Early in the morning, Liu Qi slowly woke up to the workings of his biological clock, with the sky still sowhat dim, and many stars invisible in the city still shining. The campfire was still burning quietly. Then, he saw an orca sitting on a wooden stake nearby, writing sothing in a notebook...
Wait a second, an orca?!
Liu Qi shook his head vigorously, and then realized it was his own master.
"Master has turned into an orca, why would I dream of such a thing?"
Liu Qi grinned and got up to wash by the river. Then, he began to practice his horse stance.
Ever since he saw Feng Xue "slice" the river with one "sword," he had developed a strong interest in the tedious task of practicing the horse stance; if not for his master telling him that training also needed moderation, he would have liked to sleep while maintaining the horse stance.
Feng Xue glanced at Liu Qi and thought to herself how close she ca to losing her dignity.
Well, Liu Qi hadn’t seen wrong, she indeed was an orca at the ti.
But not a real orca, instead, she was wearing a hooded orca onesie.
This was a "new posture" she developed out of her [Orca] power; due to the variable degree of Transformation her power generated in several experints, she consciously started to control the output of her power, and then she discovered that her ability to "modify the appearance into an item with orca elents" was fundantally very broad.
Take clothing, for instance, she could make it into a Deep Sea Hunter Suit with a design sense of an orca, or she could make it into a hooded fleece orca onesie, or even turn into a large orca mascot costu—the kind from amusent parks.
Of course, the Item’s original Attribute wouldn’t change at all, and neither would its collision volu, in other words, at the strong request of Feng Xue, she had obtained the Phantom Transformation system she had dread of.
"But this is not the kind of Phantom Transformation I fu**ing wanted!" Casually stuffing the newly appeared bag of salt into her pocket, Feng Xue turned her attention back to the notebook in front of her.
As each character and drawing was completed, her face showed a hint of disappointnt.
The Secret Manual was written, and by feeling it, it should be a "pseudo-book," which lacked any elent of a [Book] or [Secret Manual], let alone the enchanted item that Feng Xue wanted.
"Is it because there’s no legend about offering a Secret Manual? But to maintain the relationship with the official, it’s not possible to distribute Secret Manuals like we did with the coin in the past." Feng Xue puckered her lips, casually threw a [Book] elent into the Secret Manual, and sprinkled in a bit of [Identity], intending to destroy it on the spot.
Who knew, the mont Golden Finger began to operate, Feng Xue sensed sothing was off.
"This feeling... it’s not the Black Ball! Did it produce sothing?!"
Feng Xue quickly looked down to find the howork notebook she’d bought on a whim from a small shop had now turned into a thread-bound book that looked rather classical, and the related attributes also appeared before her eyes—
Na: Phantom Item·Basic Boxing
Elents: [Martial Arts], [Boxing], [Book]
Description: The first Martial Arts created in the life of the great hero Orca Martial God. Although it is Basic Boxing, it is vastly different from the combat thods available on the market.
The martial arts described in the book looked very simplistic on the surface; even an elentary school student could practice by following the illustrations. Yet the real essence was precisely hidden beneath these rudintary moves.
This was a martial arts book that emphasized the spirit realm, a product of the Orca Martial God’s research into "consciousness." All martial arts could be integrated within it, but only with an extrely strong will could one drive this extrely powerful boxing technique!
Note: I have felt your dominant spirit! I understand your ambition!
...
"What’s the use of this piece of crap?" Feng Xue flipped through "Basic Boxing" but didn’t feel any change whatsoever, there was neither a sudden enlightennt of the Killing Whale Dominating Fist nor a sudden surge of dominating intent, such as a "violent," "wild," or "vigorous" increase; the book itself showed no sign of vanishing either.
"Can this thing even be considered a phantom item?" Feng Xue began to question, feeling that it might be due to already knowing the technique and thus being unable to use it, so she first took out her phone and photographed all the content, confirming it was identical to what she had previously written, typos (also known as accepted variants) and all, before turning to Liu Qi, who was practicing his horse stance, and saying:
"Your horse stance is coming along, ti to teach you another boxing technique."
"Yes, Master!" Liu Qi’s eyes nearly shone upon hearing Feng Xue’s words. He had been practicing basic skills with Feng Xue these days. Qinggong only made one run faster and less easily tired, to him it wasn’t quite the kung fu he had imagined. The only thing that seed related to the martial arts he dread of was that miraculous inner strength. Yet he was like Zhang Wuji, who had just left the mountains—possessing great inner strength but without suitable moves to use it.
Now hearing that his master was going to teach him a martial arts technique, excitent surged within him, but then he hesitated and said:
"Umm, Master, this isn’t going to involve a ton of academic lessons again, is it? I’m already struggling with the I Ching and the Eight Trigrams."
"No need, even a child could learn it." Feng Xue tossed the Basic Boxing secret manual to Liu Qi, who clumsily caught the ancient-looking, thread-bound book flying towards him. Holding the book, he realized this item was not simple.
Though it looked like an ordinary thread-bound book, the texture of the paper was unlike any he had seen in his lifeti.
Being careful not to damage it, he didn’t dare use too much force and started to leaf through it with his horse stance still held.
Soon, however, his brows furrowed, and after flipping through a booklet, he couldn’t help but say:
"Master, this boxing technique..."
"What, too simple?" Feng Xue, seeing Liu Qi finished with the booklet, and that the book hadn’t disappeared, felt slightly disappointed but still asked.
"Well, it feels a bit like the military boxing we learned in college." Liu Qi felt a bit let down, but considering it was basic boxing, he suppressed that sense of loss for the mont. To his surprise, his master appeared contemplative upon hearing this, then walked over to the riverbank and casually threw a punch.
The punch was unremarkable, and its result was just as unremarkable, but Feng Xue wasn’t disappointed; after brief contemplation, she assud the sa stance again. This ti, however, Liu Qi once again felt that indescribably intense, pore-tightening aura of dread.
Boom!
The punch remained the sa, but when it was thrown, it sent tons of river water skyward, turning into a light rain that fell back down.
Drenched like a drowned rat by the pouring river water, Liu Qi had no ti to mind his own state as he anxiously looked at the thread-bound book in his hands, only to find the book was completely water-resistant.
"Treasure!" A variety of wuxia scenes flashed through Liu Qi’s mind, like the seemingly ordinary swordsmanship of All Swords Return to One or connecting the first seventeen moves to produce the Eighteenth Dragon Subduing Palm. His heart ignited with excitent. As he pondered whether flipping through the book too quickly would seem disrespectful, he heard his master utter four words in a low voice—
"So that’s how it is."
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