Devoted Cultivation IV

"Qi Combat?"

"That's right. Have you ever felt that when you practice martial arts, you are conforming to the martial art, rather than the martial art conforming to you? If there were a martial art that naturally and perfectly suited you, could it bring out all your strengths and advantages and avoid all your weaknesses and flaws?"

"Go back and think about it carefully," Zhang Rongfang said with a smile.

"Disciple understands." Chang Yuqing seemed to have realized something.

"Oh, right." Suddenly, Zhang Rongfang flashed forward and abruptly approached her.

Point your finger.

His fingertips landed precisely on Chang Yuqing's brow.

A drop of blood seeped out, seeping into his cut and disappearing.

But Zhang Rongfang did not stop. Instead, he continuously forced out his own blood to absorb Chang Yuqing's blood, digesting it as nutrients to regenerate his own blood and replenish it.

Time passed little by little.

Chang Yuqing trembled as if she had been electrocuted, and numerous Blood Spots appeared on her snow-white skin.

Her face was flushed, her eyes were bloodshot, and snot and saliva dripped unconsciously from her nose and fell to the ground.

She felt her body being restored! Reborn!!

Pain, numbness, and itching mingled together, surging from the deepest part of the body, making it impossible to suppress.

"Alright." In the depths of her being, her master's voice echoed in her ears.

But Chang Yuqing was too weak to move at this point. She collapsed to the ground, her whole body like a limp rag, as if her bones had been removed.

Zhang Rongfang stood to the side, watching her with a slight frown.

He hadn't noticed before that there was another force within this guy's body resisting his blood.

Chang Yuqing's body also resists with blood, but its concentration is much lower than his.

This made Zhang Rongfang think of something involuntarily.

This was the first time he had encountered something like this. If Chang Yuqing were a Worship God, it would be one thing, but not only was she not, she was just a weak woman with no special physical abilities whatsoever.

The conflict between these two types of blood is what caused Chang Yuqing to be extremely tired and in pain at this moment.

Fortunately, he quickly increased the amount of blood transfused and managed to suppress that force.

"Is there Spirit Person in your family?" Zhang Rongfang suddenly asked.

"My father is a Spirit Noble," Chang Yuqing replied with difficulty.

"Spirit Noble." Zhang Rongfang mused. He waved his hand, and two female disciples immediately came forward and carried Chang Yuqing away.

He suddenly had some guesses, but without specific verification, he didn't know what secrets these Spirit Noble were hiding.

Chang Yuqing is perhaps worth studying in detail.

She was an abandoned Spirit Noble, but she possessed extraordinary comprehension. Even before formally learning martial arts, she had already grasped the ability to Enemy Anticipation.

Now that his Body Transformation, he wonders what heights he can reach in the future. Just thinking about it makes him very excited. Standing on the platform, Zhang Rongfang thought about many things.

He thought of his grandmaster, Jin Yuyan. With her talent, if she hadn't been limited by the limits of human beings and affected by her neurotic state at the semi-extreme level, her potential would probably have been far greater than this.

Now, with Chang Yuqing possessing the same talent, or even seemingly stronger, coupled with the Blood Descendant physique bestowed upon him, he might become a nightmare for those who Worship God in the future. Amidst his chaotic thoughts, Zhang Rongfang let out a long sigh and finally turned his gaze back to his Attribute Panel.

'Next, it's time to work on new Trait Talent.'

At this point, he had allocated the vast majority of all his Attribute Points to health.

Only a little bit was left.

'Zhang Rongfang – Life 399-399.'

Available Attributes: 1.

This point is to prevent the emergence of new Trait Talent that could have too great an impact on the body, thus making outsiders aware of the abnormality.

Now, the time is finally ripe.

"Someone, give the order that I am going into seclusion and no one is to disturb me. Leave the food and drink at the cave entrance." He suddenly gave the order.

"Yes!"

The guard at the top of the steps leading to the Human Immortal Platform quickly bowed his head in response.

These people were not martial artists, but merely attendants and Daoist priests with a rudimentary understanding of martial arts. Their task was to take care of and handle miscellaneous tasks in the canyon.

After everyone left.

Zhang Rongfang turned and walked into the cave, closing the stone door at the entrance.

Arriving in the center of a wide, flat area, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

This time, I hope to release a Trait Talent that can counter gods Gods and Buddhas, and Spirit General.

Spirit General rely entirely on spitting blood; even gods and Gods and Buddhas can't damage Remnant God, let alone counter their immortality and divine pressure.

What he urgently needs now is to break through their defenses.

Let's begin.

Zhang Rongfang conjured a hand in his mind and gently tapped the plus sign after the Life Attribute.

In an instant, the life count jumped from 399 to 400. Inside the cave, all was quiet, and nothing changed.

Zhang Rongfang stood still, waiting quietly.

His eyes were fixed on the Attribute Panel, specifically the area for Trait Talent.

Following the three Trait Talent: Super Vision, Blood Ancestor, and Child Wish, a new line of text slowly appeared below.

***Northern part of Great Ling City.

The vast desert sands danced in the air.

On the undulating sand dunes, two figures wielding weapons were engaged in a fierce battle.

At the edge of the sand dunes, First Squad camel riders dressed in light white armor were escorting a pure white gauze sedan chair.

