In the heat of battle, danger is always at its peak, and this blade technique proves incredibly useful.

Moreover, after cultivating the Vajra Glazed Body, a divine body-refining skill, Chen Yuan's strength far surpassed that of ordinary people, amplifying the power of this blade technique severalfold.

As for the Stone-Cutting Blade Technique, Chen Yuan never considered it, as it lacked both the instant explosive power of the Quick Draw and the ruthless moves of the Gale Blade Technique, being merely a flashy display of techniques.

Within the Ping An County Yamen, few veteran constables practice this blade technique, a widely acknowledged truth.

"Reporting, Sir, I wish to learn the Quick Draw."

"Follow me..." Huang Xing nodded and stood up, without any further ado.

Chen Yuan calmly followed Huang Xing, taking a winding route until they arrived at a secret chamber guarded by two Blood Refining realm constables.

"Officer Huang."

The two constables cupped their fists in salute.

"Give him the Quick Draw..." Huang Xing pointed at Chen Yuan behind him.

One of the constables sized up Chen Yuan, nodded slightly, turned, and entered the secret chamber. After only a few breaths, he emerged, handing a thin booklet to Chen Yuan.

"Return the manual within three days. Remember, do not leak it." Although the constable didn't mention the consequences, Chen Yuan understood them implicitly.

"Understood."

Chen Yuan accepted the manual and nodded slightly.

......

......

It was a day off.

"Swish!"

Chen Yuan took a step forward, drawing his blade with a sudden flash of light, striking the empty air.

After obtaining the Quick Draw, he memorized everything and began to practice the blade technique bit by bit, following the force, footwork, and breath control outlined in the manual.

In this world where martial arts reigned supreme, Chen Yuan felt a deep sense of urgency, as the Luck Altar required luck to guide him to opportunities.

And most of those who possessed luck were exceptionally talented geniuses.

He had used his Heavenly Eye Pupil technique to observe the county yamen several times, but found no one with luck. This also showed how fortunate he had been to kill Iron Hand before.

Without the influx of luck, he might have resigned himself to mediocrity for life.

This was not the ancient world he knew, where he could rise step by step with foresight. Here, he was in the dark, relying solely on himself.

But the channels for advancement were controlled by the imperial court, aristocratic families, and sects. Coupled with his poor talent, no one would accept a twenty-one-year-old youth into their sect.

They recruited disciples from a young age to cultivate their loyalty.

So, after careful consideration, Chen Yuan decided that he could only rely on the imperial court, climbing the ranks step by step, killing those with luck, and thus obtaining opportunities.

This was the principle Chen Yuan established after careful consideration.

Also, having the Luck Altar had destined him to walk the path of a villain, and which villain wasn't exceptionally powerful?

Strength!

That was the only thing a lonely soul could rely on in this world.

With sweat dripping, Chen Yuan constantly repeated the action of drawing his blade. The most important thing in this blade technique was speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness.

Killing the enemy with lightning speed.

After swinging his blade continuously for half an hour, his arm began to ache. Chen Yuan thrust his long blade into the ground, took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, the Tiger Bone Pill he had exchanged for twenty taels of silver!

Chen Yuan poured out one Tiger Bone Pill, examined it carefully. It was the size of a thumb, jet black, with a pungent smell.

"This one pill is my income for a year," Chen Yuan sighed.

Why did constables' cultivation improve so slowly? Not only because of their talent, but also because of their limited funds... If they had a large supply of body-refining pills, even a pig could cultivate to the Bone Refining realm.

Gently exhaling a breath of stale air, Chen Yuan put the pungent Tiger Bone Pill into his mouth, and then adopted a posture with his palms facing the sky: Vajra Glazed Body!

The Tiger Bone Pill in his mouth was swallowed, and a powerful medicinal force surged into his organs, then spread throughout his body, like streams of hot water.

The sun was high in the sky.

Golden specks began to rise on Chen Yuan's body.

From a distance, Chen Yuan's body seemed to be shrouded in a faint golden light.

The immense medicinal power, under the sun's rays, began to refine at an accelerated rate.

Chen Yuan's mind was calm, and he could feel his skin seemed to be strengthening...

An hour later, Chen Yuan opened his eyes. The medicinal power of the Tiger Bone Pill was completely refined, and Chen Yuan found that the golden specks on his body had increased by another fifth.

Almost half!

One Tiger Bone Pill saved Chen Yuan a month of time.

Clenching his fist, golden specks spread over Chen Yuan's arm, then he stepped on the ground and punched out fiercely.

A muffled sound exploded.

"The power of this punch has probably reached the Blood Refining realm. My strength has increased so much. It truly deserves to be called the world's top foundation-building body-refining divine skill."

Chen Yuan exclaimed.

And now, Chen Yuan had not yet completely achieved Skin Refining perfection, and his progress was less than half!

Looking up at the sun in the sky, it was already Shen time (3-5 PM), the sunlight was weakening, and another Tiger Bone Pill should not be used again, otherwise some medicinal power would be wasted.

And...

A strong feeling of hunger filled his stomach. He had been practicing for several hours without any food or water.

Cool water poured down from the top of his head, and a cool vapor spread throughout his body. Chen Yuan put on his constable uniform, hung his long blade around his waist, and walked out of his house.

The reason why he still wore it on his day off was to avoid many unnecessary incidents.

For many common people, constables were the kind of people they couldn't afford to offend. It was easy to find an excuse to throw you into jail for some suffering.

Walking on the streets of Ping An County, Chen Yuan would occasionally open his Heavenly Eye Pupil, the fleeting green light, unless carefully observed, was difficult to detect.

Chen Yuan now urgently wanted to find the next guy with luck, so that the Luck Altar could guide him to the next opportunity.

The first time was a body-refining divine skill like the Vajra Glazed Body, and next time, Chen Yuan believed that he would definitely not be disappointed.

Bad background, bad talent, bad strength, Chen Yuan can only rely on the Luck Altar!

Along the way, Chen Yuan was thinking about how to get some money.

What's the use of just envying others? He had to take action and make money!

It's a pity that although Chen Yuan was also a transmigrator, he really didn't have a good way to earn money. Either it didn't apply to this world, or he didn't know the recipe.

After walking for a while, Chen Yuan stopped in front of an ordinary restaurant.

The waiter smiled obsequiously when he saw the constable coming.

Chen Yuan waved his hand, walked up to the second floor, sat down by a window, ordered a jar of wine, plus a portion of pork knuckle and two large bowls of rice.

Under the hunger, Chen Yuan just wanted to feast and fill the hunger in his stomach.

Soon, a portion of pork knuckle was brought up, plus two complimentary side dishes.