At dawn's first light, Su Dao woke up and began to practice his fist techniques. He was now a 50 Pulse Grandmaster, only 50 pulses away from becoming a 100 Pulse Grandmaster. He started by performing the techniques he had cultivated, warming up his body, before unleashing the Earth-Shattering Technique.

  The Demon Saint's Mountain-Shaking Style was extremely powerful, and he unleashed it, shaking a fake mountain in another courtyard to pieces with his immense force.

  Su Dao Xing imagined the tree in front of him as a mountain and launched a Mountain-Shaking Strike, causing the entire tree to shatter.

  "Shaking the mountain style emphasizes shock, shaking the ground style emphasizes grasping." Su Dao Xing applied his own understanding of the Shaking Ground Style, with his palm facing downwards and grabbing at the earth as if he had grasped a dragon, pulling it up. A piece of land along with the scattered rocks on top was pulled upwards together.

  He stomped one foot on the ground, and a massive force directly shattered the surrounding land.

  "Shaking Heaven and Earth, Heavy Blow!" Su Dao Xing unleashed his Shaking Heaven and Earth technique, throwing a punch towards the sky that shattered a hundred-foot-tall flying bird into pieces.

  He discovered that the more he practiced the Mountain Shaking Style, Earth Shaking Style and Heaven Shaking Style, the deeper his understanding became, and the stronger the power of his moves grew.

  After practicing the three moves of shaking heaven, earth and mountain for an hour, Su Dao woke up with sweat all over his body, washed up a bit, and suddenly felt refreshed.

  Su Dao Xing, a 50 Pulse Sect Master like him is not considered a strong person in the Seven Saints Institute, but outside of the Seven Saints Institute, on the mainland, a 50 Pulse Sect Master is already a powerful figure who can establish their own sect and widely recruit disciples.

  "Su Dao Xing, Master Sun asked me to call you to attend the medical class this afternoon." Early in the morning, Wen Hongmei arrived at Su Dao Xing's residence and shouted loudly.

  "Alright! I'm coming right away." Su Dao Xing walked out of the other courtyard, pushed open the door, and bowed to Wen Hongmei, "What is Master Sun planning to teach in today's medical class?"

  "Have you heard of Pao Ding's method of butchering an ox?" Wen Hongmei asked Su Daoxing.

  "I've heard of it. It's an ancient story about a culinary master showcasing his exceptional cutting skills, slicing up a demonic cow with ease." Su Daoxian replied.

  Wen Hongmei said: "Yao beasts and humans are the same, they all have blood vessels, meridians, acupoints, tendons, skin, flesh, bones, marrow, five organs and six viscera...... A doctor must be skilled in separating these parts from the whole without harming the whole."

  Su Dao Xing felt a bit dizzy after hearing that and laughed: "At that time, Sun Sheng will give us a demonstration, right?"

  "Agreed!"

  The two men's conversation had already arrived at a school in the hospital.

  In the other courtyard of the school, there were tables placed with various kinds of demon beasts' corpses, human corpses, Martial King's corpse, Literary King's corpse, and even Evil King's corpse.

  Sun Shengshou and some medical students are already in school.

  "Wen Hongmei, Su Daowei, come quickly." A student in the medical hall shouted to Su Daowei and Wen Hongmei who were approaching: "Master Sun is about to start dissecting the body structure of the most complex demon beast."

  Upon hearing this, Su Daoming and Wen Hongmei quickly came to Sun Sheng's side.

  Sun Sheng held a long-handled knife, carefully observed the body of the demon beast, drew some lines on its body with the knife, then began to peel off the skin, cut the meat, remove the bones, and strip the blood vessels. He placed the five organs and six entrails of the demon beast piece by piece on the table.

  "Sun Shi was able to extract every single blood vessel of the demon beast, this skill is truly breathtaking." A student in the medical hall exclaimed.

  "I don't know when I can reach the level of Master Sun, it's just like Butcher Ding cutting up an ox." Another student in the medical hall also praised.

  "What's so difficult about it?" Su Daoming muttered to himself.

