Chapter 38: Chapter 38: When I Return, I Am No Longer a Youth

Wang Xuan spat out a mouthful of black blood, the congealed substance emitting a foul breath. After he had expelled it, he felt an unprecedented lightness.

Truly, it’s really different!

The punches from He the Sixth, although excruciating, were extraordinarily miraculous, allowing one to be reborn, laying solid foundations!

Wang Xuan sensed his body, with Inner Strength circulating through his meridians, washing his flesh body, while Qi and blood flowed in his blood and flesh, forming a small bulge, akin to a darting little mouse.

The smoothness of its operation was unprecedented! If in the past it was like a bicycle navigating a mountain path, now it was akin to a professional sports car speeding on the highway, the speed was incomparable.

The Demonic Qi once eroded his foundations, even though it was removed, it left them akin to a house corroded by seawater, extremely fragile and full of pits.

Yet, He the Sixth’s punches directly pulverized the materials used for constructing the house, and after being refurbished, forged a brand-new edifice, such methods were unimaginable.

Like immortals, like saints!

“Wang Xuan, aren’t you truly curious about your current state?” Chen Qingniu spoke; presently, Wang Xuan resembled a rolling balloon, round and bloated.

“It’s just temporary.” Wang Xuan was unconcerned, but upon Chen Qingniu’s words, he felt somewhat awkward, as his movements were quite hindered.

With a single gesture from He the Sixth, Wang Xuan was deflated like a punctured balloon, his whole body swelling subsided, and his divine material reverted to its original form.

“Thank you, Elder He, your great kindness and benevolence shall forever be engraved in my heart.” Wang Xuan bowed deeply; the last time he had displayed such respect was when Hall Master Chen helped him expel the Sword Qi from his mind.

Others’ favors might merely be a trivial act, but for him, they were lifesaving grace, affecting his entire livelihood.

“Your bone structure has recovered, coupled with my rebirth and foundational consolidation for you, with five years of cultivation you can overcome Blood Exchange and step into the Meridian Opening realm, with potential to reach the Earth Immortal realm before fifty.”

He the Sixth tapped the ash from his cigarette delicately; the Earth Immortal realm, in his view, was truly not high; at Immortal Martial Mountain, reaching the Earth Immortal level by fifty was considered slow.

With Chen Qingniu’s talent, nurtured at Immortal Martial Mountain, unscarce in resources and cultivation techniques, reaching the third Celestial Immortal tier within a hundred years was inevitable.

Once ascend the Immortal Forging Platform and over the Immortal Ladder to become True Immortal, they were then a real strong figure able to establish a sect and thus qualified to take disciples at Immortal Martial Mountain.

A hundred years ago, He the Sixth early became True Immortal, starting to accept disciples several decades back, and Chen Qingniu became a third-generation disciple.

It must be understood, Chen Qingniu was not even thirty, at the zenith of his glory, still young indeed.

Wang Xuan’s rebirth, his entire being was alleviated, instinctively practicing the Thirty-Six Techniques, then executing Fierce Bull Fist, each punch domineering and heavy.

Bang!

His Fist Momentum grew heavier, like a Wild Bull charging recklessly, finally unleashing a punch, with all his energy injected within.

An ancient, wild aura manifested, in the eyes of those students, Wang Xuan disappeared only to be replaced by a fearlessly charging Wild Bull, its force surging forward, crushing everything in its path.

The Essence, Qi, and Spirit of the body were fully merged, the Mental Realm emerged, thus this Martial Arts could be considered perfected.

Once the momentum was spent, Wang Xuan’s body was slightly feeble, and Chen Qingniu applauded with praise: “Not bad, your Fierce Bull Fist actually broke through to the Perfect Realm, it seems your talent was originally excellent.”

With bone structure just repaired, there’s already such an upward trend, akin to the first rise of the sun vibrant and energetic, full of momentum.

The coming period should be Wang Xuan’s quickest stage of elevation, with five years he can transcend numerous realms to become a Martial Arts Master, or even a Meridian Opening cultivator, and within thirty years strike toward the Earth Immortal, excepting those top-tier geniuses of a billion-to-one, such speed is already very swift.

Wang Xuan’s heart was stirred, what he lost back then now finally returned, albeit twelve years apart, twelve years of splendid time.

