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Lu Zhen stored the demonic Qi within his bloodline.

A day passed just like that as he diligently cultivated his demonic Qi. As the moon\'s dim light fell on his face, he slowly opened his eyes with a satisfied expression.

The cultivation technique of demonic cultivation was quite complex, as the patterns in which it should be circulated were intricate.

But since his brain power has increased, it has been relatively easy for him, especially after his consciousness suffered through multiple injuries. Lu Zhen could feel his adaptability skills tempering his consciousness which led to an increase in his intelligence.

Which has slightly increased his brainpower, he could feel it.

"What a masochistic skill it is…" Lu Zhen bitterly thought as he dressed in his black robes again.

Lu Zhen opened his stats, and to his disappointment, there was no level up log screen, which meant that he hadn\'t missed any level-up notification. So he simply focused on the charm attribute.

[Charm: Mortal (Level 5)]

His crimson eyes turned golden as he looked again.

[Charm]

[An attribute which is directly linked to the host\'s intelligence and cognitive power of the brain; an average human\'s intelligence is around level 4]

"Huh, so just this one level of increase in my charm attribute raises my mind to such a high level?" Lu Zhen thought, recalling his previous world where he had faintly heard that even a percentage increase in one\'s intelligence can lead to a terrifying improvement process, earning one the title of a monster with just a percentage increase.

It was just like comparing a normal animal with little intelligence, like a dog in his previous world. If a fully grown dog\'s intelligence could be compared to that of a just-born baby, and a fully grown adult is smarter than the dog by a percentage in that proportion, just increasing a percentage of brainpower could unlock capabilities one might never have imagined.

However, suppressing his thoughts, he looked around.

"Now what should I do?" Sensing the non-existent wood Qi in his body, he was honestly disappointed. Lu Zhen wanted to break through the second-stage martial realm with his Qi as well, but he couldn\'t cultivate it if all the condensed wood Qi wasn\'t there to refine.

If both his body and Qi could reach the second-stage martial realm, he would undoubtedly be stronger than an ordinary martial artist by several times. After all, although Qi can strengthen one\'s body, it wouldn\'t reach the realm that the martial artists were in, always being lower than the realm of their Qi just because of time.

The strengthening of the body was a slow and gradual process; it didn\'t happen overnight, and there was a certain limit to how much a body could be strengthened with Qi. It was lower than the martial artist realm by at least several times.

"Let me practise with the bow now…" Lu Zhen mused to himself. Just like in ancient times in his previous world, bows were quite useful weapons in war. In fact, they were mandatory in war.

After all, a long-range attack is always superior in a fight, no matter what you say. Nobody wants to fight and die, and a bow is a long-range weapon that significantly decreases the risk of death for the user while maximising damage to the enemies.

And it wasn\'t completely useless; even a second-stage martial artist could be injured by bows if caught off-guard, although Lu Zhen didn\'t know if first-stage martial artists could be affected or not.

He went to pick up the box, revealing a huge black obsidian-like demonic bow, excellently crafted and previously gifted to him by his mother.

Lu Zhen couldn\'t use the bow before because he didn\'t have demonic Qi to draw it, but now he could.

He picked up the bow, feeling its weight, which made him take a deep breath.

"It\'s still as heavy as ever," he sighed. After all, his strength had significantly changed from back then when he first carried it. He even used it to practise the technique given to him by the ancestor to cultivate.

Unfortunately, it became entirely useless after he practised it for a short time since his body was already strong enough, and he wouldn\'t feel the effect of the body-tempering provided by the technique anymore.

His eyes turned golden again as he looked at the demonic bow, a glint appearing in his eyes.

[Deity-killing Demonic Bow]

[Grade: Intent Item]

[Remark: A very heavy bow that requires demonic qi to draw arrows as the Demonic Qi itself will turn to arrows. Origins unknown.]

Seeing the intent grade on the bow meant that the weapon was a first-stage martial grade item, implying it could potentially harm a first-stage martial artist.

However, on second thought, Lu Zhen didn\'t immediately start practicing with the demonic bow like an idiot. After all, he had never used a bow before.

"Li Nan, bring me some bows and arrows."

He could sense her cultivating next to his room, and her face was rosy from his mental sensing, which made him utterly speechless.

"Why is this girl blushing?" he thought to himself.

Hearing the deep voice of Lu Zhen, she was immediately startled. She stood up abruptly, bowing to him and saying, "Yes, young master," before disappearing into the shadows and quickly leaving the place.

There was another benefit of using mental sense. The more one uses mental energy, the sharper and stronger their intuition becomes. Although it was heavily burdensome for the body to use mental energy at first, the body gradually grew accustomed to it, providing countless benefits to the martial artist\'s body.

With Lu Zhen\'s adaptability skill, the process became even faster for him.

….

Quickly, Lu Nan brought him simple, common-standard military bows with the logo of the Lu family inscribed on them at the top and quivers containing hundreds of arrows in them.

The bows in Phoenix City were controlled by the four major families and weren\'t allowed to be distributed to anyone. After all, it was a terrifying weapon if used properly, so it was strictly controlled.

Even the smaller families didn\'t have proper bows, although they might have hidden some if they were some dare-devil small families, but they were still in very small quantity and were mostly small common bows since if it were discovered that the bows were of good quality, the entire small family might even be destroyed by the unanimous vote of the four major families.

After all, the lethality of bows was terrifying since even second-stage martial artists could be injured by them.

But since he was the young master of the Lu family, it was quite easy for him to get these bows, even if they were in the hundreds.

Lu Zhen casually picked up one of the bows and tied the quiver, containing hundreds of arrows, to his waist.

With the bow in hand and the quiver strapped to his waist, Lu Zhen surveyed the situation. "Hmm, it isn\'t as heavy as the demonic bow, but it should weigh around 59 kilos. These should be useful for training," he thought.

Taking out one of the arrows from the quiver, he pulled the strings of the bow as far as possible, slowly, and loaded the arrow into the bow while aiming for a small mosquito flying in the air.

His mind swirled with calculations as he estimated the distance, height, temperature, wind current, etc., between the bow and the mosquito.

The moment he saw his chance, Lu Zhen released the string calmly.

Boom!

The wind itself seemed to be torn as if he had released a missile. It went towards the mosquito at a terrifying speed. However, the mosquito seemed to sense the danger as it flapped its wings effortlessly, dodging the arrow by a narrow margin, as if the mosquito had Lu Zhen\'s battle instinct.

Lu Zhen\'s eyes narrowed to a slit as he saw the mosquito effortlessly dodge the arrow as it went along its path and crashed into the wall embedding itself in the wall, creating spider-like cracks.

"What went wrong?" he thought, his expression tinged with confusion. After all, Lu Zhen had meticulously calculated every aspect, expecting the bow to have a hundred percent accuracy, ensuring the arrow would hit the mosquito on paper.

However, seeing the mosquito\'s evasive manoeuvres, he felt a tinge of frustration. However, he quickly calmed down, gathering his thoughts.

"What might be the cause?"