In this troubled world, I can optimize everything

There was a flash of light, and Chen Heng opened the system backpack.

"I probably won't be able to use this thing..."

Taking out the optimized elixir, Chen Heng thought about it for a while and found that he really didn't need it.

[Revival Pill: Flesh and bones of the living and dead, can heal all injuries]

Opening the bottle cap, a very refreshing aroma hits your face.

"It smells pretty good."

Putting away the bottle of rejuvenating elixir, Chen Heng glanced at the black evil knife beside him.

The optimization button next to Heisha Dao is still gray. It seems that nine times of optimization are not enough to optimize it.

"Practice, practice!"

Chen Heng put away his messy thoughts and began to use the Nine-turn Immortality Kung Fu.

Wutong Shenjiao and Fude Orthodox Church are just minor problems.

The real big problem is yet to come.

There are still sixteen days left before the time agreed between the Wutong Divine Sect and the Ghost Corpse Temple. Chen Heng must speed up the pace of becoming stronger.

Through that secret letter, we learned that the Ghost Corpse Watch was out in force this time.

After all, Qiyang City is also a big commercial city, and it is not comparable to the small Fulai County.

Moreover, Qiyang City's guard strength is not comparable to that of Fulai County.

The strongest person in Fulai County is just an individual, and he has also taken refuge in the Ghost Corpse Temple.

There are several Guangtongxuan in Qiyang City, and there are probably even stronger acquired warriors.

So Chen Heng doesn't plan to escape this time. He plans to end things with the Ghost Corpse Temple.

"I said before, if you come to the Ghost Corpse Temple, I will kill one, and if you come to the Ghost Corpse Temple, I will kill a pair."

"You massacred Fulai County and chased them all the way to Qiyang City."

"I really don't know if I have any conflicts with you."

Chen Heng didn't know if his current strength was a match for the Ghost Corpse Watch.

But all he can do is become stronger.

Only by becoming stronger can we survive in this shitty world.

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Early the next morning, Chen Heng went to Baihu Hall with the secret message seized from the Wutong Divine Sect.

After a night of thinking, Chen Heng decided to unite all the forces that could be united.

Even if he alone could kill all the Ghost Corpses, he would still pay a certain price.

Besides, if there are ready-made thugs and you don’t use them, then that’s not a problem with your brain.

Chen Heng now entered and exited Qi Longhu's meeting hall without even making a briefing. He just opened the door and entered.

Sitting opposite Qi Longhu, Chen Heng just waited for Qi Longhu to speak first.

"Ugh..."

The two were in a stalemate for a while, but Qi Longhu finally lost and let out a long sigh.

"Then go, this is the Red Blood Pill as promised before."

Qi Longhu took out three small porcelain bottles from the drawer of the table and placed them on the table.

"There is also Shigou Village. Just go to Qi Qing and sign the deed."

"I really don't understand you. The Chengbei Iron Mine, Goulan Street and the half-percent shares of the Wuling Merchant Gang are not enough for you?"

"Why do we need that desolate village?"

"I have my own uses, so you don't need to worry about it, Brother Qi."

Putting away the three small porcelain bottles on the table, Chen Heng chuckled.

"By the way, I have one more thing to tell you. Don't get excited."

Chen Heng took out the secret letter, opened it and placed it in front of Qi Longhu.

"You're kidding, am I the kind of person who gets easily excited?"

Qi Longhu was a little dismissive.

He has competed with the Wutong Theology and the Ford Orthodox Church, so what else is there to fear?

Picking up the secret letter, Qi Longhu's face slowly turned from indifferent at the beginning to as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Really?" Qi Longhu swallowed, his fingers trembling.

"I don't know, but I can't help but be careful."

Chen Heng shook his head. He was actually not sure whether the Ghost Corpse Temple would come.

But it's better to be on guard against those lunatics.

"I can't even live a quiet day..."

Qi Longhu now only feels like he has a splitting headache.

I just finished dealing with Wutong Shenjiao and Fude Orthodox Church last night.

Yes, there are those traitors from Suzaku Hall.

As a result, this kid brought himself an even more terrible trouble today.

This Ghost Corpse Temple is an extremely famous group of evil cultivators within a thousand miles.

They do all kinds of evil, and their favorite thing is to massacre cities, and then use those dead people with great resentments to refine ghosts and corpses.

"I can't make the decision on this matter. I can only report it to the gang leader."

As soon as Qi Longhu finished saying this, he remembered the news that an internal affairs envoy sent to him this morning.

"It's over, Qiyang City is over..."

Throwing the secret letter on the table, Qi Longhu leaned back on the chair and stopped thinking.

"What's wrong?" Chen Heng was a little confused. Why did Qi Longhu suddenly become discouraged?

"By the way, the messenger shouldn't have arrived at your house yet."

Qi Longhu straightened up and told Gou Longxun that his life was approaching.

"Ah?" A row of question marks appeared above Chen Heng's head.

He couldn't understand it, not at all.

How can a martial arts breakthrough cost someone's life?

From the moment he entered martial arts, he never felt any so-called bottleneck.

The realm is pushed forward all the way, without any sense of blockage.

Well, if you optimize these bottles of Red Blood Pills into Hundred-Refined Red Blood Pills, you will probably achieve a breakthrough the day after tomorrow.

"Ha." Qi Longhu sneered, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"Do you think everyone is like you?"

"Sixteen-year-old Tongxuan's hard skills are even harder than that old bastard Wu Tianba."

"Every time we warriors with average talent break through the realm, half our lives will be lost."

"Not to mention the gang leader's breakthrough with injuries."

"Damn it, geniuses like you are the most annoying."

"No, you should be a monster."

Qi Longhu now acted like an awkward little girl, turning his head and deliberately not looking at Chen Heng.

"..." The corners of Chen Heng's mouth twitched. Qi Longhu's current appearance was really eye-catching.

Can you imagine a strong man in his nineties, covered in muscles, and extremely tall, acting coquettishly with you?

Anyway, this is how Chen Heng feels when he looks at Qi Longhu now.

"Brother Qi, do you think that if all the injuries on the hall master's body are recovered, will he be able to break through the innateness?"

Chen Heng suddenly remembered the recovery pill he had optimized last night.

"Nonsense, the old gang leader fell to the day after tomorrow because of a hidden injury."

"Once the injury is healed, recovery is inevitable."

"That's easy." Chen Heng clapped his hands and took out a bottle of pills from his pocket.

"What is this?" Qi Longhu sat up straight, picked up the bottle of elixir and pondered over it.

"This elixir is called the Rejuvenation Pill. It can revive human flesh and bones, and can heal all injuries."

Chen Heng directly repeated the system description.

"You brag and don't draft, right?"

Qi Longhu rolled his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

"Why do I feel like you are just trying to find someone to try the medicine on your own?"

"Let me tell you, although the gang leader is full of hidden wounds, he is also the founder of the Five Spirit Gang."

"For this kind of drug-testing job, you can just find an inmate in the prison."

"What should I do if the gangster wants to eat something good or bad?"