Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

The female thief tiptoed into the room.

"Asleep? Impossible, right? You're a grandmaster comparable to a sixth-rank. I'm so close; how could you not be awake?"

Li Zi didn't deliberately lower her voice.

She approached the bedside, her hands resting on the edge.

Whether intentional or not, Tang Wen was lying relatively far inside.

Wanting to see clearly, her upper body naturally leaned in.

With this lean, her waist was slender, barely a foot and seven inches, and the ripe fruit on the branches transformed into the shape of enormous water droplets.

"Tsk!"

Tang Wen abruptly opened his eyes, seizing control of the steering wheel.

That waist was truly graspable.

"Ah! You're pretending to be asleep!" Li Zi exclaimed.

Her long, dark hair, carrying fragrance and a hint of moisture, cascaded down.

"Just showered?" Tang Wen wrinkled his nose.

His fiery hands pressed against her waist, the heat spreading throughout her body, and Li Zi's delicate face flushed crimson.

Her rosy lips moved slightly, "I, I just want to repay you."

Tang Wen frowned slightly, "Merely repay?"

He puffed out his chest, the blanket sliding away, revealing a well-built physique and eight-pack abs, drawing Li Zi's gaze.

"Like what you see?"

His fingers lifted her fair chin.

"Hmph! It's not like you haven't seen it before." She couldn't resist reaching out with her small hand.

When Tang Wen was in seclusion, Li Zi had to take care of him, doing things like wiping down his body.

"Oh?"

His fingers pinched her smooth, soft cheek, "Where all have you seen? Tell me about it."

Li Zi's eyes darted around, avoiding his gaze.

Having just showered, the top of her fragrant head was pressed and rubbed, Tang Wen's tone dissatisfied:

"How can you wear your hair down like that? Do you have hair ties?"

Hearing the man's dissatisfaction, she didn't think he was faking.

She quickly raised her snow-white arm, revealing two black hair ties on her slender wrist.

"Very good." Tang Wen smiled, "Pigtails!"

Li Zi muttered something, wanting to stand up, but Tang Wen gently pulled her, and her upper body fell onto the bed.

"Wait, let me braid my hair first... Hey? What is this position? Why, why are you going behind me... Hiss, gently pull, my braids!"

The youthful-faced girl was adopted by the Thieves' Sect from a young age, spending her time either practicing martial arts or stealing. Later, at a young age, she bore the life and death of the entire sect.

She had thought about finding someone to rely on, but a traitor appeared within the Thieves' Sect, and she dared not trust anyone.

She could only endure alone until she met Tang Wen.

Now, she wasn't young anymore, and she had accumulated a lot of theoretical knowledge.

But practice was still a first.

Tang Wen spurred on his horse, spared no effort, was eager to teach, and diligently plowed...

In short, he put his body into practice, outputting greatly, and instilling profound knowledge, helping Li Zi, the youthful-faced watermelon, complete a crucial transformation in her life.

In the early morning, on the garden path in the courtyard that had been dry for a long time, thick white frost had formed.

"I, I want to sleep," the woman said, with a weeping tone.

"Push it and then sleep, be good."

"Push? What push?"

"Of course, the watermelon push!"

Having slept very comfortably last night, after dawn, Tang Wen thought of new knowledge and couldn't wait to teach it.

More than half an hour later, everything became dull.

Tang Wen patted her head with satisfaction, his eyes clear.

His brain was exceptionally clear, and the so-called "holy as a Buddha" was nothing more than this.

But he knew his physical fitness was excellent, and this state wouldn't last long.

At most, three minutes.

Looking at the "status-refreshing object," her eyes were blurred, and she was lying on the moist blanket, seemingly about to fall asleep at any moment.

He knew he couldn't refresh it anymore.

So he got up nimbly, called a maid to change Li Zi's blanket, and went outside for breakfast.

[Bedside Thirty-Six Styles, Proficient (671→831/3000)]

Overnight, he gained not only pleasure but also combat experience.

"Young Master, Liu Bing is here to see you." The female housekeeper, Shui Mo, walked over gracefully, wearing a cheongsam-style dress of pure white.

Her waist swayed like a willow in the wind, the apples in front of her were perfectly outlined, and the full moon behind her was round and upturned.

What made Tang Wen speechless was that the cheongsam was slit high, just above her thighs.

Her seductive eyes moved as she walked slowly.

Seeing Tang Wen staring at her, Shui Mo's eyes lit up, and she walked even slower.

"Where did this dress come from?"

"Does Young Master not like it?"

Pa!

"You are not allowed to wear it outside."

"Okay, okay."

Shui Mo called Liu Bing in and hid in the room herself.

The room was not ventilated, and the atmosphere was still filled with a scent that made young girls blush.

Shui Mo was not a young girl and did not blush. Looking at Li Zi, who was sleeping peacefully, she only felt envy.

Her residence was next to Tang Wen's, and the room had excellent soundproofing, but she couldn't resist picking up a stethoscope and listening against the wall for half the night.

