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Clear skies and a gentle breeze.
When Zhao Yang and Long Xiao Wu arrived at the Outer Court Dojo, they saw a towering giant stone tablet standing in the courtyard, surrounded by several massive swords. A thick iron chain coiled around the swords, with a layer of magical runes faintly flowing over the stone tablet, protecting it.
Zhao Yang and Long Xiao Wu couldn't help but feel excited. The stone tablet was engraved with large characters—Universal Heart Sutra: Refining Qi. The rest was densely packed with texts on heart methods. As they approached and caught sight of the scriptures for the first time, Zhao Yang's expression suddenly changed, and he stammered, "Zhao, Zhao Family Cultivation Secret Manual?"
It was known that when Zhao Yang was nine years old, he had only glanced at the Zhao Family Cultivation Secret Manual and had already reached the third level of Qi Refinement Stage. When he killed Zhao Tenglong, he hadn’t found the Zhao Family's cultivation secret manual on him, leaving him somewhat disappointed. But now, that cultivation method which had seemed so magical to him back then was openly displayed here for everyone to see for free.
Long Xiao Wu shot a disdainful glance at Zhao Yang and said, "Although the Universal Heart Sutra is the core method of Myriad Spirit Sect, Myriad Spirit Sect does not restrict its disciples from passing down the Refining Qi section to outsiders. Perhaps one of your ancestors was a disciple of Myriad Spirit Sect, which is why the Refining Qi section of Universal Heart Sutra was passed down. It’s shameless to claim it as your Zhao Family's heart method."
Little did Long Xiao Wu know that what surprised Zhao Yang wasn’t that the Universal Spirit Technique resembled the Zhao Family Cultivation heart method; rather, he was astonished by why the Zhao Family Cultivation heart method was here. According to rumors, more than a hundred years ago, an ancestor of the Zhao Family and Ancestor Dong were Alchemist Boys at a major sect. They accidentally knocked over an alchemy furnace, causing an Elder to die before taking a Spiritual Pill. Fearing punishment and execution, they conspired to poison their master and stole cultivation manuals ranging from Qi Refinement Stage to Core Formation Stage. They also inadvertently discovered a treasure map regarding Spirit Pearls from their master’s belongings and escaped with it.
"I heard from Elder Dong that the Spirit Pearl is incredibly miraculous; no one knows what it does. I ended up here by coincidence after the treasure map disappeared for a hundred years." Zhao Yang couldn’t help but touch his chest where he had kept that treasure map hidden using various methods. Now he finally had a clue.
At this moment, Long Xiao Wu was seriously memorizing the Universal Heart Sutra while Zhao Yang also calmed himself down to start remembering it. As if sensing something, both of them took out a Spirit Qi Pill from their pockets and put it into their mouths.
Once the Spirit Qi Pill entered his stomach, Zhao Yang immediately felt a vast amount of Spirit Energy spreading from the pill to his limbs and bones. He was astonished; he hadn’t expected such powerful pharmaceutical technology in this world. Initially, he didn’t think much of the Spirit Qi Pill’s effects; he thought it would be like taking cold medicine or at most something like Huoxiang Zhengqi Water. To his surprise, its potency was so strong that Spirit Energy surged within him, flowing through his meridians. He hurriedly controlled his internal energy; otherwise, if the Spirit Energy ran amok in his meridians, it could damage them. This was his first time consuming a Spiritual Pill from the cultivation world, filling him with both joy and anxiety.
"Mm, delicious! This alchemist is really humane; they added so much sugar! It tastes like watermelon." Saying this, Zhao Yang pulled out another pill from his pocket and popped it into his mouth. After chewing a couple of times, he couldn’t help but praise again: "This one is strawberry-flavored! I love candied strawberries! This alchemist is so thoughtful; I should catch him someday and ask him to make me some candied strawberries to try—I haven’t had them in ages! The sect is really something; they have strawberries but keep them hidden." Then he pulled out yet another Spirit Qi Pill...
Meanwhile, Long Xiao Wu was sitting cross-legged in meditation at a critical moment in his practice. However, he clearly heard Zhao Yang’s words and couldn’t help but twitch slightly as he listened to Zhao Yang crunching on the Spirit Qi Pill like it was peanuts.
