The Correct Way to Practice the Boy Divine Skill

Instructor Jiang's original name was Jiang Yunhe. He was Song Ankang's cheap wife Tang Yelan's personal guard, specially assigned to him by the acting Family Head of the Tang Family. His strength had already reached the Inner Refinement Realm.

As for exactly which stage of Inner Refinement he had reached, Song Ankang could not yet determine. But there was no doubt that he was extremely strong, worthy of being called the number one man in Chaoyun Manor.

It was said that Jiang Yunhe had once been even stronger, but an accident had caused his strength to plummet, leaving him with only the cultivation of the Inner Refinement Realm.

Even so, relying on his abundant combat experience and skills, Jiang Yunhe had become the Martial Arts instructor for the Tang Family's many guards. If Tang Yelan had not personally asked him, Jiang Yunhe would not have come to Chaoyun Manor to protect Song Ankang.

This also showed that Tang Yelan had truly treated the original owner rather well. This cheap wife did care about him.

With Jiang Yunhe protecting him, Song Ankang basically did not need to worry about safety in Chaoyun Manor.

However, two days ago, in order to secretly study the Seven Injuries Demonic Scripture and avoid letting Jiang Yunhe notice anything unusual, the original owner had asked him to bring back some cultivation manuals from the capital.

Jiang Yunhe had also happened to want to return home to handle some matters, so he had left for two days and only returned now.

"Son-in-law, these are all cultivation manuals, mostly eighth-rank and above. There are also some books related to grain and Medicinal Herbs, which will be very helpful when you manage the manor later."

Dressed in gray clothes and gray trousers, Jiang Yunhe was broad and tall, with a square face and large eyes. He gave off an honest, steady impression at a glance. Smiling, he placed a huge bundle of books before Song Ankang.

"Thank you for your hard work, Instructor Jiang," Song Ankang said. "You must be tired from traveling back and forth. Guoguo, hurry and prepare some food."

"Right away."

Qiushi smiled sweetly and went to prepare food and drink for Jiang Yunhe. Before leaving, she did not forget to glance at several leisure books tucked among the manuals—stories of Experts slaying Demonic Creatures and Ghosts to uphold the human way, or love stories between daughters of wealthy households and ordinary commoners. Qiushi loved reading such things, and when Jiang Yunhe returned to the capital, she had specifically asked him to buy several for her.

After Qiushi left, Jiang Yunhe examined Song Ankang in surprise. "Son-in-law, your body has become much sturdier. Could it be... could it be that you have entered the path of cultivation?"

"I was injured a little these past two days. While lying in bed, I somehow entered a state of enlightenment and actually found a path suited to me, so my cultivation has made some progress." Song Ankang smiled as he explained his unusual changes.

Song Ankang had not planned to hide it from everyone anyway. Whether it was External Tempering or Inner Refinement, once one entered certain realms, the body would show unusual changes.

Unless Song Ankang wrapped himself up from head to toe, it would be difficult to avoid exposing some things.

Although it was impossible to conceal everything completely, he could still hide the extent of his progress. Later, Song Ankang planned to cultivate some secret arts of concealment to cover up the speed of his improvement. Otherwise, it would be far too exaggerated.

Besides, everyone needed a few trump cards.

Jiang Yunhe came to a realization. "Enlightenment is something one can only encounter by chance and never seek. I only encountered it once in my entire life, but unfortunately, I failed to seize the opportunity and practically wasted a heaven-sent stroke of fortune. Congratulations, Son-in-law."

Song Ankang smiled faintly and began leafing through the manuals before him. Soon, his gaze fell upon a cultivation art that could only be practiced after reaching the Qi Refining Great Realm.

Boy Divine Skill!

This too was a Seventh-Rank High-Grade divine skill, and its power was exceedingly impressive. Although it was a righteous-path cultivation art, if practiced improperly, its side effects were far more severe than those of Demonic Arts.

As its name implied, the so-called Boy Divine Skill could only be cultivated while one remained a virgin—that was, before one had broken one's body.

Those who had not broken their bodies progressed extremely quickly in cultivating the Boy Divine Skill. Even if their Talent and Aptitude were poor, their improvement would still be rapid.

Moreover, the Childhood Purity True Qi cultivated through the Boy Divine Skill was supremely yang and supremely forceful, with astonishing power. It could effectively deal with most Demonic Creatures and Ghosts, ensuring one's safety.

Cultivating the Boy Divine Skill certainly brought many benefits, but one could never break one's body for an entire lifetime. Once one did, one's cultivation would plummet, one's true qi would transform, and one's foundation would be crippled, causing one to fall from the Qi Refining Great Realm.

