I Have A Martial Dao World

Lu Yao flipped through the newspaper.

Su Erya stood by, sneaking glances at him.

[Once I achieve Organ Refining, I will be able to help Uncle-Master~]

Despite the passing of time, Erya could clearly recall—how she had knelt at the doors of 11 martial arts schools asking for help, till she lacked even the strength to kneel, and only the man before her had avenged her.

She longed to grow up quickly to repay Lu Yao's kindness.

Just as the young girl was blushing and stealthily peeking at her Uncle-Master, three Spiritual Sparrowhawks swooped down from the sky into the pavilion.

The Spiritual Sparrowhawks flocked around Lu Yao, fawning over him and nudging Su Erya aside with their rumps.

Erya was so angry that smoke seemed to be billowing from her orifices, but she knew these three favored creatures were in high spirits, and she dared not say anything.

Feeling an itch in her bones, the young girl simply bowed to her Uncle-Master and went off to practice her boxing.

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Lu Yao affectionately massaged the Spiritual Sparrowhawks.

They were now 1.8 meters long with a wingspan of 4 meters and still growing, truly magnificent creatures.

They would soon try to advance to the Blood-Exchange Realm.

"Spirit Birds at the Blood-Exchange Realm can grow to 5 meters in length with a wingspan of more than 10 meters. The owner can sit comfortably on the back of the Spiritual Sparrowhawk and enjoy the thrill of flight."

"However, this step... is indeed difficult."

Like humans, Spiritual Sparrowhawk's advancement to the Blood-Exchange Realm is a major hurdle, fraught with great risk.

The difficulty lies in cleansing the brain marrow and spinal cord. Lu Yao could assist with the spinal cord, but the brain marrow would depend entirely on the birds themselves.

Although the Spiritual Sparrowhawks were intelligent, they certainly weren't as smart as humans.

Their intelligence was equivalent to that of children in first or second grade, making the cleansing of their brain marrow exceedingly perilous.

As he pondered, Lu Yao finished massaging the Spiritual Sparrowhawks quickly with both hands.

Not yet satisfied after enjoying the massage, they continued to circle their master, begging for food.

Lu Yao took out a handful of Wisdom Spirit Pills, which were all pecked away in the blink of an eye.

"I'm running out of Blood Cores again... I wonder how Fu Fangsheng and the others are doing and if they've had any recent gains."

Last time they met, Fu Fangsheng and the two others brought him a large pack of Blood Cores which had lasted until now.

The three brothers were investigating the human trafficking by the Western Church and had killed many Western demon beasts, hence the plentiful harvest of Blood Cores.

Seeing his pets' "food reserves" dwindling, Lu Yao missed them dearly.

And coincidentally, there was news of them in the newspaper—but an entire page was dedicated to wanted posters—

[Reward for Capture]

[Criminals: Fu Fangsheng, Zhao Sanduo, Monk Ben Ming]

The newspaper devoted an entire page to publishing clear frontal photos of the three, with the accusation: committing arson and murder, utterly heinous crimes.

Below, the prominent reward in silver taels—two thousand taels for each person!

The bounty was not offered by the government but by the Church, foreign firms, foreign merchants, and certain wealthy families and gangs within the country.

"Not bad, the bounty has gone up. I remember it was 1500 taels per person when we last met."

Lu Yao looked at the wanted posters of the three in the newspaper, and chuckled lightly, "Judging by the reward amount, they must have had a substantial gain, and they will surely bring me a lot of Blood Cores."

After resting a while and recovering his Inner Breath, Lu Yao was about to resume training when he saw the earlier departing Su Erya hurrying back, with an urgent expression.

"Uncle-Master, Fu Fangsheng and Zhao Sanduo, two masters, have arrived carrying Monk Ben Ming. I've arranged for them to settle in the side building..."

"Talk about calling them to mind."

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Lu Yao, upon hearing the words, immediately rose to his feet, "I will go take a look, and you go tell your master again."

