Something’s Wrong with This Game — I Became a God by Mining!

Lu Yunchen gave a word of praise, then continued the test. The more he tested, the more astonished he became.

A full eighteen bolts later, the other's Vital Qi finally ran dry.

"Your Vital Qi is far more substantial than that of an average Lower Sixth-Rank."

Lu Yunchen's expression turned somewhat peculiar:

"If you could thicken your current Vital Qi by seventy or eighty percent, it would reach the level of Mid Sixth-Rank."

Yang Ling asked curiously, "Director Lu, how many experts in Yunwen Provincial Capital have Vital Qi at the Mid Sixth-Rank level?"

Lu Yunchen thought for a moment, then said:

"According to the registration list at the Ironclad Department, only about thirty-odd Sixth-Rank experts hail from Yunwen Provincial Capital.

Some come from the Mining Guild and the Pharmacy Guild, others from Bitter Awareness Temple.

"Among these thirty-plus Sixth-Rank experts, the vast majority are Lower Sixth-Rank. You're the only newly promoted Sixth-Rank."

"Among the Lower Sixth-Rank, only about half can meet the Vital Qi standard.

Even more can't withstand even ten crossbow bolts—their Vital Qi is exhausted after just seven or eight."

"As for the few Mid Sixth-Rank experts, perhaps some can meet the Vital Qi standard, or perhaps some have Vital Qi... only comparable to yours."

Yang Ling was shocked inwardly.

Some Mid Sixth-Rank experts only had Vital Qi comparable to his?

It seemed improving Vital Qi was far harder than he had imagined.

As if reading the surprise in Yang Ling's eyes, Lu Yunchen said with a faint smile:

"Didn't I tell you earlier? As you age, Vital Qi naturally declines. It's unavoidable."

"Among the several Mid Sixth-Rank experts registered in Yunwen Provincial Capital, not one is under fifty. They've already begun their decline."

Yang Ling once again sighed inwardly at the difficulty of martial arts training.

If he weren't a player, without a Status Panel,

He felt that becoming a Ninth-Rank Martial Artist in Zhao State might be his limit.

At most, Eighth-Rank. Anything beyond that was unthinkable.

"Director Lu, besides taking pills or rare exotic herbs and flowers, is there any other way to increase Vital Qi?"

Yang Ling asked.

Lu Yunchen: "Practicing martial arts can also increase Vital Qi. Some martial artists, in order to boost their Vital Qi, specifically seek out Internal Technique Methods that enhance it.

If one technique isn't enough, they train in two, three..."

He paused, then couldn't help but shake his head with a smile:

"In truth, this is a misguided path. Training in Internal Techniques is already difficult enough. It might take decades to truly master one technique."

"Training in three or four Internal Technique Methods at once will only end in vain."

Yang Ling deeply understood this. He was currently training in three Internal Technique Methods. At his current pace, even with an unlimited supply of Foundation Consolidation Pills, it would take an extremely long time for all three to advance to Skilled level.

In the end, he would have to focus on just one.

"Your Vital Qi foundation is very solid. From now on, just continue to reinforce it."

"The Sixth-Rank is different from the previous ranks. At this level, every step forward is like climbing a mountain."

"Don't be impatient. Calm your heart and cultivate slowly, avoiding going down the wrong path."

Having said this, Lu Yunchen indicated he wanted to rest.

After he left, Yang Ling sat alone in the hall, quietly staring at the coffin outside the door.

For the next few days, he wouldn't sleep or train. He would only fix his gaze on that coffin.

During this time, Liang Yue and Lin Qin came by.

Wen Kongxuan and his patrol team also dropped in after finishing their rounds.

Lan Jinshui occasionally stood outside the yard with his men, casting gloomy looks at Yang Ling while also observing the coffin.

Lu Yunchen took Qin Mo for a walk outside the Prefectural Capital office, asking the locals about the recent crackdown on the Immortal God Sect. What he heard satisfied him.

...

The first three days passed without a stir.

On the fourth day, the Prefectural Governor of Changhe Prefectural Capital, Governor Lan, arrived again at Tingjiang City.

"Governor Lan."

Lu Yunchen stood straight, cupping his hands in salute.

Behind him stood Wen Kongxuan, Qin Mo, Wang Shichang, and other Ironclad Department agents.

