Comprehension Ability: Creating the Five Thunders Technique in Reality

If they have such a mentality, instead of giving them treasures, Lin Beichen would prefer they find a psychologist to guide their mental state.

Because in the countless years to come, these people will need to get accustomed to it.

Liu Nuyan would resist, but Lin Beichen is not angry.

After all, his behavior today is meant to provoke these families, to make them understand a principle.

He is not someone they can easily manipulate.

"Young Master Lin, I know I was wrong, please give me another chance!"

Liu Nuyan did not know what Lin Beichen was thinking, but the few seconds of Lin Beichen's silence were undoubtedly the most difficult seconds of his life.

"Your attitude is quite good."

Lin Beichen replied casually.

Liu Nuyan was overjoyed and looked at Lin Beichen with surprise.

However, just as he wanted to thank him, he saw Lin Beichen frown.

"But your face covered in blood is too ugly. A person like you, each family should have many, let's find a more pleasing one to serve me."

Huh?

Liu Nuyan was slightly puzzled, seemingly not reacting.

A large hand suddenly grabbed his head.

With a crack.

Liu Nuyan's body stiffened abruptly, then fell silently.

Blood flowed from between the wooden man's fingers, along with some suspicious brain matter.

The wooden man casually flicked it, and Liu Nuyan's corpse sank into the river.

Zhao Weinan and Zhao Baiying stood in place, stunned, not expecting Lin Beichen to kill so casually.

Dragon Sleep River is a rare dating spot.

However, tonight, blood is drifting, and from within the dense forest, cries seem to come intermittently.

Lin Beichen stood by the lakeside, silently watching the ripples in the lake, his eyes full of calm.

The Five Elements Technique did not improve.

Because the people brought by Liu Nuyan were too weak.

But Lin Beichen didn't expect to rely on them to improve his enlightenment.

On the contrary, Lin Beichen was very satisfied with tonight's encounter.

He created the wooden man to clear the trash for him.

Liu Nuyan and the others proved the wooden man is very useful.

Lin Beichen would no longer need to handle these trivial matters personally, he only needed to casually issue a command, and the wooden man would do it for him.

In the dense forest.

Zhao Yicheng ran madly.

He had been running at full speed for more than half an hour.

At full burst, human endurance doesn't last more than a few minutes.

Even though Zhao Yicheng trained daily and took many supplements, his full-speed endurance lasted only about ten minutes.

At this moment, he felt pain in his lungs and his body was warning him not to push it further.

But Zhao Yicheng didn't dare to stop.

Continuing to push his body might lead to exhaustion and injury, but stopping might lead to death.

Too terrifying.

Can there really be such a terrifying person in the world?

The more Zhao Yicheng thought, the more fearful he became.

Whether it was Liu Nuyan or the Arhat, they were famed experts in the Imperial Capital's mercenary realm.

Which of them didn't have dozens of lives in their hands?

They were usually arrogant, but in the hands of the wooden man, they were like eggs, easily crushed.

"Arhat is an Extraordinary Realm martial artist, his body trained to the extreme, but..."

Thinking of Arhat's tragic death, Zhao Yicheng shivered.

After running for half an hour, Zhao Yicheng finally escaped from the dense forest and returned to Zhongcheng Hall.

On the steps, a woman sat quietly in the moonlight with a wooden blade in her hand.

Seeing Zhao Yicheng return, the woman slowly raised her head, placed the wooden blade by her feet, and said calmly:

"Did you succeed?"

Zhao Yicheng stopped, silently looking at Mrs. Qi, with a hint of amazement in his eyes.

Many people couldn't understand Mrs. Qi's beauty, thinking she was merely pretty.

But Zhao Yicheng felt that Mrs. Qi was a rare beauty from the heavens.

It wasn't just a facade, it was also her demeanor and presence.

And Mrs. Qi's demeanor and presence had been trained to the extreme.

