Zhu Yan gently stirred the bird's nest congee in front of him with a small snowflake porcelain spoon, waiting for good news from Zhang Cang, but the transmission token had not lit up yet.

  Just as lunch was about to end, there was a knock at the door outside the room.

  "Come in." Zhu Yan said.

  The door was pushed open and an old servant of Zhu Yan's walked in with a respectful attitude, then bent down and whispered something in Zhu Yan's ear.

  Zhu Yan's face suddenly changed!

  "Bang!"

  The golden silk bowl in his hand was directly pinched into fragments by him! "What did you say!?"

  Lan Yun Yue was startled, but the old servant seemed to be used to it and took a step back before continuing: "Young Master, Zhang Cang was defeated by Lin Ming in three moves, severely injured and vomiting blood. He has been unconscious until now."

  At this unexpected result, Zhu Yan was both shocked and furious, while Lan Yunyue was completely stunned. Lin Ming had actually won? And he had defeated Zhang Cang in just three moves, beating him until he spat blood and fainted?

  How could this be? She was worried that Zhang Cang would take drastic measures, but she didn't expect the outcome to be so bizarre.

  Zhu Yan's face was gloomy and terrifying, he thought he had already looked down on Lin Ming quite enough, but unexpectedly, this Lin Ming actually came to the Wu Fu for only a month and defeated Zhang Cang, who was ranked around one hundred on the Ranking Stone. If he gave him some more time, wouldn't he be climbing over his own head?

  Before this, Zhu Yan thought Lin Ming was just a plaything for him to toy with, naturally inferior to himself, in terms of strength and family background. He thought that Lin Ming's current achievements were solely due to some chance encounter with a rare treasure or divine medicine. He never thought that Lin Ming posed even the slightest threat to him, and didn't even deign to take action against him personally, thinking he could easily render him useless step by step. But now, he felt a sense of crisis!

  Lin Ming's growth was too fast! It was unbelievable, four months ago, he was just a low-level martial artist who was worried about his injuries, but the next time they met, he had become the first in the new student assessment!

  This did not cause Zhu Yan's concern, but unexpectedly, another month passed and he actually defeated Zhang Cang!

  This Lin Ming is definitely problematic!

  His talent can't be wrong, it's undoubtedly a mid-third-grade.

  What kind of heavenly material and earthly treasure did he eat to make such rapid progress in a short period of time?

  Or perhaps... he relied on his martial heart to comprehend a special state of cultivation?

  If it's the former, there's nothing to be afraid of; if it's the latter...

  At this thought, Zhu Yan subconsciously clenched his fists, and his joints cracked. A strong sense of unease arose in his heart. If it was really like that, Lin Ming might become the enemy of his life!

  "Kill him before he grows up! But... if he stays in the Seventh Rank Wu Mansion, I won't be able to touch him even with Aunt's power, what should I do..."

  ………………………..

  Behind the Seven Black Tortoise Mansion, a bright moon hung in the sky, surrounded by twinkling stars.

  Late autumn night, with its unique clear and deep blue, gives people a sense of clarity and loftiness.

  Under the night sky, Lin Ming stood on a cold rock, holding his gun with one hand, his forearm parallel to the gunstock, his elbow pressing against the butt of the gun, and the long gun stretched out horizontally. This was the starting pose of the basic gun technique - Iron Bridge Blocking the River.

  However, at this time, the gun barrel was not straight, but bent into a slight arc, slightly trembling. Lin Ming had hung a hundred-jin giant stone on the tip of the gun, and it was this boulder that pressed the long gun to bend slightly.

  Although this boulder weighed only a hundred kilograms, it suddenly became more than ten times heavier when hung on the tip of the gun. Adding the weight of the Guan Hong Gun, the total weight suspended from Lin Ming's arm was over 4,000 kilograms. Even though Lin Ming's cultivation had grown compared to his initial Three Heavy Stages, supporting this weight of over 4,000 kilograms for a long time was still extremely strenuous.

  At this time, Lin Ming's right hand held a gun, his left hand pinched a piece of true yuan stone, his eyes closed tightly, and the true yuan in his body flowed and circulated. The pure true yuan contained in the true yuan stone was constantly pouring into his body, silently transforming Lin Ming's physique.

