6kv Chapter 22 Qi and Blood Pill
Chapter 22 Qi and Blood Pill
For the Bai family, the Wu family martial arts school was a behemoth they could not afford to offend.
Ironclad Sect was an unassailable force against the Wu Family Martial Arts School, occupying a higher position in the food chain.
Zhang Chunsheng took Chen Qiyuan to visit Steward Lin of the Ironclad Gate, naturally to apologize for what happened that day.
Although this sounds ridiculous.
Deacon Lin helped the Guo family plot to seize the spiritual root of the Wu family martial arts school, but ultimately failed. As the victim, the Wu family martial arts school had to apologize to Deacon Lin.
But that's the harsh reality.
Ironclad Gate is one of the most powerful forces in Nan'an City. At least in the northern part of the city, all forces, big and small, have to rely on it.
"Senior brother, there's something I don't understand."
On the carriage, Chen Qiyuan took the opportunity to ask Zhang Chunsheng, "Spiritual roots are so precious, they must be quite valuable to the Ironclad Sect as well. Why didn't the Ironclad Sect just seize this Blood Spirit Mushroom directly?"
Zhang Chunsheng laughed and said, "I had the same question before. My master told me that I would understand when I reached the Marrow Refining Realm."
"So, Senior Brother has already understood?"
"It's not mysterious at all. It's just because of conflicting attributes. You should know that every spiritual root has a different attribute. The most precious spiritual root of the Ironclad Sect is most likely of the metal element. It doesn't match the attribute of the Blood Spirit Mushroom. To the disciples of the Ironclad Sect, the Blood Spirit Mushroom is worthless."
"Even if it has little value to the true disciples, it's not bad to give it to the outer disciples."
Zhang Chunsheng smiled and explained, "The Guo family's ancestors were disciples of the Ironclad Sect."
Chen Qiyuan suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."
Zhang Chunsheng sighed, "The key to how far one can go on the path of martial arts is one's spiritual root. The reason why the Ironclad Sect has been able to stand for hundreds of years is precisely because the sect possesses a high-grade spiritual root."
Chen Qiyuan asked curiously, "So spiritual roots are also graded?"
"That's natural. The higher the grade, the stronger the power contained in the spiritual root, which can help people break through to a higher realm."
"So, what grade is our Blood Spirit Mushroom?"
"Not up to standard."
"What about the spiritual roots of the Ironclad Sect?"
"Eighth rank."
There's a difference of two ranks, no wonder the Ironclad Sect doesn't care about the Blood Spirit Mushroom.
Chen Qiyuan then asked, "I heard from my tenth senior brother that the spiritual dew from the Blood Spirit Mushroom can give a martial artist at the Transformation Realm a 50% chance of breaking through to the Marrow Refining Realm. Wouldn't the seventh-grade spiritual root of the Ironclad Sect allow them to reach an even higher realm?"
Zhang Chunsheng said, "That's for sure. The Ironclad Sect Master is a True Knowledge Realm expert."
True understanding of reality!
Chen Qiyuan finally learned about the realms beyond the Marrow Refining Realm.
He was about to ask another question when the carriage stopped, and the driver's voice came, "Third Master, we've arrived."
"Let's go."
Zhang Chunsheng led him off the carriage to see Steward Lin.
……
In a small courtyard, Deacon Lin, dressed in a white robe, stood there leisurely admiring the flowers.
Zhang Chunsheng led Chen Qiyuan over to pay their respects, saying, "Greetings, Your Excellency."
"Here you are."
Deacon Lin turned his head, not looking at Zhang Chunsheng, but sizing up Chen Qiyuan before asking, "Do you know why we called you here?"
Chen Qiyuan felt uncomfortable under his gaze; the man's eyes seemed to be looking at some kind of object.
"Please enlighten me, Deacon."
"Guo Yongchang hates you to the bone, but he hasn't harmed you these past two days. Do you know why?" Deacon Lin smiled and said, "Because I want to protect you."
"Is it because I'm useful to you, Butler?"
"Smart. I love dealing with smart people." Deacon Lin's smile widened. "So, how will you repay me?"
Chen Qiyuan immediately understood and said, "If there's anything that can be used, please feel free to ask, Steward."
"Very good." Deacon Lin clapped his hands.
A man dressed in black walked out of the corridor. He was about forty years old, with an ordinary appearance, but his eyes were unusually bright.
