Chapter 38: Chapter 38: Cultivation Technique Fusion
"It worked."
The Blood Evil Body Refining Technique began to autonomously deduce...
But soon, the smile on Chu Ming’s face froze.
"It’s not deduction..."
In his mind, the lake ford by the Tiger and Python Body Refining Technique and the stream of the Blood Evil Body Refining Technique were not communicating, but integrating!
The stream of the Blood Evil Body Refining Technique was rging into the lake of the Tiger and Python Body Refining Technique at a swift yet unhurried pace.
This was not his subjective guidance, but inspiration and insight naturally bursting forth in his mind with the aid of the two major effects, ’Integration’ and ’Inference’.
When the small stream completely dried up, the originally calm lake began to boil, nurous bubbles erged.
Those bubbles represented the conflicts and repulsions being eliminated during the fusion of the two techniques.
As the bubbles gradually reduced, the text on the panel indicating [Tiger and Python Body Refining Technique] began to transform.
[Tiger and Python Blood Refining Technique·Blood Activation (Great Success)]
[Progress: 7/100]
Simultaneously, in his bloodline, the seventh Qi and Blood Power molded its embryonic form.
An unexpected delight.
"I never thought that deducing would turn into fusion, transforming Tiger and Python Body Refining Technique into Tiger and Python Blood Refining Technique·Blood Activation..."
Chu Ming looked at the suffix ’Blood Activation’, and had a premonition that this technique he grasped by himself was no longer the sa. According to the current trend of deducing and integrating, perhaps it could...
"Deduce the Strong Bone Realm Technique!"
From Fang Xiao, he learned that the Strong Bone Realm Technique, even in the Tiger Armor Army, was only obtainable by soone who had rendered great ritorious service.
If he could deduce a set himself, it would solve the subsequent problem of lacking a suitable technique.
After a mont, Chu Ming restrained the excitent in his heart, stopped deducing the technique, and turned to another book.
"Blood Claw Hand."
In the evening, at Wheat Alley, it seed that the tea stall owner deployed this martial technique.
The contents of the martial technique were not much, just a few pages, and he quickly finished reading it. On his panel, the martial technique [Blood Claw Hand] appeared.
This was his second martial technique after [Slapping Wind Palm].
But he did not practice [Blood Claw Hand], instead closed his eyes, and the moves of the two martial techniques erged in his mind.
If the technique could integrate and deduce, could the martial techniques possibly do the sa?
Mastering a high-tier technique or martial technique is definitely stronger than mastering a bunch of low-tier ones.
After about half a quarter of an hour, he slowly opened his eyes, a gleam of brilliance flashed from within.
"The martial technique has successfully fused."
On the panel, [Slapping Wind Palm] and [Blood Claw Hand] disappeared, a new martial technique appeared.
[Blood Wind Palm (entry-level)]
[Progress: 1/100]
Chu Ming got up and walked out of the house; as the night deepened, Little Shan was cooking in the kitchen.
He stood in the center of the small courtyard, his Qi and blood surged within, instantly condensing in his palm.
Boom—
He struck out with a palm.
The sound of breaking through the air echoed.
It was several tis stronger than the perfected Slapping Wind Palm!
Fusing martial techniques indeed proved correct.
"Young Master?" Little Shan ca out upon hearing the sound, still holding so freshly picked vegetable leaves in her hand, sowhat unclear about what the sound just was.
"Youn... Young Master?" Another voice followed, sowhat aged.
Fang Xiao, returning from the governnt office, stood dumbfounded at the courtyard entrance.
That palm just now, he saw it clearly, it wasn’t driven by physical strength, but... Qi and Blood Power!
Qi Blood Martial Technique!
Marital techniques don’t differentiate by Qi and blood; only martial artists practicing them do.
With the sa martial technique, so could only use physical strength, while the more advanced would utilize Qi and Blood Power to enhance physical strength, thereby enhancing the martial technique’s power.
