Being able to stand out in the national civil service examination where thousands of people are competing for a single position, Zhang Pengfei is naturally not stupid. Song Boyu was only 26 years old, and his sister was at most in her thirties. A female deputy county head in her thirties, what kind of concept is that? It's probably not just about being exceptionally capable to achieve it.

  "Zhang, what's wrong?" Seeing Zhang Pengfei's suddenly unfamiliar gaze, Song Boyu sighed bitterly. He finally understood why "Song Boyu" had always been evasive about his own identity - it turned out that he had anticipated Zhang Pengfei's reaction all along.

  Song Baiyu was a genius at Xian cultivation and alchemy, but he lacked experience in social interactions. He couldn't help feeling a pang of loss when he thought that his first friend after rebirth might leave him because of his revealed identity.

  "Bo Yu, you've been hiding it from me for so long!" Zhang Pengfei quickly came back to his senses, lifted his head and saw Song Bo Yu's despondent expression. He thought of the scenes he had shared with Song Bo Yu since they met, and a decision formed in his mind.

  Upon hearing Zhang Pengfei's words, Song Boyu let out a sigh of relief, as if he had put down a burden of a thousand pounds.

  "I was wrong, I'll drink as punishment later." Song Baiyu said with a smile.

  "Alright, you said it, so now you have to drink three cups first." After a brief adaptation, Zhang Pengfei also thoroughly let go, and many things that he couldn't understand before are now suddenly clear.

  Zhang Pengfei seemed to have adapted to Song Boyu's identity change on the surface, but in his heart, he still hadn't fully recovered from the huge shock. At the dinner table, Zhang Pengfei was distracted and accidentally put his chopsticks into Mao Haiyan's bowl several times while serving himself food. When drinking wine, he brought an empty cup to his mouth, making Mao Haiyan worried, while Song Boyu secretly laughed so hard that his handsome face turned bright red.

  Facing Mao Haiyan's questioning, Song Baoyu pretended to be unaware and hastily finished a meal before leaving Zhang Pengfei's home in a hurry. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he confirmed that the couple couldn't see him, at which point he burst out laughing with abandon.

  To a certain extent, Song Baiyu still has a childlike heart, and this worldly emotion makes him feel especially fresh.

  A pleasant ringtone interrupted Song Baiyu's thoughts, and he took out his phone to see that it was a text message from his sister Song Yuqing: "Baiyu, the money has been transferred, go to the bank to check it out, if not enough, tell me again."

  Song Baiyu glanced at the time, it was already after 8 o'clock in the evening. It seemed that his sister had found out he didn't have enough money to spend and couldn't wait until tomorrow when the bank opened, so she went to an ATM to transfer some money to him first. Thinking of this, Song Baiyu felt a warmth in his heart.

  He took a glance around and found that there was an Industrial and Commercial Bank of China not far away. Song Baiyu walked towards it, and when he saw that there were actually 100,000 yuan more in his bank card, Song Baiyu couldn't help but smile wryly. Would his sister have given him all her private savings? Thinking about the fact that he might need a large amount of cash to buy medicine, this 100,000 yuan was really timely. As for the favor he owed his sister, he would repay it slowly, and as long as his cultivation improved, how could he not repay this favor?

  He took out 20,000 yuan in cash and sent a text message to his sister, telling her that the money had been received, and then walked home.

  Before getting off work, Song Baiyu made an excuse that his body had not fully recovered and needed to rest at home, so he asked Guo Tiejun for half a month's leave. To his surprise, Guo Tiejun didn't ask anything and nodded in agreement directly. Seeing Guo Tiejun looking at him with complex eyes and wanting to say something but hesitating, Song Baiyu didn't give him the chance to speak and left Guo Tiejun's office directly.

  Song Baiyu's real reason for taking a leave of absence is simple: his body was too weak, and he really couldn't bear it. He planned to retreat for half a month, devoting himself to tempering his muscles and bones, practicing the Spring and Autumn Fist, and the medicinal materials he bought at the pharmacy over the past two days were just enough for half a month's use.

  After returning home, Song Baiyu soaked in the scalding steam for an hour until his head started to sweat, and his body felt a burning pain due to the medicinal water. Only then did he get up from the misty medicinal water and rinse himself with hot water.