Though she was a woman, her strength probably surpassed countless men.

"Mrs. Qi, I'm sorry, we failed..."

"Northwest Arhat's physical body was trained to the utmost, a true extraordinary martial artist, but in Lin Beichen's bodyguard's hands, he couldn't last a single round!"

"You were right, behind this young man is probably the legendary Immortal!"

As soon as Zhao Yicheng finished speaking, Mrs. Qi abruptly stood up, her calm face showing a hint of shock.

"Can you be sure?"

Mrs. Qi asked coldly.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yicheng silently nodded.

He seemed to realize something, just about to speak, but suddenly felt the rolling Celestial Thunder.

Zhao Yicheng looked up, only to see the night sky suddenly become dense, a cluster of black clouds gathering above his head.

Among the rolling clouds, a thin strand of lightning suddenly descended.

Like a needle, the lightning struck Zhao Yicheng's head instantly.

Zhao Yicheng trembled, falling to the ground with a thud, lifeless.

Mrs. Qi instantly retreated, all her demeanor and presence vanished in that moment, becoming merely a darting frog.

Mrs. Qi looked up in terror towards the sky, trembling violently.

"Immortal, Immortals truly exist."

A storm surged in Mrs. Qi's heart.

Medicine Immortal Pavilion had existed for thousands of years.

A clan existing for thousands of years wasn't some nebulous claim.

Every clan had countless branches and schools.

One branch of a clan might gain power in one dynasty, while another might gain power in another.

They had resources and opportunities, always able to cultivate talent.

Throughout history, innumerable people have left their names; if examined closely, their clans and forces have always lingered above history.

Among them were both heroic figures and heinous villains.

Regardless of their evaluation, they remained a part of history, the strongest clans of their time.

The Medicine Immortal Pavilion was one such existence.

Mrs. Qi's clan had many ancient texts, records of firsthand experiences by family predecessors.

Many had speculated in these texts, speculating that extraordinary beings must exist in this world.

Mrs. Qi hadn't believed before.

In this era, technology was highly advanced; people could even map every island in the world.

She still remembered discussing this matter with the clan elder before coming to the Imperial Capital this time.

She argued that there were no secrets left in the world, what was the point of keeping the clan mysterious?

That the clan should reveal its identity, gather most resources around them, and pursue the exploration of the stars.

But the elder laughed at her, calling her a frog in a well.

"You think there are no secrets in this world, but do you know that even though humanity is about to breach 10 billion and could reach the moon, there's still at least 50% of the earth's land we have not set foot on?"

"Do you know that even though we explore thousands and tens of thousands of meters into the sea, below 300 meters remains mysterious to us?"

"Do you know that despite cataloging millions of species of flora and fauna, these only account for about 20% of what exists in nature?"

The elder spoke earnestly, presenting factual data with each statement.

Mrs. Qi was deeply shocked at the time but felt unreal afterwards.

She thought the elder was deceiving her.

But now, as she watched the flickering lightning, she suddenly felt like an insignificant ant.

The elder was right.

The secrets they had spent millennia exploring were but the small perspective of a frog in a well compared to the power of heaven and earth.

By the lakeside, Lin Beichen slowly retracted his hand.

A strand of electricity swirled around his hand.

Crossing space and distance, using the lightning to lock onto the opponent's aura.

This was a technique he conceived when he first comprehended the power of heaven and earth, a skill to kill from a thousand miles away.

Though he was not very proficient at using it.

"Lin Beichen, do you want a cigarette?"

Zhao Weinan asked curiously.

She was some distance from Lin Beichen, seeing a flash in his hand, thinking he was using a lighter.

Lin Beichen glanced at her, looked towards the depths of the lake, and smiled indifferently.

"Let's go, this place is not suitable for talking."

As Lin Beichen left, a specially designed submarine slowly rose from the lake shore.

The submarine door opened, revealing an incredibly handsome face.

Zhao Wuxing!