Mighty Bull Cultivation Method

"Ah~~~~"

It was as though a bomb called excruciating pain had detonated inside his body, making Zhang Ming cry out.

The pain was intense and brutal, as if someone were stirring his brain with a soup spoon, nearly unbearable.

His internal organs seemed to be tearing apart as indescribable agony rampaged through his body.

It was as though an invisible hand were fiercely tugging at the dense web of nerves clinging throughout his body like a spider's web.

Zhang Ming curled up, veins bulging. His spasming muscles were like plucked strings, drawn taut as they resisted the endless pain.

Sweat poured down like torrential rain, instantly soaking through his clothes and forming a lake of gathered droplets on the bluestone floor.

Yet pain would eventually fade amid prolonged torment.

After taking several deep breaths, the scorching, burning pain finally receded.

He drank several cups of cool water, and the icy water restored clarity to his brain, which had been seared by the heat.

"Success."

"The fusion of the three Cultivation Methods has finally succeeded."

He sensed the information in his mind.

The pain from moments ago was instantly thrown to the back of his mind, and a broad smile appeared on Zhang Ming's face.

"More than twenty days of effort and several uses of [Ignite Comprehension] had not been in vain after all!"

"Ha ha ha!"

Zhang Ming laughed heartily, his mood utterly buoyant.

Because the Cultivation Method produced by fusing the three methods was so powerful that it surpassed Zhang Ming's imagination.

"[Mighty Bull Strength]... no, it shouldn't be called [Mighty Bull Strength] anymore!"

"Let's call it [Mighty Bull Cultivation Method]!"

"[Mighty Bull Cultivation Method], an Innate Cultivation Method with as many as 213 Acupoints—an Innate Cultivation Method that far exceeds the 119 Acupoints I envisioned!!!"

"1 + 1 > 2!"

"Fusing Cultivation Methods with identical or similar attributes could actually bring such a terrifying improvement."

"No, perhaps it wasn't simply the fusion. Perhaps repeated fusion through [Ignite Comprehension] allowed the three Cultivation Methods to transcend their previous level, resulting in an Innate Cultivation Method with as many as 213 Acupoints."

Whatever the reason, the Cultivation Method in his mind filled Zhang Ming with excitement.

"Cultivation Methods are divided into three layers: the first layer is Warrior, the second layer is Postnatal, and the Third Layer is Innate."

"At the first Warrior layer, when mastered, one's skin becomes like cowhide, impervious to ordinary blades and swords. One's fists possess ten thousand jin of force, and one's body is like a mighty bull, unstoppable against all obstacles."

"At the second Postnatal Warrior layer, when mastered, one's body becomes like steel, and one's fists possess one hundred thousand jin of force, far stronger than an ordinary Innate Martial Artist."

"At the Third Layer of Innate Martial Artist, when mastered, one possesses a million jin of force; none but a Grandmaster can stand against them."

The [Mighty Bull Cultivation Method] formed from the fusion of three Cultivation Methods was ranked among Innate Cultivation Methods, with Vital Energy flowing through 213 Acupoints.

An Innate Cultivation Method with 213 Acupoints meant that, even among Innate-level Cultivation Methods, the [Mighty Bull Cultivation Method] was among the very finest body-tempering methods.

Its tempering of bodily strength was invincible wherever it went.

Compared with the original [Mighty Bull Strength], the current [Mighty Bull Cultivation Method] was vastly different.

Now, as long as his Vital Energy reached perfection and he attained the limits of a Warrior, he would possess the ten-thousand-jin strength that only Postnatal Martial Artists had possessed before.

A Postnatal Martial Artist would possess one hundred thousand jin of force, stronger even than ordinary Innate Martial Artists.

And upon becoming an Innate Martial Artist, he would possess a million jin of force—none but a Grandmaster could oppose him.

It was simply terrifying beyond measure.

This also meant that if Zhang Ming cultivated the [Mighty Bull Cultivation Method], then once he became an Innate Martial Artist—

In Xinhe Commandery, and even in several nearby small commanderies of the same scale as Xinhe Commandery—

Zhang Ming would be the strongest.

None could match him!

"Good, good, good! What a powerful [Mighty Bull Cultivation Method]!"

Zhang Ming was overjoyed.

It was as though he could already see himself reaching great mastery in cultivation and slaughtering in all directions.

"Hah—within three days, I'll complete the conversion of my cultivation method."

"By then, I might even be able to contend with ordinary Postnatal Martial Artists!"

A blazing fire flickered in his eyes, and his spirit was incomparably exhilarated.

In the blink of an eye, three peaceful days passed.

