"Li Zhiming!"

The sudden voice gave Li Zhiming a startle. He quickly put away the scroll and turned away.

The person who came was the patrol officer in charge of his own patrol. He walked in and took a look. "You did a good job. You can rest early."

"By the way, this is what Senior Brother Qin from the Inner Sect asked me to give to you."

Li Zhiming took the storage bag handed over by the patrol guard, opened it and took a look.

There were five vitality pills inside, in addition to some healing medicines and spirit stones for cultivation.

"Thank you very much."

Li Zhiming took out a vitality pill and a spirit stone and handed them to the patrol disciple.

When the young man saw the thing Li Zhiming handed over, he was stunned at first, then turned around and looked around. After seeing that there was no one around, he put the thing away.

"My name is Zhao Ming. If you have any questions in the future, please feel free to contact me."

The patrol guard said with a smile, his attitude had changed drastically from before.

"There are nine areas in the prison on the first floor of Xuyuan. I manage Area 9 with a few fellow apprentices. You are my subordinate, so you can wander around the area freely. If you see someone who is blind, just tell me my name."

"It would save a lot of trouble."

Zhao Ming said, as if he had become familiar with Li Zhiming.

"Thank you very much." Li Zhiming bowed.

"Well, I'll continue my patrol, you can go back and rest, or just wander around."

"Remember, you have to be more restrained when you leave District 9. Also, don't get close to the entrance to the second floor. The evil death energy there is much stronger than other places. You can't bear it now."

Before leaving, Zhao Ming specifically reminded Li Zhiming.

Seeing Zhao Ming walking away, Li Zhiming put away the storage bag.

The Senior Brother Qin the other party was referring to was named Qin Chuan, and he was a fellow disciple from the Inner Sect.

There are many lineages in the inner sect of Zhenyuan Sect. Disciples who enter the inner sect have the right to make their own choices. As long as the head of the lineage agrees, they can join and become registered disciples.

Of course, those with outstanding talents will become direct disciples, and above direct disciples will be personal disciples.

Li Zhiming is the direct disciple of Qingluan Peak, and his identity and status are not low.

Qin Chuan is his senior brother and has always been nice to him.

Tian Yaoyao is the direct disciple of the Baihua Peak next door.

This woman, who looked so delicate and innocent at first, kept calling me "brother Zhi Ming" and bewitched me.

Now it seems that he was just pretending to be close to me!

"Tian Yaoyao, the fun has just begun!"

A hint of coldness flashed across Li Zhiming's eyes. He regained his composure, carried the corpse out of the cell, and threw it into the abyss.

He did not leave the cell area, but continued to walk deeper into Area 9.

Xuyuan Prison was built by carving out the stone wall, and the internal passages are intricate, but there are signposts in each area so it is not easy to get lost.

Li Zhiming turned into a passage and saw a young man with a bloody face walking towards him, holding on to the wall.

The young man had a hemp rope on his other shoulder, with a corpse tied to it. He was dragging the body forward with all his might, panting.

This young man was the jailer whose eyes were gouged out by Tian Yaoyao.

Without strength and background, one would be in great danger in this prison of Xuyuan if one is not careful.

When the young man heard someone coming, he turned towards Li Zhiming.

He is blind, but fortunately he has good hearing and can hear sounds and identify locations, so he has not lost his ability to live.

"What's your name?" Li Zhiming asked.

"Who are you……?"

"I am Li Zhiming."

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Li."

"My name is Zhang Zibo."

The young man nodded numbly. After losing his eyes, he felt hopeless and had lost all hope for life.

"Your eyes are injured. Let me do this job. You go back and rest."

Li Zhiming held Zhang Zibo's shoulders.

Zhang Zibo stayed where he was.

Did he hear it right?

In this prison of Xuyuan where everyone is in danger and walking on thin ice, there are actually people who care about me.

Moreover, the other party was once an inner sect disciple, although he was demoted to a jailer because of his mistakes.

But he still understood that a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

"Why, you don't want to?"

"No, it's just... woo."

Zhang Zibo began to choke up before he could finish his words, but he didn't dare cry because he would faint from the pain.

"Do you know Wang Zi?" Li Zhiming suddenly asked.

"Wang Zi... seems to be the prison guard of District 8. He is used to being tyrannical. Anyone who has been in the first floor of Xuyuan for a long time should know this."

