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The sirens outside wailed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, sharp and lingering. Lin Yuan, however, had no mind to investigate what was happening. The threat from the Qi Gong Association weighed heavily on him, like a bone stuck in his throat, nauseating and inescapable.
He irritably raked his fingers through his hair, which was now a chaotic mess, resembling a bird's nest. Those cryptic messages and the ominous warnings made him realize that this sheepskin scroll was no ordinary antique; it might very well be some kind of Martial Arts Manual or Immortal Cultivation Manual.
Rather than sitting idle, he decided to take the initiative and strike first! What if he could actually cultivate some extraordinary skills? Then who would dare to act arrogantly?
Lin Yuan's gaze fell upon the yellowed sheepskin scroll, which seemed older than his grandfather and exuded a musty odor. Tonight, he would begin his cultivation!
He sat cross-legged on the bed, mimicking the poses of heroes from Wuxia films, striking what he thought was a professional stance, resembling a frog preparing for hibernation.
"Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy, heed my call! Grant me strength!" Lin Yuan silently chanted in his heart, imagining himself like the protagonists in novels, instantly possessing world-shattering power—one punch to explode the Earth, one kick to send the sun flying. Just thinking about it was exhilarating!
However, imagination is rich while reality is stark. Five minutes passed with nothing happening except for his legs going numb. Forget about world-shattering power; he could barely get out of bed.
"Could it be my posture is wrong?" Lin Yuan shifted positions, wriggling like a squirming caterpillar as he continued to try.
Still no response. The room was eerily quiet, save for the rumbling of his stomach.
"Could this thing be fake?" Lin Yuan began to doubt himself. Was he destined to be an ordinary person, forever just a mediocre live-streaming host?
He flipped through the sheepskin scroll repeatedly; the symbols looked like gibberish to him—completely incomprehensible. Could it be written in an alien language?
"Forget it; I’ll eat something to calm my nerves." Failing at cultivation meant he should at least fill his stomach first. Lin Yuan got up, rubbed his numb legs, and rummaged through the fridge for a bucket of pickled beef noodles.
Just as he tore open the seasoning packet and prepared to dig in, he suddenly caught sight of a line of small text in the corner of the scroll. He had overlooked it before, but upon closer inspection, it was written in modern characters! It felt as out of place as discovering a smartphone in an ancient tomb.
"Energy Conversion Formula? What’s that?" Lin Yuan read aloud curiously; the name sounded suspiciously like something from a high school physics textbook.
He picked up his phone and searched for the formula.
To his shock, the search revealed that this formula was remarkably similar to modern scientific principles of energy conversion! It was akin to using Einstein's Theory of Relativity to explain cultivation—truly astonishing!
"Could it be that these Ancient Martial Arts Techniques can be explained by science?" Lin Yuan suddenly felt invigorated as if he had discovered a new continent. The excitement made him want to shout "Eureka!"
He settled back into a cross-legged position. This time, instead of blindly reciting incantations, he began to mobilize the "Lingqi" within him according to the Energy Conversion Formula. It sounded mystical but essentially involved controlling his breathing and heartbeat based on the formula's guidance, allowing his body to enter a meditative state.
A strange energy flowed within him, making him feel warm and incredibly comfortable—as if soaking in a hot spring.
"Done!" Lin Yuan felt a surge of joy in his heart as he continued to channel his spiritual energy. It felt like clearing the first level of a game, filling him with a sense of accomplishment.
Suddenly, he felt an eruption within him, as if a volcano had exploded. A powerful energy surged through his body, crashing around like a wild storm, making him feel as though his organs were about to shatter.
His body began to tremble violently, his skin flushed red, and sweat poured down him as if he had just emerged from a steam room.
"Shit, am I going to lose control?" Lin Yuan thought in alarm, trying to stop his cultivation but realizing he couldn't control the energy within him. It felt like an out-of-control train that simply wouldn't stop!
He felt like a balloon on the verge of bursting, ready to disintegrate at any moment. Was he really going to meet an untimely end and become a joke in the world of cultivation?
Just when despair was about to take over, a cool breath suddenly surged into his body, alleviating his pain. It felt like a man dying of thirst in the desert suddenly finding water, reigniting his hope.
He sensed that his body was undergoing tremendous changes; his strength, speed, and reflexes had all greatly improved. He felt as if he had gained superpowers—capable of anything!
"Have I... broken through?" Lin Yuan opened his eyes, which sparkled with brilliance like two searchlights.
He tried to throw a punch and was astonished to find that he had punched a large hole straight through the thick wall! This wall had cost him a fortune to renovate, and now it lay in ruins from just one punch—both painful and exhilarating at the same time.
"Wow, this is incredible!" Lin Yuan exclaimed, jumping up in excitement. It felt like winning the lottery, filling him with uncontainable joy!
He felt empowered now, capable of easily leaping over skyscrapers or smashing a car with a single blow. He felt like Superman—ready to save the world!
"Hahaha, I, Lin Yuan, am finally rising up!"
After finishing his cultivation, Lin Yuan was exhausted yet exhilarated. He felt as if he had run a marathon—dead tired but filled with a sense of achievement.
He realized he now possessed the power to change his fate. He would use this strength to pursue his dreams and seek the truth. He would become a true powerhouse and no longer be at the mercy of others!
He picked up his phone and dialed a number.
"Hello, Lao Zhou? I did it! I broke through! I feel invincible right now!"
On the other end of the line came a surprised voice: "Really? Are you kidding me?"
"Why would I lie? You'll see tomorrow!" Lin Yuan said before hanging up the phone.
He walked to the window, gazing at the night outside, a hint of a confident smile playing on his lips.
The Qi Gong Association? Just wait for my challenge!
Suddenly, a knock echoed through the air.
Lin Yuan's heart tightened. Could it be that the Qi Gong Association had come knocking already? So soon?
He cautiously opened the door, only to find an unexpected visitor standing outside.
A slender woman in a black robe, with an Ancient Compass hanging from her chest.
Su Jiu'er.
Her face was pale, and her eyes reflected a mix of urgency and unease.
"Lin Yuan, I need your help..."
Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly collapsed into Lin Yuan's arms.
Lin Yuan was taken aback.
What was happening?
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