Raging Bull Strength

"Potential Points had reached 0.9, increasing by 0.3. Normally, they only increased by 0.1, so the extra 0.2 must be the effect of the Qi Replenishing Body Nourishing Soup."

As the last moments of the day passed and dawn arrived, Yang Chan saw the increase in Potential Points, and delight appeared in his eyes.

Potential Points were settled at the end of each day, in the early hours of the next. At this rate, after just one more day, he could add points again.

With his current proficiency in the Ox Demon Strength Fist, one Potential Point would be enough to raise it to perfection, perhaps even directly into the First Stage Peeking into the Threshold realm.

"Just one day."

"After drinking the Qi Replenishing Body Nourishing Soup, comprehending Raging Bull Strength would make for quite a nice story."

Thinking this, Yang Chan smiled.

"Hall Master Gu An and Steward Sikong want to make an example out of me, but I'm getting benefits from it too. It's not bad."

During this process, he had also figured out why he had received the Qi Replenishing Body Nourishing Soup.

Too many people had died in too short a time. They wanted to pick out a model figure and let the other Steward Disciples know that it was not impossible for someone to accomplish it.

It was also meant to erase some of the impact. The whole affair cost them nothing more than an unimportant bowl of Qi Replenishing Body Nourishing Soup.

After looking over the panel, Yang Chan went straight to sleep. Staying up late harmed the body.

Thanks to catching the eye of the Hall Master of the Hall of Medicine, Yang Chan's task the next day was no longer the grueling Medicine Drying Task under the blazing sun. Instead, he was assigned to deliver medicine, transporting herbs harvested from the Medicine Field to the Medicine Hall, while also bringing medicinal ingredients that could be used directly to the Alchemist Institute.

Compared with drying medicine, it was considerably easier. During the deliveries, he would even have free time to practice his fist technique. Naturally, it was far better than before.

Among the crowd, several people who had previously dried medicine with Yang Chan wore envious expressions. Wang Sheng in particular looked as though he could not wait to take Yang Chan's place.

They were both Steward Disciples of two and a half years. He had practiced the Ox Demon Strength Fist even more diligently than Yang Chan, so why did Yang Chan receive so many benefits?

Jealousy blazed in his eyes, twisting his features beyond recognition.

"What are you so smug about? I'll definitely comprehend Raging Bull Strength too."

Wang Sheng watched Yang Chan leave with the medicine delivery group in what he saw as a haughty stride, thinking bitterly to himself.

He felt that way because Yang Chan had not said a single word to any of them before leaving.

If Yang Chan had known, he would only have said one thing: What's wrong with you?

"You must be Senior Brother Yang Chan! Just follow us for the medicine delivery task. All these herbs are being sent to the Alchemist Institute for compounding."

A tall, thin Steward Disciple saw Yang Chan and spoke with a kind expression.

There was even a trace of flattery in his words. He had already heard about Yang Chan's situation.

Most of the disciples assigned to the Medicine Delivery Task had been on the mountain for less than a year and a half. They were Steward Disciples with some potential.

The Steward Disciples of the Qingyuan Sect all looked more or less the same, but the overseers had long been observing and dividing them into different categories. Those with aptitude received easier tasks and had more time to practice the Ox Demon Strength Fist.

Steward Disciples without potential naturally received more tasks.

"Sorry to trouble you, Junior Brother."

Feeling the goodwill, Yang Chan naturally did not refuse. Keeping a low profile did not mean refusing to interact with others.

The Medicine Delivery Task was indeed much easier. After making one delivery, the Steward Disciples found open spaces to practice the Ox Demon Strength Fist. When they went up to the Medicine Field, they could even get two extra steamed corn buns to eat.

That was an unspoken benefit, essentially mooching a meal. Unfortunately, those days were about to end. If the treatment for Formal Disciples was as good as those people claimed, they could say goodbye to these steamed corn buns that cost one yuan for four.

Yang Chan naturally joined them, harmoniously blending into the group.

Today's Servant Task was completed while the sun was still slanting westward, the sky still bright. It was much easier than drying medicine before, and it ended far sooner as well.

When he returned to the courtyard, not many people had come back yet. Clearly, their Servant Tasks had not been completed. He went straight into his room rather than remaining in the courtyard.

In the early hours of the morning, Yang Chan looked at the Potential Points field. When the value changed to 1, delight appeared on his face.

This also meant that his status was about to undergo a transformation.

His proficiency in the Ox Demon Strength Fist was already nearing ninety. Every time he practiced the fist technique, he could feel a strand of Jing Power circulating through him, but he had not yet been able to make it remain in his body completely. Even so, within a few days, he would surely comprehend Raging Bull Strength.

But comprehending it ahead of time was naturally even better.

He had accumulated experience for two and a half years. Comprehending Jing Power was perfectly reasonable.

Yang Chan looked at the panel and directly added a point.

The instant the point was added, Yang Chan felt a wandering strand of Jing Power appear within his body. After it appeared, it did not vanish immediately like the previous few times. Instead, it coursed through every part of his body.

Each place it passed through made Yang Chan feel the strength in his body increase by several degrees. After circulating several times, it settled in his Lower Dantian.

At the same time, his mind gained additional insights into the Ox Demon Strength Fist, as though he had personally cultivated it countless times.

Yang Chan had experienced this sensation once with the Tai Chi Health Cultivation Technique, so he was naturally very familiar with it now. Once those memories finished settling in, Yang An willed it, and the Jing Power within his dantian moved at his command.

He infused it into his right hand and immediately felt the strength in that hand increase enormously, becoming five or six times that of an ordinary person.

An ordinary person's punching strength would not be very high. Even after practicing fist techniques and training, it would not exceed the strength of four shi. Now that Yang Chan had comprehended Jing Power, the strength of his body alone had already surpassed that. With Jing Power empowering him, it far exceeded it.

He had only just begun to comprehend Jing Power. If it continued to grow and empower his fleshly body, his upper limit would become even higher.

And this was only the sensation of increased strength. His senses, speed, and other aspects had also improved. He could even hear a mouse moving about inside the mouse hole in his room, something he had been unable to do before.

His gaze turned toward the mouse hole, and sure enough, a scrawny mouse poked out its head. It had climbed onto his bed before and frightened him awake.

Yang Chan moved, appearing before the mouse hole in an instant, and stomped it to death with one foot. When he had the strength to take revenge, he never showed mercy.

Every improvement to his body was exceptionally clear. With this strength, he could deal with more than a dozen versions of himself from before the breakthrough.

If he held a sharp weapon, he could handle even more.

"No wonder comprehending Jing Power makes one a Formal Disciple of the Qingyuan Sect. The increase in strength really is immense, and combat power becomes several times more terrifying."

Yang Chan said with feeling.

He checked the changes on the panel.

[Name: Yang Chan]

[Lifespan: 16/55]

[Talent: 4]

[Potential Points: 0]

[Mastered Professions: Pharmacist (Beginner 25%)]

[Comprehended Techniques: Tai Chi Health Cultivation Technique (First Stage Peeking into the Threshold 14%), Ox Demon Strength Fist (First Stage Peeking into the Threshold 15%)]

On the panel, the Ox Demon Strength Fist had already risen to First Stage Peeking into the Threshold 15%, slightly higher than the Tai Chi Health Cultivation Technique.

His Lifespan had also increased by two years. Clearly, comprehending Jing Power could also extend one's lifespan, though it did not add as much as the Tai Chi Health Cultivation Technique.

His Talent had not changed at all.