Stronger Side Effects

As two lines of prompts appeared on the Heavenly Book of Fate Defiance, Song Ankang abruptly woke from the pleasure. Feeling his noticeably strengthened spiritual power and the Seven Injuries Qi and Blood within him, now more vigorous and pure than before, Song Ankang was stunned.

The Heavenly Book of Fate Defiance was real. The information he had received from it had been correct.

With the Heavenly Book of Fate Defiance's assistance, when Song Ankang cultivated Martial Arts and Combat Techniques with side effects, not only would he suffer no side effects, he could instead absorb them and turn those side effects into beneficial effects.

Moreover, the Heavenly Book of Fate Defiance's effects were not limited to Martial Arts and Combat Techniques. They extended to certain other things as well, which Song Ankang would need to test slowly in the future.

Song Ankang could not help but circulate the cultivation method of the Seven Injuries Demonic Scripture with all his strength. Another prompt appeared from the Heavenly Book of Fate Defiance, and the skin membrane across his body visibly became harder and more resilient, a faint light-brown glow flickering over it.

That glow gradually deepened into brown. Just a few short hours of cultivation had matched the efforts of other martial artists for more than half a month.

Only when the power of the Medicinal Cuisine in his body had nearly been used up did Song Ankang stop. He felt no trace of indulgence; instead, he was clear-headed and refreshed, his body entirely unharmed.

Since the cultivation method of the Seven Injuries Demonic Scripture could bring such enormous benefits, then what about its combat techniques? Could they also yield tremendous gains?

At that thought, Song Ankang's eyes lit up, and the combat techniques of the Seven Injuries Demonic Scripture surfaced in his mind.

The Seven Injuries Demonic Scripture also had seven combat techniques: Skin Injury Fist, Flesh Injury Fist, Tendon Injury Fist, Bone Injury Fist, Organ Injury Fist, Viscera Injury Fist, and Marrow Injury Fist.

The so-called Seven Injuries Fist meant hurting oneself before hurting others. Once a punch was thrown, the first person it harmed was oneself, and only then others.

Every move brimmed with immense power, far surpassing fist techniques of the same level. Its killing power was naturally astonishing, but its side effects were equally beyond imagination.

If Song Ankang could absorb such formidable side effects as well, they would surely bring him astounding benefits.

Now that the excess energy in his body had been exhausted, could he try the combat techniques of the Seven Injuries Demonic Scripture and see whether he could absorb their side effects, allowing his strength to improve even faster?

Just as Song Ankang was about to give it a try, a knock came from outside. "Son-in-law, it's time for dinner. Open the door, okay?"

Song Ankang hurriedly went to open the door for Qiushi. What greeted his eyes was a delicate little face carrying a touch of coquettish reproach. "Son-in-law, your body is still weak. Why did you come to the Training Room? You should lie in bed and rest more."

Her light-blue long dress had already been changed into yellow clothes, outlining the girl's lovely curves. Though she still appeared somewhat youthful, she was fresh and adorable.

Seeing Song Ankang's rosy complexion and the complete disappearance of his earlier decline, her large eyes instantly brightened. "Son-in-law recovered so quickly. You don't look weak at all now."

"It's all thanks to the Medicinal Cuisine. Thank you for making it for me." Song Ankang smiled and attributed it to the Medicinal Cuisine. Before he possessed sufficient strength to protect himself, he would not easily reveal his true abilities, much less expose the Seven Injuries Demonic Scripture. Otherwise, it would certainly bring no small amount of trouble.

Hearing Song Ankang say this, Qiushi giggled. "Then I'll make more Medicinal Cuisine for Son-in-law from now on. Five-year-old ginseng really is potent. Just one bowl, and Son-in-law's body got better."

"I originally wanted to prepare another bowl of five-year ginseng Medicinal Cuisine for Son-in-law tonight, but that Liu Yuanqing is too stingy. He actually said there was none left and would only give me one- or two-year ginseng. He was clearly lying. Just a few days ago, I saw him sorting through a whole bag of five-year ginseng."

