I, Tianlaozhen Wangu, support the Empress from behind!

A warm current flows into the membrane.

Chu He once again felt the urge to refine the membrane, beating, restoring, beating, and repeating this process until the membrane became as clear as jade.

Chu He pulled it lightly, "It's more resilient now."

Then he picked up the dagger prepared beside him and slashed it down.

Chi-

Chu He clearly felt a dull sensation coming from the blade, as if it was cutting on old cowhide.

There was only a white mark on the membrane, and only when he continued to increase his strength did a shallow and thin bloodstain appear.

"Amazing! I heard that after cultivating the ninth level of stone skin, ordinary knives can no longer harm the body. So, after I cultivate my jade skin, how much stronger will it be than the stone skin?"

Most of Chu He's martial arts knowledge came from the memories of his previous life. His previous life had only heard of stone skin, and as for the later copper skin, gold skin, and jade skin, he only knew the names.

Ordinary people, when refining the skin membrane, if they do not have the corresponding prescription and elixir for medicinal bath, can only refine stone skin.

Chu He's "Purgatory Heavenly Scripture" is amazing. It does not require any prescriptions or medicinal baths. It can directly refine the jade skin in one step, making him far superior to his peers.

"With my current strength of the seventh level, coupled with the ferocity of the 'Three Styles of Mad Blade', I wonder if that Qi Prison Envoy can withstand a single blow from me?"

At the same time, the realm column information on Chu He's personal information panel changed.

[Realm: Seventh Level of Strength Training (770/800)]

Seeing that he only needed 20 experience points to upgrade to the eighth level of strength training, Chu He was overjoyed.

"These days are getting more and more exciting..."

"However, I still need to keep an eye on the situation of the White Lotus demon named Ba Wu and Bai Jiang in cell number 50, so they don't get into trouble."

Chu He fell asleep with a thought in his mind.

……

The next day.

Chu He first went to Zhou the prison envoy to attend the roll call. After the roll call, Zhou the prison envoy called him into the office.

"Boy, tell me honestly, what is your current level of cultivation?"

Prison Envoy Zhou sat on the armchair and looked at Chu He with a stern face.

"Uncle Zhou, don't you still believe in me, your nephew?"

"Uncle Zhou, you are an entry-level warrior, come and see for yourself."

As soon as Chu He heard this, he knew what was going on. This Qi prison guard must have looked for Zhou prison guard yesterday.

He naturally knew how famous Zhou the prison guard was among the jailers. Apart from the four prison wardens, he was the most famous.

This was also the reason why he was so sure yesterday that the Prison Envoy Qi would not make things too difficult for him.

"Alright, Uncle Zhou won't argue with you about this. Yesterday, Prison Envoy Qi said he wanted to promote you to second-class jailer. What do you think?"

Prisoner Zhou waved his hand and said indifferently.

"Nephew will naturally listen to Uncle Zhou..." Chu He bowed.

Having Zhou the Prison Envoy as his backer can save him a lot of trouble at the moment. Even if Zhou the Prison Envoy asked him not to get promoted, he would have no objection. After all, his goal is to detain and interrogate more prisoners.

Of course, it would be better if you didn’t have to do all those chores.

Another thing is that once his cultivation reaches a certain level, he will start planning the underground prison area.

He still has that fox demon in his mind...

"This is a good thing, why would Uncle Zhou stop you?"

"Also, since you've reached the second level of strength training, there's a book called 'Arhat Fist' in the Kung Fu Hall. It's pretty good. You can take a look at it."

"Yes, nephew thanks uncle."

Chu He clasped his fists in thanks, and after chatting for a few more words, he said goodbye and left.

Walk towards the cell block A.

These times, Ba Wu, number 50, didn't look for him, but Chu He still saw a lot of bones in his cell, including chicken leg bones?

"It seems that someone really doesn't want to be honest."

To be honest, it would be fine for Bai Jiang to send some wine, meat, and food to Ba Wu, but if it involves his own safety, then that would not be okay.

Once Ba Wu recovers his power and escapes from prison, I'm afraid that all the jailers on the first floor will be killed.

"crunch-"

The cell door was closed, and Chu He saw Bai Jiang walking out from a distance.

There was still a look of unsatisfied joy on his face.

Bai Jiang was walking lightly when he suddenly looked up and found a handsome jailer looking at him intently in the distance.

"Chu...Brother, it's you there."

Bai Jiang quickly calmed the emotions on his face, patted his chest, and pretended to be frightened and said: "You scared me."

Chu He glanced casually at cell number 50 and chuckled:

"Excuse me, Brother Jiang, isn't it time for the shift change? I saw you weren't in the duty room, so I came over here. Did you just clean up the prisoner's mess?"

"Oh, I thought it was a big deal. Brother Jiang, I'll just go in and clean up the mess for him..."

Bai Jiang avoided Chu He's gaze, not daring to meet his gaze, but his hands were waving casually.

"However, since you are here, I will leave the rest to you."

"Okay, take care, Brother Jiang."

Chu He watched the other party walk away with the filth, a cold look flashing in his eyes.

He just saw from a distance that Bai Jiang and Ba Wu were talking happily inside, and they didn't come out for a long time.

"This Bai Jiang must have joined the White Lotus Sect. He is beyond redemption. Judging from the White Lotus Sect's evil ways, he will probably not have a good ending."

"But I still have to be on guard. If he attacks me, even though my current cultivation is far superior to his, I can't say for sure whether Ba Wu will give him a backup plan."

"Besides, I offended Ba Wu that day. He will definitely not let me go after he escapes..."

But if you ask Chu He to kill Ba Wu now, he will be reluctant to do so, because this is the main source of his current experience points.

In the past few days, the prisoners in his custody have died one after another, but the skills they extracted were all for refining the membranes, which were useless to him.

"Forget it, let's ignore him for now. After tonight, I will be able to upgrade to the ninth level of strength training!"

"When I enter the rank, combined with the "Three Styles of Mad Blade", most early rank nine warriors will not be my match. The only one I have to be wary of is this fifty-number Ba Wu."

"Why not just kill him after you enter the rank?"

Chu He secretly became angry.

By the afternoon.

The news that Chu He was promoted to second-class jailer spread.

In the jailer's duty room, a group of new and old jailers surrounded Chu He and started to make a fuss.

Chu He pretended to be embarrassed and said, "Well, it just so happened that my salary was paid yesterday. With my meager salary, I can only give everyone a chicken leg in the cafeteria..."

"Haha, it's okay, chicken legs are fine, and we can drink the cold-dispelling wine..." a jailer shouted, and the other jailers nodded.

As third-class jailers, they naturally knew Chu He's salary. If he could hire a chicken demon leg, he would probably have to take away more than half of it.

After the laughter died down, one of the jailers sighed, "Xiao Chu is truly amazing. How long has he been here? He's already been promoted to second-class jailer."

"Yes, Xiao Chu, I see you often coming in and out of Prison Envoy Zhou's duty room. Could it be that you two are really uncle and nephew?"

"Yes, Xiao Chu has already reached the second level of strength training. I've been here for almost five years and I'm just about to enter the second level..."

Many people looked at Chu He with sour eyes, mixed with jealousy.

As for all these things, Chu He didn't care what they thought.

Anyway, just don't get yourself into trouble.

Moreover, he began to have the strength to protect himself.