Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path Chapter 33 - 33 32 In Times of Peace Think of Danger

33: Chapter 32: In Tis of Peace, Think of Danger 33: Chapter 32: In Tis of Peace, Think of Danger Zhou Ping’an was conscious.

His body was truly injured.

Half of his body, inside and out, felt as if it had turned to frost, as though any larger movent might shatter it.

Therefore, he dared not make any big movents.

Fearing he’d completely tear his blood vessels and major tendons…

As for Lin Huaiyu sensing he was still accumulating power, emanating a faint sense of extre danger,

in so sense, it wasn’t false.

Given Zhou Ping’an’s penchant for ticulous calculation, always keeping the last card up his sleeve,

even in his life-and-death struggle against the black-robed, masked man with icy left hand and fiery right, he hadn’t used this move…

If Lin Huaiyu hadn’t co to support him at the last mont.

If that black-robed, masked man continued his pursuit.

He would’ve had no choice but to go all in.

The thing he relied on wasn’t anything else.

It was the hundreds of white Mind Power strands provided by all the Guardian House Servants, as well as Lin Huaiyu, Xiao Xue, and others, when he carried the little one out from the back courtyard.

At that mont, no one cheered, only because the situation was too perilous.

In the depths of their hearts, anyone who identified with the Lin Family, who held even the slightest affection for Little Jiu Girl, seeing Zhou Ping’an’s disregard for life and death, displaying divine power and fighting the masked assassin to escape from death, couldn’t help but feel imnse admiration and respect.

Ten strands of white Mind Power could hold a three-second Overclocking of the brain, making one’s understanding godlike.

So, a hundred strands?

How long could they hold?

Using the Visualization of the Red Lotus Heart Seal created by his brain, he could ignite it and enter an Overclocking State.

Within the effective ti, he could definitely achieve, see through everything, and shatter everything.

Even if that black-robed, masked man was stronger.

Even if Zhou Ping’an was injured…

He was confident that, with that extrely special state, almost as if a divine spirit had possessed him, he could completely turn the tables.

The Overclocking State could take the responsiveness of his nerves to the extre, making his Sword Technique intricately unimaginable…

Utilizing a fraction of strength for tenfold effect.

Defeating the opponent might be difficult.

After all, the opponent was two Cultivation Realms higher, separated by the huge gap of Blood Renewal and Refinent of Organs.

And he had just entered the stage of Marrow Cleansing and Energy Refining.

Strength, speed, and physical toughness were all too far apart…

But regardless, truly entering that state.

Zhou Ping’an believed that self-preservation should be no problem.

The only regret was that Mind Power was too precious, best used to purify the soul and enhance ntal strength.

And to use the brief mont of sudden enlightennt to improve one’s Skills.

Like the cultivation of Wave Stacking Jin.

Or the understanding of Sword Technique.

Even the advancent of the Tidal Breathing Technique…

All these practices required vast amounts of ti to grind and improve.

With this brief opening of “sudden enlightennt,” efficiency could naturally be improved infinitely.

Catch up to or even surpass the decades or decades of cultivation of those noble or inherited disciples in this world.

The least worthwhile was to use battle as a way to burn the special state created by the white Mind Threads.

Perhaps it would greatly enhance combat power in a short period of ti.

After the battle, there would be nothing left.

Hence,

Zhou Ping’an reserved these hundred-plus strands of white Mind Threads as the last card to play when absolutely necessary.

Fortunately, Lin Huaiyu didn’t let him down.

At the final mont, she arrived in ti.

…

The [Zhengyang Pill] lted as soon as it touched the tongue, transforming into a rolling heat that surged through the entire body, revitalizing the once very difficult to execute [Tidal Breathing Technique].

Like ripples spreading out, the whole body trembled.

Zhou Ping’an’s frozen and stiff body, like snowflakes under the winter sun, turned into flowing water…

A warm current surged through the body, making the blood hot, yet curiously not enough to scald the flesh.

One could feel, a gentle and vibrant life force, thriving within.

And who knows how long it had been…

Gradually, Zhou Ping’an realized that the inside of his body was free from the icy cold frost…

His condition was even better than before he got injured.

“Zhengyang Pill…”

“It seems I’ve realized that these dicines prefixed with [certain pills] are all extraordinary.

Those a notch below [pills] should be [certain pellets], like the Duangu Pill, Muscle Transforming Pill, and so forth…”

“Third Miss is quite generous.

If I’m not mistaken, besides healing, this Zhengyang Pill should also greatly enhance Qi-Blood.”

Zhou Ping’an felt an overwhelming power surging through his body.

He felt warm and full of spirit, as if after a day and night of deep sleep, he had an inexhaustible supply of energy.

“What a great thing, even just for these pills and pellets, the share of dical materials in Qingyang City or on Black Mountain Range absolutely couldn’t be surrendered.

No wonder Baicao Hall and Lin Family go to the extent of losing their minds over this market, resorting to all kinds of desperate asures…”

“Alas, my cultivation level is still not sufficient, fighting beyond one’s league is always too dangerous.

This ti was good fortune; not losing my life, but it can’t always be like this, right?”

Once his injuries had improved, Zhou Ping’an finally had the mindset to reflect on the previous battle of wits and agility, like dancing on a tightrope.

At that mont, it hadn’t seed like much.

But upon reflection, he was still shaken.

If he had been slightly less decisive, or hesitated for a fraction when striking…

Not only would Little Jiu have been taken away, he himself would likely have faced grim odds.

Especially that last black-robed, masked old fellow, whose body and bones were so strong that even his knife edge could barely make a cut.

That was just outrageous.

Not only was that person’s defense extraordinarily strong…

but his attacks were also extrely fierce; my physique, comparable to a white browed tiger in the mountains, couldn’t withstand even a casual strike from him.

If I encountered such an enemy again, would I have to rely on luck next ti?

Or gamble with my life?

“I need to improve, and I need a significant boost.”

With this thought.

A deep unease surfaced in Zhou Ping’an’s heart again.

Master Dong Qingshan had obtained an opportunity but failed to keep it.

A lesson from the recent past.

This world is far more dangerous than imagined.

And the modern world on the other side is not necessarily any safer.

Although the one who killed Master Dong was soone from this world, or so force from this world.

In Zhou Ping’an’s view, the ultimate culprit was actually from the other world.

If it hadn’t been for the official entity and the mysterious forces behind General Wenshan’s Tomb pressuring Master Dong into a corner, leaving him no choice but to take refuge in this world and improve himself in an extrely radical manner to confront the crises.

If he had been a little more careful, a bit more cautious.

Skulking in hiding, slowly growing stronger.

He wouldn’t have attracted such powerful enemies so quickly and died silently…

The yesterday of Master Dong was actually my tomorrow.

The circumstances of us two, when spoken of, are actually quite similar.

No matter how indifferent Zhou Ping’an usually is, it would be impossible not to learn a lesson from this.

The only way he could think of to break through the situation was to massively improve his strength.

So long as, when crisis strikes, he could smash everything with his fists, cut through everything with his knife in hand.

All dangers would then beco insignificant.

Both worlds are rely pastures for resources to evolve and enhance myself…