After Transmigration, I Became a God by Plundering --- Chapter 12: The Tiers of Combat Skills (3)

Therefore, the country has laws strictly prohibiting the disclosure of basic Qi-regulating knowledge and its bestowal upon children under 12 years of age. Of course, there are those who violate these laws, but it falls under the category of 'the people don't complain, the officials don't investigate.' After all, consuming the lifespan of one's own descendants is a burden they must bear themselves." Wen Yue's statement reminded me of the many ancient noble families in my past life who trained assassins. Especially in this chaotic world, there's no shortage of raw materials. Wen Yue's words clearly had a hidden meaning. "Now, follow me." With that, Wen Yue got up and walked away without waiting to see if we were following. I quickly pulled up Di Bi, whose eyes had glazed over in dizziness. This fatty has always been like this; he gets dizzy just listening to lectures, which is probably why he always came in last on every test. Then, like dragging cargo, I grabbed him by the back of his collar and dragged him along. There's no other way. According to this fatty, whatever the black sphere swallows is converted into energy and stored as fat in his body. So, every time he uses his talent burst, it's equivalent to a full-body liposuction. However, once he reaches a certain level of obesity, it doesn't increase anymore. So asking me to support him and keep up with Wen Yue? Forgive me, but I truly cannot. "This should do," Wen Yue casually found an empty classroom, opened the door, and beckoned us in. After confirming all three of us were inside, he closed and locked the door. "The first time practicing the basic Qi-regulating method requires absolute silence. So, from now on, you three should distance yourselves from each other to avoid disturbing others."