Immortality begins in Goose City

Chapter 85 Attribute Panel

Name: Huang Shujian

[Realm Stage: Awakening Stage (Seven Apertures)]

[Class: Beast Blood Warrior]

[Technique:]

"Tianhu Yushen Sword" (limited)

Nine Heavens Crane Shadow Technique (Breaking Limits)

"The Azure Python Coiling on the Mountain" (Breaking Limits)

Mountain-Crushing Fist (Breaking Limits)

The Complete Bajiquan Manual

"Golden Bell Cover" (Complete)

Skinning and Boiling Knife (Beginner)

Free attribute points: 16

Huang Shujian thought for a moment and then started adding points.

At four o'clock, the "Peeling and Boiling Knife" directly broke the limit.

A flood of insights into knife skills rushed into my mind: how to hold the knife, how to exert force, how to precisely remove bones and skin. This isn't the knife technique for killing; it's the skill of a butcher carving up an ox. But when used well, it's more terrifying than a murderous knife.

The Skinning and Bone-Removing Knife was not a profound martial art to begin with; it was just a butcher's skill. But after breaking through its limits, it underwent a qualitative change.

The limit-breaking technique - the chef cuts off the ox!

With a single, swift stroke, the knife moves like a dragon or a snake, meticulously dissecting even an ox.

Huang Shujian closed his eyes and sensed for a moment, then looked at the other two martial arts techniques.

Both the "Bajiquan Manual" and the "Golden Bell Cover" were already perfected. He added 2 attribute points to each, directly breaking the limit!

Bajiquan Limit Breaking Technique - Bajiquan Chaotic Strikes!

This move unleashed eight punches in an instant, each one connected to the next, with force building up like waves. The power increased with each punch, and the eighth punch was dozens of times stronger than the first.

Golden Bell Shield Limit Breaking Technique - Immovable Golden Bell!

This move instantly mobilizes all the body's energy and blood, concentrating it in a specific part of the body, hardening it like iron. Ordinary swords and knives will at most leave a white mark when they strike, and even if hit by a gun, it can absorb most of the force.

Huang Shujian looked at the attribute panel and saw that he had ten free attribute points left.

At this moment, Zhao Ming approached.

"Young master, the master wants you to have dinner with the young lady and the others."

Huang Shujian responded and went back to his room to take a shower.

……

Inside the restaurant, only three people were seated at the round mahogany dining table: Huang Silang at the head of the table, Huang Shujian on the left, and Lin Zhihua on the right.

Daiyu and Qingwenzi stood to the side, their heads bowed and eyes lowered.

Lin Zhihua glanced at the empty seats and couldn't help but ask, "Father, why didn't you invite Qin Mo to come along? He's my benefactor."

Huang Silang was picking up food when he heard this. He paused, glanced at Lin Zhihua, and continued picking up food without saying anything.

Huang Shujian understood Huang Silang's meaning: Qin Mo was Lin Zhihua's friend, not a guest of the Huang family.

He can stay overnight and eat alone, but he is not qualified to sit at this table.

Huang Silang finished a bite of food, put down his chopsticks, and looked at Lin Zhihua:

"You've learned a lot these past few years in Wanghai, and you're not as afraid of people as you used to be."

The tone was flat, making it impossible to tell whether it was praise or criticism.

Lin Zhihua straightened her back: "I also joined the school's archaeology club and went down into tombs twice with the teacher. That's why I got along so well with Qin Mo, the archaeologist."

She paused, then said, "This time, when the lecherous ape was causing trouble in the sea, I came back to hide and happened to run into Qin Mo."

"He's a master, far superior to the mere skirmishes Shujian had in Goose City."

Huang Shujian's hand, which was holding a piece of food, froze in mid-air.

Lin Zhihua glanced at him and continued, "Father, I think Goose City is too small. Why don't we consider moving the whole family to Wanghai? That's a big city, and Goose City can't compare in any way."

Huang Silang didn't speak, but slowly chewed the food in his mouth.

Seeing that he did not express his opinion, Lin Zhihua continued, "Or, my family could join Huo Shuai's forces, since Huo Shuai's troops are in this area."