She was hungry all night and couldn't help but put on her battle robe to seduce Tang Wen early in the morning.

"Subordinate greets Young Master!"

Liu Bing cupped his hands in salute.

He glanced at Tang Wen and quickly bowed his head.

He was both respectful and fearful of the handsome young master before him!

Thinking about how long he had been out of the city, when he returned, the young master already had a fifth-rank guard by his side.

It was said that he was now influential in Gushan City, and even the Huang family did not dare to offend him.

How could people not be afraid?

"Well, sit down."

"How dare I? It's fine for me to stand and speak."

The female martial artist brought a stool.

Tang Wen gestured with his eyes, and Liu Bing thanked him repeatedly, carefully sitting on half of the stool.

Once seated, he began to report: "Young Master, this time out of the city, I inspected twenty large and small camps, mines, and pastures. Among them, I arrested one hundred and thirty-five people who oppressed the good and colluded with the powerful..."

Liu Bing spoke in detail, and in the middle, he took out a stack of papers from his sleeve and presented them with both hands.

They contained the operating conditions of each camp, annual income and expenses, etc.

"You've done well. I will send a pharmacist master to check your mother's health and prescribe some nourishing medicinal soup... Also, you must not neglect your martial arts. Someone, bring ten bottles of seventh-rank pills."

Seventh-rank pills were generally made from extraordinary blood marrow, and their medicinal power was much weaker than fresh blood marrow.

But the advantage was that most extraordinary people could receive it.

"Thank you, Young Master!"

Liu Bing stood up, cupped his hands, and saluted, his heart burning with excitement: He had followed the right person.

"There may have been people who didn't obey you before, but the next trip should be much better. Take my token with you! When you arrive in various places, directly report my name!" Tang Wen's status was rising, and he also had a fifth-rank White Tiger by his side, so no one dared to underestimate him.

The White Tiger didn't care about sentiment.

Liu Bing stood up and accepted the order.

The maid re-laid the bowls and chopsticks, and Tang Wen asked him to have breakfast.

Liu Bing was so moved that he was a mess. It wasn't that he was shallow, but people had to be compared to others.

When he was under Zhao Zhe, Zhao Zhe ate breakfast, and he always stood like a lackey.

Not to mention eating, he didn't even have a seat or a glass of water.

The difference in pattern was too great. No wonder even the former mistress, uh, no wonder even Madam Lin followed Young Master Tang.

After reporting and eating, Liu Bing got up to leave.

He said cautiously, "That, Young Master, the weeds in Zhao Zhe's yard have grown wild. Do you think you should arrange some people to clean it up?"

Mentioning Zhao Zhe's yard, Tang Wen naturally thought of the people in the yard.

"How are Lin Shi's father and brothers? Are their injuries better?"

"They are better. This subordinate sent someone to check on them. His father and brothers can already walk on the ground."

"Good. Send someone to clean up the yard. I may go there in the next few days."

"Yes, Young Master."

Liu Bing bowed and left.

It had to be said that having such a subordinate always made Tang Wen feel the joy of being revered.

Returning to the study and handling miscellaneous matters, Tang Wen re-formulated his cultivation plan.

In his martial arts philosophy, martial arts competitions were similar to battlefields.

One must first be invincible before thinking about how to defeat the opponent.

How to be invincible?

Of course, the speed must be fast!

With fast speed, there was an advantage in both escaping and chasing.

Therefore, in the following days, he planned to focus on breaking through the pace mysteries in the Black Night Divine Fist - [Instant Step].

In the morning, Tiger Seven and Tiger Nine brought Tang Wen outside the city.

After several hours of searching, the two tigers found a suitable place.

Two peaks about three hundred steps apart.

This place was deep in the mountains, at least hundreds of miles away.

The twin peaks in front of them were towering and steep, with smooth and high rock walls, like two sharp swords piercing the sky.

"This place is not bad."

"Yes, it's a good place to practice Instant Step."

Tang Wen rode the wind and slowly landed on the mountain peak.

There were only a few meters of space to land on the top of the mountain.

Looking down, he felt dizzy. The thin mist obscured the mountainside, and the bottom was bottomless.

"Huff! It seems I also have acrophobia."

He shook his dizzy head and looked at the opposite side.

There were clouds blocking the short distance of two or three hundred steps.

Fortunately, his eyesight was extraordinary, and he could vaguely see the opposite peak through the clouds.

However, the top of the opposite mountain was even steeper and more dangerous, and the foothold was only two or three meters in size.

Tang Wen couldn't help but swallow: "Seventh Sister, Ninth Sister, is it really useful?"

"Of course, it's useful."

The two white tigers were suspended on the left and right sides, their fluffy heads resting on their tiger paws.

Their agile amber golden eyes were full of a watching-the-show expression, how to look at them, how to carry a kind of schadenfreude feeling.

He looked at his feet. With his physique, if he went all out to accelerate and run, he could rush past the short distance of a few meters.

But after rushing past, if he didn't use other means, he was afraid that he couldn't stop.

Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, Aqi said, "This kind of environment can make you nervous, make you afraid, make you focus, don't think too much, don't overcome fear, try to concentrate and visualize!"

Tang Wen thought for a while, gritted his teeth, and moved to the edge of the mountain, only half a step away from the cliff.

Because as long as there was a little distance to sprint, he could rely on his strong physical fitness to take a clever hard jump.

In that case, it was better not to give himself any chance to take a clever chance.

"Huff, inhale, huff, inhale"

Breathing became heavy.

Tang Wen stared straight ahead and brewed for a long time.

Thirty seconds, one minute, three minutes passed...

The two fifth-rank giant tigers were about to yawn.

"Drink!"

He shouted loudly, his right leg kicked the ground, and his left foot stepped out sharply.

His eyes were half-closed, and his consciousness visualized the action, as if it had been slowed down ten times.

[The figure jumps into the dark corner in the darkness, and then jumps out in an instant. The figure jumping in and out exists almost at the same time]

What is the principle of Instant Step?

Quantum mechanics?

Quantum entanglement?

Step, one foot out, a rapid feeling of falling.

The wind roared from his ears.

Without looking at the experience panel, Tang Wen knew he had failed.

The two white tigers were already laughing.

From their point of view, Tang Wen's facial expressions were very rich, his eyes were particularly firm, and the result was a misstep!

He fell down.

What Instant Step, it was not even as good as a child's jump.

The two white tigers laughed and did not forget Tang Wen.

The breeze turned into an elevator and sent him back to the cliff.

Tang Wen glared at the two white tigers: Laugh, laugh, you are tigers, I won't argue with you!

He was distracted just now!

Come again!

A few minutes later, he adjusted his state like a 100-meter athlete on the Asian Games field.

Sa!

His right leg kicked the ground sharply, and his body jumped directly into the air.

He jumped about dozens of meters away.

Then, like a thrown stone, he fell in an arc.

This was not Instant Step, this was a big jump.

The second time, he was picked up by the wind.

The two white tigers still laughed happily.

The third time, Tang Wen was not reckless.

He knew that his fear of heights was not constant.

In other words, he would soon adapt to this place.

Anyway, he wouldn't die if he jumped down.

It was nothing more than being ridiculed by the two white tigers.

After all, he was different from the tiger clan.

The tiger clan's extraordinary people practiced the wind department's exercises. After jumping down, they had to rely entirely on themselves to control the wind to ensure their safety.

In this case, the pressure was great enough to squeeze potential.

Especially after failing many times, when they were exhausted, they were often more likely to practice Instant Step.

Tang Wen meditated for a while, and then opened his eyes again, as if a long time had passed.

Everything in front of him was brand new.

The third time, jump again!

Brush, swoosh!

Failed again.

Then the fourth time, the fifth time, the sixth time... the thirtieth time.

He was numb!

There was no fear or tension at all.

It was like playing high-altitude bungee jumping.

Safe, exciting, and free.

And the excitement was getting smaller and smaller, gradually approaching zero.

The thirty-first time he was rescued.

The two big white cats, Tiger Seven and Tiger Nine, persuaded him together, "Boy, you are very powerful, you don't need to die on this one skill."

It could be heard that the two white tigers were not good at comforting people.

"What we mean is that the ability of [Instant Step] may be more suitable for the wind department to practice. It's not very friendly to other ability users."

Tang Wen didn't jump again. He knew that this time he came out to learn [Instant Step] with the help of the tiger clan's experience, he could basically declare failure.

"In this way, we will go back to the city first. We will discuss with other people when we go back to see if they have any good ideas."

The two big white cats looked at each other, and with the help of the breeze, they took Tang Wen away from the top of the mountain.

With his head down, Tang Wen was very helpless.

Although the experience panel was powerful, he had to successfully cast a trick once before it could be judged as learned.

Then he could constantly refresh his experience.

Now he couldn't even learn it.

This move doesn't even show up on the experience panel, so there's no chance to grind experience!

I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't come up with a solution.

I felt a sense of frustration, like having a great treasure but no money to woo women.

I opened my eyes and looked at the endless scenery below.

Large and small mountains stood in rows. Suddenly, I saw a stable mountain that looked like a concrete building. A thought flashed in my mind, and I remembered something I had heard a long time ago.

To be precise, it was a trick used by martial arts masters in my previous life to practice martial arts, called—Stealing from Heaven's Secrets!

In my previous life on Blue Star, there was no extraordinary martial arts.

Martial arts masters were also mortal beings.

Faced with hot weapons, they could only grit their teeth and say, "Within seven steps, my fist is faster!"

They had a method of practicing martial arts, which was to practice boxing on the edge of a building's roof, in a small space, with their eyes covered.

Dodging and moving, every step was dangerous.

If they fell from a high building, no one could save them.

This kind of training method between life and death could quickly improve actual combat skills, so it was called "Stealing from Heaven's Secrets."

Tang Wen was inspired and suddenly opened his eyes:

"Seventh Sister, Ninth Sister! Can you seal my five senses?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"