Vajra Fist

Crack!

When Wang Chen clenched his fist hard, the muscles in his arm immediately turned as hard as iron. Great tendons bulged beneath his skin, and his knuckles gave a crisp crack.

He was brimming with power.

He had not expected the body-tempering effects of the Heavenly Dragon Vajra Righteous Dharma to be so formidable!

Just entering the discipline had granted him 1 point of Physique, and his Qi and Blood Power had grown at least twice as strong as before.

Qi and Blood Power was precisely what martial artists of the mortal world cultivated, with the Innate realm as their highest attainment.

An Innate Martial Artist's Combat Power could rival a cultivator at the low Qi Condensation stage. With a divine weapon in hand, they could even test themselves against a cultivator at the middle Qi Condensation stage with nothing but a mortal body.

Many Innate experts Entered Dao through Martial Arts, often choosing to become Body Cultivators best suited to themselves.

Naturally, Wang Chen would not take the path of a Body Cultivator, whose upper limit was not high.

But the Heavenly Dragon Vajra Righteous Dharma could make up for his weakness in physique, enhancing both his combat strength and his ability to survive.

Therefore, even if he had to spend precious Heavenly Merit, Wang Chen was determined to raise this body-tempering technique!

Only then did he discover that his body was covered in greasy grime, giving off a foul stench.

Wang Chen hurriedly took a bath, washing away the impurities that had seeped out of his body.

Then he cast the Cleanse Art twice in succession before his body finally felt clean and refreshed.

Yet while his body was clean, his stomach rumbled like thunder.

Hunger crashed over him like a tide. Every cell in his body craved nutrients and energy.

Wang Chen felt like he could eat an entire cow!

He hurriedly took out the remaining ten catties of Demonic Beast Meat from his Storage Bag and stewed it in a large pot.

He was simply too hungry. Before the meat had fully cooked, Wang Chen impatiently fished it out, sliced off pieces with a dagger, dipped them in salt grains, and began wolfing them down.

Even after finishing all ten catties of Demonic Beast Meat, he did not feel particularly full.

His appetite had already grown several times beyond normal!

Only now did Wang Chen truly understand the "terror" of the Heavenly Dragon Vajra Righteous Dharma.

Its effects were powerful, but so was its consumption.

According to the technique's records, the best supplementary medicine for cultivating the Heavenly Dragon Vajra Righteous Dharma was Vajra Butter.

A bottle of Vajra Butter worth ten Lower Spirit Stones could only meet the requirements for a single cultivation session. Without this supplementary medicine, the cultivation effect would be greatly diminished.

To achieve the best results, he would have to apply a bottle of Vajra Butter every time!

On top of that, meat was indispensable in his daily diet.

And it had to be Demonic Beast Meat—the higher the grade, the better. Otherwise, it would also affect the cultivation of this technique.

Monks really did not live on vegetables alone!

Just thinking about it made Wang Chen's heart ache. The two Lower Spirit Stones in his Storage Bag were trembling in fear.

Earlier, he had given the Xiao Bai Couple thirty catties of Demonic Beast Meat and fifty catties of Spirit Grain. The little food he had left would already have been hard-pressed to last until the Summer Harvest, and now he had eaten up all the remaining meat as well.

He needed to buy and stockpile some Spirit Rice and Demonic Beast Meat.

Besides, even if he could not use a bottle of Vajra Butter every time he cultivated the Heavenly Dragon Vajra Righteous Dharma, Wang Chen still had to spend Spirit Stones.

Otherwise, the later cultivation results would be poor.

And that would make it meaningless.

The question was, how could he earn such a large sum of Spirit Stones?

Hunting Demonic Beasts?

The original owner had first lived with his father, then entered the Yunyang Sect to farm after Wang Shaoyuan went missing.

For seventeen years, he had never once stepped beyond the Outer Sect's territory.

He did not have the slightest hunting experience, and had seen very few Demonic Beasts.

Taking sect missions?

He was equally inexperienced in that, and it was dangerous besides. It was even less realistic to earn Spirit Stones right away.

Artifact refining? Pill refining? Setting up a street stall?

As Wang Chen pondered, he arrived at the small courtyard outside.

He began practicing the Vajra Fist.

The Vajra Fist was a set of fist techniques included with the Heavenly Dragon Vajra Righteous Dharma.