But so could directly use Qi and Blood Power to support martial techniques, known as Qi Blood Martial Techniques.
Qi Blood Martial Techniques not only possess the inherent power of the technique but also disrupt the opponent’s Qi and blood or even seal the opponent’s accessing of Qi and Blood Power.
This is where Qi Blood Martial Techniques truly shine astonishingly.
He too could perform Qi Blood Martial Techniques.
But that was a secret skill he mastered after decades of martial arts practice.
How long has the young master been practicing martial arts?
"Housekeeper Fang is back." Chu Ming put away his palm technique, looked over with a calm expression.
Fang Xiao’s eyes were bloodshot, his deanor quite fatigued, yet his overall state seed relaxed, with a hint of strange daze.
Seems like the matters at the arresting office were settled.
"Little Shan, is the al ready?" He patted his stomach, turning to ask.
"Almost ready, almost ready." Little Shan hurried back into the kitchen with the vegetable leaves, continuing to cook.
After waiting for about half an hour, one after another, the fragrant dishes were served on the table.
Chu Ming was indeed starving, once the al was set, he announced and started eating.
As they were almost finished, Fang Xiao, who had been quietly speculating the whole ti, couldn’t hold his curiosity anymore.
He first sipped the soup, swallowed the rice in his mouth, then gently took a breath, trying to appear less startled.
"Young Master, when I ca into the courtyard just now, I saw the palm technique you perford was powerful, was it infused with Qi and Blood Power?"
"Possibly." Chu Ming replied between bites.
"Young Master has grasped Qi Blood Martial Technique?"
"Qi Blood Martial Technique?" Chu Ming paused, then continued eating, "Should be."
Should be?
It clearly was indeed.
Even though Fang Xiao had ntally prepared himself, hearing the confirmation still made his heart race.
The young master’s martial arts talent far exceeded his imagination.
"Right, there’s sothing to ntion." After having a few bowls, Chu Ming felt nearly full, he then looked towards Fang Xiao and Little Shan.
"I plan to go to Baiyuan Academy tomorrow."
As the words fell, Little Shan, who was just chewing slowly, froze, her small hand holding chopsticks stiffening in midair, she felt sothing warm wanting to escape from her eyes.
"I’ll go pour so soup." Little Shan ran out in a panic, not returning for a while.
Fang Xiao sighed inwardly, yet said nothing more on this matter.
He silently walked to his room, rummaging out a bundle from inside.
"Here are fifteen ounces of silver and two months’ worth of dicinal decoctions; the young master should take them tomorrow."
"Tomorrow my old acquaintances and I can accompany the young master back to Baiyuan County; it’s good to have soone look after him."
Chu Ming looked at the bundle, separated the silver inside, and said in a deep voice: "The silver isn’t needed, I’ll take the decoctions; thank you, Housekeeper Fang, for your care all this ti."
"Young master, Baiyuan Academy requires silver."
Chu Ming shook his head: "This is enough."
Yuan Chengji and the tea stall owner contributed over a dozen ounces of silver, enough for him for a long ti.
"Young master..." Fang Xiao wanted to persuade, but Chu Ming took the dicinal decoctions, walked out of the main house, stood at the door, watching Little Shan who was sobbing in the corner.
Just one glance, he went back inside.
...
The next day, on the path outside Liuu Town.
Little Shan and Fang Xiao stood side by side, watching the gradually diminishing carriage.
"Grandpa Fang, why can’t the young master take ?" Little Shan’s eyes were swollen and red.
"The young master is protecting you."
"Why are you crying, isn’t Grandpa Fang here?"
"Besides, the young master is going to study at Baiyuan Academy, not leaving forever."
"With the young master’s talent, in two or three years at most, he’ll achieve official rank, and by then, you’ll still serve the young master."
"Really?"
"Really."
...
On the carriage heading to Baiyuan County.
Chu Ming sat inside the carriage; his luggage was minimal, a few pieces of clothing, and a thick volu of "Poetry, Politics, and Military Skill
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