Youth has faded, he was no longer a boy; naturally, this held a degree of regret, the past twelve years seemed stolen by someone, no longer reminiscing as if those years disappeared.

He the Sixth nodded, yesterday Chen Qingniu endured one thousand and eighty punches from him, while Wang Xuan received three thousand six hundred today, the gains were tenfold that of Chen Qingniu.

Wang Xuan can be considered a promising material, rational and enduring, capable of withstanding stabbing heartlike unbearable pain, evidently weathered past storms.

Chen Qingniu at eighteen, upon receiving the first ten punches from him, nearly broke down from the pain, crying out for relief and not wanting more punches, yet he was still intensely taught, the more he cried, the more he was taught, later he ceased to call out pain.

For crying out no louder mattered.

This scene of Wang Xuan was observed by too many people, evidently he underwent Washing Marrow and even superior refinement, which was a great fortune indeed.

Sun En stood afar not approaching, constantly sighing these few days, lamenting how his father was no longer the Hall Master, feeling quite regrettable.

Helplessly, he had no choice but to keep a low profile.

Finally, someone braved to step forth, a disciple from the Martial Arts Hall, in his thirties reaching the Refining Organs realm: “Elder, I also want to endure your punches, is defeating Wang Xuan enough?”

In response, He the Sixth glanced at him, the Martial Arts Hall disciple’s soul trembled, as if gazed upon by a Divine Spirit, his whole being devoid of secrets, He the Sixth sneered: “Get lost!”

Any of those ordinary cats and dogs wanted to rush forward, did he have so much spare time? Or was he so benevolent? Dream on.

If one possessed genius-level talent, with prospects to become True Immortal, he might foster good relations, unfortunately, he didn’t.

The disciple staggered away, greatly puzzled, why could Wang Xuan, able to linger daily before He the Sixth, it was unfair!

Except He the Sixth and Chen Qingniu knew well, Wang Xuan formed many connections with the Immortal Martial Combat Hall, he was different indeed.

The remainder of the day, Wang Xuan diligently trained, honing his skills, the Golden Bell Shield Fierce Bull Fist, Overlord Saber Drawing Technique, Bone Shrinking Technique, Puffing Technique, Life Generating Technique, and so forth.

The newly reborn bone structure made him feel everything anew, the experience during training was unmatched, the control over his body surged to unprecedented levels, like upgrading a camera from one hundred thousand pixels to ten million pixels.

One technique after another, he executed with ease, at will, the body capable of enduring, not worried about excessive bursts overwhelming his body.

Each technique’s potency, Wang Xuan felt a notable enhancement, at least two to threefold increase, the same skills and techniques, now easily surpass his previous self from yesterday.

All these changes truly could only be described as rebirth, he was renewed.

A day of training naturally brought fatigue, Chen Qingniu felt it even more, under his master’s constant supervision, practicing was particularly arduous, yet the gains were immense.

At this pace, he confidently anticipated stepping into the Earth Immortal realm within three months.

“Wang Xuan, I have a jar of fine liquor, a great remedy for invigorating blood and spirit, enhancing Qi and blood, you’ll feel a hundred times better after drinking, awakened rejuvenated tomorrow, why don’t you try a few cups?” Chen Qingniu invited.

“With the invitation from Senior Brother Qingniu, I eagerly accept.” Wang Xuan, aware of Chen Qingniu’s fondness for alcohol, did not decline.

Accompanying Chen Qingniu on the path, arriving at his villa, peacefully nestled, surrounded by blossoms and greenery, elicits a sentiment of reclusion within the wilderness.

“Come inside.” Chen Qingniu opened the grand door.

In few steps, Wang Xuan crossed the threshold, entering the living room, immediately spotting a completely restored set of armor, the fracture patterns amidst the fragments vividly clear.

Glancing at the center of the armor, the basin-sized chunk, there was no way Wang Xuan wouldn’t recognize it, this was Hall Master Chen’s Body-Protecting Celestial Treasure, shattered during combat back then.

Back then he even acquired over twelve hundred Source Power Points from that large fragment, his largest harvest recorded.

“Senior Brother, let me offer incense to the Hall Master.” Wang Xuan voiced, the figure of yesteryears had departed on the yellow crane, all he could do was reminisce.

Chen Qingniu nodded, his father’s passing caused him sorrow too, his thoughts bewildered, he entered the cellar to fetch his treasured brew.

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