Chapter Two Hundred and Two
"The tournant is set for tomorrow night at the Kowloon Mountain Clubhouse."
"I understand!"
Long Xiaoshan nodded.
After eating with Wang Sihai for a while, Long Xiaoshan got up to take his leave.
Walking on the road, Long Xiaoshan pondered deeply.
Wang Sihai’s words had raised his vigilance.
In prison, he had learned a lesson: if you don’t remove the roots, the weeds will grow back with the spring breeze.
So even now, whether dealing with Zhao Jun or Wang Sihai, he kept control in his hands.
Therefore, Wei Zhentian posed a potential threat.
If he let Wei Zhentian unify Hechuan’s business world after crippling his Dantian, would Wei really let him off?
Realizing this, Long Xiaoshan already had an idea. He went to the city to get his car and returned to the village overnight.
After returning to the farm, Long Xiaoshan went to the pharmacy.
Then, he took out the Hundred Ghosts Banner and called out. Boom! A cloud of black smoke billowed out, and a chilling presence spread, causing a sharp drop in temperature that would have frozen an ordinary person solid.
A ghost appeared.
It was Yue Ling.
Long Xiaoshan glanced at him and said, "Brother Yue, your strength has improved again."
Yue Ling replied with satisfaction, "I must thank you for your elixir pills; otherwise, my improvent wouldn’t have been so rapid."
The Yin Yuan Pill that Long Xiaoshan had given him last ti had been of great help.
It had more than doubled his strength compared to when he had first t Long Xiaoshan.
After so small talk, Long Xiaoshan began to inquire.
"Brother Yue, what level of strength does a person have if they can flatten a car with their bare hands?"
Know thyself, know thy enemy, and you shall win a hundred battles without loss.
Hence, Long Xiaoshan wanted to gauge Yu Cheng’s approximate strength from Yue Ling.
After hearing the question, Yue Ling pondered for a mont before saying, "Flattening a car with bare hands, that strength is probably at the Profound Level. Of course, there’s also a possibility that the person’s hand-to-hand combat skills are extrely formidable. So, even a Huang Level cultivation might be able to manage it, though it would definitely have to be in the Late Yellow Stage at the very least."
Profound Level, or Late Yellow Stage?
Long Xiaoshan nodded silently and then asked, "Brother Yue, in terms of my Martial Dao strength, how close am I to that level?"
"I need to see it to be sure, because you are a Spirit Practitioner, which is sowhat different from a Martial Artist," Yue Ling said.
Without wasting words, Long Xiaoshan stood up and started to demonstrate.
He brought out his full strength, and the sound of his fist cutting through the air soon filled the room, eventually accompanied by the faint sound of a wolf howling reverberating continuously.
Yue Ling watched, excitent gradually flickering in his ghostly eyes.
He had been cultivating in the Ghost Banner these days.
He hadn’t paid attention to Long Xiaoshan’s cultivation. But now, he realized that Long Xiaoshan’s strength had improved so rapidly that he had even grasped the concept of Fist Intent.
Mysterious Rank Warriors, also known as Martial Dao Tongxuan Practitioners.
Only upon reaching Martial Dao Tongxuan can one comprehend the notion of intent.
Although Long Xiaoshan’s physical strength had not reached the level of a Mysterious Rank Warrior, his understanding of intent, the understanding of reaching the Tongxuan stage, signified a complete and thorough comprehension.
Genius, no, even the term genius fails to describe him; he is a prodigy, a monster!
If previously Yue Ling had only engaged with Long Xiaoshan in mutual benefit, calling upon martial skills in exchange for Long Xiaoshan’s elixir pills.
Now, he genuinely had taken a liking to Long Xiaoshan’s talents.
After Long Xiaoshan finished his demonstration, Yue Ling said, "Xiaoshan, with your strength, aside from lacking in power, you can completely contend with a Mysterious Rank Warrior."
"So you an winning against a Mysterious Rank Warrior is still difficult for ?" Long Xiaoshan realized after a mont.
