Seven days had passed since Yang Qingyun had come to live in this town.
During those seven days,
he had first used Zhou Weilong's martial arts school connections to purchase a large quantity of medicinal herbs with the money seized from Black Wind Stronghold.
Then, using some of the hundred-year-old blood lingzhi and three-hundred-year-old fo-ti obtained from Black Wind Stronghold as the main ingredients, he had refined a Qi Strengthening Pill.
Besides that, he had also made ointments to replenish qi and blood and prepared various medicinal bath formulas.
With the nourishment of the Qi Strengthening Pill and all those medicinal herbs,
Yang Qingyun's qi and blood had risen rapidly, and his strength had advanced at a tremendous pace!
In my previous life, the earliest stages were incredibly difficult. It took me almost two years just to go from the early-Entry Realm to the mid-Entry Realm!
But now, after my rebirth, I'm already about to advance from the early-Entry Realm to the mid-Entry Realm in barely ten days!
And even before reaching the mid-Entry Realm, the qi and blood in my body already rival what I had at the peak of the Entering Realm in my previous life!
As he carefully sensed the power within him, Yang Qingyun could not help marveling inwardly.
Although his memories contained everything he remembered about cultivation,
this body
had none of the experience needed to retrace that path.
Expanding his meridians, training his flesh, tempering his qi and blood—all of it had to begin from scratch.
Even so,
his cultivation still advanced by leaps and bounds. In barely ten days, he had covered the same ground that had taken him two years in his previous life, even laying a foundation so solid he would never have dared dream of it back then!
His qi and blood were vast and abundant, no longer a mere trickle as they had been in his previous life, when he had constantly counted and conserved every drop, fearing they would run dry in battle.
Circulating his qi and blood in combat was also utterly smooth, no longer stiff and clogged like a rusted machine as it had been in his previous life.
All these achievements
made Yang Qingyun feel as though he were dreaming!
Even with an opening hand this heaven-defying in this life, I can't let myself slack off.
"Again!"
After resting for a moment,
Yang Qingyun let out a long breath and assumed his stance again. He began throwing punches and kicks, the force stirred by his movements whistling through the air,
once again practicing the same Blood Melting Body Tempering Fist.
This was a basic body-tempering fist technique created after the Spiritual Qi Resurgence by martial arts masters of this world who had incorporated cultivation methods from the Xuantian Realm.
It had little offensive power,
but through specific postures and movements that directed force, practicing it could accelerate the consumption of qi and blood, allowing fine strands of them to seep into the flesh. This gradually tempered the body and increased cultivation speed!
At present, the spiritual qi between heaven and earth was nowhere near as dense as it would be during the large-scale Spiritual Qi Resurgence twenty years later.
The sparse spiritual qi could not sustain this fist technique's consumption.
Anyone who forced themselves to practice it in this era would merely squeeze out their body's vital reserves and damage its foundations.
But Yang Qingyun was different.
In his previous life, with the path ahead cut off, he could only strive to keep unearthing his body's latent potential, ultimately attaining the pinnacle of skill.
That meant that even when faced with danger again after his rebirth, he still possessed the ability to change everything.
In control over force, and in his perception and understanding of qi and blood and the body, no one in this era, at least, could surpass him!
This was also what gave him the confidence to practice this body-tempering fist technique!
His meticulous perception of his body and supreme control over his qi and blood allowed him to clearly sense every bit of qi and blood consumed. Before they ran dry and began draining his body's foundations, he could slow his practice, then accelerate his absorption of the pill's medicinal power,
cleverly using the abundant medicinal power to replace spiritual qi!
He trained again and again,
sweat pouring down until it had nearly soaked the ground.
Exhaustion welled up within him, and his muscles ached and tingled. He wanted nothing more than to lie down and sleep.
Yet Yang Qingyun persevered, his heart brimming with fervor.
He could feel
his qi and blood and his cultivation realm rising continuously at a perceptible rate!
His strength
accumulated and improved, bit by bit!
Time flew,
and three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Thanks to Yang Qingyun's tireless practice over those days,
on this day, all the meridians in his body suddenly opened up. His qi and blood flowed naturally into place, carrying him into the mid-Entry Realm in one stroke!
"I've finally broken through!"
In the courtyard, Yang Qingyun had just finished a round of fist practice.
Feeling the qi and blood surging through him like a river, he smiled despite the slight weariness on his face.
Over the past three days,
he had not stepped outside once, spending most of each day practicing the Blood Melting Body Tempering Fist and absorbing the medicinal power of the Qi Strengthening Pill and his many herbs and medicinal preparations.
The rewards for all the sweat he had shed were considerable.
He had entered the mid-Entry Realm with practically no bottleneck at all!
Although it was only a lowly realm in the martial path, he had reached in ten days or half a month what had taken him two years in his previous life. How could he not rejoice?
An increase in strength undoubtedly brought joy from the bottom of one's heart.
Much of the credit went to Black Wind Stronghold's generosity.
Otherwise, without money and plentiful medicinal herbs to nourish him, he might not have advanced so quickly.
Moreover,
that was not all he had gained!
Yang Qingyun casually picked up the saber from the rack beside him and held it horizontally before his eyes. Its snow-white edge reflected his gaze!
Ring!
The keen blade trembled.
Faintly, a strange vitality seemed to quiver within it, giving off a terrifying sensation!
"The Blade in the Heart has finally taken shape!"
Yang Qingyun let out a long breath.
A certain intangible essence dispersed, and the terrifying tremor within the saber faded along with it.
The cold blade returned to lifeless stillness, as though nothing had happened.
With his breakthrough and the increase in his qi and blood, Yang Qingyun had gained access to more methods and insights.
During these three days of fist practice,
he had also continued honing the Drawing Sword Technique he had created in this life—the move that had slain Golden-Eyed Leopard, the chief of Black Wind Stronghold!
As his strength and cultivation realm rose,
this move, too, had advanced to the next level in one stroke!
Before this,
Yang Qingyun had needed to anchor it in a physical form, confining himself to keeping the saber sheathed before he could nurture it with the momentum in his heart.
That was why he had never drawn his saber while fighting Golden-Eyed Leopard.
He had wanted to prevent the momentum nurtured within the blade from spilling out.
He could only contend with his opponent using the sheathed saber until the final draw, when he unleashed the strike nurtured by his qi and blood and his understanding of the blade's overarching momentum, killing him outright!
But now,
with the rise in his strength and cultivation realm,
and with what he had gained after killing Golden-Eyed Leopard,
Yang Qingyun had achieved a further improvement in his understanding of the Drawing Sword Technique!
If, before this,
the Drawing Sword Technique still needed an external physical form to anchor it, using a sheath to conceal its edge,
then now,
his body and his heart were the sheath!
Now, even if he swung his saber, the momentum gathered within his chest would no longer spill away!
Instead, at the right moment,
he could unleash it at any time!
...The improved Drawing Sword Technique I have now draws on the visualization principles of the Xuantian Realm's ghost cultivation path from my previous life. It gathers the overarching momentum, then unleashes it all beneath the keen edge of the drawn blade. Its very concept already differs considerably from the Drawing Sword Technique of my previous life.
Now that I've cast off the sheath and the blade rests in my heart, it can no longer really be called the Drawing Sword Technique. Then I'll call it Mind Slash!
Sensing the blade's momentum gathering in his heart, with terrifying power concealed within it, Yang Qingyun could not help looking delighted.
With this,
he would no longer face any restrictions when unleashing that strike.
And he could also begin practicing saber combat techniques.
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