Provincial City, in Fanlin Temple, before the Cobalt Blue Temple.

The Golden-Faced Buddha with kind eyes and a merciful brow was sitting cross-legged on a cushion.

His long white eyebrows hung down to the corners of his eyes, his face serene and compassionate.

Such a person, if one had not witnessed his ruthless methods,

Everyone would think he was a high monk who had achieved enlightenment, full of mercy and compassion.

However, as Yang Fei said,

The Golden-faced Buddha Group was an outright large-scale criminal syndicate.

Nearly one-third of the violent injury cases in Shan Province were related to the Golden-faced Buddha Group.

And the drug trafficking route that went from Guang Province to Western Asia, this was an extremely important transit point.

But Huaxia was a country governed by law.

Without evidence, nobody could do anything to the Golden-faced Buddha.

In fact, the Golden-faced Buddha had long become an extremely important philanthropist and kind-hearted person in the high society of Shan Province.

He would donate a large sum of money almost every year.

Although the Golden-faced Buddha had not taken monastic vows,

Because of his reputation as a philanthropist and his kind and compassionate appearance,

The title "Golden-faced Buddha" gradually shifted from the underworld to the world above.

Some people even publicly declared that the Golden-faced Buddha was the true Buddha walking among mortals.

At this moment, the Golden-faced Buddha sat cross-legged, with his palms fictitiously pressed in front of his chest.

He was in closed-door cultivation, practicing Martial Arts.

The Golden-faced Buddha's Martial Arts had reached the Energy Transformation Heavenly Grade.

He was just one step away from achieving Core Formation to Divine Communication.

Qi and Blood Core Formation was almost the highest realm a martial artist in National Arts could reach.

If the Golden-faced Buddha could truly achieve Core Formation,

He might not be a Buddha, but he would probably become akin to one.

After a martial artist's Qi-Blood Core Formation, all meridians in the body would be fully interconnected.

His Qi-Blood could instantly travel through any meridian in the body, unleashing tremendous and violent power.

At the same time, a martial artist's Qi-Blood could also instantly condense into an egg-sized oval Essence at the Dantian below the abdomen for storage and nourishment.

A person's Qi-Blood represents their vitality and strength.

An Energy Transformation Master's Qi-Blood power is already extremely strong, reaching over half a ton.

And freaks like Yang Fei could even reach more than eight hundred kilograms.

However, this several hundred kilograms of strength was after all spread throughout the body and not unified.

But after Core Formation, this strength could be infinitely concentrated into one point.

Then, through some method, it could be released.

One can imagine how powerful this force would be!

This is actually similar to the principle behind explosives.

Spread-out gunpowder has little power.

But if the gunpowder is concentrated in a container and detonated,

The energy that explodes in an instant could be indestructible and earth-shattering.

Most importantly, after a martial artist achieves Core Formation and communicates with the divine, the Essence and Qi-Blood become even purer.

Gradually, these Essence and Qi-Blood

Would form a certain more powerful and mysterious gaseous energy body.

And the body of the martial artist would then welcome its third evolutionary opportunity.

By then, the lifespan of the martial artist would be much longer and more enduring.

Even the development of the brain would reach new heights.

The Golden-faced Buddha sat quietly, however, the faint Essence Qi above his head was gradually taking shape.

The Essence Qi formed an incomplete halo.

The halo hung above his head, somewhat like the legendary Buddha's Light.

The Golden-faced Buddha continuously circulated the Qi-Blood Essence in his body, gathering it in his Dantian.

And the halo behind his head became more refined and solid.

Gradually, the expression on the Golden-faced Buddha's face no longer appeared compassionate and kind, but rather turned somewhat fierce.

He clenched his teeth, his body hair standing on end.

His long eyebrows moved without wind, the muscles on his cheeks protruded, and his eyeballs bulged blood red.

Finally, the bristling body hair of the Golden-faced Buddha slowly settled down,

And his face regained its calm and compassionate expression.

Just then, Three Swords pushed the door and entered.

He looked at the Golden-faced Buddha carefully.

"How are you feeling today?"

Golden Buddha sighed, "With an unsettled mind, it's difficult to form the core."

