "Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms"again and was once again enlightened. He then integrated everything he had learned into one spear art—World Exterminating Spear Art!

A powerful spear art that mainly displayed the concept of destruction. This spear art allowed him to exert 10% more power, meaning that he was able to display the full power of the Heavens and Earth!

Puchi!

Teng Qingshan pulled the Reincarnation Spear back forcefully and blood immediately spurted out of the Blind Swordmaster’s throat. As the Blind Swordmaster collapsed, a fierce glint still flowed in his greyish eyes. The glow in his eyes then dissipated as he mumbled and spat out blood. With this, his head dropped down and he no longer moved.

"Martial Ancestor!!!" A mournful cry sounded from down below. It was Tie Pan, the Lord of Qing Hu Island.

"It’s all over," Teng Qingshan said as he held the Reincarnation Spear in one hand. The Blind Swordmaster’s blood could be faintly seen on the tip of the spear and the red tassel. "The grudge between me and Qing Hu Island is finally resolved!" At this very moment, Teng Qingshan couldn’t help but think about the people who had died because of Qing Hu Island—Lady Qing, Teng Yongxiang, the Black Armored Soldiers, and Elder Wu, the Emptiness Realm Expert of the Gui Yuan Sect.

"This ended with the destruction of Qing Hu Island! Yangzhou belongs to the Gui Yuan Sect."

Teng Qingshan’s eyes gleamed as he said, "However, this is just the beginning!"

Whoosh!

Teng Qingshan carried the Reincarnation Spear on his back and grabbed the Blind Swordmaster’s corpse with one hand. With a flash, he appeared beside Tie Pan, who had given up all hope. When Teng Qingshan and the Blind Swordmaster were fighting, Tie Pan never thought about escaping, and there were two reasons why he never escaped. Firstly, an Emptiness Realm Expert could distinctly detect everything within a range of 34 Li. As his Dantian had been destroyed, it would require him an hour to run over 34 Li away. Secondly, if the Blind Swordmaster was killed, there was no point in running.

"Little Blue!" Teng Qingshan shouted. With the Blind Swordmaster’s corpse in one hand and Tie Pan in the other, Teng Qingshan leaped up to a height of over 100 Zhang.

"Yu~~"

The Undying Phoenix chirped excitedly and glided past, allowing Teng Qingshan to land on her body. The Undying Phoenix then flapped her wings and flew northward, leaving a pool of blood in the vast wilderness.

Beneath a pavilion in the western garden of Teng Jia Village, Zhuge Yuanhong could be seen sitting. The sounds of the young boys training and cultivating could be heard from the training field outside. The western garden was extremely spacious. This place was resided by Teng Qingshan and Li Jun, Teng Shou and the others, as well as 98 young boys. Occasionally, guests would live here as well.

"Whew!" A fiery red beam descended from the sky and landed beside the pavilion.

"Qingshan." Zhuge Yuanhong stood up. When he saw the two people in Teng Qingshan’s hands, he couldn’t help but reveal astonishment.

Teng Qingshan placed the Blind Swordmaster’s dead body on the grass at the side and threw Tie Pan to the other side.

"Is this... the Blind Swordmaster, Tie Wu?" Zhuge Yuanhong hastily walked over to observe the Blind Swordmaster’s body, who was fully dressed in black. A terrifying wound could be seen on his throat, and the blood on his body was still slightly wet.

"I killed him outside Lucheng City," Teng Qingshan said with a nod.

Zhuge Yuanhong stared at Tie Wu’s body for a while and then burst out in laughter. "Good! Good! Good!"

Bam! He suddenly knelt northward and kowtowed once before he lifted his head and shouted with a trembling voice, "Martial Ancestor, Qingshan has avenged your death. You saw it yourself! Blind Tie is dead!" Tears welled up in his eyes as he spoke.

Elder Wu was the one who taught Zhuge Yuanhong his cultivation skills. Although Elder Wu was known to be the Martial Ancestor, he was more like a teacher to Zhuge Yuanhong.

Therefore, Zhuge Yuanhong could never forget Elder Wu’s death. He did not have enough power for revenge, and so he could only tolerate and endure!

"Zhuge Yuanhong, what’s the point of feeling pleased? What’s the point of yelling? No matter what, your Martial Ancestor still died before mine did." Tie Pan, who was filled with pain and bitterness, couldn’t help but mock him.

"Hmph." Zhuge Yuanhong glanced at him and said with a smile, "Island Lord Tie! The Lord of the Destroyed Island! Who cares about that?"

"Tie Pan, listen closely," Zhuge Yuanhong said with a smile, "The entirety of Yangzhou will belong to the Gui Yuan Sect in ten days. There will be no place for Qing Hu Island anymore. Just wait and see!"

...

The death of the Blind Swordmaster was a heavy blow to the higher-ups of Qing Hu Island.

The news of their Island Lord Tie Pan being taken hostage by the Gui Yuan Sect was a huge blow to the ordinary disciples and soldiers of Qing Hu Island. Within seven days, the Long Gang Guards conquered the remaining three county cities. The higher-ups and the low-ranked disciples of Qing Hu Island were demoralized. Qing Hu Island had lost all their morale.

After that, the Gui Yuan Sect gained control of the thirteen counties of Yangzhou.

In a village located in the southern part of Yangzhou near the land of the Boorish South.

Whoosh!

A blurred figure darted out of the border of the Desolate Land and continued forward at an incredibly fast speed. Soon, this blurred figure dashed into this village. He immediately entered an ordinary-looking house in this village.

