Chapter 116: Martial Monk Hall, Jue Ming

"By the way, the third layer of the Vajra Bright King Technique also has a special skill."

Yang Ling focused his mind, and his Vital Qi began to surge.

Vajra Indestructible Body, activate!

Boom—

The blood flow throughout his body became like a surging ocean, instantly rushing to every tiny capillary.

A faint golden phenomenon slowly appeared on Yang Ling's skin.

"The skill description says defense increases tenfold..."

Yang Ling thought for a moment, then immediately called for Little White.

Not long after, Little White flew over, tilting its head to look at Yang Ling.

"Little White, use Whirlwind Slash on me. Aim here."

Yang Ling rolled up his sleeve and extended his arm.

Little White was stunned at first, seeming a bit hesitant.

"It's fine, come on."

Yang Ling urged.

Seeing this, Little White immediately used Whirlwind Slash on Yang Ling's arm.

Clang—

A sound of metal clashing rang out.

Sparks flew everywhere. On Yang Ling's arm, only white marks appeared, with no injury at all!

Little White was immediately quite astonished.

"Tenfold defense, that's incredible."

Yang Ling murmured to himself.

On the Status Panel, his HP hadn't dropped at all.

However, his Vital Qi had dropped by several points.

This indicated that the duration of the Vajra Indestructible Body was related to the attacks received.

The stronger the attack, the greater the Vital Qi consumption, and the shorter the skill's duration!

"Little White's attack just now was about on par with a Ninth-Rank martial artist..."

Yang Ling thought for a moment, took the Hand Crossbow from his waist, aimed it at his own palm, and pulled the trigger.

Thud—

The sharp arrowhead half-buried itself in his palm.

Blood immediately welled up.

Yang Ling felt a sharp pain, and his HP suddenly dropped by 5 points!

"Not bad. This hand crossbow can kill a Seventh-Rank martial artist, yet it couldn't even pierce through my palm."

"For similar attacks, as long as I avoid a few vital spots while the Vajra Indestructible Body is active, such sneak attacks are no longer much of a threat to me."

Yang Ling retrieved the crossbow bolt and took out a bottle of Golden Sore Medicine to apply externally.

A minor injury like this would heal in no time, it was nothing.

Through this test, he roughly understood the upper limit of his defensive capability.

"Not suitable for prolonged battles, but if I can utilize this during a fight, even for just an instant, it can produce an excellent effect."

Yang Ling was overall very satisfied with this upgrade.

"There are still five Foundation Consolidation Pills left. If time is sufficiently ample, they can be used to increase the experience for the Divine Ape Contemplation Diagram..."

As he was thinking this, suddenly, a stream of icy energy poured into Yang Ling's body.

This energy was extremely robust, so robust that Yang Ling felt as if he had fallen into water, his entire body feeling cool!

Wave after wave of energy continuously increased Yang Ling's experience points!

「Congratulations, you have leveled up, obtained 1 Free Attribute Point」

Yang Ling was slightly startled. Three levels in a row?

"It seems that case is settled. It must have just concluded."

Yang Ling already understood where the experience points came from.

The case of He Dongfeng wasn't major, but it wasn't minor either.

The Rong tribe spies involved numbered at least several hundred!

This time, he played a crucial role in the case.

Therefore, after the case concluded, the Divine Realm awarded him the experience points he deserved.

Yang Ling opened his Status Panel:

Character: Yang Ling

Profession: Constable (Beast Tamer)

Level: 37

Free Attribute Points: 23

Strength: 11

Agility: 30

Spirit: 60

Exclusive Skill: Insight x3

Martial Arts: Vajra Bright King Technique (Flawless Proficiency)

Experience: 0/100000

Divine Ape Contemplation Diagram (Comprehensive Mastery)

Experience: 240/10000

Boulder Crushing Fist (Comprehensive Mastery)

Proficiency: 202/10000

Tiger-Capturing Saber Technique (Flawless Proficiency)

Proficiency: 320/100000

Ethereal Steps (Flawless Proficiency)

Proficiency: 15700/100000

Twelve Paths Vajra Legs (Flawless Proficiency)

Proficiency: 160/100000

HP: 1110 (200)

Vital Qi: 200

"Level 37..."

