Improved Body Tempering Powder

Improved Body Tempering Powder

Ning Qi lay in the wooden tub, his thoughts gradually scattering.

"My greatest priority now is to obtain powerful strength as quickly as possible."

"To practice martial arts quickly, the first factor is the Stake Skill, and the second is the Medicinal Bath."

"My Stake Skill has currently reached its limit. The Bi'an Stance, Qiuniu Stance, and Baxia Stance have all reached Divine Intent Perfection, with no room for further advancement. Their effects are also more or less the same as those of the other six Stake Skills. If I want to improve in this aspect, I'll need an even more powerful Stake Skill."

"But there's still room for improvement when it comes to the Medicinal Bath!"

Ning Qi's eyes lit up.

Perhaps he could improve the formula.

That wasn't difficult for him.

As he recalled the formula, the quantities and medicinal properties of each herb immediately surfaced in his mind.

"Honeysuckle doesn't seem essential. I think I can reduce the amount of Violet Root, and use Blood Vein Flower in place of Blood Strengthening Grass..."

In an instant.

Countless flashes of inspiration sprang into Ning Qi's mind.

But a medicinal formula was different from martial arts. It still had to be tested.

As he thought, he felt the medicinal power being absorbed by his Skin Membrane.

He waited until the medicinal power had completely dissipated. Only when Ning Qi felt that most of the fatigue had left his body did he leap out, hurry into the room, and begin tinkering. He had read so many Medical Books and Classics over the past three years, even gathering their strengths to create his own Ning's Medical Treatise. This little matter was effortless for him.

He kept busy until late at night.

Only then did he finish tinkering with the formula.

Ning Qi eagerly poured the Improved Body Tempering Powder into the bath, filled it with water, and then jumped in.

In an instant, an indescribably refreshing sensation engulfed Ning Qi.

The lingering soreness, swelling, and redness on his Skin Membrane vanished at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The effect is at least twice as strong as before!"

"With this Improved Body Tempering Powder, I'll have more time to cultivate, and I won't have to worry about my body being unable to endure it."

A smile curled at the corners of Ning Qi's mouth.

"To sharpen a tool, one must first perfect the task at hand."

This was essential.

He could continue improving it little by little in the future.

In the blink of an eye.

Three days passed.

"Third Senior Sister, I'm leaving first."

Ning Qi greeted her with a smile before striding away.

Behind him.

Ye Qinghe stood there with vacant eyes, looking as though she had been completely drained.

She wore an almost lifeless expression.

At first.

When she learned that her Junior Brother could begin practicing martial arts at the age of three, she had initially refused to believe it. Then she had become excited. When she learned that Ning Qi wanted to learn the Chiwen Stance from her, she had even shouted that she would definitely put him through some rigorous training.

The result was naturally what it was now.

She had been dealt a crushing blow.

"Is this really a person? We're both human, so why is the gap so huge?"

Ye Qinghe remembered what she had once said to Ning Qi—something about how he would know that hard days lay ahead once he started practicing martial arts. Thinking about it now...

"I'm so stupid... The one suffering was clearly me."

She frantically rubbed her face, but when she finally looked at Ning Qi's back, she still smiled, carrying a hint of gratification.

No matter what, this was a good thing.

The little brat her master had brought back was growing up bit by bit, and at a speed that had far exceeded everyone's expectations.

A smile touched Ning Qi's lips.

Without turning around, he knew what Ye Qinghe was thinking.

That was because this scene had already repeated several times over the past few days.

"In these three days, I not only advanced to the Ox Hide Realm, but also learned five more Stake Skills from Third Senior Sister and the others—the Chaofeng Stance, Pulao Stance, Suanni Stance, Fuxi Stance, and Chiwen Stance!"

"Of the True Martial Nine Piles, I've already obtained eight. The only one I haven't learned is the Yazi Stance that Eighth Senior Brother knows."

Ning Qi was already somewhat impatient.

After learning eight Stake Skills, he had increasingly sensed the connections between the True Martial Nine Piles. If he could learn the remaining Yazi Stance, he was fully confident that he could use it to create an even more powerful Stake Skill.

"But there's no need to rush. Eighth Senior Brother has been in seclusion to break through these days. I'll look for him after he comes out."

Ning Qi had also considered asking his other Senior Brothers to teach him the Yazi Stance, but none of them were proficient in it and they were afraid they would teach him poorly. As for his master, Dragon Mountain Daoist, he had gone into seclusion as well.

