Lu Qing had originally wanted to strike while the iron was hot and see if he could directly cultivate the Four Directions Saber to minor mastery.
Unexpectedly, the wooden saber broke, leaving him somewhat regretful.
As for the saber technique's later stages of major mastery and perfection, he did not dare think about them for now.
Those were realms only experts above the Tendons and Bones Realm could touch, not something a mere Qi Blood Realm martial artist like him could hope for.
Although his mind held the key points and insights of those saber techniques, he did not dare attempt them.
The violently extreme methods of exerting force were simply more than his current body could withstand.
Perhaps only experts above the Tendons and Bones Realm could so recklessly ravage their own bodies.
In truth, with Lu Qing's current cultivation as a newly advanced Qi Blood Realm martial artist, it was already highly unlikely that he could cultivate the Four Directions Saber to minor mastery.
His qi and blood were not yet sufficient to sustain so many consecutive bursts.
Realizing this, Lu Qing's head, which had grown a little hot from his success in cultivating the saber technique, gradually cooled down.
He looked at the wooden saber in his hand, shook his head, and tossed it into the firewood pile beneath the eaves before turning back into the house.
Early the next morning, Lu Qing prepared breakfast and practiced several rounds of the Body Nourishing Fist, smoothing out his breathing until the qi and blood throughout his body were fully stirred.
Only then did he take out a snow-white porcelain bottle, pour out a pill, swallow it, and continue practicing his fist technique to absorb the medicinal power.
According to his master's instructions, it was best to take one