There were nine moves in total.

The main purpose of this fist technique was to refine the lingering medicinal potency of Vajra Butter while guiding the Qi and Blood within the body.

Strengthen Tendons and Forge Bones, Transform Meridians and Cleanse Marrow!

The Vajra Fist was not complicated; in fact, it was quite simple, with no fancy flourishes in any of its moves.

Even though it was Wang Chen's first time practicing it, he picked it up with ease.

Yet after practicing it over and over, Wang Chen began to sense the vast profundity of this complimentary fist art.

It was nothing like the Mortal Martial Arts he had imagined!

This was soon confirmed on the Cultivation Panel.

Vajra Fist (Beginner): 1/100

Mortal Martial Arts would not appear on the Cultivation Panel.

Since Vajra Fist could be listed in the Skill Bar, it meant that it was a true immortal art!

This fist art was clearly easy to learn.

With Wang Chen's mere 3 points of comprehension, he had grasped its basics after practicing it twice.

Then what would it be like once he cultivated it to proficiency, Minor Accomplishment, or Great Accomplishment?

Wang Chen was immediately intrigued.

He cast his worries about earning Spirit Stones to the back of his mind and practiced the Vajra Fist again and again.

Bit by bit, he accumulated experience.

Early the next morning, after completing his "morning lesson" cultivation, Wang Chen left home and hurried toward Yunyang City.

Before entering the city, Wang Chen had already changed into an ordinary face.

It was so unremarkable that, once thrown into a crowd, he would be impossible to pick out.

The Thousand Transformations Mask had been in his possession for some time, but today was the first time he had truly used it.

Having changed his appearance, Wang Chen arrived at one of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce's branches.

The Four Seas Chamber of Commerce had many branches in Yunyang City, and their businesses were all more or less the same.

He had not gone to the same one as last time.

After entering, Wang Chen found the shopkeeper, took out the Magic Sword, and asked directly, "How many Spirit Stones can I get for this sword?"

This Magic Sword had also been seized from the wandering merchant, and its quality was quite good.

Wang Chen had originally planned to keep it for his own use.

But now his household was nearly unable to keep the pot boiling. After thinking it over, he could only sell it to put out the fire at his brow first.

Better safe than sorry. Since this sword was contraband, he had used the Thousand Transformations Mask to disguise himself.

Even though the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce had always enjoyed an excellent reputation.

"This is a first-grade mid-grade Magic Tool..."

After appraising it, the shopkeeper said, "It has been well maintained and bears no damage whatsoever. If Fellow Daoist wishes to sell it, this shop is willing to purchase it for one hundred and fifty Lower Spirit."

One hundred and fifty Lower Spirit?

Wang Chen truly had not expected this Magic Sword to be worth so many Spirit Stones.

But it was a mid-grade Sword Weapon.

If he were buying one himself, the price in a weapon shop would certainly be more than one hundred and fifty Lower Spirit.

There was surely room left in the other party's offer as well.

Wang Chen replied, "Two hundred!"

The shopkeeper repeatedly shook his head. "Impossible. I can offer at most one hundred and sixty."

After some haggling, the Magic Sword was ultimately sold for one hundred and seventy-five Lower Spirit.

Wang Chen was quite satisfied as well.

He still trusted the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce's reputation and knew they would not arbitrarily fleece their customers.

Wang Chen did not take all of it in Spirit Stones.

He exchanged seventy-five Lower Spirit for eight bottles of Vajra Butter.

He had even forcefully bargained down the five-Spirit-Stone price difference.

After leaving the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce branch, Wang Chen went to a grain shop.

When he asked about the current price of rice, he was taken aback.

The price of White Corn had actually risen to six Shattered Spirit per jin!

In the past, grain shops purchased Spirit Grain at only one Lower Spirit per fifty jin, equivalent to two Shattered Spirit per jin.

The normal price of rice was around four Shattered Spirit.

Now it had risen to six Shattered Spirit, yet the grain shop owner still acted as though he could take it or leave it.

Wang Chen gritted his teeth and paid sixty Lower Spirit for One Thousand Jin White Corn.

The Spirit Stones had barely warmed in his pouch before more than half of them were spent!

But Wang Chen's shopping spree was far from over.

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