To achieve immortality, I cultivate using Qi Luck

Chapter 823: Chapter 354 Refining to Repel the Enemy

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“Kill!”

Wang Hu shouted at the top of his lungs and swung his heavy saber with all his might, causing the enemy in front to stagger. Seizing the opportunity, he thrust the long saber forward, burying it into the enemy’s chest.

With a whoosh, he withdrew the saber.

The enemy, whose chest had been pierced, fell to the ground, body twitching slightly, eyes filled with disbelief as they locked onto Wang Hu.

The mouth opened, blood pouring out, before he collapsed powerless onto the ground.

However, Wang Hu scarcely gave a glance at the scene. After killing the enemy, he turned around and saw that his comrades were all engaged in battle with their own adversaries.

On top of the city wall battlements, two more Ning bandits had climbed up. They looked around and, noticing Wang Hu standing alone, their eyes lit up.

Then, with fierce expressions, they coordinated their attack and charged at him.

Seeing this, Wang Hu took a deep breath, clenched his teeth, and, instead of retreating, simply picked up a metal shield from the ground and roared as he charged forward.

Steel clashed against steel, the sounds of battle as fiery as a pyre.

Amidst the roars and howls, accompanied by clear gong sounds from outside the city, the Ning bandits on the city walls received the signal and retreated like the tide.

Wang Hu forced the Ning bandit back with a single blow and watched as his opponent’s silhouette quickly disappeared. He stood motionless, just like his nearby comrades, without any intent to pursue.

Only after all the Ning bandits had retreated from the city walls and moved far away did everyone seem to release a breath of relief, collapsing to sit directly on the ground.

Wang Hu found a spot by the battlements, leaned his back against the wall, his chest rising and falling as he sat there exhausted.

“You alright?”

At that moment, Sergeant Ge Liang came by and upon seeing Wang Hu’s weary state, looked him up and down. After noticing no obvious wounds, he smiled and then sat beside him.

“I’m fine.”

Wang Hu nodded, too tired to even engage in much conversation.

The recent skirmish lasted for a moment.

Though this sounded brief, on the battlefield, isn’t every strike made with full force?

Even a momentary battle equates to an individual mustering all their Essence, Qi, and Spirit, exhausting everything in a life-and-death struggle. The toll on one’s energy and mind is immense.

Just a brief moment left Wang Hu aching all over.

“That’s how it is on the battlefield,” Sergeant Ge Liang said as he patted Wang Hu’s shoulder. He then removed a water flask from his waist, unscrewed the cap, and the fragrant smell of wine wafted out. He took a big gulp before offering it to Wang Hu, “This is Green Bee Brew from Zui Xiang Ju in the city, it costs two silver taels for just half a kilogram. Want to try some?”

Without any pretense, Wang Hu took the flask and guzzled it down greedily.

After exerting so much effort, his whole body was drenched in sweat, his throat and chest felt as if they were on fire, parched with thirst.

However, seeing Wang Hu’s ravenous drinking, Ge Liang’s eyes expressed a hint of distress.

He quickly snatched back the flask and, noting the dwindling contents, carefully poured out a small amount before sipping it and contentedly said, “This Green Bee Brew has a lingering taste, drinking it in gulps like water won’t let you appreciate its flavor.

You should drink it slowly like I do to truly savor the taste and relish the enduring spirit of the wine.”

Ge Liang shared his drinking philosophy and then sighed lightly upon seeing Wang Hu’s indifferent expression.

Knowing the lad wasn’t one for the pleasures of alcohol, he stopped pressing the issue and changed the subject, “I see your Vitality is robust, and an intimidating aura surrounds you, seems like your Black Tiger Power is close to achieving major success, right?”

Black Tiger Power was a popular low-tier Cultivation Technique within the Chu State army, rated merely third-rate.

Though simple to begin with and with a rapid cultivation pace, the technique’s main requirement was constant advancement in one’s Cultivation through life-and-death combat, including methods that tapped into one’s essence blood, potential, and even Lifespan to rapidly enhance Inner Strength.

For soldiers in the army, constantly walking the line between life and death, dying in battle at any moment, it was rare to survive to a natural death—one among a hundred could be considered lucky.

Therefore, for soldiers, the drawbacks of such a technique couldn’t really be considered drawbacks at all.

After all, without strength, one battle could mean death in their teens or twenties.

Yet, with sufficient strength, one could slay enemies and protect oneself on the battlefield. Even if it cost them their potential and left them wracked with ailments in old age, they could still live to see their forties, effectively doubling their lifespan.

“It’s true, fighting continuously with the Ning bandits these past days and taking down ten of them, drawing on the Blood Killing Qi, I should be about to unlock the second of my meridians. Once the Black Tiger Power achieves major success, I’ll step into the rank of third-tier Martial Artists.” As he spoke of his Cultivation, Wang Hu’s normally stoic face couldn’t help but exhibit a smile.

For some, engaging formidable foes, honing their martial skills, and continually making breakthroughs is the greatest joy in life.

Wang Hu was just such a person.

“You’ve slain many enemies these days, accumulating enough merit. Once your Black Tiger Power reaches major success, you can exchange it for the Tiger Slaughter Technique from the Sergeant.

The Tiger Slaughter Technique is an advanced version of the Black Tiger Power, ranked second-tier. Many Sergeants and Camp Leaders in the army practice it.

With your Innate Talent, you might truly comprehend its essence in the future and advance to the realm of second-tier experts.”

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