A person was lounging lazily in the sedan chair, watching the deadly fight between two people in the distance.

"I made a bet with her that she wouldn't be able to kill Yun Xiao within a hundred moves, and now it seems she's about to lose."

"Why does the commander waste time lingering over a mere slave?" a camel rider said in a deep voice.

"In the vast desert, she met me. She recognized me. This is fate," the person in the sedan chair said softly.

"Heaven has granted us this bond, why should I sever it? So, I gave her a chance."

"But we must go to Great Capital as soon as possible. Yue Dewen is manipulating the court, which is unforgivable and deserves to be punished," the cavalry general said with dissatisfaction.

"That's my business." The voice inside the sedan chair suddenly turned cold. "Sima Rui, do you still remember the rules?"

"It was your subordinate who overstepped his bounds."

"Remember, there will be no next time." The person in the sedan chair regained a gentle tone.

The others remained silent, not daring to even breathe too heavily.

Although they were all Worship God, possessed Spirit Vein, and were of Super Grade, at this moment, before the person in the sedan chair, they were no stronger than ordinary ants.

Thud! At that moment, on a distant sand dune, a woman finally drew her knife and stabbed one of the men opposite her.

She raised her right arm and screamed to vent her frustration.

"Oh? She actually won by just one move." The person in the sedan chair was surprised.

They watched as the slave woman ran towards them.

The person inside the sedan chair sighed.

"The things of this world are always so unpredictable."

"Commander? Yue Dewen is known as the Number One Under Heaven. Have you ever witnessed his strength?" a cavalry general asked in a deep voice.

"I wonder if he's even stronger than Damir back then?" the person in the sedan chair replied with a nonchalant, questioning tone.

"Didn't you return with the other Divine General to coerce Yue Dewen?" the cavalry general asked in surprise.

"Yes, the Divine Decree has indeed come down. But it didn't say when it would arrive, did it?" the person in the sedan chair said with a smile.

The rider frowned slightly; this ambiguous attitude made him somewhat unsure of the person in the sedan chair's intentions.

"No rush. Let's go to the Snow Rainbow Pavilion first. We can talk about Yue Dewen and the others after everyone arrives." The person in the sedan chair lay down lazily again.

*** Human Immortal Temple, Wish Woman Canyon.

Zhang Rongfang inside the cave, closing his eyes and watching the new Trait Talent slowly emerge.

The pale red writing gradually deepened in color, becoming increasingly clear.

"Huh??" Upon seeing the handwriting, Zhang Rongfang frowned and widened his eyes in surprise.

His new talent was completely different from what he had expected. According to his previous deductions, his talent would be influenced by the Gods and Buddhas marked on his body, thus exhibiting different degrees of inclination.

Therefore, this ability and talent should be related to the Gods and Buddhas Da Ling Desire Heaven.

But at this moment, what appeared before him was a completely different talent.

'Super Olfaction - Blood Tracking.'

This is an ability that looks similar to the previous super vision. It doesn't seem particularly powerful.

Zhang Rongfang was slightly disappointed, but at least as the name suggests, it seemed to be something he could use.

Soon, the writing was completely erased and the text reappeared.

A strange sense of restlessness welled up within him.

Cool streams appeared out of thin air from within the body, then converged into the nasal cavity, beginning to reshape the biological structure there.

The sensations of pain, itching, and numbness alternated intensely for about ten minutes before gradually fading and ending.

"It's done!?" Zhang Rongfang stood there, his body covered in cold sweat.

He reached up and touched his forehead; it was wet.

'It seems the same as before?'

'Wrong!'

Suddenly, Zhang Rongfang's eyes narrowed.

He smelled something!

The smell was like threads; he closed his eyes and could even clearly imagine those threads as red, thin, extending from his body out of the cave.

These lines are densely packed, numbering at least dozens or hundreds.

And each one seems to extend in a different direction.

Some even penetrate directly through the stone wall inside the cave, pointing in an unknown direction.

Zhang Rongfang vaguely guessed what was going on.

Immediately, he swiftly opened the stone door, leaped down from the Human Immortal Platform, and unleashed his movement techniques in the canyon.

They quickly followed a thin line and sped all the way to find Zhang Zhenhai squatting by the cave entrance, gnawing on a chicken foot.

With a whoosh, a gentle breeze blew, and Zhang Rongfang appeared in front of her.

The end of the thin red line was right at Zhang Zhenhai's brow.

The two stared at each other, dumbfounded for a moment.

Ah!!

Zhang Zhenhai's pretty face suddenly turned bright red. She stood up, turned around, and ran away, disappearing into the mist in the distance in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Rongfang was left alone, deep in thought.

'This Bloody Tracking seems to be able to smell the defenses of the Blood Descendant I personally created; this goes beyond the simple realm of smell.'

Although not very powerful, it is a good supplement to the management of the Human Immortal Temple.

In particular, he has never dared to produce large quantities of Blood Descendant he created.

Now that we have this Bloody Tracking, perhaps we can loosen our grip a bit more. Of course, that is, the red line can truly find every Blood Descendant.

With that thought, Zhang Rongfang lightly touched the ground with his foot, then leaped up along one of the red lines and sped away.

This time, he chose a more distant direction.