  Although the medicinal materials bought by Song Baiyu in the Chinese medicine shop were ordinary, they were only relatively speaking. In fact, the value of the medicinal materials for Song Baiyu's tempering this time was over 8,000 yuan, and because of his careful preparation, the effect was thousands of times stronger than any foot bath in a massage parlor.

  Song Baiyu stretched his body, feeling hot and full of energy, taking advantage of the medicinal effect, Song Baiyu began to practice the first move of "Spring and Autumn Decision".

  Two hours later, Song Baiyu was drenched in sweat and utterly exhausted. Today wasn't a complete loss, though - the first form of Chunqiu had nine different movements, and Song Baiyu managed to get through two of them in one go. When he tried to continue with the third movement, however, he ended up with a nosebleed and his arms and legs were so sore that he was forced to stop.

  "This body is too weak, hopefully it will change after closing up." After feeling that the physical strength and flexibility severely affected the cultivation of Chunqiu Jue's martial skills, Song Boyu felt more and more the need for seclusion. Without a strong body, everything else is empty talk.

  Without a moment's rest, Song Baiyu immediately entered a state of quiet contemplation.

  Song Baiyu deeply understood a truth, the law of the jungle where the weak are preyed upon by the strong existed everywhere. Now that he had finally managed to secure half a month's worth of peaceful time and had obtained the incredible Spring Autumn Decision technique, Song Baiyu naturally wouldn't waste even a single moment.

  In half a month, Song Baiyu was completely immersed in his own practice world. Tempering his muscles and bones, practicing the 36 techniques of Chunqiu Decisive Spring and Autumn, and cultivating the true Qi heart method of Chunqiu Decisive, Song Baiyu repeated this cycle every day without interruption.

  When tempering his muscles and bones, the fierce medicinal energy directly penetrated through the skin into his body, a scorching hot flow wandered between his muscles and bones, making Song Baiyu sweat profusely. Under the high-temperature medicinal steam, Song Baiyu felt like he was walking in a sea of fire every time.

  Every day, practicing the Spring and Autumn Decisive Battle martial arts was undoubtedly the most painful and embarrassing time for Song Baiyu. The physical strength and flexibility required for the Spring and Autumn Decisive Battle martial arts are extremely high, and with Song Baiyu's current condition, it is obvious that he cannot meet this requirement. So every day after practicing martial arts, he would end up lying on the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face, not wanting to move at all. In severe cases, he even had fractures in his hands and feet.

  Song Baiyu's favorite time was when he practiced the Chunqiu Decisive True Qi Heart Method, and every time he circulated his internal energy, his injuries would recover by half. Often, by the time he finished practicing the Chunqiu Decisive True Qi Heart Method, his injuries would be completely healed.

  Half a month later, all the food and medicine stored in Song Baiyu's house were used up, and he had no choice but to end his closed-door training.

  Of course, the huge pay was accompanied by an amazing harvest. Although Song Baiyu seemed to have changed little on the surface compared to two months ago, his skin tone was no longer pale and looked healthier, but Song Baiyu knew that the power stored in his body was several times stronger than before.

  The current Song Baiyu can smoothly perform the first move of Chunqiu Decisive, and his true energy cultivation has also reached the initial stage of Lianqi.

  His muscles and bones had been tempered for half a month, although not as hard as steel, ordinary swords would only leave a white mark on his body without causing any harm. When circulating his internal energy, Song Baiyu was confident that he could block bullets.

  His strength is now beyond comparison to what it was half a month ago. Previously, he would struggle with moving sixty kilograms, but now he can easily move several hundred kilograms. At the same time, his body's flexibility is comparable to that of any acrobat in the world, allowing him to perform many movements that defy human common sense.

  Song Baiyu felt that his efforts over the past half month were completely worth it. The first form of Chunqiu Decisive focuses on physical training, and its attacking power is not strong. But Song Baiyu's most pressing goal was to change his physically weak state, and it can be said that he basically achieved his goal in just half a month.

  "It's been a while since I've had anything but fast food, my mouth is almost numb from the bland taste. I'd better go pay respects to the Temple of Five Organs soon." After exercising for a bit, he felt an explosive energy in his body, and with a burst of speed, Song Baiyu shot out of the room like a bullet.