"Son-in-law is Chaoyun Manor's new manor lord and has the right to dispose of those Medicinal Herbs in the first place. You also receive a generous monthly salary, and now that you're ill, you have even more right to use some good things. Yet Liu Yuanqing kept making excuses and refusing to give them to you. Son-in-law, find a chance to teach him a good lesson later. It's a pity Instructor Jiang was sent off by Son-in-law to buy books in the capital. If Instructor Jiang were here, Liu Yuanqing wouldn't dare go this far..."

The little girl chattered on and on, standing up for her son-in-law and clearly holding a great grievance against Liu Yuanqing. Bar­ing her teeth like a little tiger, she made Song Ankang smile faintly. Starting out bullied by wicked servants—he really did have a bit of the protagonist's treatment. Now it would depend on whether he could thoroughly deal with those wicked servants later.

Still, this seemed to be the first time in either of his lives that such a pretty girl had cared for him. She was a little young, but this body was only just over eighteen as well. It was young too.

Seeing the little girl grow more and more animated, Song Ankang casually echoed her words while enjoying the Medicinal Cuisine. As it entered his mouth, he felt waves of warm medicinal power arise within his body.

Though it could not compare to the Medicinal Cuisine from noon, once digested, it would still bring him considerable benefits. Before long, he could once again make rapid progress through cultivation.

After finally sending off the little girl, who had grumbled on and seemed as if she wanted to keep nagging him forever, Song Ankang smiled and began diligently cultivating the Skin Tempering Fist.

According to the original owner's memories, this world was exceedingly terrifying. Demonic Creatures and Ghosts ran rampant, with danger liable to appear at any moment. Without sufficient strength, encountering one basically meant death.

Even though Chaoyun Manor was relatively safe, Song Ankang could not possibly spend his entire life inside it. And even if he remained in Chaoyun Manor, he could hardly avoid dangers like the Brocade-Feathered Great Goose.

There were many Demonic Creatures and Ghosts outside Chaoyun Manor, and they occasionally came here for a stroll as well.

With his experience from that afternoon, Song Ankang felt much more at ease cultivating the Skin Tempering Fist this time. He threw himself into it with complete focus. The Seven Injuries Qi and Blood within his body, the spiritual will in his mind, the skin membrane over his entire body... all were improving at a visible rate.

That feeling of comfort made Song Ankang unknowingly lose himself in it. Only when the medicinal power in his body had been completely exhausted did he naturally awaken, without sinking too deeply into it.

The skin membrane across his body had already changed from brown to dark brown—though that was only while circulating Seven Injuries Qi and Blood. Without circulating it, his skin was still fair and smooth, better than that of most girls, much less compared with Song Ankang back on Earth.

Without excess energy to support him, he naturally could not continue cultivating the cultivation method. As for going to Liu Yuanqing to demand some better ginseng, then continuing to consume Medicinal Cuisine—or even eating it raw—that was also an option.

But when he considered Liu Yuanqing's Outer Forging Third Layer strength, as well as the suspicion such actions might arouse, Song Ankang felt it would be better to remain steady for now and try the combat techniques instead.

The Heavenly Book of Fate Defiance was so powerful that it could help him effectively turn side effects into beneficial effects. The side effects of the Seven Injuries Demonic Scripture's combat techniques far surpassed those of its cultivation method, so after the Heavenly Book of Fate Defiance transformed them, the benefits he gained should be even greater.

Taking a deep breath, Song Ankang pictured the first punch of the Seven Injuries Demonic Scripture's combat techniques—the Skin Injury Fist—and began to execute the fist technique.

Song Ankang was the new manor lord and a son-in-law who had married into the family, so it was inevitable that some servants looked down on him at first. A little petty bullying was reasonable enough, and this was also to build up to the later eruption—one must first suppress before one can raise. Dear readers, please do not feel too stifled; revenge will come very soon. The human race in this book differs from that in many novels. After seeing too much mutual scheming and slaughter among humans, this book's main content is a story of unity and friendship among humanity as they fight Demonic Creatures and Ghosts together. Though there will occasionally be some ugliness, it will not take up much space. Of course, the protagonist will forever be the brightest and most dazzling sun among them. Dear readers, please enjoy.