In the world of martial arts, I can invest in countless realms.

Chapter 5

"Soon!"

Looking out the window at the sky just beginning to lighten with the first hint of dawn, Shen Che, who hadn't slept all night, took a deep breath.

It's almost time to harvest, and I imagine my so-called clansmen are getting impatient.

His attention returned to Lu Sheng, whose first investment was nearing its end.

At this moment, he was standing at the entrance of the Heavenly Prison, surrounded by countless experts.

When Lu Sheng stepped into the capital, he learned that his two enemies had been imprisoned.

There was no sentencing or punishment; he was simply detained.

What is this? Is it punishment or protection?

After thinking about it for a moment, Lu Sheng understood.

These two enemies are bait, meant to lure him, this big fish, and he has no choice but to take the bait.

He was about to be worn down to death by the Burning Wood Technique; he couldn't afford to wait any longer.

After thinking everything through, Lu Sheng did not hesitate and limped towards the Heavenly Prison.

"But it's the great hero Lu Sheng!"

At the entrance, a middle-aged man dressed in a brocade robe and a black gauze hat blocked his way, and a powerful aura appeared immediately.

This scene was far better than anything he had experienced before.

"Master Lu, the imperial court is aware of your injustice. These two men have been imprisoned and are awaiting trial."

"Ha!" Lu Sheng's expression was calm at this moment. When he was a peasant, these powerful and wealthy people were high and mighty, and his family's life was as worthless as grass.

Even if it gets trampled on, no one will care.

Now that he has enough power, his family's grievances are finally considered grievances, and the crimes of those powerful people are finally considered crimes.

"Master Lu, although you have been wronged, you have still killed too many innocent people."

"Of course, if you can serve the court and be loyal to His Majesty, then these crimes will be wiped clean, and the court will definitely give you an explanation."

After saying that, the middle-aged man stared intently at Lu Sheng, for he had come with a mission.

The royal family also wants the cultivation technique Lu Sheng possesses. Even if they can't have it, they can't let anyone else have it.

Those powerful families have secretly trained many assassins, so human life is worthless to them.

If they get their hands on this, how many experts could they secretly cultivate?

If I can get it, great; if I can't, then I'll destroy everything.

"I don't believe you!" He slowly raised the broken sword that had always been with him. Now, the only thing he could truly trust was the sword in his hand.

He didn't have much time left, and he only hoped to fulfill his wish in his final moments.

"Stubborn to the end, kill!"

Seeing Lu Sheng raise his sword, the middle-aged man made his choice without hesitation and quickly retreated.

In an instant, a rain of arrows came down, almost engulfing Lu Sheng.

Then, accompanied by the sound of metal clashing, countless armored soldiers appeared, completely surrounding the surrounding streets.

Swords and spears, shields like walls, pressed in step by step.

The next moment, the sword light flew like a wild goose, deflecting all the rain of arrows. The dazzling sword light, carrying an indomitable sword intent, rushed towards the direction of the Heavenly Prison.

Lu Sheng ignored the army behind him and charged straight into the prison.

The army behind him blocked his retreat, but what they didn't know was that he had no intention of going back.

"That's about it!"

Watching Lu Sheng being besieged by dozens of experts, Shen Che excitedly slapped his thigh. This scene was better than any blockbuster movie.

The final moment has arrived, it's a pity for Lu Sheng, this tireless ox and horse.

It is said that capital comes into the world dripping with blood from head to toe, from every pore, so how can there be any sympathy?

Yet, as an investor, he actually hoped that the other party could have a dignified ending.

Sigh, but I still have to practice.

"kill!"

The sword energy, like a rainbow, tore apart the experts blocking his way, and Lu Sheng limped into the Heavenly Prison.

That tricky swordsmanship was so fast that no one could react at all; each move could appear from a different angle.

Despite being a cripple, with a broken sword in hand, his demeanor was unapproachable and imposing.