After an incense stick burned down...
Long Xiao Wu let out a long sigh and opened her eyes in delight, only to see Zhao Yang's face flushed, almost purple, with a radiant glow surrounding him as if he were about to burst with blood. He then pulled out a Spirit Qi Pill from his pocket, preparing to pop it into his mouth. Long Xiao Wu quickly stopped him.
"You can't eat that!" Long Xiao Wu shouted.
Zhao Yang looked a bit dazed and exclaimed, "Huh? What did you say? The last one was orange-flavored and not very tasty. I want to try this one."
Long Xiao Wu was taken aback by the realization that too many Spirit Qi Pills could lead to intoxication. She swiftly slapped Zhao Yang twice across the face.
Smack! Smack!
After the two slaps, Zhao Yang finally regained some clarity and yelled, "Why did you hit me?"
"Look at yourself! If you don't digest the medicine soon, you'll explode!"
Hearing this, Zhao Yang was startled and quickly glanced at his arms. He noticed tiny beads of blood oozing from his pores, which terrified him into frantically channeling all the Chaos True Qi from his Qi Sea to absorb the medicinal energy.
Meanwhile, Long Xiao Wu sensed a peculiar Spirit Energy in the air subtly gravitating towards Zhao Yang. Though faint like hair, it stirred something within her. The blood beads seeping from Zhao Yang's pores gradually disappeared, and his complexion shifted from deep purple to dark red, then slowly transitioned to pink.
"Why can my Spiritual Root sense his Spiritual Root? Could it be that his Mixed Spiritual Root encompasses mine? No way, that's impossible," Long Xiao Wu shook her head, dismissing her thoughts.
At that moment, a large group of people approached from a distance. Long Xiao Wu looked up at the position of the sun and guessed that these individuals had just returned from the Barbecue Restaurant after eating. They gathered daily at the Dojo for training. Aside from Zhao Yang and Long Xiao Wu, who had been assigned to the woodshed, everyone else was required to respond when their names were called. However, as the management of the Outer Sect became increasingly lax, many disciples began to slack off. The recent deaths of New Disciples had left everyone on edge, fearing that misfortune might strike them next.
"Hey, aren't those the two bosses from the Barbecue Restaurant? Why are you two here practicing the Universal Heart Sutra instead of running your business? Come on, relax while practicing the Universal Heart Sutra!" A carefree young man swaggered over and looked at Zhao Yang and Long Xiao Wu sitting on the ground.
Long Xiao Wu glanced at the young man without speaking, her eyes holding a warning.
"Hey, this Three-Inch Pig is glaring at me. Don't think just because your uncle is an Inner Sect Elder that I won't dare to hit you! Damn it, a bunch of Outer Sect disciples have died, and we haven't seen an Inner Sect Elder show up. Who would care if you lost a few pounds of meat?"
The young man's words drew laughter from the crowd. Long Xiao Wu's eyes flashed with anger as she stood protectively beside Zhao Yang. When a cultivator is in meditation, the worst thing that can happen is to be interrupted; an incomplete Great Circulation can easily lead to going astray and result in broken meridians and death.
Clearly, the young man's group did not care about Zhao Yang's life or death. Seeing Long Xiao Wu standing by him only fueled their desire to disrupt Zhao Yang's cultivation.
"I heard that if a cultivator is interrupted during meditation, they either go mad and die or become a reckless lunatic. What do you think? This kid looks pretty handsome; will he strip down and perform for us if we interrupt him?"
The crowd burst into laughter, suddenly intrigued by the young man's suggestion.
"I advise you not to joke with your lives. If you really provoke me, even I would be scared!" Long Xiao Wu shouted a threatening remark, but it only made those around her laugh harder.
"Wow, what a clown," Zhao Yang thought to himself as he vaguely caught Long Xiao Wu's words. He couldn't help but curse inwardly; her comment was purely inciting anger. If he didn't know Long Xiao Wu well, he would have thought others were deliberately trying to stir up hatred against him.
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