"Help me find out where he comes from and who is behind him."

"Can you do it?" Li Zhiming asked again.

"Asking for information, I'm not satisfied with what Senior Brother Li said. I'm good at this. I've been in Xuyuan Prison for two years and I know a lot of people. It shouldn't be a problem." Zhang Zibo replied.

"Okay, go back and rest. Leave the three cells here to me."

Li Zhiming took the hemp rope on his shoulder and patted him on the shoulder.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Li, for your help."

"I'll bring you the news tonight." Zhang Zi Bo bowed, looking very grateful.

"Don't worry, go back and have a rest now."

Li Zhiming waved his hand.

After Zhang Zibo left with the help of the wall, Li Zhiming took out a piece of rag and simply wrapped the man's body.

[Ninth-rank evil cultivator who collects corpses, lifespan +5, blood +1999, true qi value +2000, reinforcement points +2]

Li Zhiming clearly felt that his strength and cultivation had improved.

It feels great to get stronger quickly!

Half an hour later.

Li Zhiming left District 9 and returned to the torture chamber where he lived.

I cleaned up three more cells and got some rewards.

However, those three prisoners were all ninth-rank warriors when they were alive, so the reward was not much.

He did accumulate seven strengthening points, and his realm also entered the late ninth level of martial arts.

Li Zhiming sat cross-legged on the bed, with his own martial arts skills appearing in his hands.

[Youyunwu, upgrading requires eight reinforcement points. ]

It just so happened that with the seven this time plus the one left over from before, he had a total of eight strengthening points.

Li Zhiming didn't hesitate and added some directly.

[Yuyunwu +1]

【You Yunwu is practicing. 】

[Congratulations to the host, You Yunwu has reached the entry level! ]

In just one minute, Li Zhiming felt a massive amount of information and cultivation experience flooding into his brain.

It was as if he had practiced it countless times day and night.

Pictures of cultivation flashed through my mind, and these experiences became one with myself.

Li Zhiming suddenly opened his eyes, and a whirlwind appeared around him.

Youyunwu is a wind-attributed body movement technique. Once mastered, the speed is as fast as the wind and the body shape is as unpredictable as the clouds floating in the sky.

When the proficiency reaches mastery, an afterimage similar to the entity will be left behind.

After reaching perfect proficiency, one can create a clone after performing the skill. Although it can only exist for a short time, it is enough to confuse the enemy's eyes.

"The Xuan-level advanced body skills are really amazing!"

Li Zhiming simply ran two laps in the room, so fast that only a shadow could be seen flying back and forth.

Since he came into this world, he has never felt that cultivation is so simple and wonderful as he does today.

Li Zhiming let out a long sigh and sat on the bed.

His mind moved, and his attribute panel appeared before his eyes.

[Host: Li Zhiming]

[Realm: Ninth Rank of Martial Arts - Late Stage]

[Age: 16 years old]

[Lifespan: 130]

【Charm: 96】

【Luck: 89】

[Strength Points: 0]

[Martial Arts: Wandering Cloud Dance (beginner), Falling Flower Palm (untrained), Collapsing Fist (untrained), Chaotic Shadow Step (untrained)]

[Kung Fu: Qingyang Jue (unpracticed)]

[Secret Method: Taichu Heart Sutra - Fragments (Introduction)]

With the blood, qi and true energy accumulated from collecting corpses previously, his realm reached the late ninth level.

It is estimated that it won’t take long to reach the ninth level of perfection, and it is only a matter of time before he regains his former strength.

Next, what Li Zhiming needs to do is to continue practicing.

Practice the martial arts you have learned again.

With previous experience, I am now familiar with it.

It only took him three hours to cultivate the Qingyang Jue technique back to the entry level.

The same is true for Falling Flower Palm, Collapsing Fist, and Chaos Shadow Step.

Li Zhiming looked at his palm.

What is a sense of security?

To have power is to have security, just like now.

"We are getting closer and closer to fully recovering our strength."

"I have now practiced the Taichu Heart Sutra and Youyun Dance. If my realm returns to the seventh level, my combat power will be incomparable. It should be easy for me to fight against opponents of higher levels."

Li Zhiming whispered in his heart, quite satisfied with his current situation.

"Brother Li, are you there?"

There was a knock on the door.