  "What did you say?" Sun Sheng's hearing was extremely sharp, he glared at Su Dao Xing and said: "Su Dao Xing, as the Young Saint Hand, show everyone your incredible knife skills, like Pao Ding cutting up an ox."

  Su Dao Xing smiled faintly and took the knife from Sun Sheng's hand, walking straight to a table in front of him, gripping the knife.

  "Sudao Xing, you're not drawing a line. What if you cut crookedly?" asked one of the students in the medical hall.

  "Did Cook Ding draw lines on the ox's body?" Su Daochang asked back.

  The young man in the medical hall was speechless, and for them, drawing a line on the monster's body before dissecting it had become a habit.

  Su Dao Xing swung his knife in one stroke, cutting open the demon beast's skin with a very smooth and straight line, without any deviation or bias.

  Su Dao Xing skillfully unsheathed the demon beast knife.

  In the morning, Sun Sheng's hands were all pointing out how the students of the medical hall should dissect the demon beast.

  The teaching rules of the medical hall are that students attend classes in the morning and practice within the medical hall in the afternoon.

  In the blink of an eye, ten days have passed!

  Su Dao Xing attends classes with medical students every morning and has gained a lot of knowledge.

  The Demon Saint Island's Taobao Street has a leather store that holds an auction for demon beast skins every three months, which is an event for the sect masters' spiritual veins.

  Su Dao Xing obtained 100 pieces of demon beast skin from the depths of the icy abyss and had been paying attention to the day when the leather goods store would collect demon beast skins.

  The day they went to the store to collect the demon beast skin, Su Dao Xing invited Wen Hongmei, and together they went to the Treasure Street of the Demon Saint Island, where they exchanged their demon beast skin for spiritual veins.

  There were several small boats moored at a dock on Art Saint Island.

  Su Dao Xing and Wen Hong Mei boarded a small boat, and the boatman manipulated the small boat to row towards Yao Sheng Island.

  As two people passed through the central square of the Demon Saint Island, a master from afar directly knocked another master flying, and the flying master happened to fall under Su Daoxue's feet.

  "Rong Yao!" Su Dao Xing was shocked to see that the person lying at his feet was none other than Rong Yao, the First Martial King of Chun Minister, who had entered the Holy Institute with him back then.

  "This is what they call the strong in the new life, too weak. Tang Qian, Kong Yue, Yue Tian Wu, Su Dao Xing, they are not even worthy of tying my shoes." said Zhang Kuang, the master who knocked down Rong Yao.

  Su Dao Xing's expression was as usual, sizing up the Venerable, saying: "You are a 50 Pulse Venerable, and I am also a 50 Pulse Venerable. If you defeat me, then you're impressive. Rong Yao is only a 35 Pulse Venerable, but you, a dignified 50 Pulse Venerable, defeated a 35 Pulse Venerable and said that his strength was weak? Don't you want to lose face?"

  "That...!" The furious gaze of the 50th Pulse Sect Master burned with anger, his eyes fixed on Su Dao Xing as if he wanted to swallow him whole.

  "Make your move, let me see how much weight you really have." The master sneered, his arms stretched out in front of him, looking like he was ready to fight at any moment.

  Su Dao Xing's "Shaking Mountain Style" struck with a loud crash, sending the Venerable flying to the ground. The impact was so great that several of the Venerable's ribs were broken.

  That monk struggled to get up.

  Su Dao Xing smiled coldly and stomped his foot, unleashing the Earth-Shattering Technique. The massive force directly shattered the legs of that Sect Master, rendering him unable to stand up again.

  "That..." The master fell to the ground, his poisonous gaze staring at Su Dao Xing.

  "Let's go, we're going to Taobao Street." Su Dao Xingzhi called out to Wen Hongmei and gave a shout to Chong Yao, not even looking at the fifty-pulse master who had fallen to the ground, and walked away directly.

  Rong Yao gazed at Su Dao Xing's gradually disappearing figure in the distance, feeling that the silhouette was a high mountain, an insurmountable peak for him in this lifetime.