  A martial artist cultivates the body, not the true yuan. The true yuan is like water, while the body is a container for storing water. Through cultivation and continuous physical training, the capacity of the true yuan will increase. No matter how much the true yuan is consumed or wasted, it won't affect one's cultivation as long as they rest and recover for a day or two, they can return to their peak state. However, if the body is injured, there is a possibility that the martial artist's cultivation may drop by a level.

  If the body of a martial artist in the strengthening and muscle-building period is likened to a small puddle, then that of the internal organ strengthening period can be compared to a pond, the tendon-changing and bone-tempering period to a lake, and after the pulse-condensing period, the body condenses the meridians, and the true yuan flows faster, which can be compared to a rolling river. If all the true yuan in the body is gathered together, flowing and circulating at any time, transforming into an ocean, this is the realm of acquired and innate.

  Practicing true yuan in the true yuan stone is like forcibly pouring water into a reservoir, expanding the reservoir. This cultivation method has relatively fewer side effects compared to using dan medicine, but its effectiveness is slow and consumes a lot of financial resources.

  Lin Ming used up three more True Essence Stones in just two days. From now on, as Lin Ming's cultivation grew, the consumption speed of the True Essence Stones would only get faster and faster. Relying solely on the supply from the Seven Profound Martial House was clearly not enough.

  "I'm afraid that even Ling Sen and Tuo Ku, who are among the top disciples of Tian Zhi Fu, do not have enough True Yuan Stones to cultivate."

  According to the rules of the Wu Fu, new students entering the Seventh Wu Fu will be rewarded with a certain number of Zhen Yuan Stones based on their assessment scores. In addition, they can receive one stone per month. For those ranked 150th and below, it's one stone per month; for those ranked 120th to 150th, it's two stones per month; for those ranked 100th to 120th, it's three stones per month; and for those ranked 72nd to 100th, it's four stones per month... Even at the level of Ling Sen and Tuo Ku, they would only get around ten or so stones per month. Although this is much more generous than what ordinary disciples receive, it's still not enough to rely on Zhen Yuan Stones for daily cultivation.

  "I wonder how many True Yuan Stones a core disciple like Qin Xuan can receive in a month? And how many can the true Seven Abyss Valley disciples receive?"

  For the people of Tianyun Country, a large sect like Qī Xuán Gǔ is as elusive as a mirage. It's said that the distance between Tianyun Country and Qī Xuán Gǔ is 100,000 miles, which would take even the best horse half a year to cover, with constant changes of horses at each relay station.

  Ordinary people can only rely on their feet to travel the world, a distance of 100,000 miles is enough for them to walk for a lifetime.

  Shaking his head, Lin Ming stopped thinking about these distant matters. The next Million Kill Array assessment was imminent, and Lin Ming would naturally participate to achieve a good result and strive for more resources.

  There are only three days left before the assessment, and it's unrealistic to rapidly increase strength within these three days unless Lin Ming consumes the Hongjin Longgui Dan.

  If it weren't for the medicinal talisman's enhancement, taking the Red Golden Dragon Brain Pill would be just that - taking it. But with the medicinal talisman's enhancement, the pill's efficacy has increased several times over. Lin Ming had just taken the doubled-effect Golden Snake Scarlet Gallbladder Pill, and its efficacy hadn't been fully absorbed or refined yet. If he were to take another Red Golden Dragon Brain Pill now, at best the efficacy would be wasted, and at worst his True Essence wouldn't be properly refined, causing his foundation to become unstable. It wasn't worth risking so much just for a ranking.

  He plans to use the next few days to consolidate his current level of cultivation, continue to practice his gun techniques, and as for the True Origin Tempering Body technique, he plans to wait until he has more time to use the Seven Great Cultivation Arrays before making any further plans.

  "Boom!"

  Lin Ming finally couldn't hold on, the hundred-jin giant stone fell heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. Lin Ming switched his spear to his left hand and aimed at the giant stone, stabbing down with one spear!

  "Bang!" With a loud, earth-shattering crash, an unbelievable scene unfolded: the boulder was not only pierced by Lin Ming's spear, but also shattered into four or five pieces, as if gunpowder had exploded within the stone, blasting it into fragments that flew in all directions!

  This is exactly the application of "power like silk" in marksmanship. I recommend a book, the complete works of Cocoon.