Lan Jinshui also rushed over upon receiving the news.

Governor Lan stepped down from his sedan chair. The players hiding among the crowd finally got a look at what the Prefectural Governor of Changhe Prefectural Capital looked like.

"A rather ordinary-looking old man..."

Wei Ran mused to himself, then spent a tael of silver to send Yang Ling a private message.

Governor Lan seemed to be in poor health, currently supported by a young man in his thirties.

Commander Ning led several garrison troops behind them, walking toward Lu Yunchen.

"Director Lu, it's been three years since our last meeting, hasn't it?"

Governor Lan came closer, sweeping his gaze across the crowd. When he saw Lan Jinshui, he didn't avoid suspicion but gave a slight nod of acknowledgment before finally reminiscing with Lu Yunchen.

"Almost three years. Governor Lan has an excellent memory. I remember three years ago, you were in the Provincial Capital for a duty report, and we happened to meet at the gate of the government office."

Lu Yunchen said with emotion.

Governor Lan also sighed. After the reminiscing, his voice gradually turned stern:

"Director Lu, your Ironclad Department has been acting far too overbearing lately."

Lu Yunchen played dumb: "Why do you say that?"

Governor Lan took a deep breath:

"Xu Zijing was the City Magistrate of Tingjiang City, yet not long ago, Director Yang judged him to be a Rong Tribe spy, claiming he was some Shen Shuyan.

Since it involves a Rong Tribe spy, according to regulations, our Prefectural Capital office shouldn't interfere.

But how long has it been? Why did Xu Zijing die so soon? With him dead, how can we determine whether he was really a Rong Tribe spy?

Until his identity is confirmed, he was still a duly appointed City Magistrate of Zhao State. How could he die so inexplicably?"

At this point, Governor Lan's eyes narrowed slightly:

"With such a major incident, I don't see Director Lu sending anyone to inform me. Could it be... that you have a guilty conscience?"

"Governor Lan misunderstands. This case is still being handled as a Rong Tribe spy matter. I wasn't required to notify the Prefectural Capital office."

Lu Yunchen said with a faint smile. "But since Governor Lan is here today, you might as well wait with us. In a few days, that Shen Shuyan will come back to life.

Then I will personally interrogate him."

"You're saying a dead man will come back to life?"

Governor Lan let out a strange laugh.

Lan Jinshui seized the moment to chime in with a smile:

"Governor Lan, those words weren't said by Director Lu, but by Director Yang.

These past few days, Director Yang hasn't slept. He's been staring at the coffin the whole time, as if the person inside will really come back to life."

Governor Lan gave a light laugh, then looked at Lu Yunchen:

"Director Lu, may I enter this City Magistrate Manor today?"

"You may enter, as long as you don't interfere with our Ironclad Department's handling of the case."

Lu Yunchen said with a smile.

"Of course."

Governor Lan responded casually.

The group entered the manor together, arriving at the small courtyard where the coffin was placed.

As they entered the yard, everyone first saw the coffin, then Yang Ling sitting on a Tai Chi Chair in the hall.

Governor Lan and the young man beside him merely glanced casually at the coffin before their gazes fell on Yang Ling.

Yang Ling opened Governor Lan's Status Panel for a look:

Character: Lan Wentao

Profession: Martial Artist

Strength: 99

Agility: 123

Spirit: 50

Martial Arts: Bright Perception Heart Technique (Third-Rate, Comprehensive Mastery)

Yin-Yang Great Sorrow Sutra (Second-Rate, Skilled)

Vast Spirit Heart Sutra (Second-Rate, Flawless Proficiency)

Phantom Movement Technique (Second-Rate, Skilled)

Blazing Sun Spear Technique (Second-Rate, Skilled)

Faction: Heavenly Wolf Guard

Yang Ling's face showed no emotional fluctuation, but inside, he was thoroughly pissed off.

Lower Sixth-Rank? A Lower Sixth-Rank whose stats were even slightly stronger than Lu Yunchen's?

"With stats like this... he probably hasn't reached the Mid Sixth-Rank level."

"Who would have thought that a Prefectural Governor of a prefectural capital would be a member of the Heavenly Wolf Guard."

"This must be a defection midway."

Thinking this, Yang Ling rose and walked toward the other.

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