"Who else wants to fight!"

Old Lu raised his hands and roared excitedly.

The villagers across from him were frightened by his aura.

They suddenly felt that the other party was not a lamb but a ferocious tiger.

For a time, the villagers regretted their actions.

The deputy village chief was utterly dumbfounded.

He was no longer as calm as before.

At this moment.

"Old Lu, that's enough!" Lu Yuhua patted Old Lu's shoulder.

Old Lu turned his head and said excitedly, "It's not over yet! I want to fight a few more of them."

Lyu Yuhua said with a bitter smile, "They're all terrified now. We have already achieved our goal, so put those fists down!"

"Alright!" Old Lu still wanted to fight, but put his hands down.

Then, Lyu Yuhua took a step forward and pointed at one of the villagers opposite him. He said in a low voice, "Answer me, what is this place? What village is this?"

He immediately told Lyu Yuhua everything.

…

Beichuan City, Public Security Bureau,

In the director's office.

"Director, this is Fang Yuke's autopsy report." The police officer handed the report to Wang Jiajun.

Wang Jiajun frowned. He picked up the report and read through it carefully.

The autopsy report concluded that Fang Yuke had no illness or external injuries. He had died from the fall.

When he was done, his expression was solemn.

From what he saw, Fang Yuke was the only person on the rooftop at that time.

If that was the case, there were only two possibilities to Fang Yuke's death. He had either slipped and fell off a building or committed suicide.

Wang Jiajun didn't think that Fang Yuke would commit suicide.

The only possibility left was a fall.

There was a one-meter tall barrier around the edge of the rooftop. What kind of misstep could cause him to fall off the building?

On that day, Fang Yuke wasn't drunk. He wasn't mentally ill either.

He couldn't just fall on accident.

In other words, he climbed up the brarriar and jumped down.

That means he had committed suicide!

But why would he do that?

Wang Jiajun scratched his head, but he had no clue.

Fang Yuke's father, Fang Liang, had locked himself in a room and refused to see anyone. He could not withstand the blow of losing his son.

Wang Jiajun thought that he might be able to get something useful from Fang Liang.

But now that he was turning everyone away, there was nothing he could ask of him.

Currently, he could only go and visit the others to see if there could be any findings.

…

On the other side.

As usual, Qin Chuan continued developing his cultivation career.

There were still newcomers today.

According to tradition, they were consecrated at the gates and cleansed at the Spirit Spring.

Since both the gates and the Spirit Spring had been upgraded, the newcomers all had awakened outstanding aptitudes.

All of them had superior-grade spirit roots.

After he finished guiding the new cultivators, Qin Chuan visited the various specializations.

The first was the Weapon Forging specialization.

From far away, he could already hear the sound of hammering.

He pushed the door open, and a warm breeze hit his face.

Three big men stood by the furnace, grunting and hammering.

When they saw Qin Chuan approaching, they immediately greeted him, "Sect Master!"

Qin Chuan nodded his head and stayed in the room. Then, after observing them for a while, he casually gave them some pointers.

"You, raise your arm higher."

"And you, stick your butt up a little, like me."

"I want to emphasize that the source of strength for the Disorder Splitting Wind Demonic Hammering Technique is not the arm but the lower back."

"Think of your lower backs as motors and let them turn."

"Let me demonstrate again. Watch carefully.

"This is the initial posture. Tighten your pelvic muscles and raise your butt."

He raised his arm above his head and leaned back slightly.

"Focus on your lower back. It must feel tense."

A few minutes later.

Qin Chuan wiped the sweat off his forehead and placed a brand new piece of refined iron on the table.

The three people from the Weapon Forging specialization learned a lot from this.

…

Qin Chuan headed to the Alchemy specialization.

The Alchemy specialization was the biggest.

Outside the room, people seemed to be reading things aloud.

Qin Chuan pushed open the door. The twenty-odd people were divided into three rows. They faced the wall, holding up thick books and reading aloud.

They were extremely serious and diligent.

Qin Chuan took a chair and sat down.

It was not easy to memorize such a thick book skillfully.

After a moment, Qin Chuan clapped his hands.

Everyone was stunned as they suddenly discovered Qin Chuan was there.

"Sect Master!"

"Why are you here?"

Since they were too focused on memorizing the books, they didn't notice Qin Chuan at all.

Qin Chuan smiled as he spoke, "I am here today is to check on everyone's progress."

Someone walked forward and volunteered, "Sect Master, I've memorized till page 113."

"Is that so!" Qin Chuan raised his eyebrows. "Then I shall do a spot check and see if you have learned everything by heart."

"Alright!" That person was very confident.

"What is the Blood Clotting Herb?"

"The Blood Clotting Herb's leaves are long and narrow. Its shape is similar to bamboo leaves.

"The leaves have jagged edges. When the roots are broken, blood-like sap will flow out…"

This person did not pause. He spoke quickly, and precicely, reciting what was in the book.

After that, Qin Chuan went to check on a few more people.

Just like the first person, they all recited the content perfectly.

Qin Chuan was extremely satisfied.

…

Array Formation specialization.

When he entered the room, the floor was covered with rough papers filled with mathematical formulas.

The eight people from the Array Formation faculty were bent over a table, scratching their heads.

Some of them had pulled out all of their newly grown hair.

It couldn't be helped. Array formations involved many mathematical formulas and theories in chemistry and physics.

Studying this specialization required a lot of brain cells. So it was normal for them to lose some hair.

Qin Chuan only watched for a while and didn't check on their progress.

After all, it involved mathematics, physics, chemistry, and other related sciences. It was hard to spot any progress in a short time.

Testing their mastery was a straightforward task. He just needed to buy a few difficult test papers from a bookstore.

…

Divination specialization.

Everyone was out, working hard to earn good karma.

Yesterday at the market, Qin Chuan had met a few Divination students.

Through them, Qin Chuan got an understanding of the situation. Most people had chosen to do volunteer work, while a small number of people had gone overseas.

Qin Chuan thought that if he had the time, he would contact them and check on them.

After all, they were outside. Therefore, if something happened, as the sect master, he should be responsible.

"Right, I can also expand my cultivation career to other cities!"

"I'll find time to find out who are the few who have left the city."

Qin Chuan immediately had a plan.

Finally, he came to the Combat specialization.

The five students conscientiously copied the text. Although they had to do it a thousand times, they did not deliberately pursue speed. On the contrary, every stroke was elegantly written.

Qin Chuan was very satisfied with the results today.

He returned to the platform and sat down.

Qin Chuan flipped open the cultivation register. There were already 342 people.

In less than a month, there were already so many people. He felt especially gratified.

It was hard to imagine the future scene when the entire nation would be cultivating. It should be very spectacular!

At this point, Qin Chuan felt that there was a need to explain cultivation to Zhao Xuanxuan and Ma Qingxue.

Recently, a series of events targeting them had forced him to make this decision.

Qin Chuan did not wish to see the people around him get hurt.

Helping them cultivate would also guarantee their safety.

They wouldn't be helpless in front of those who wanted to hurt them.