Deacon Lin introduced him, "His name is Zhu Tong. Ten years ago, after reaching the Transformation Realm, he challenged dozens of Transformation Realm martial artists in order to break through to the Marrow Refining Realm, and he has never been defeated. I searched for several years before finding such a Transformation Realm master."
After saying that, he looked at Chen Qiyuan and said, "As long as you can defeat this man, you will never have to worry about Guo Yongchang again."
Before Chen Qiyuan could speak, Zhu Tong said unhappily, "Is the steward making fun of me?"
He actually let a boy who hadn't even grown his hair yet fight him.
Deacon Lin only said one sentence to him, "Kill him, and I will give you a portion of spiritual dew to help you break through to the Marrow Refining Realm."
Zhu Tong's eyes lit up even more. "Okay."
Then, he stared at Chen Qiyuan, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.
Chen Qiyuan felt a chill run down his spine, realizing that this was an opponent far more powerful than Guo Yongsheng.
At this moment, Zhang Chunsheng reminded him, "Junior brother, be careful. I've also heard of this person. His 'Thunderbolt Fist' technique is incredibly fast, and even among those who have mastered the Transformation Realm, few can rival him."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhu Tong roared, "Take this!"
They actually made the first move.
Chen Qiyuan dared not take the punch head-on, so he took a step back and dodged it.
"Good footwork."
Zhu Tong exclaimed in admiration. With just three words, he unleashed several punches, each one faster than the last, each one striking only the afterimage.
Zhang Chunsheng, who was standing to the side, was still shocked when he saw Chen Qiyuan's "Lost Step". This footwork was not particularly skillful and he had not used it for a long time. However, he did not expect that when Chen Qiyuan used it, it would have a mysterious and unpredictable feel.
He probably doesn't even match his master's skill in this footwork.
I really don't know how he trained.
In the blink of an eye, Zhu Tong suddenly shouted, "Got you!"
He unleashed a flurry of punches, the sound of wind and thunder faintly echoing in the air.
The speed was so fast that it couldn't be caught by the naked eye, forcing Chen Qiyuan to take the hit head-on with no way to avoid it.
boom!
The two fists collided, and the figures merged and separated in an instant, seemingly evenly matched.
In the dim light, Zhang Chunsheng faintly heard the roar of a tiger. This was a great shock to him, and his Tiger Form Fist had actually reached a high level.
"It's my turn."
Chen Qiyuan launched a counterattack, taking a step forward, and the tiger's roar became even clearer.
boom!
Zhu Tong caught one punch, but failed to catch the other. He took a punch to the chest and was sent flying backward, landing several meters away.
He managed to stand still, then suddenly coughed up blood, looked up and exclaimed, "What excellent footwork and boxing skills! Truly, heroes emerge from among the young."
"Thank you for your concession."
Chen Qiyuan bowed.
Clap clap clap.
Deacon Lin clapped his hands, his gaze towards Chen Qiyuan filled with even greater satisfaction. "I knew I hadn't misjudged you. Even Zhu Tong was defeated. Among the Transformation Realm martial artists in Nan'an City, there is no one who can rival you."
Chen Qiyuan watched Zhu Tong leave dejectedly and calmly asked, "What does the steward wish me to do?"
"In half a month, there will be a martial arts competition that only martial artists at the Transformation Realm can participate in. You will fight in my place. If you can win all the matches, I can give you a portion of spiritual dew to help you break through to the Marrow Refining Realm."
Zhang Chunsheng, who was standing to the side, was startled at first, then seemed to remember something, and a look of realization appeared on his face.
Chen Qiyuan knew he had no choice but to agree, so he immediately said, "I will do my best."
Deacon Lin took out a white porcelain bottle from his robes. "Here are ten Qi and Blood Pills, which can help you advance your cultivation. This will give you a better chance in the competition."
This is a benefit they've given you.
The "Qi and Blood Pill" is a very precious elixir, one of the best elixirs before reaching the Marrow Refining Realm. Of course, it is also extremely expensive; without proper channels, even money cannot buy it.
Adding to the spiritual roots and spiritual dew promised by Deacon Lin, that's quite a huge investment.
Chen Qiyuan knew, however, that there was no such thing as a free lunch in martial arts; the richer the reward, the more dangerous it was. This competition was probably not so simple.
……
On the way back, Chen Qiyuan asked Zhang Chunsheng, "Senior brother, do you know what kind of competition Deacon Lin wants me to participate in?"
"If I'm not mistaken, it's to compete for the spiritual fruit produced by the Fang family's ninth-grade spiritual root."
"A ninth-grade spiritual root?"