A smile appeared on Yang Ling's face.

During this time, the Divine Realm Level Ranking had also seen some changes, but they weren't significant.

Now, the gap between him and the second-place Lin Caiyi was growing larger and larger.

The Level 40 treasure chest was reserved for him; no one could snatch it away.

Thinking this, Yang Ling opened the Divine Realm Level Ranking for a look:

【Divine Realm Level Ranking】

【001: Ironclad Department, Yang Ling, Level 37, Profession: Constable】

【002: Nine Immortals Dao Palace, Lin Caiyi, Level 30, Profession: Daoist】

【003: Extreme Flame Sword Manor, Jiang Tian'ai, Level 30, Profession: Swordsman】

【004: Divine Sect, Zhang Shendao, Level 30, Profession: Assassin】

【005: Arhat Temple, Li Shou, Level 30, Profession: Berserk Monk】

【006: Mountain and River Sect, Wu Xiaochen, Level 25, Profession: Blade Guard】

【007: Valley of the Dead, Qi Kai, Level 24, Profession: Medical Apprentice】

【008: Great Yan Sword Sect, Fang Yun, Level 23, Profession: Swordsman】

【009: Ironclad Department, Qin Mo, Level 21, Profession: Constable】

【010: Star Observation Academy, Zhang Ning, Level 20, Profession: Child Scholar】

……

Outside Yang Ling's usual residence in the Miner's Village.

A group of bald men stood quietly here.

Their attire was eye-catching. Miners passing by, whether Natives or players, were all curious about their origins.

These bald men uniformly wore monk robes that exposed one shoulder.

They held long rods made of refined iron, with Buddhist scriptures carved on them.

The leading monk was around forty years old, currently staring expressionlessly at Chen Xu:

"Benefactor, I wish to see Benefactor Yang. He is in this courtyard. Step aside."

"Master, our Supervisor truly is not in the courtyard. This is his private residence. Since he is not here, we cannot let outsiders enter."

Chen Xu tried to persuade them: "How about I arrange accommodation for you all? Once the Supervisor comes out, I will notify you masters immediately."

"Yang Ling dares not see me? He must indeed have a guilty conscience."

The leading monk murmured softly, then moved like lightning, swatting Chen Xu away with a single palm.

Chen Xu was lifted off the ground and crashed heavily onto the floor, immediately spitting out a mist of blood.

He was horrified to discover that nearly half of his HP was gone!

Without a word, he grabbed a Golden Sore Medicine and poured it into his mouth:

"I can't die, I can't die, if I die, everything is gone..."

Wu Xiaochen, Li Tianye, Wang Haodong, and the others arrived at this moment.

Seeing Chen Xu injured, the three of them were instantly furious!

The players recently recruited by the Vermilion Gold Mine slowly closed in, warily watching this group of monks!

The leading monk's expression was indifferent. He swept his gaze around and said calmly:

"A ragtag bunch. If not for my daily Buddhist practice, you would be like chickens and dogs in my hands!"

Just then, Yang Ling arrived.

The players immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Xiaochen and the others exchanged glances, their moods also relaxing a bit.

"Are you alright?"

Yang Ling helped Chen Xu up and patted the dust off him.

Chen Xu quickly said, "It's nothing serious. My HP was just cut in half, scared me to death."

"Good that you're alright. In the future, when you encounter something like this, don't block them. Your life is more important."

Yang Ling instructed.

Chen Xu nodded with a bitter smile. Next time he wouldn't block anyone. Who would have thought this monk would attack so suddenly, nearly killing him with a casual move.

"You are Yang Ling?"

The leading monk stared intently at Yang Ling. Upon seeing the Eighth-Rank Official Saber at his waist, a faint trace of wariness flashed in his eyes.

Yang Ling looked at the other party, his face expressionless:

"Monk, who are you?"

"Jue Ming of the Martial Monk Hall of the Bitter Awareness Temple."

Jue Ming narrowed his eyes slightly:

"I am here today to retrieve my disciple, Hui Wu. Have him come out."

The Native miners didn't know what was happening, their faces blank.

The players present, however, were slightly shocked.

Hui Wu?

Didn't he die some time ago? He disappeared directly from the Divine Realm Level Ranking.

He died here at the Vermilion Gold Mine!?