Ever-Changing

Lu Yibai was already somewhat used to the previous pain, but the pain suddenly intensified at this moment, making him a little unaccustomed to it.

It was at least twice as intense as before!

Damn, with this kind of pain, how was he going to play the later stages?

However, there was no doubt that he had very likely made a breakthrough.

The setting of the technique called Menstrual Pain was that the further along one went, the more intense the pain became.

Lu Yibai had once suspected that this technique would forge a bunch of lunatics who were not afraid of pain during combat.

Judging from his current situation, he should undoubtedly have broken through.

Lin Xiaoqi had said that under normal circumstances, when a trainee Night Watchman broke through to a First-tier Night Watchman, the points of light in their body would gather to about the size of a fingernail.

Lu Yibai sensed the points of light inside his body and felt a bit dumbfounded.

The points of light inside his body could gather to about the length and width of an ordinary person's two fingers.

It was far too abundant!

Lin Xiaoqi had always said that the only advantage of their lineage was the sheer quantity, but he had not expected it to be this massive!

To put it in simple and easy-to-understand terms, the energy inside a Night Watchman's body was just like the "mana" when we played games. Having a lot of "mana" did not mean one was necessarily strong or had high output, but it at least meant one could throw out a few more skills.

More endurance.

Just imagine if the "mana" was so abundant it seemed inexhaustible, and on top of that, one wasn't afraid of pain... it was completely a fighting machine!

As for his physical condition at this moment, it had reached about three to four times that of a normal adult male.

It wasn't just greater strength; there were also significant improvements in speed, the five senses, and other aspects.

He did not know whether his current state, if he were to encounter that rat demon again while it used its demonic power, would make him its match, but at least he wouldn't be in such a sorry state of having to trade his life for another's.

After the cultivation state ended, Lu Yibai let out a long breath, then went to the bathroom to take a shower, washing away the sticky sweat on his body.

The ice water beat against his body, and he only felt a wave of sobriety.

Now his whole body appeared much more lean and muscular. He wasn't a giant like Dwayne Johnson, but rather a typical example of "looking slim in clothes, but having meat when undressed."

This feeling of having upgraded was really awesome.

Lin Xiaoqi did not seem surprised that Lu Yibai could break through so quickly.

According to what she said, the nameless technique they were currently cultivating—which Lu Yibai himself called "Menstrual Pain"—was a very quick-succession technique.

The creator was a lunatic-like person who died at age thirty-four.

This was because he took many detours during the process of creating the technique, overdrawing too many of his bodily functions.

And his successor was even more miserable, living to be only twenty-nine.

Clearly the predecessors had already laid a certain foundation, so why was this the case?

Lin Xiaoqi's explanation was that this second-generation grandmaster was originally rather frail, and when he continued to refine the technique, he also took certain detours.

Lu Yibai: "..."

This made a lot of sense.

Just like that, through the refinement of generation after generation of grandmasters whose aptitudes were trash, yet whose willpower was as steadfast as lunatics and who didn't live long, "Menstrual Pain" came to be.

This was still an imperfect technique, but at least when laying the foundation, nothing would go wrong.

Lin Xiaoqi told Boss Lu to rest assured, but listening to generation after generation of grandmasters dying young always felt unreliable.

He touched the thermos cup in his hand and took a sip of goji berry water, hoping that he could live a long life.

The ranks of Night Watchmen corresponded to the ranks of demons and monsters, divided into a total of seven tiers.

This was a very hasty and casual organization, so they didn't put any thought into thinking up names for the ranks.

Things like "Golden Core" or "Nascent Soul"—none of that existed at all.

They were simply called First Rank, Second Rank... Seventh Rank.

Plain, right?

Of course, they could also be a bit more trendy, like F-grade, E-grade... A-grade, S-grade.

Though Lu Yibai had always been puzzled as to why things were called S-grade after A-grade. Wouldn't it be more interesting to follow A-grade with V-grade?

What ranks Lin Xiaoqi and Ji Dekeng were, Lu Yibai was not clear, and she hadn't said, but they were definitely much stronger than himself.

Lin Xiaoqi sat on the sofa and said to Lu Yibai, "Boss, since you have officially stepped into the ranks of First-tier Night Watchmen, we can begin practicing battle skills."

To put it simply, learning how to fight.

As she spoke, she retrieved a wooden sword from the cabinet.

Were they learning sword techniques?

Lu Yibai's interest immediately soared.

Standing atop a mountain peak with a cry of "Sword Come!", how heroic and ambitious that would be!

"Boss, sword moves are ever-changing, including stabbing, swinging, drawing, poking, carrying, lifting, washing, intercepting, slashing... and so on."

How complicated.

"Boss, it's very complicated, right?" Lin Xiaoqi gently waved the wooden sword in her hand and said.

Lu Yibai nodded.

"So we're not learning it." Saying this, Lin Xiaoqi tossed the wooden sword in her hand away.

Lu Yibai: "???"

What the heck, so all that you said beforehand was just teasing me?

Lu Yibai: ¯_(ツ)_/¯

However, thinking carefully about Lin Xiaoqi's lazy personality, overly complicated things didn't suit her either.

Just treat what she said earlier as warming up the atmosphere; the next part should finally be the main point.

Lin Xiaoqi stretched out her right palm and made a "hand-blade" posture, with cyan-black light gathering on her hand like a blade aura.

The blade aura was very long, and if the living room hadn't been relatively small, it could have been even longer.

A forty-meter blade aura—I dare you not to be scared!

"Boss, blade techniques are similarly ever-changing: chopping, chopping, chopping, chopping, chopping, chopping, chopping, chopping..."

Lu Yibai twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling that it really fit Lin Xiaoqi's fierce and tough temperament.

It must be this one!

Blade techniques weren't bad either; a single blade breaks ten thousand techniques. He wanted to learn!

Then, he lowered his head to look at the lion umbrella beside him, and with a twitch of his mouth, he said, "Cut the crap, the only spiritual tool in our bar is an umbrella."

"So smart, Boss!" Lin Xiaoqi snapped her fingers and said.

"As Boss also knows, our bar is relatively poor with limited conditions, so we can only learn the umbrella." Saying this, she reached out and grabbed into the empty air, and the cat head umbrella placed on the ground flew into her palm.

This was the first time Lu Yibai had seen Lin Xiaoqi holding the cat head umbrella.

"Boss, umbrella techniques are also ever-changing..."

Could you please shut up!

However, after Lin Xiaoqi demonstrated it once, Lu Yibai realized why she had laid such a heavy groundwork for him beforehand.

The umbrella indeed had numerous variations and could equally accomplish stabbing, swinging, washing, intercepting, slashing... and so on.

At the same time, it could also chop just like a blade technique, except that chopping downwards with an umbrella felt more like smashing with a weighted baton!

Moreover, the four umbrellas in the shop didn't know what kind of material they were made of; the umbrella canopy had very strong defense, and opening the umbrella was equivalent to a shield.

There was a "Thousand Mechanism Umbrella" in a certain web gaming novel that could transform into any form, but actually, there was no need to transform; the umbrella itself was already very comprehensive with plenty of tricks.

"Boss, today we'll start practicing from the thrusting posture. Come on, give it your all and quickly thrust five hundred times first."

The twitching of Lu Yibai's mouth became even more severe. He couldn't tell anymore whether Lin Xiaoqi was driving too fast or if his own mind was just too dirty...