Water Ink Panel: Starting with Bow Technique to Hunt the Sun and Patrol the Skies

The next day, an imperial edict from within the Imperial Palace reached the government office of the Military Department.

Just as Ji Bochu had said, Heaven Ji Zikong had granted his request to summon him into the Imperial Armory; the task of finding the culprit no longer required his attention.

Seeing how hastily Ji Bochu acted, Shen Qing vaguely felt that the other party seemed rather anxious, as if he couldn't wait for him to enter the Imperial Armory.

An abnormal situation surely sprouted from some evil cause.

Shen Qing's thoughts became even heavier.

Night fell.

Within the Shen Mansion, candlelight flickered, casting its light around the room.

The master bedroom was brightly lit.

Shen Qing's silhouette stretched long under the candlelight, gently swaying and bobbing up and down.

Before him, he waved his hand, and three small triangle flags silently flew out from his sleeve, planting themselves around the room.

Shen Qing pinched a magic technique with his hand, and the triangle flags fluttered in the wind, emitting a dull yellow glow, forming an inverted bowl shape encompassing him within, completely isolating the inside of the room from the outside.

After these days of continuous patrolling with his subordinates and using the abilities found in the "Hunting Scripture," he had cleverly erased all traces of his presence in and around the city on the day of Xue Zhao's death, both overt and covert, leaving no flaws behind.

Even the old hands in the city who had been around for years could not detect that he was the one who had slain Xue Zhao.

Looking at the yellow isolation formation, a sense of indescribable peace finally surged in Shen Qing's heart.

At this moment, he took out a delicate and small Hundred Treasure Pouch from his bosom with confidence.

This was precisely the spoils of war obtained from the body of Xue Zhao.

With many in the Capital City watching closely after Xue Zhao's death, he had been careful and had not inspected it until now.

As the storm gradually settled and he had nothing urgent to attend to, it was a good time to meticulously check the spoils of war inside.

Shen Qing inspected the small black Hundred Treasure Pouch in his hand, only the size of a palm, slightly larger than the one Lan Gongliang had given him.

He relaxed his mind and touched the Hundred Treasure Pouch with his Divine Sense.

Unexpectedly, just as his Divine Thought was about to penetrate the mouth of the pouch, a faint fluctuation blocked it from the outside.

The Hundred Treasure Pouch still carried a prohibition left by Xue Zhao.

Shen Qing was not in a hurry.

For him, who had already broken through to the Primordial Spirit Realm, erasing this prohibition was not a difficult task.

His mind moved, and his aura quickly retracted inside him.

The next moment, a sharp and incomparable Divine Sense burst forth from his body, wrapping around the prohibition like fine silk threads, swiftly stripping it away.

The process was not a simple act of violent destruction but a step-by-step guidance of the energy flow within the prohibition, causing it to lose its original form and dissipate into nothingness, restoring the Hundred Treasure Pouch to its original state.

Puff.

Shen Qing faintly heard a silent sound in his Divine Sense as the prohibition within the Hundred Treasure Pouch was effortlessly erased.

At the instant the prohibition completely lost its effect, the Hundred Treasure Pouch trembled lightly, releasing a faint spiritual light, resonating subtly with the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi from the outside world. The pouch opened wide.

Shen Qing's eyes brightened, and after ensuring there were no other dangers, he immediately activated his Primordial Spirit to control the Hundred Treasure Pouch.

Under his guidance, the mouth of the pouch gradually opened, and a brilliant light spilled out, making the entire room shine brightly.

Had he not set up the formation in advance, such a spectacle would have been impossible to hide.

There must be quite a few good items inside.

Shen Qing explored with his Divine Sense and saw that the Hundred Treasure Pouch was filled with all kinds of treasures.

There were elixirs that radiated a soft glow, each containing astonishing potency and with a fragrance that assailed the nostrils; there were various kinds of armor that flashed with precious light, circulating with a faint glimmer of bloodlight, revealing a sharp Evil Qi; and there were all kinds of Demon Cores, flickering with strange lights, bodies of demons, and so on.

