Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path Chapter 212 - 212 184 Golden Body Level 7 Greatly Enhanced D

212: Chapter 184: Golden Body Level 7, Greatly Enhanced Defense 212: Chapter 184: Golden Body Level 7, Greatly Enhanced Defense Mother Zhou had to be injected with an inhibitor every now and then during her hospital stay, to prevent the illness from risking her life.

That kind of drug was produced by Hongguang.

“This ti, by taking down Taihe Pharmaceuticals, if things don’t go well, the one who benefits the most could be Hongguang Biotech.”

“Regarding the matter of General Wenshan’s Tomb, apart from Taihe Pharmaceuticals’ relentless pursuit which forced Master Dong to flee in all directions, official powers also played a very disgraceful role.

It’s impossible that individuals like Wang Yulin and Yao Zhenbang would intervene on their own initiative….”

Originally, it was thought that they might be secretly communicating with Taihe’s Chen Family, but now it seems that might not necessarily be the case.”

“The suspicion towards Hongguang Biotech is bigger.

They were involved in the incident at General Wenshan’s Tomb, yet did not gain more benefits, how could they easily let go?”

“Perhaps, those people are still secretly searching for information about Mada Zhao Yue’s old residence, it’s just that they’re not doing it openly, and others are unaware of it.”

Zhou Ping’an recalled this matter suddenly after looking at the docunts.

Why he had such suspicions.

Because the Chairman of Taihe Pharmaceuticals had long been in cahoots with the Eternal Life Group.

Since they are involved with foreign entities, then it’s impossible for them to collaborate seamlessly with official powers.

A leaf before the eye conceals Mount Tai.

Zhou Ping’an chuckled softly.

He suppressed all the doubts in his heart.

Regardless of how the situation develops,

the first thing to do is to improve his own strength; that is the most correct thing to do.

…

Letting go of a variety of distracting thoughts, Zhou Ping’an busied himself by going outside his house, dug up a fresh flower, and entered the bedroom again.

Then, he discovered the purpose of those three plots of land within the space.

Fertile.

Exceptionally fertile.

He just tossed a common wisteria flower into the space, planted it with his mind into the soil, and quickly, with the wind, it grew as if an inducing technique had been applied to it.

Under his focused attention, the flower blood and withered, ford pods and fruited….

“Good grief.”

Seeing this scene,

Zhou Ping’an got a rough idea.

So, he planted a few slightly living wild ginseng roots into it.

In less than an hour, they grew into large ginseng roots.

He could hardly believe it, and after pulling out the ginseng and tasting a slice, a flash of brilliance crossed his eyes.

“The dicinal properties haven’t changed, but the potency has increased imnsely.”

“Just the Yuan Qi content of this one slice is up to ten tis that of ten similar roots.”

He felt his Qi-Blood fluctuations in his body for a while.

Zhou Ping’an was greatly surprised.

That soil quality was definitely extraordinary.

Using it to grow ordinary herbs would certainly be sowhat wasteful.

However, he happened to be complaining about insufficient blood and Yuan Qi, causing him not to dare continue cultivating the King of Light’s Golden Body Technique.

Planting so tonic herbs into it could indeed serve as a supplent.

As long as he waited until he reached Another World, he could then harvest a batch of rare exotic herbs to plant, and when he returned to the modern world, he wouldn’t have to worry about lacking elixirs to use.

Having solved a vexing issue,

Zhou Ping’an then directed his gaze toward the thatched hut and the small pond.

Casting his spirit over, he found nothing out of the ordinary.

That fishing rod could only be looked at as the pond’s clear waves gently rippled, invisible and untouchable.

“Could it be that only when all the mirrors are gathered, will the physical body be able to go fishing….”

Facing two spots that likely held enormous benefits which he was unable to utilize, Zhou Ping’an felt sowhat frustrated.

However, just the thought of possessing a piece of land where whatever he planted could multiply the efficiency and the Yuan Qi of the harvest tenfold or a hundredfold, he was already quite satisfied.

One must not be greedy without sufficiency.

He had to learn to be content.

Moreover, he also had a portable storage, right?

Whatever he put into it was hidden from gods and ghosts.

And it could even take items to Another World.

The days of profiteering across two worlds simply couldn’t be too comfortable.

“What exactly do I need to take with ?”

Zhou Ping’an scratched his head.

It’s not that there were too few things he could take.

But too many.

He suffered from choice paralysis.

“Oh well, I’ll take a little bit of everything, go over there and see – spices, snacks, toys, perfu, soap, tissue paper…

Plus, bring a few more powerful weapons.

Although the firearms I can access are not too formidable for the experts of that world, they are still a supplentary ans against opponents.”

“As for making money, there’s no rush.

First, I’ll research the market, see what the demands are on that side and then decide…”

…

Afterward, Zhou Ping’an settled his mind and began to cultivate the King of Light’s Golden Body Technique.

He indeed wanted to directly cultivate the Five Desires Evil Art to its peak of completion.

However, this Cultivation Technique progressing to the Fifth Realm of Desire for Sleep required the consumption of Mind Wish Power Silk Threads, which increased fivefold.

Zhou Ping’an roughly estimated the progress…

to completely comprehend and master this Demonic Cultivation, he reckoned that he would still need 375,000 Mind Wish Power Threads.

If it were in Another World, this number was simply enough to drive one to despair.

Nearly four hundred thousand people’s faithful belief…

Even if the Red Lotus Sect stirred up a revolutionary storm over a province, it likely still wouldn’t be enough to gather that many.

Because not every refugee who joins a rebellion sincerely believes in their leader, nor do they necessarily have true faith in the Red Lotus Matriarch.