"Eh?" When the silver-haired elder in the house saw the person, astonishment and joy immediately showed on his face. He hastily bowed and greeted, "Lord!"

"The information?"

The person who had rushed over here looked just like a wild man. He wore a grey sackcloth and had long, messy hair. This person was the previous Lord of Qing Hu Island, Gu Yong.

"Lord." With a painful expression, the silver-haired elder handed a stack of papers over and said anxiously, "The Grand Supreme Elder has been killed. The Island Lord has been taken hostage by the Gui Yuan Sect. Now, even the remaining three counties belong to Gui Yuan Sect. It’s the end for Qing Hu Island... Lord, what should we do now?"

The members of Qing Hu Island were hidden everywhere. All the survivors lived in fright.

And now, Gu Yong was the only one who could lead them and provide them with answers!

Gu Yong flipped the papers and perused the information. As he read, his hands trembled. Still, he remained silent. When he had read all the information, he placed the papers down.

"Lord, what should we do?" the silver-haired elder hastily asked.

"Just do as we were told. Hide."

Gu Yong said calmly, "Raise the future disciples of Qing Hu Island and just hope that Qing Hu Island will be able to rise again in several hundred years. As for me... Don’t look for me anymore." With this, Gu Yong’s body blurred. While the silver-haired elder was still looking at him with eyes of despair, he vanished.

In the deep areas of the Desolate Land.

Gu Yong was alone by the creek. He knelt by the creek, trembling as he sobbed.

"Ahhhhh~~"

As terrifying hoarse roars sounded, strange sounds of flesh being torn apart could also be heard.

Suddenly—

Gu Yong, who was kneeling, raised his head. His face was covered with claw wounds and opened wounds. It was terrifying. He had ruined his entire face! This face could cause anyone to have a nightmare! This couldn’t be considered a face anymore.

"Gui Yuan Sect! Teng Qingshan! I will come back! I will definitely return!"

Like a beast in despair, Gu Yong roared. He then headed toward the deeper areas of the Desolate Land and disappeared.

While the survivors of Qing Hu Island were in despair, the members of the powerful families that were part of Qing Hu Island either fled, surrendered, or were caught. Anyway, mournful cries could be heard everywhere. On the other side, the several hundred thousand disciples of the Gui Yuan Sect cheered joyously. The Gui Yuan Sect had finally become the number one sect in the entire Yangzhou!

It was now ranked as one of the seven supreme sects!

Discussions about this could be heard in the restaurants and clothes stores in Jiangning County, and even in the fields. Everyone in Yangzhou knew about the change. Now, Qing Hu Island was no longer the "heaven" of Yangzhou. It had now become the Gui Yuan Sect. All of this happened because of an unprecedentedly powerful member of the Gui Yuan Sect—Teng Qingshan. Instantly, many of Teng Qingshan’s stories, whether they were true or fake, spread throughout the entire Land of the Nine Prefectures.

After hearing Teng Qingshan’s stories, many young men with great dreams also began working hard and fighting to achieve their dreams.

All of them wished to be famous one day.

...

Now, a joyous atmosphere spread throughout Teng Jia Village. Obviously, the ladies in the villages within 100 Li wanted to marry into Teng Jia Village. If those girls managed to marry a guy from Teng Jia Village, they would no longer have to worry about food and clothing or their lives being in danger. Moreover, whenever these girls went back home, the people in their hometown would look up to them. Because of this, many men in Teng Jia Village were extremely happy. Simultaneously, the kids of Teng Jia Village practiced the Twelve Forms of Xing Yi with their utmost effort.

The boys of Teng Jia Village were required to learn the Twelve Forms of Xing Yi and the Three Postures.

...

On 16th of April, in the legendary Teng Jia Village:

Teng Qingshan and Zhuge Yuanhong stood together by the corner as they watched the group of boys practice their fist art in the training field.

"Qingshan, did you really create such a powerful fist art? Just the fist art itself is able to help the cultivator generate inner strength? There’s no need to cultivate inner strength while sitting cross-legged? It can even increase one’s physical strength?" After listening to Teng Qingshan’s explanation of the advantages and disadvantages of the Internal Martial Arts, Zhuge Yuanhong couldn’t believe it. "This cultivation art will not only generate inner strength, it will also improve your physical strength. Isn’t this even better than the cultivation arts of the Daoist and Buddhist Sects?"

"There are advantages and disadvantages."

Teng Qingshan replied confidently, "Teacher, the Internal Martial Arts has an extremely high requirement of aptitude. Of 20 ordinary boys, only one can practice Internal Martial Arts. This cultivation method requires extremely high aptitude. Moreover, it is extremely difficult to open up all the meridians in the entire body and reach the Grandmaster Realm, which is a level equivalent to the Innate Realm."

"However, if the Internal Martial Arts cultivator successfully reaches the Grandmaster Realm, he will have the Supreme Force, which is comparable with the Innate True Origin. He will also have incredibly great physical strength. The cultivators of the Internal Martial Arts can become much more powerful than those of the Daoist and Buddhist Sects," Teng Qingshan said confidently.

When Zhuge Yuanhong heard this, he was first shocked, but his expression then changed.

"Qingshan." Zhuge Yuanhong’s voice suddenly sounded serious.

"Yes, Teacher?" Teng Qingshan froze and turned.

"Tell me the truth." Zhuge Yuanhong said sternly, "Are you planning to establish a sect specially to pass on the Internal Martial Arts?"

Teng Qingshan was stunned. He then responded with a nod.

Zhuge Yuanhong frowned and said, "If you really plan to establish a sect, then what about the Gui Yuan Sect?"