"Indeed, your strength is lacking, Mysterious Rank Warrior. Having such a title ans you are already a mber of those who have entered the hall within the Ancient Martial World. Even among various sects, you would be a core mber. Every Mysterious Rank Warrior has fought through countless life-and-death battles, it’s not so simple. Of course, you also have other capabilities, Spirit Practitioner spells. Once you maintain so distance, even warriors find them troubleso. Plus, you have . Although I no longer possess the Grandmaster strength I had in life, killing a Mysterious Rank Warrior is not difficult for ," Yue Ling said indifferently, her tone filled with sky-soaring pride.
She truly is a descendant of a great general.
Long Xiaoshan lowered his gaze slightly.
He was well aware of Yue Ling’s formidability.
But he was even more aware that relying on others would only weaken him. His experience in prison, while cruel, had matured him. Only one’s own strength was absolute.
He turned his head to look at the Hundred-Year-Old dicine.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
What of Mysterious Rank Warriors?
He had the Jade Purifying Bottle, a miraculous treasure that could nurture old dicine and even Spiritual dicine. Who else in this world could so nonchalantly consu Hundred-Year-Old dicine like it was nothing?
Originally, he had planned to use the Hundred-Year-Old dicine to concoct Lesser Qi Nurturing Pills.
But then it dawned on him.
Even without crafting Lesser Qi Nurturing Pills, these Hundred-Year-Old dicines were precious cultivation resources in themselves.
Even though the effect wasn’t as potent as that of the Lesser Qi Nurturing Pills, and taking them directly was wasteful, he wasn’t lacking in dicinal ingredients at all. Besides, his current level of cultivation wasn’t that profound—it was just at the Qi-Refining First Layer.
Using Hundred-Year-Old dicine was enough for now.
Long Xiaoshan picked a stalk of Hundred-Year He Shou Wu.
He had Yue Ling protect him as he directly started ingesting the He Shou Wu.
The old dicine nurtured by the Spiritual Liquid was incredibly potent, equivalent to dicine that had matured for two hundred years on the market, and was exceptionally pure. After swallowing it, it felt like a fla rolling inside his abdon.
Such potency was sothing ordinary individuals couldn’t sustain.
An average person would boil and ingest it slowly. It might take several months for soone to fully consu a Hundred-Year He Shou Wu.
But Long Xiaoshan took only a few minutes.
To consu one stalk of Hundred-Year He Shou Wu.
The rolling potency made his abdon bloat like a balloon, an intimidating sight, but Long Xiaoshan was not alard, instead, he felt delighted. With a low roar, he began circulating the Longevity Art cultivation technique.
Under the guidance of the Longevity Art, the raging potency struck furiously against Long Xiaoshan’s ridians, bones, and flesh, cleansing his body. At the sa ti, a great amount of that potency transford into True Qi, which was eagerly absorbed by his Dantian.
True Qi quickly filled Long Xiaoshan’s Dantian. He progressed from the middle stage of the Qi-Refining First Layer to the late stage, charging towards the Qi-Refining Second Layer.
About half a Chinese hour later.
Boom!
It felt as if sothing within him broke, releasing a great amount of black impurities out of his body.
The Longevity Art, at each layer, had the function of Sinew-Transforming Marrow-Washing.
Under the powerful assault of the dicine from the Hundred-Year He Shou Wu,
Long Xiaoshan’s cultivation advanced from the Qi-Refining First Layer to the Qi-Refining Second Layer.
By this ti, only about half of the dicine’s potency had been expended. The remaining potency continued to turn into True Qi, elevating Long Xiaoshan’s cultivation to the middle stage of the Qi-Refining Second Layer before stopping.
He slowly opened his eyes.
His gaze was restrained.
Feeling the surging Longevity Art True Qi inside his body.
The middle stage of the Qi-Refining Second Layer was several tis more powerful than the Qi-Refining First Layer.
What was even more potent was the body’s Sinew-Transforming Marrow-Washing.
It made his bones, flesh, and ridians much stronger than before. This fundantal change in his body increased Long Xiaoshan’s strength, speed, and reflexes across the board, even making his mind clearer.
"With my current strength, I should be able to contend with a Mysterious Rank Warrior."
Long Xiaoshan thought to himself.
However, this was still not enough.
How could Long Xiaoshan be content with just the Qi-Refining Second Layer? He picked another stalk of Hundred-Year-Old dicine and placed it into his mouth…
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