In a group of ten people, having one or two who are genuinely grateful and trusting is already quite good.

Most people are just looking for a al.

How much loyalty can there be?

The sa principle applies to the modern world.

Accumulating this amount of Wishful Heartforce is no simple task.

Zhou Ping’an’s several live streams have been nothing short of spectacular.

His martial skills also cannot be said to be anything but formidable.

Although there are many who enjoy the spectacle, the number of those who truly admire him from the bottom of their hearts is not that great.

Perhaps it’s because people of this era have seen too much, and most have their own opinions, and don’t easily admire others.

Up until now, Zhou Ping’an has not accumulated more than 220,000 Mind Wish Power Silk Threads.

Moreover, he had already consud over 110,000 previously.

While the number of likes can accumulate, Mind Wish Power Silk Threads cannot be reused.

They are a consumable.

Once the videos he posted have had their run, and no new traffic cos in, there are no new sources of Mind Threads.

This forces him to keep releasing new videos and starting new live streams.

“The seventh level of the King of Light’s Golden Body Technique, stepping into the Vajra Body Realm, actually requires 75,000 Wishful Heartforce.”

Zhou Ping’an only burned a few dozen silk threads to Overclock his brain and practiced this Defensive Technique from the King of Light’s Temple for a while before shaking his head.

An initial estimate showed that the cost was substantial.

Indeed, this extrely powerful defensive cultivation technique was a Grimoire Level technique.

In so sense, it was on the sa level as the Five Desires Evil Art.

“Money is made to be spent, prosperity cos and goes, wealth brings happiness to people.”

Zhou Ping’an did not mind at all having more techniques to enhance his physical strength and defensive abilities.

His main cultivation thod, the Tidal Breathing Technique, had co to a halt in the late stage of Blood Renewal because the dicines were insufficient, and he lacked the energy to coagulate blood into qi.

However, this did not an he couldn’t strengthen his body.

He imdiately put the Red Lotus Visualization thod into operation, the Karmic Fire blazing fiercely, his brain in Overclocked mode.

Every crucial aspect of the Golden Body thod flowed through his mind one by one.

All obstacles were broken through one after another.

Zhou Ping’an sotis sat in the pose of a Bodhisattva, sotis stood in the stance of a Vajra subduing demons, and at tis he churned his Qi-Blood and ford seals with his hands, taking the unshakeable posture of the King of Light…

He felt that the place where he stood seed to be imbued with a strange energy that clung to his body.

Within the sensitivity of his soul,

His body seed to be enveloped by a mountain range, with threads of golden light appearing on his skin.

At the sa ti, he felt an inner emptiness.

He quickly ate so ginseng and Ganoderma that he had grown earlier, gobbling them down like radishes.

Once swallowed, the dicine was imdiately taken up by his extrely powerful gastric sac, crushed, and transford into surging Yuan Qi to replenish what was needed.

He continued until the sun began to set.

Only then did Zhou Ping’an slowly conclude his practice.

The Red Lotus Karmic Fire deep in his heart gradually ceased to leap.

The skin of his body was covered by a thin layer of golden light, like a screen draped over it.

In the mirror, his whole being looked like a gilded statue of a Bodhisattva in a temple.

He hardly looked like a living thing.

“Alright, this technique is truly bizarre.

It doesn’t make seem human.”

Zhou Ping’an laughed wryly at himself.

He was very curious to find out just how strong the defense was of the Seventh Level Vajra Body Technique that he had understood at such great cost.

He gestured with his hand.

Cang Yue’s precious blade appeared in his grasp.

Just as he was about to test slashing his arm, he stopped midway at the sight of the chilling gleam on the blade’s edge.

“Have I gone mad or am I too overconfident, thinking of resisting a Treasure Sword with flesh and blood?

Even if I were a vegetable, I wouldn’t be this senseless when drunk.”

He put the blade away, with a flicker of his body, went to the kitchen, took out the sturdy knife his mother had bought, and swung it down with all his strength.

Boom…

This ti, it was entirely different from before.

With the force of over 8,000 pounds driving the kitchen knife, it slashed at his arm with enough power to break mountains and cleave rocks.

The golden light sprang into action upon impact, firm like the most resilient Golden Silk Armor, rigidly blocking in front of the blade.

Crack…

The kitchen knife crumbled under the imnse pressure, the two forces colliding.

The knife branded as durable for ten years without wear, a ‘Mother’s Good Helper,’ shattered into dozens, if not hundreds, of steel fragnts before Zhou Ping’an’s eyes.

It scattered in all directions.

“That was close.”

Zhou Ping’an moved swiftly, his hands coming together, forming gentle waves, intercepting the flying steel splinters.

He almost turned his kitchen into a room full of holes.

He looked at his arm in amazent.

The thin layer of soft golden light shone with ripples…

Not to ntion damaging muscles and bones, not even the surface sheen was broken.

“Unlike the Five Desires Evil Art, which cultivates both the spiritual soul and the strength of the body…

the King of Light’s Golden Body thod, however, works from the outside in, generating True Qi.

This Protective True Qi is not condensed from Qi-Blood.

It seems to be drawn from the earth beneath my feet and produced from the rhythm of my muscles…”

“Even if soone could penetrate this King of Light’s Golden Body defense, they would still face my body, which is eighty tis more robust than an ordinary person.

Who could harm ?”

Zhou Ping’an held the blade in his hand, and for a mont, he felt his spirits soar as if the whole world was within his reach.

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PS: This transitional chapter was a bit flat, I will speed up the pace tomorrow.

I miss Xiao Jiu and the others too.