"But it doesn't matter, my Dragon and Tiger Prajna Vajra Palm has attained great achievement, and I've made significant progress."

Three Swords was startled.

"The legendary Dragon and Tiger Prajna Vajra Palm, you've actually mastered it?"

Golden Buddha smiled as he formed a Dharma Seal with his left hand and gently pushed it forward.

Suddenly!

His movement was extremely slow.

However, the air in front of the great hall produced a dull sound of whirling.

In front of the temple, a row of neatly arranged oil lamps, three meters away from Golden Buddha,

were now being pushed neatly backward by his Dharma Seal.

The flames of the oil lamps stretched long, yet they did not extinguish.

Three Swords was wide-eyed and slack-jawed, "Indeed, it's the Dragon and Tiger Prajna Vajra Palm, so impressive!"

At this moment, Golden Buddha also formed a Dharma Seal with his right hand.

He brought his hands together gently in the middle.

With a crackling sound, all the flames of the oil lamps suddenly soared.

The flames rose to over half a meter in height.

Three Swords, shaken to the core by this mysterious and unfathomable skill, stared in shock.

He was a Grandmaster of Martial Arts, with extensive knowledge and experience.

Upon witnessing this skill from Golden Buddha, he knew that his intent and fist technique had become one.

Furthermore, the concentration of Golden Buddha's Fist Intent had already formed a force field.

The force field of a Martial Arts Master, similar to the magnetic field of a magnet, is also an invisible power.

In battle between experts, the slightest move can determine victory or defeat, life or death.

If a Martial Arts Master were to suddenly unleash a Fist Intent Force Field during a duel,

the consequences would be terrifying.

Golden Buddha withdrew his Dharma Seals and stood up.

He spoke lightly, "I must admit, Yang Fei from Yannan is a very formidable opponent."

"The impending match has pushed me under high pressure, which in turn helped me to master the Dragon and Tiger Prajna Vajra Palm."

"Having such a strong enemy, to engage in a vigorous battle is indeed a great joy in life."

Three Swords snorted.

"What kind of expert is this kid? Despicable, shameless, and low in tactics."

"Buddha Lord, now that you have mastered the Fist Intent Force Field of the Prajna Vajra Palm, it's time to restrain his speed and show this kid how tough it can be."

Golden Buddha nodded, "I've been diligently practicing my Dragon and Tiger Prajna Vajra Palm for many years."

"Yet, I only deduced the Buddha's Light Shines Everywhere move, which is powerful but lacks follow-up strength."

"However, from today on, this set of fist techniques can be considered complete."

A sharp gleam like that of a blade emanated from his eyes.

"In a few more days, it will be the day of the match."

"Then, I will let Yang Fei's blood be the offering to my fist."

Two days later, Yang Fei, Mad Blade, and Fan Yi finally returned to Yannan City.

The three had grown accustomed to the bloodshed and the hail of bullets in the Land of Chaos.

Now suddenly seeing the bustling and peaceful scenes in the city,

they all felt deeply moved.

The five hundred million US dollars from Queen Feijin ultimately gave Mad Blade and Fan Yi a share of one hundred million each.

They could each pocket fifty million, which was roughly three billion in Huaxia currency.

The two guys became billionaires overnight, quite inexplicably.

To Mad Blade and Fan Yi, three billion and thirty million seemed to make no difference.

Mad Blade spent his days driving a Hummer and picking up girls, while Fan Yi concentrated on practicing Martial Arts.

The monthly salary of one million offered by Su Yinxue and Lin Xueyi was enough for the expenses of Mad Blade and Fan Yi.

Therefore, Mad Blade and Fan Yi both decided to invest this one hundred million US dollars into Yalan Group.

From then on, they were considered sizable shareholders of Yalan Group.

Drawing some dividends each year was also a decent investment.

Of course, neither Mad Blade nor Fan Yi could have foreseen,

that this casual investment, due to the rise of Yalan Group,

would multiply by more than tenfold in a few years.

But that is a story for another time.

After saying goodbye to Yang Fei, Mad Blade and Fan Yi took off. Yang Fei caught a taxi and hurried directly to the Longyuan Villa District, covered in dust.

At this very moment, Yalan Group was facing a thrilling crisis.

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