In the 283rd year of the Daqing reign, the Qinghe Gang's martial prowess... has grown too strong!
[In Ningguo's Meteor Sect, Granny Jiang and Elder Jiang are still quite restrained, but you've become far more unscrupulous. You've received a large share of the various materials from the Eight Kun Serpent King, a beast that has lived for countless thousands of years, far more valuable than any ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum!]
[It eats dozens of people every day, so over a thousand years that would be tens of millions... and there might even be extra meals. You doubt it, but if it could convert its internal energy into combat power like a normal beast, it would at least be a Celestial-level being.]
[And with such exotic beasts, every drop of their blood is a treasure, and you being so generous with your rewards, the combat strength of the Qinghe Gang's middle and upper ranks has risen dramatically.]
[A large number of second-rate gang members successfully released their internal energy, and Xu Ruohai's internal energy cultivation, which had taken him ten years to complete, was instantly perfected, allowing him to advance to the next level of the Martial Master realm.]
But your Serpent King materials... have been used up by less than one percent!
[Even when diluted countless times with water, it remains an extraordinary elixir!]
[What's regrettable is that the lower one's innate aptitude, the lower their absorption rate of snake blood, and the more difficult their growth becomes: with the same amount of snake blood, a 20-year-old who has just entered the second rank will have already completed blood transfusion and flesh coagulation, while a 45-year-old who has just entered the second rank will only barely achieve a balance of qi and strength.]
Furthermore, once you reach your aptitude limit, such as 130 points which makes you a first-rate martial artist, becoming a true martial artist requires even more effort.
[It seems the royal family of the giant island selects only the two most talented individuals every six hundred years, otherwise it would be a waste.]
In the 284th year of the Daqing reign, the martial arts world of the Qing Kingdom held the Qinghe Gang in extremely low regard: many who joined the Qinghe Gang appeared to have greatly improved their skills, but at the same time, their hair was dyed a grayish-white color—this was an evil art, an evil art that overdraws on life force!
[A powerful force is widely practicing evil arts? This should have been suppressed by the Dao Sect, the leader of the martial arts world in Qing Kingdom, along with other sects and martial arts schools.]
[Dao Zong: I have no objection.]
[In the 285th year of the Great Glory, you suddenly realize that the Daoist Sect did not announce plans to convene a Grandmaster Conference last year. After all, they had just been ganged up on by the Six White-Haired Men, rewriting a historical event.]
In reality—you already have the power to influence the history and future of this world.
[In the 286th year of the Daqing era, the war did not break out last year, perhaps because the Qing Kingdom lost the support of the Dao Sect and gave up provoking a war.]
In the 287th year of the Daqing reign, you passed the leadership of the gang to Xu Ruohai and went off to have some fun.
Yun Shou: "???"
What does it mean to pass the leadership of the gang to Xu Ruohai?
[In the year 289 of the Great Autumn Period, you gained insight into nature and slowly refined your martial arts techniques. You discovered that you possessed an unusual talent in this area, increasing your combat power by 40%.]
[In the year 291 of the Daqing era, you referenced the "Blood Essence Fusion Technique" inscribed on the stone wall, intending to improve it into a martial art capable of absorbing the essence crystal walls... You lacked the skill.]
[In the 294th year of Daqing, you are 39 years old, and your essence has reached 555%. You have come to the spatial passage in the East China Sea to sense the most fundamental primordial energy.]
[In the year 296 of Daqing, you encountered a giant clam on the seabed. The clam was over thirty meters wide and was located about seven or eight miles away from the spatial passage, but its shell was almost entirely buried several meters deep in the mud and sand.]
The flow of water exhaled and inhaled with each breath wasn't earth-shattering, but rather slow and gentle, even subtler than the ripples stirred up by a fish the size of a fist swimming by.
[If it weren't for the fact that a giant whale, over fifty meters long, had just died of old age and its carcass had fallen on top of the giant clam, forcing it to move beneath the sand and causing a large bulge in the seabed, you really wouldn't have noticed it.]
You put in a lot of effort to dig it out of the mud, dragging it took all your strength, but as for lifting it... you couldn't do it.
If I can't do it, I simply can't do it!
This thing weighs at least several hundred tons, over a million kilograms, maybe even more than a thousand tons. You doubt even a natural person could lift it.
The giant clam could sense danger and kept its mouth tightly shut. It had lived for countless years; its shell was no longer just a layer of cuticle, but also contained a degree of crystallization—the crystals of primordial crystals!
[You bombarded it for ages, only scraping off a layer of powder. Finally, after sweeping through the nearby seabed, you dug up a few of its relatives, with shell widths ranging from a few centimeters to several meters in length. Are you sure their shell width to thickness ratio is approximately 20:1?]
[A thickness of 1.5 meters! If you blast one centimeter a day, it would take you almost half a year to completely blast through it, and you'd only get a hole about the size of a fist.]
"That won't do! It's time to use my superhuman intelligence!"
[Super Intelligence: You only think of me when your superpowers don't work.]
[You feel wronged: It's always you, the one with super intelligence, who tells me to use superpowers to solve problems.]
The giant clam needs its water changed; this is its biggest weakness!
Even though its shell opens only slightly when you change the water, only about ten centimeters wide, and after you dig it out and are startled, it only opens to about five or six centimeters wide, not enough for you to crawl inside and shout, "Clam, I'm inside you!"
But you possess inner strength!
[A first-rate martial artist can injure someone by sending their energy several meters away from their body; you are a grandmaster who can solidify physical energy!]
Every time it opens its mouth to change the water, you unleash a torrent of powerful energy, striking its soft, tender heart, causing its countless tons of thick, fleshy meat to tremble uncontrollably!
"No matter how hard the shell is, can the inside remain hard?"
[Three times in a row, each time it was made to vomit water frantically while in excruciating pain, and afterwards it would frantically suck in water to replenish itself.]
Yun Shou: "Why did my emulator turn yellow?"
On the fifteenth day, the fourth time, after you unleashed the pent-up energy you'd accumulated over several days into the clam's opening, it finally reached its limit—it went completely berserk.
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