Fireman.

The name flashed through Huang Shujian's mind.

The local warlord, with 5,000 troops under his command, occupies thirteen cities in the southwest. In name, he is an army, but in reality, he is just a dog warlord.

"The Fire Marshal is a just man, devoted to serving his country and protecting the people." Lin Zhihua became more and more excited as she spoke.

"The surrounding thirteen cities were not exploited under his rule. If the Huang family could pledge allegiance to Marshal Huo and seek his protection, they would be even safer in the future."

Huang Shujian suddenly spoke up: "Weren't you studying at Wanghai? How do you know about Huo Shuai?"

Lin Zhihua was taken aback, then replied, "Qin Mo told me all of this."

"He has a connection with the Fire Commander. The Fire Commander couldn't bear to levy taxes on the people, so... so he used other methods to raise military funds."

Her voice lowered, as if she found it difficult to speak: "Fortunately, we had Qin Mo, an archaeologist, to direct us. Otherwise, a bunch of ordinary soldiers digging around would have destroyed countless cultural relics."

Huang Shujian sneered.

Unable to bear levying taxes, they resorted to tomb raiding?

That's something you could only fool a three-year-old with. Lin Zhihua isn't a bad person, but she's probably been too bookish and easily brainwashed by Qin Mo.

Huang Silang had been listening intently, but then his gaze shifted, and he suddenly changed the subject:

"The Lu family approached me about the Rong Prince's tomb. I refused."

"I heard that girl Lu Yu is looking for you again, Shujian?"

Lin Zhihua's eyes lit up: "Prince Rong? The Prince Rong from the previous dynasty? I'm preparing for my graduation thesis, and I was planning to research a large tomb. I even considered Prince Rong. Legend has it that he secretly died when he passed through Goose City. Could it be true?"

She looked at Huang Shujian, her eyes fervent: "Shujian, you promised the Lu family? You're going to go into the tomb?"

"The base map isn't out yet, it's too early to talk about this," Huang Shujian said calmly. "Besides, it's not safe for a girl like you to go into a tomb."

"I studied archaeology!" Lin Zhihua retorted. "I don't just sit in a classroom learning; I've gone down into tombs twice with my teachers and even encountered zombies! I'm not some weakling."

Huang Shujian laughed: "You can even solve the problem with zongzi (rice dumplings)? Impressive."

Lin Zhihua sensed the teasing in his words and was about to retort when Huang Silang tapped the table with his chopsticks: "Let's eat."

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable tone.

Lin Zhihua opened her mouth, but ultimately swallowed her words.

Only the soft clinking of bowls and chopsticks remained in the restaurant.

……

After the meal, Huang Shujian returned to his study.

He had just sat down when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The door opened, and Lin Zhihua walked in carrying a cup of coffee. The coffee was steaming and gave off a fragrant aroma.

"Shujian, you must take me with you when it comes to the matter of Prince Rong's tomb." She placed the coffee on the desk.

"I don't have anything to ask of you, but you must agree to this."

"And there's Qin Mo too. He's an archaeologist who knows a lot about the layout of various tombs. He's also an expert and can be a great help."

Huang Shujian didn't speak, he just looked at her.

Lin Zhihua felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, but still insisted, "Even for the sake of my graduation thesis, you should agree."

"Shujian, you don't want to see your sister fail to graduate, do you?"

Just then, singing suddenly began to play in the study.

Melodious, gentle, with a touch of sorrow.

"To the ends of the earth... I search for a kindred spirit..."

Lin Zhihua was taken aback, then exclaimed with delight, "This is the most popular song in Wanghai! 'The Wandering Songstress'! Shujian, you even have this record?"

She looked in the direction of the song and her gaze fell on the gramophone in the corner, but the gramophone was not turned on and the record was quietly placed aside.

The singing continues.

Lin Zhihua turned her head and looked at the source of the sound, at the pottery jar on the wooden shelf in the corner.

At the mouth of the jar, a beautiful woman's head is standing with her mouth open, softly singing:

"The little sister sings while the man plays the piano..."