Such side effects surpassed those of most Demonic Arts. Therefore, any cultivator who wanted to carry on their bloodline would basically not choose this cultivation art, no matter how many benefits the Boy Divine Skill offered.

But Song Ankang possessed the Heavenly Book of Fate Defiance, which could effectively absorb side effects and turn them into benefits. The more terrifying the side effects, the greater the benefits gained after absorbing them.

Once he entered the Qi Refining Great Realm, he could practice the Boy Divine Skill. But before that, he needed to decide whom to break his body with.

At that thought, Qiushi's figure inexplicably surfaced in Song Ankang's mind. He immediately shook his head. She was not even eighteen yet; he could not do that sort of thing. He would be fine if he did, but the Harmony Divine Beast would kill the author.

Tang Mingyue was even less possible. Tang Yelan might be his cheap wife, but the obstacles there were equally immense. So who should he choose?

Song Ankang frowned deeply and stopped thinking about it. He continued browsing the other manuals, and soon his eyes fell upon another Seventh-Rank High-Grade divine skill secret art.

Heaven Concealing Earth Absorbing Art!

One of the human race's most formidable concealment secret arts, and also one of the most useful. It was said to conceal one's form, conceal one's qi, conceal one's spirit... hiding essence, qi, and spirit alike, while also allowing disguise and transformation.

Its power was quite good. Its only side effect was that cultivation could easily damage and corrupt one's essence, qi, and spirit, affecting their effectiveness. It was considered half a Demonic Path Secret Technique.

Moreover, this was merely a concealment secret art, and the human race possessed more than one such secret art. Thus, very few people cultivated it.

Song Ankang silently memorized the names of the Boy Divine Skill and the Heaven Concealing Earth Absorbing Art, intending to cultivate them later, before moving on to the other cultivation manuals.

In the Profound Desolate Great World, cultivation arts and secret techniques were mainly divided into ninth-rank Mortal Skills and Mortal Techniques, eighth-rank Spirit Skills and Spirit Techniques, and seventh-rank divine skills and Divine Techniques. Each major rank was further divided into high, middle, and low grades.

Because the human race's influence and strength were limited, the strongest cultivation arts and secret techniques created so far were only seventh-rank divine skills and Divine Techniques. There had been no word of any cultivation arts or secret techniques beyond the seventh rank.

Therefore, the strongest cultivation arts and secret techniques Song Ankang could obtain were only at the Seventh-Rank High-Grade level, and they were not difficult to acquire. Or rather, it was not difficult for any human to obtain seventh-rank divine skills and secret techniques.

The reason was simple: the human race's circumstances were perilous, hanging by a thread. No one knew when they might perish, so how could they still play at treating their broken broom as a treasure?

Thus, it was not difficult for Song Ankang to obtain cultivation arts and secret techniques in the Xia Kingdom, even those of the highest rank available to the human race.

Before this, the original owner had memorized many seventh-rank divine skills and Divine Techniques, then specifically selected the Seventh-Rank High-Grade Demonic Art, the Seven Injuries Fist Scripture, to cultivate.

At this moment, Qiushi brought over the prepared food. She had even specially made Medicinal Cuisine for Song Ankang and attended to him as he ate.

"Son-in-law, this was the last ginseng root. There will be none left after you eat it. That Liu Yuanqing is far too stingy."

"Now that Instructor Jiang has returned, after we finish eating, let's go deal with him and make him hand over the ginseng properly."

"Instructor Jiang, you have no idea how furious I've been these past two days. Son-in-law was knocked unconscious by the Brocade-Feathered Great Goose because his body was weak. I wanted to collect some Medicinal Herbs to nourish him properly, but Liu Yuanqing kept deducting and refusing them in every possible way. He has gone too far."

"I wasn't even asking for much. Those Medicinal Herbs were all within Son-in-law's monthly stipend, yet Liu Yuanqing still refused to give them to us. Son-in-law and I couldn't beat him, so we could only swallow our anger."

As she attended to Song Ankang, Qiushi chattered away, her willow brows raised in anger in a rather adorable manner. Yet she had once again brought up Song Ankang's painful memory.

Hearing that Song Ankang had been injured by the Brocade-Feathered Great Goose, Jiang Yunhe was somewhat speechless. He also somewhat understood why Song Ankang had improved so quickly and even entered enlightenment. He had probably been forced into it by the Brocade-Feathered Great Goose.

That counted as finding fortune amid misfortune, didn't it?

As for Liu Yuanqing, who had provoked Qiushi and Song Ankang, Jiang Yunhe thumped his chest and agreed. After eating, he would go deal with the man. How could a servant possibly have the right to deduct his master's monthly stipend?

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