Entering Martial Master

Entering Martial Master

Watching Lin Le and Song Shiyin walk away, Old Ma came to Song Shanhai's side and asked in a low voice, "Master, should we pursue them?"

Song Shanhai watched Song Shiyin and Lin Le leave with an indifferent gaze. "Let her go. It's good for her to take a venture out there. If she doesn't, she'll never know what it means to be despised by everyone, nor what despair is."

"Shouldn't we send someone to protect her?" Old Ma asked worriedly.

Song Shanhai shot him a sidelong glance. "I have the highest cultivation in the entire Song family. Who would you send? What, you, a Second Layer cultivator, want to protect a Seventh Layer cultivator?"

Hearing that, Old Ma came to his senses, a bitter smile appearing on his face. That was true. Miss had already become a Seventh Layer cultivator. Who could the Song family possibly send? There were only three Late Qi Refining cultivators in the Song family, and it would be unsuitable to send any one of them.

"Also, bring me the list of outstanding descendants from the Song family's collateral branches," Song Shanhai said.

"Master." Old Ma's breath caught. He knew what this meant. It meant Song Shanhai was no longer set on making Song Shiyin the heir.

"Go. I am a father, but I am also the head of this household." Song Shanhai waved a hand. "Eggs cannot be put in one basket. I understand that much."

"Yes." Old Ma withdrew. He was only a servant and had no standing to question Song Shanhai's decision. Besides, this decision itself was undoubtedly the right one for the Song family.

He only hoped Miss would suffer a setback soon and return to inherit the Song family. With her Seventh Layer cultivation, she would be more than capable of silencing all past doubts.

On a street, after Song Shiyin set Lin Le down, she gazed in the direction of Song Manor. Seeing no movement there, she knew her father did not intend to chase after her.

She turned to Lin Le. "Are you staying here, or leaving the city with me?"

"I still have some grudges to settle, so naturally I'm staying." Lin Le shrugged, then held out a hand. "Do you have any silver on you?"

Song Shiyin froze, then touched the brocade pouch at her waist. After that, she shook her head, somewhat embarrassed. "No, I didn't bring any silver. How about I give you a bottle of Blood Essence Pills?"

Blood Essence Pills were graded medicinal pills commonly used by martial masters, with a market price of ten taels per pill.

Lin Le nodded. "That works."

Song Shiyin took out a porcelain bottle from her pouch. She was just about to give it to Lin Le, but as she nearly handed it over, she suddenly realized something. "Wait, that's not right. Why am I giving you money?"

"Your family promised me twenty-five taels in tea money." Lin Le puckered his lips toward Song Manor. "I can't get it from them now, so I can only collect it from you."

"Oh." Song Shiyin nodded and handed him the porcelain bottle. "There are five Blood Essence Pills inside. Then give me twenty-five taels in change."

"Then give me three pills, and I'll give you five taels in change," Lin Le said.

"Fine." Song Shiyin directly poured out two Blood Essence Pills and swallowed them, then gave the remaining pills to Lin Le. Lin Le also gave her five small silver ingots.

With the pills in hand, Lin Le turned and left. He had no desire to stay with trouble.

Song Shiyin also carried her sword and headed out of the city, in the very direction from which countless refugees had fled into the city.

After returning to the courtyard, Lin Le did not hesitate before swallowing the three Blood Essence Pills.

Song Shiyin giving him three Blood Essence Pills directly did save him some trouble.

Blood Essence Pills could be considered the lowest-grade strategic resource. Though they were not kept under strict guard, ordinary people still had to register with the authorities to buy them, and there were strict monthly purchase limits.

As for someone like Lin Le, whose household registration was not in Baishan County, he could not buy even a single one.

If he wanted them, he could only spend money to have someone buy them on his behalf.

This time, Lotus Leaf spent an hour refining the Blood Essence Pill Liquid.

I thought these two would merge together.

Lin Le glanced at the Blood Essence Treasure Liquid beside him. Their names were simply too similar.

Ignoring that minor difference, Lin Le used the Blood Essence Pill Liquid.

The Blood Essence Pill Liquid dripped down, and Lin Le's heart erupted with a scorching, boiling heat flow far more intense than before.

Lin Le immediately began punching, every punch ringing nine times as he brought the White Ape Shoulder-Hunching Fist to its utmost limit.

His bones, muscles, and great tendons also underwent constant fine adjustments amid the nine crackling sounds.

After digesting that drop of Blood Essence Pill Liquid, Lin Le could not help clenching his fist. He felt that the strength in his body had reached around four hundred and fifty jin.

Looks like I'll be able to condense blood qi today.

Lin Le looked at the second drop of Blood Essence Pill Liquid that had formed, anticipation rising in his eyes.

Another two hours passed, and the sun had begun to set.

Within the courtyard, Lin Le's punches gradually slowed. As his final punch landed, a heat flow poured from his heart and raced through his body with his blood, as naturally as water flowing into a channel.

Unlike the previous heat flows, Lin Le could clearly feel that this one could be controlled by him.

Blood qi, the qi only born when flesh and blood had been tempered until the physique became powerful enough.

The moment blood qi was born, it rapidly absorbed the remaining medicinal power of the pill liquid and grew.

Lin Le shifted from moving exercises to still exercises, accelerating the process.

During that time, Lin Le also used today's Blood Essence Treasure Liquid.

Only after a long while did Lin Le slowly finish his exercises, thinking inwardly, Comparing the two, the pill liquid is still more suited for directly increasing strength. The treasure liquid is only suited for improving Bone Structure.

Walking to the mirror inside the room, Lin Le admired his current self: broad shoulders, a narrow waist, long arms, and firm muscles pressed tightly against his frame. He was completely unlike the slightly chubby, fair-skinned person he had once been.

Strong but not burly, seemingly lean but not thin, and paired with his now-slim handsome face, he truly cut the figure of a graceful young man.

Lin Le threw a punch, producing nine ringing sounds. Then he looked at his fist and fell into thought.

He was considering whether to cultivate a few more martial arts.

Just as spirit roots were divided into supreme, high, middle, and low grades, Bone Structure had similar classifications. However, compared against spirit roots, one form of superior Bone Structure only equaled one segment of a spirit root.

Every additional form was equivalent to gaining another segment of a spirit root.

Thus, superior Bone Structure was also called Martial Bone, likewise divided into four grades: supreme, high, middle, and low. Each grade had three forms.

Lin Le now had two forms: ape arms and a bee waist. But no one would ever complain about having better talent.

The Body Refining Realm was practically the only chance those with good comprehension could seize to change their fate.

Once one became a cultivator and reversed the innate, no matter how formidable one's martial arts became, Bone Structure could no longer be changed.

Lin Le not only had decent comprehension, but also the Lotus divine ability to accelerate his progress. If he did not cultivate a perfect Martial Bone, it would be far too great a loss.

Lin Le recalled the martial arts he could get his hands on. It did not matter if they were a little inferior, as long as he could practice them.

Five Tigers Severing Gate Saber can cultivate a tiger's back; Eagle Claw Technique can cultivate eagle fingers; Eight Directions Leg can cultivate Mantis Leg...

Lin Le quickly assembled the martial arts he intended to practice, all of which he had heard of before.

The fact that he had heard of them meant they were relatively widespread methods, with the lowest cost to obtain.

I'm still short three, though. Forget it, I should eat first. Lin Le rubbed his rumbling stomach and turned to eat.

After eating, Lin Le sat quietly in his bedroom and began to visualize. He was going to start cultivating the Heavenly Gate Method and the Thunderfire Soul Refining Diagram that he had obtained by chance.