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Lu Yao flashed several times before arriving at the side courtyard.

It was very quiet here. Just now the longed-for Fu Fangsheng and his two companions were right before his eyes, except that their situation did not look good.

Monk Ben Ming had a pale face, with a purple-black hole the size of a bowl at his chest, continuously oozing black pus and blood.

His neck and face bulged with veins like earthworms, clearly protruding from the skin and turning pitch black.

A thick ink-like substance crept along the veins towards the depths of the body. Monk Ben Ming's entire frame seemed like a withered plant in decline, the outlook appearing dire.

Zhao Sanduo was supporting him with a look of sorrow, propping him up against the wall; while Fu Fang looked somewhat dazed, his eyes lacking focus.

"Namo Amitabha," Monk Ben Ming recited the name of the Buddha, attempting to bring his hands together in prayer, but his body could not manage such a simple gesture anymore.

"Exorcising demon beasts is the duty of a monk; there is no need for sorrow. Later, cremate my body and take it to Fahua Temple to find my master..."

As Monk Ben Ming spoke, he coughed up a mouthful of foul-smelling black blood, yet his face began to turn ruddy as he raised his voice:

"That demon beast... even an Innate Martial Artist is no match... Do not further risk your lives! Remember, remember!"

Zhao Sanduo's sorrow deepened; he knew this was a sign of a fleeting rally before death.

Lu Yao, without a word, reached out to use his Mind Force to look inside, feeling that Monk Ben Ming's current condition was extremely grave, like an ordinary person injected with a large dose of 'Paraquat'."

He had seen this ink-like foul substance before; it was what the Withering Bullets carried, except that this time it was exceptionally thick and had already permeated the entire body.

Lu Yao immediately shouted, "Bring over 5000 silver taels!"

This shout was like thunder, and Liao Ya and her two sisters, who were rushing over after receiving the news, heard it and immediately brought the silver over as quickly as possible.

Monk Ben Ming grasped Lu Yao's hand, earnestly pleading, "Young Master Lu, do not waste efforts, it's no use..."

Lu Yao said with conviction, "Rest assured, let me try!"

Zhao Sanduo also echoed loudly, "Let Young Master Lu give it a try! I refuse to believe the heavens are so blind!"

When Liao Ya arrived with the silver, she could tell what was happening and promptly placed a piece on the wound.

With a sizzle, the silver melted like a pat of butter thrown onto a red-hot iron pan, instantly emitting white smoke and disintegrating.

But the wound showed no improvement! Liao Ya placed another piece with the same result – ineffective.

Lu Yao frowned and said, "The wound is not the crux! There is something strange inside the monk's body; it is transforming his body into nourishment for itself, to grow stronger."

At that moment, Monk Ben Ming entered a dying state, with the powerful life force of the Blood-Exchange Realm barely keeping him in this world, but he had already lost consciousness.

Looking up, Lu Yao said solemnly, "Keep applying silver to the wound; albeit ineffective, we must continue, at least to prevent the monk from dying! I will go get something, you all hang in there until I return!"

He was about to leave the room when Fu Fang suddenly raised his head, his face distorted with his teeth tightly clenched, "Lu Yao! You must save him! It's my fault... the demon beast that attacked was my younger sister..."

"Rest assured!" Lu Yao nodded and hurriedly left.

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Blue Star, Yukolun.

Lu Yao teleported back and immediately dashed toward Kiev's direction while taking out his phone to dial Sanna's number.

An excited voice came from the other end, "You're still in Yukolun!? There's such a big storm on your end."

"Sanna, I need your help with something. Go to the hospital right now and purchase 'Nanosilver Solution'."

"Ah? Oh, I am on it," she replied.

"Get as much as you can, we'll meet at 'Independence Square'."

The frozen ground that was hard as rock from the snow cover was indented deeply by Lu Yao's footsteps as he sped on to acquire the "miracle cure."

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