Besides these, there were also common items used for rewards, such as fine silk fabrics, gold and silver treasures, Wish Power Pearls, making Shen Qing marvel.

Truly worthy of the Shi families of Great Zhou.

Just the items Xue Zhao carried were enough to serve as the foundation of a high-ranking noble family, capable of forging anew a family clan.

Even for a prestigious family, it was so, then to what extent had the Ji Family, which had been outstanding for nearly nine hundred years, reached?

Shen Qing couldn't help but draw in a breath of cold air, feeling that he still had a long way to go and dared not harbor the slightest complacency or arrogance.

He put aside his thoughts and continued to search and pick through the pile of treasures.

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Suddenly, among the pile, Shen Qing spotted a simple and unadorned book.

His Primordial Spirit stirred, and he took it out, placing it in the palm of his hand.

The cover was engraved with four ancient seal characters — Dome Splitting Void Absolute Slash.

Beyond that, there was no additional information.

As Shen Qing flipped open the book, just a glance at the text inside sent a strong shock through him, as if countless sword shadows and sabers were intertwining and colliding in his mind.

He calmed his mind and began to read seriously, gradually understanding that the book contained a Blade Technique of astonishing power.

Cultivating it, one could cut through mountains and rivers, tearing the sky asunder.

At that thought, the scene of Xue Zhao splitting a mountain with a single strike surfaced in Shen Qing's mind.

'So, the name of that strike he used is this, and the technique he cultivated is this one.'

Upon closer inspection, Shen Qing noticed that the book was very worn, as if it had been read many times over, and it contained many insights and understandings, showing how much Xue Zhao valued this Martial Art.

He recalled carefully and realized that he had never seen this Martial Art in the Imperial Armory, and he had no idea where Xue Zhao had acquired it.

Looking down, Shen Qing noticed both the style of the recorded text and the handwriting of the notes were from the same person, suggesting that this book was copied together and not an original.

After reading through from beginning to end, he realized the uniqueness of this Cultivation Technique.

Combined with Xue Zhao's personal demonstration, the terrifying might of it was somewhat enticing to him, stronger than his current Bow Technique.

It just so happened that he was also lacking a short-range combat technique.

If he could master it, this "Dome Splitting Void Absolute Slash" might be of great use in the future.

After all, having more skills would not be a burden, and having an extra Martial Art wouldn't be a bad thing.

With the Panel to assist, learning even a multitude of Martial Arts wouldn't be too much of a burden for him.

Without much hesitation, Shen Qing decided to cultivate this Martial Art.

He immersed his entire mind into the book, carefully feeling every detail and nuance of the Blade Technique.

The 'Academic Pursuit' Skill activated, greatly speeding up his understanding of the technique.

In just the time it took to drink a pot of tea, Shen Qing had almost fully grasped the Martial Art.

Shen Qing set down the book and took out a Spirit Essence and a Wish Power Pearl from the Hundred Treasure Pouch. He drew the Thunder Abyss Treasure Saber and repeatedly pondered the True Intent, practicing the moves and the mental method.

Time passed by bit by bit.

The Martial Art was of a not-low Grade, progressing from simple to complex, and with many annotations, it wasn't difficult for him to reach the Entry Level.

With a thought from Shen Qing, the Water Ink Panel suddenly appeared in his line of sight.

[Skill: Dome Splitting Void Absolute Slash (Entry Level)]

[Progress: 874/1000 points]

[Status: Can be upgraded]

[Note: Time is precious to the ambitious, while the sorrowful find nights intolerably long. You have cultivated a modified version of an Ancient-era Magic Skill, and with your Primordial Spirit Realm already condensed, you take to it like a fish to water, advancing rapidly and capable of continuous breakthroughs.]

"A Martial Art from the Ancient period?"

Shen Qing was astonished; he had not expected the Martial Art Xue Zhao studied to be a legacy of the Ancient Times.

Till now, if he remembered correctly, the Immortal Martial Techniques in the Imperial Armory were basically related to the Ancient times.

What exactly happened during the Ancient period that made the latter generations turn out like this?

He grew ever more puzzled in his heart.