Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races-Chapter 60: Chaos in Celestial Yang, Citywide Manhunt, Breaking Through Third Grade Peak, Power to Slay Sixth Grade Quasi-Grandmasters

Chapter 60: Chapter 60: Chaos in Celestial Yang, Citywide Manhunt, Breaking Through Third Grade Peak, Power to Slay Sixth Grade Quasi-Grandmasters

Three days later.

Celestial Yang City, a secret location.

A group of cultists gathered for a meeting, which quickly turned into collective cursing.

"Damn it! Where the hell is Lin Ping’an hiding? Why can’t we find him?"

"Cunning! This is too cunning! He’s not in that old neighborhood at all! And he hasn’t returned there either!"

"Strange! This is really strange! Could it be that he knows we want to kill him? So he’s hiding?"

"Keep searching! We must dig him out! Otherwise, if he gets to the Great Xia Academy, we won’t be able to kill him!"

"That’s right! Even if there was a way, it wouldn’t involve us. This is our only chance! We must find Lin Ping’an!"

"..."

However, when it came to how to find him, the cultists fell silent.

There was only one answer, and that was that there was no way!

Although Celestial Yang City is small, it still has a population of hundreds of thousands. How easy is it to find one person among them?

After a round of discussion, everyone left. They could only continue using the same old methods, deploying whatever underlings they could, searching little by little.

In the days that followed, people seemed to be scouting the streets for something.

Outside the neighborhood where Lin Ping’an used to live, there were also people hiding in the shadows.

Meanwhile,

The law enforcement personnel of the Celestial Yang Martial Arts Association also noticed the anomalies, mobilizing official forces and successfully capturing quite a few cultists.

Unfortunately, those captured alive were mostly from the lowest ranks and didn’t have much information.

But even this revealed the cultists’ intentions and targets.

The new genius of Celestial Ocean City, First Grade Civilization Master Lin Ping’an.

This news shocked the high-levels and presidents of both the Civilization Master Association and the Martial Arts Association.

"What? These damn cultists? They’re seeking their own doom! Search, search, search! Find all these beasts!"

"They actually dare to target the pride of Celestial Yang City? Kill, kill, kill! Wipe them all out!"

"Damn cultists! They’re on a path to destruction! Search the entire city!"

"..."

Two locations echoed with similar roars, depicting identical scenes.

In their eyes, regardless of their reservations about this new genius’s future,

Lin Ping’an currently represents the pride of Celestial Yang City.

He’s also the new martial arts champion, a special recruit of the Great Xia Academy, and the youngest First Grade Civilization Master in history.

No matter which identity you consider, nothing must happen to him.

At this moment, the cult’s attempt to create chaos is nothing short of a suicidal act.

Due to various reasons, Celestial Yang City immediately launched its largest-ever anti-cult action, with the Martial Arts Association and the Civilization Master Association joining forces to hunt down the cultists.

For a while, the streets and alleys of the city were filled with law enforcement officers patrolling back and forth.

Many cultists were discovered on the spot, and naturally, battles ensued.

In comparison, the law enforcement officers were much stronger in combat; not an absolute crush, but close enough.

Of course, both associations tried to contact Lin Ping’an, the root cause of all this, but they couldn’t reach him by phone.

However, compared to the cultists, the associations had many more ways to find someone.

Online searches, phone tracking, and in no time at all, they successfully located Lin Ping’an.

Meanwhile, Lin Ping’an was completely unaware of what was happening outside.

At this moment, he was deeply engrossed in cultivation, refining his skull with every passing moment.

...21 pieces...25 pieces...29 pieces...

With the last bone refined, his entire Qi Blood surged in an instant.

At the same time, all 62 lower limb bones, 64 upper limb bones, 51 trunk bones, and 29 skull bones emitted a faint glow.

With a series of cracking sounds, all 206 bones in his body connected as a whole, and a layer of grayish-white impurities surfaced on his skin again.

Additionally, his Qi Blood intensity underwent another transformation, much stronger than before.

Moments later, Lin Ping’an slowly opened his eyes.

He checked his physical condition, felt his strength, and smiled deeply.

"Third Grade Peak! Very good! Next, it’s time to report to the Great Xia Academy early!"

"Knowledge above Middle Tier Martial Artists is only available there."

"And the Space Ring that Director Su promised, as well as the free exchange of the Lower Third Grades of Martial Arts Knowledge, it’s time to claim them."

Subsequently, he opened the attribute panel.

[Name: Lin Ping’an]

[Qi Blood: 18,000 Cards]

[Martial Arts Realm: Third Grade Peak (Ninth Body Tempering, One-Time Bone Tempering)]

[Created Techniques: Painful Demon Body (Yellow Level), Concealing Breath Technique (Yellow Level), Stealth Technique (Profound Level), Immortal Evil Demon Body (Earth Level), Abi Dao Three Blades (Earth Level), Divine Concealment Technique (Earth Level)]

[Civilization Value: 125,890]

Qi Blood Value was a full 18,000 Cards, almost matching a normal Fifth Grade Peak martial artist.

With the power of the Abi Dao Three Blades added, Lin Ping’an was confident he could kill a Sixth Grade Quasi-Grandmaster Level martial artist.

The Sixth Grade heavily injured Evil Cult Envoy that Su Changge had killed before, Lin Ping’an could now similarly slay with surprise.

Lin Ping’an believed that his currently hidden true strength offered him basic self-preservation capabilities.

As long as he didn’t act recklessly, nothing would happen within the human race.

As for the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, where Middle-High Tier beings roamed freely, he wasn’t planning to enter it too early.

After all, with Lin Ping’an’s character, he never fought battles without certainty.

Moreover, his path was about continuously creating techniques, spreading them widely for more people to cultivate, enhancing the overall strength of the human race, not fighting alone.

After a breath’s time, Lin Ping’an focused his attention on the One-Time Bone Tempering and fell into thought.

"One-Time Bone Tempering? Could it be similar to Body Tempering? Can bones be further refined?"

"Forget it, no rush. I’ll research it slowly once I reach the Great Xia Academy."

Muttering to himself, he walked into the bathroom to wash off the impurities.

After several minutes, he donned a bathrobe, walked into the living room, and before he could do anything, there was a knock on the door.

Feeling the familiar auras outside, Lin Ping’an calmly walked over and opened the door.

As expected, standing outside were the presidents of the Martial Arts Association and the Civilization Master Association, along with several high-level members from both associations.

"Hahaha... Lin, you’re indeed here!"

"Student Lin Ping’an, long time no see, change your clothes and come with us!"

"..."

Hearing this, Lin Ping’an felt intrigued, his eyes showing a hint of confusion.

In response, the two presidents quickly explained when they saw his expression.

"Lin, you’re currently in great danger. Lately, the cultists in Celestial Yang City have been acting like madmen, constantly searching for you."

"That’s right! Those beasts are surely plotting something! Come back to the Martial Arts Association with me! There will be a team of specialized law enforcement personnel to protect you."

"Old fool! What are you talking about? Lin Ping’an here is a Civilization Master; obviously, he’s coming back to the Civilization Master Association with me. Do you think we can’t protect him?"

"Hmph! You guy! Can you not bicker at every turn? Is this the time to divide us?"

"..."

The two bickered as they spoke.

On the other side, Lin Ping’an looked on speechlessly, thinking to himself.

You guys, with your strength barely reaching Fourth and Fifth Grade Ordinary Martial Artists, are here to specifically protect me, someone who can kill a Sixth Grade entity?