There was nothing he could do but wait.

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

Ning Qi's realm broke through once again, and he had reached the Stone Skin Realm.

His Skin Refinement had already reached minor mastery.

At this realm, the Skin Membrane covering his entire body was as tough as stone, making ordinary fists and kicks incapable of hurting him. His strength had also increased tremendously.

In a mere ten days, Ning Qi had already traveled a road that many people needed to calculate in years to complete.

This achievement was thanks to the several Stake Skills that had reached Divine Intent Perfection, as well as the Improved Body Tempering Balm. Ning Qi had made some minor optimizations to it over the past few days, but he was too lazy to change its name, so he had continued calling it the Improved Body Tempering Balm.

Ning Qi planned to find an opportunity to give the Improved Body Tempering Balm to his master after he came out of seclusion.

Many of the martial arts and secret techniques Ning Qi had created had extremely high Comprehension requirements, but this formula had no threshold. If it could be widely disseminated, it would allow the disciples of the True Martial Sect to improve their strength even more rapidly and steadily deepen their foundations.

That day.

Ning Qi was wondering whether he should go visit Qin Yun's residence.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yun's figure appeared in the distance.

Qin Yun was only twenty years old and quite handsome. Seen from afar, he was a dashing Young Daoist. He had the best relationship with Ye Qinghe and Ning Qi and came to play with Ning Qi most often. However, Qin Yun was a Martial Fanatic with exceptional talent, and he bore the hopes of becoming the True Martial Sect's strongest practitioner in the future. Thus, he spent most of his time practicing martial arts.

"Eighth Senior Brother, you broke through?"

Ning Qi smiled and went to greet him. After practicing martial arts, his steps had become even steadier. Although he was only three years old, his body was no different from that of a five- or six-year-old child, while being even stronger.

Qin Yun nodded, then a look of shock appeared in his eyes.

"Little Nine, Eldest Senior Brother and the others told me earlier that you could already start practicing martial arts, but I didn't believe them. I didn't expect it to be true."

Ning Qi chuckled.

"Eighth Senior Brother, I want to learn the Yazi Stance from you."

Qin Yun was still digesting the shock of his Junior Brother being able to practice martial arts at the age of three. His brows furrowed slightly.

"Learning it isn't a problem, but you should know that grasping for too much leaves you unable to chew it. How are you doing with the Bi'an Stance you're focusing on?"

Ning Qi said nothing more.

Facts spoke louder than words.

Scenes like this had already appeared several times with his other Senior Brothers.

Watching the young Bi An dodge, leap, and sweep across the courtyard with power and freedom, Qin Yun's heart surged with stormy waves. He also felt a faint sourness that he himself hadn't noticed.

How long had it taken him to practice the Yazi Stance to the Initial Divine Intent stage? Half a year?

Or a year? Even so, he had already been praised as a Peerless Genius. But now, standing before his Junior Brother, what did that make him? Before he knew it, he fell silent.

Ning Qi stopped practicing the Stake Skill and looked up as he asked, "Eighth Senior Brother, I can learn the Yazi Stance from you now, right? I just want to broaden my horizons. Don't worry, I won't grasp for too much."

Looking at the adorable and clever Junior Brother he had known before, Qin Yun forced a smile onto his face. "All right. I'll teach you."

He had instinctively wanted to refuse, but then felt that doing so would be wrong.

He cursed himself inwardly.

Then he began performing the Yazi Stance while explaining its various essentials.

"Junior Brother, have you learned it?"

Ning Qi nodded repeatedly.

With the foundation of the previous eight Stake Skills, he learned it even faster than before! A moment later.

Qin Yun looked at Ning Qi's already incomparably proficient Yazi Stance and fell silent once more.

"Junior Brother, practice on your own for a while. I have something to do, so I'll be leaving first."

He forced his face into a smile as best he could, then turned and walked away. He took a deep breath, his gaze somewhat complicated.

Ning Qi answered him but didn't take it to heart. He assumed Qin Yun had been struck by the blow, though Ning Qi had already done his best to restrain himself, even suppressing the unusual signs of the Stone Skin Realm.

Shaking his head slightly, Ning Qi continued practicing martial arts.

If Qin Yun had stayed, Ning Qi would instead have found it difficult to practice with his hands untied. Before long, the Yazi Divine Intent reached Divine Intent Perfection.

Ning Qi's eyes shone brilliantly.

The True Martial Nine Piles had finally come together!