"Huff, huff!" After fighting his way into the depths of the prison, Lu Sheng took a few deep breaths.

Blood flowed down his spine, and he had also been slashed in the shoulder; this was the first time he had suffered such a serious injury.

Even ants can kill an elephant if they are numerous. Facing the siege of dozens of experts, as well as hidden weapons and traps from all angles.

Even if he's incredibly strong, he could still be worn down and die here.

Fortunately, he finally saw the two figures who had caused him to this point.

The two were well protected inside. The cell was clean and tidy, with fine wine and food, and a warm embrace.

Lu Sheng gave a bitter smile. As expected of the powerful and wealthy, even in this dark and terrifying prison, they live better than most people outside.

The hatred buried deep in his heart was completely unleashed this time.

Once the person is found, things will be much easier.

"A fleeting moment of beauty!"

The unique skill that he had been practicing silently but never used finally shone with unimaginable brilliance at this moment.

The indomitable spirit forged in past battles, along with a terrifying killing intent, reached its peak at this moment.

All life force, even blood and body, was burning wildly, everything merging into one, solidifying into a final force.

An endless power erupted from within his body, a terrifying power far exceeding his previous abilities.

As he swung the broken sword in his hand, the terrifying sword energy seemed to tear everything apart.

Everyone who stood in his way was torn apart by the sword energy, which plowed a bloody path through them.

Standing beside the two trembling figures, covered in blood, Lu Sheng's sword fell with hatred.

"revenge!"

"It's time!" Seeing that Lu Sheng's sword had successfully killed the two of them, Shen Che no longer hesitated.

The next moment, Lu Sheng felt all his power being drained away.

Skill, experience, talent—it all seemed to be slipping away from him.

His body slowly fell to the ground. In his dazed state, he seemed to see a young figure quietly watching him.

"Thank you!" Lu Sheng opened his mouth, seemingly talking to himself, or perhaps murmuring softly to someone.

"You're welcome!" All of his power transformed into the purest form of energy, flowing into Shen Che's body like countless rivers flowing into the sea.

The investment of many days finally paid off. In an instant, the exclusive martial arts technique of Hidden Sword Manor, which could not be passed on to anyone other than the direct descendants, began to operate rapidly, integrating all the power.

The boundless power circulates through the meridians as the technique is practiced, forming a perfect cycle, and ultimately becoming completely integrated with the body.

His aura also surged with the increase in power, and the killing intent he had condensed over many days of fighting unconsciously emanated outwards.

The experience of fighting for many days and the sword skills that I had practiced diligently for many days were deeply imprinted in my mind.

Subconsciously, I gripped the sword with my left hand, and the feeling was surprisingly good. It was as if I could wield it freely, just like my own body, without any of the previous clumsiness or awkwardness.

With a twist of his body, the sword shadows moved like a startled swan, seemingly changing in countless ways with each rise and fall. The sword techniques were also tricky in angle, making them impossible to defend against.

The next moment, Shen Che switched his sword to his right hand and used the other sword techniques he remembered.

In the past, when he studied sword manuals and practiced swordplay, even the most skilled practitioners were so clumsy that their instructors wanted to curse him out.

It takes half a day to learn each move.

But at this moment, he was able to use the sword manual he had seen before with ease.

Although not as ruthless and fierce as before, it was still quite elegant and swift.

Is this the talent of the sword lineage? Even sword techniques that one has never practiced can be used quickly, and even imbued with a certain charm.

What must that extraordinary sword heart and innate sword bones be like?

The worlds of people are indeed completely different.

One's innate talent can be worth half a lifetime of hard work for others.

Think about those young prodigies who are famous throughout the martial arts world. Every one of them has first-rate talent. How can they compete with others if they don't have some special abilities?

As the sun rose and sunlight streamed in, the once quiet Hidden Sword Manor was instantly transformed into a bustling hubbub.

"Young Master, the clan gathering has begun!"

"knew!"