Chasing Wind Leg: Beginner, Starting Blood Change

The moon was bright and the stars were few.

Wang Yuan skillfully climbed over the window and into the small courtyard.

Without further hesitation, he took out the bottle of Qi and Blood Pills given to him by Senior Disciple Brother Shi Long. He poured out one pill, the size of a dragon's eye, with a crimson hue.

The pill felt warm in his hand and emitted a rich medicinal fragrance.

He tilted his head back and swallowed it.

The pill dissolved in his abdomen, instantly transforming into a torrent several times more potent than Monster Beast Meat or Nourishing Origin Soup, exploding within his body.

The pure medicinal energy, like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, surged towards every limb and organ.

Wang Yuan dared not delay. He immediately began to quietly practice the first level of the Chasing Wind Leg diagram in the small courtyard.

Starting stance, lifting the leg, twisting the hip, exerting force...

His movements were somewhat stiff at first.

But with his Dragon Tendon Tiger Bone structure, his control over his body far surpassed that of ordinary people. Coupled with the immense energy provided by the Qi and Blood Pills, his qi and blood circulated with unparalleled smoothness, allowing him to feel almost no obstruction.

The dragon tendons granted his legs excellent resilience and explosive power, while the tiger bones provided a solid foundation of qi and blood and stability.

He focused his mind, guiding the scorching torrent of qi and blood to precisely impact and nourish the specific meridians and acupoints in his legs.

Once, twice, thrice...

His movements grew faster and faster, his legs carving streaks of afterimages in the air, creating faint sounds of wind.

The newly formed Rock-Solid Qi and Blood within him seemed to resonate with the circulation route of the Chasing Wind Leg, promoting each other.

After an unknown amount of time, just as the eastern sky began to show a faint, imperceptible streak of fish-belly white.

Wang Yuan felt a lightness in his legs, as if a thousand-pound burden had been lifted.

A nimble, wind-like sensation naturally arose from the soles of his feet and flowed through his legs.

It was clearly distinct from his original steady Rock-Solid Qi and Blood, yet it subtly echoed it.

He suddenly lunged forward, his speed more than a notch faster than before!

He landed silently by the courtyard wall, making almost no sound.

Chasing Wind Leg, First Level, Beginner!

Feeling the nimble qi and surging power flowing through his legs.

A glint of joy flashed in Wang Yuan's eyes.

With the Dragon Tendon Tiger Bone structure and ample resources to support him, the speed of cultivating martial arts was truly astonishing!

He glanced at the sky and listened to the steady breathing sounds from his family's rooms, then slowly concluded his practice.

He had not slept all night and had gone through consecutive battles and cultivation.

Even with his physique, he felt a trace of fatigue, but more than that, he felt a sense of fulfillment and the joy of becoming stronger.

Moving house, getting stronger, protecting his family...

The road ahead was becoming clearer and clearer.

Time flew by, and seven days passed in a flash.

Within the Panshi Fist Academy, a piece of news spread like wildfire, stirring up ripples like a stone thrown into a calm lake.

Wang Yuan, the True Disciple newly accepted by the Academy Master Zheng Shan, had only taken seven days to reach the beginner level of Panshi Fist and successfully cultivate his own qi and blood.

Beginner in seven days!

This news caused a huge sensation among the outer disciples who were still painstakingly honing their foundations and anxiously awaiting the assessment in three months.

Many of them hadn't even touched the threshold of qi and blood.

They trained every day until their bodies ached, yet their progress was minimal.

And Wang Yuan had only taken seven days!

"Seven days... I haven't even gotten my stances right yet..."

"Comparing oneself to others makes one furious! Is a High Grade Bone Structure truly this terrifying?"

"I heard that several of those who couldn't even get started have already been politely asked to leave these past few days... alas!"

Amazement, envy, and even a hint of jealousy flowed through the various whispers.

The gap in talent between people seemed so naked and cruel at this moment.

Zheng Shan deliberately concealed the truth that Wang Yuan had reached the beginner level in an afternoon, only stating that it took seven days.

But even so, it was enough to awe everyone and solidify his reputation as a "genius."

And at this moment, in the inner courtyard, Wang Yuan's feelings were even more profound.

Over these seven days, he not only solidified the first level of Panshi Fist but also made his Blood Essence increasingly robust.

He also managed to cultivate the Chasing Wind Leg manual to the Minor Accomplishment stage of its first level, leveraging his Dragon Tendon Tiger Bone constitution and the aid of Qi and Blood Pills.

His legs became nimble and powerful, his speed skyrocketing, forming an excellent complement to the steady Panshi Fist.

He could clearly feel that his Blood Essence had reached a critical point.

Like a reservoir filled to the brim, it only awaited a catalyst to break through the bottleneck and complete the first Blood Change!

Furthermore, both the Panshi Fist Blood Essence and the Chasing Wind Leg Blood Essence had reached their critical points simultaneously.

This meant that once he successfully underwent Blood Change, his foundation would be far more solid and profound than that of Martial Artists who completed Blood Change with a single technique.

One evening, Zheng Shan summoned Wang Yuan to a secluded quiet room in the inner courtyard.

In the center of the room stood a large, half-human-height wooden tub.

The tub was filled with a viscous, dark green medicinal liquid that bubbled with fine bubbles, making a "gurgling" sound.

A thick, unyielding bitter medicinal scent, mixed with the fishy smell of some kind of Monster Beast blood, permeated the entire room.

Faint wisps of mist rose from the surface of the liquid, a sign of the essence energy overflowing.

"Your Blood Essence has reached Perfection. Tonight, you will undergo your first Blood Change here."

Zheng Shan's expression was solemn.

"This medicinal bath is brewed with several rare medicinal ingredients and the essence blood of a second-tier demon beast, the 'Crimson Flame Python.' Its properties are potent and will help you cleanse your bone marrow and transform your Blood Essence."

"The process will be extremely painful. You must maintain your focus, circulate the Panshi Fist mental cultivation method, and guide your Blood Essence to impact the bottleneck!"

Wang Yuan looked at the churning liquid, feeling the immense energy contained within, and nodded solemnly:

"This disciple understands!"

Zheng Shan then instructed Zheng Ying, who was standing by:

"Ying'er, go to the Wang family in Bluestone Alley and inform them that Wang Yuan will be in secluded cultivation in the courtyard tonight and won't be returning. Tell them not to worry."

"Yes, Father."

Zheng Ying acknowledged the order and left.

Only Zheng Shan and Wang Yuan remained in the quiet room.

"Remove your outer clothes and enter the medicinal tub."

"No matter how painful, do not jump out midway!" Zheng Shan admonished one last time.

Wang Yuan complied, taking off his grey training clothes and leaving only his shorts. He took a deep breath and stepped into the churning medicinal liquid.

"Hiss!"

The moment he entered, an unimaginable burning pain surged from every pore of his body.

The dark green medicinal liquid seemed to come alive, frantically drilling into his body.

It wasn't just his skin; the scorching, potent force penetrated directly into his bones and tendons, rushing towards the depths of his bone marrow.

"Urgh!"

Wang Yuan let out a muffled groan, veins instantly bulging on his forehead, his teeth clenching with a grinding sound.

He dared not delay, immediately sitting down cross-legged, forcing himself to ignore the excruciating pain, and fully circulating the Blood Essence method of the Panshi Fist.

His robust Blood Essence, which had already reached its critical point, was stimulated and guided by the potent medicinal force, exploding like ignited dynamite.

The Blood Essence, which had been flowing gently, instantly turned wild, like a runaway wild horse charging through his meridians.

Finally, it converged into a torrent, fiercely impacting the first heavenly chasm.