This day.

In the rear courtyard's training ground.

Golden sunlight reflected off the ground paved with green bricks and stone slabs. A man stood there like a statue.

The lines of his muscles were clear, evenly distributed across his body like a meticulously carved marble sculpture, brimming with strength and beauty.

Under the golden sunlight, the man held a massive boulder a meter in diameter and weighing several thousand jin as he trained.

Every rise and squat displayed terrifying strength.

With every squat and rise, countless beads of sweat fell like rain.

Drip, drip, without pause, gathering into a shallow puddle on the bluestone slabs.

After holding the thousand-jin boulder and performing a hundred squats, until his sweat had gathered into a small puddle on the bluestone floor—

The man let out a long howl.

The muscles and bones throughout his body emitted a faint red glow, vaguely forming the image of a roaring mighty bull.

With a powerful throw, he hurled the thousand-jin boulder more than ten meters away as though it had grown wings. Bang!

Thud!

A dull sound rang out as the ground was smashed into a pit more than ten centimeters deep.

"Huff—huff—"

His heart pounded violently, and his Vital Energy briefly strengthened his body, making it seem like an overclocked computer, madly radiating endless heat.

This man was Zhang Ming, who had completed his conversion to the [Mighty Bull Cultivation Method].

After breathing heavily and resting for a moment, Zhang Ming burst into laughter, his voice filled with confidence and boldness.

"Ha ha, what a powerful, powerful [Mighty Bull Fist]!"

"My fist strength should be several thousand jin now. I may not be unable to fight an ordinary Postnatal Martial Artist!"

His eyes blazed with boundless flames, burning fiercely.

"Along with the fist techniques from [Mighty Bull Fist] within the [Mighty Bull Cultivation Method], and the bodily defenses from [Mighty Bull Body], I am already invincible among Warriors."

The excitement in his heart was beyond words.

Just over a month ago, Zhang Ming had merely been an ordinary person in good health.

Yet after only a little more than a month, he had become a powerhouse capable of matching Postnatal Martial Artists!

"As expected of me!"

"I have achieved what I have today entirely because of my outstanding talent and diligent effort."

"[Ignite Comprehension] merely added flowers to brocade."

Zhang Ming nodded solemnly and confidently, convinced that this was exactly the case.

Yet that solemnity lasted only a few breaths.

Then he immediately burst into laughter.

"This feels great!"

"This is so fun."

After his brief excitement and laughter, Zhang Ming reined in his emotions and returned to reality.

"Now that I have the [Mighty Bull Cultivation Method], I'm confident that I can bring my Vital Energy to perfection within three months and break through to become a Postnatal Martial Artist within a year."

"Become an Innate Martial Artist within three years."

With [Ignite Comprehension], Zhang Ming could easily gain the experience of the Great Perfection level.

The Great Perfection-level [Mighty Bull Cultivation Method] also meant that, in the world of [Ignite Comprehension]—

Zhang Ming had once reached the limit of the Cultivation Method and become an Innate Martial Artist at great mastery.

Therefore, Zhang Ming had absolute confidence in when his cultivation would reach which realm and when he would make each breakthrough.

"An Innate Martial Artist within three years."

"A twenty-one-year-old Innate Martial Artist—even among Martial Saint powers like one temple, two sects, and four schools, I should count as a peerless genius, right?"

Zhang Ming laughed again, extremely pleased.

"Cough, cough."

After his excitement subsided, he coughed lightly a few times to steady his mind, thoughts turning in his head.

Zhang Ming had a habit: whenever he was at his most excited and happiest, he would pour cold water over himself and forcibly cool down.

For example, in his previous life, after winning the beauty's heart, Zhang Ming would pour cold water over himself. He would tell himself that the beauty might not truly love him. Could this love really withstand the test of time? Did he have the ability to manage this relationship well?

He always prepared for the worst, never allowing himself to fall into the trap of fleeting emotions.

It was the same now.

"[Mighty Bull Cultivation Method] is very strong."

"But the path of martial arts cannot rely on the [Mighty Bull Cultivation Method] alone."

There was no denying it.

The [Mighty Bull Cultivation Method] was very strong.

In terms of strength alone, it was nearly invincible among those of the same level. Even fighting above one's level might not be impossible.

But...

But what if the enemy refused to compete with you in strength?

What if the enemy wielded weapons sharp enough to slice through iron like mud?

What if the enemy relied on ghostly speed to wear you down from afar?

What if the enemy poisoned you or laid traps?

What if the enemy caught you off guard and launched a sneak attack from the shadows?

And so on, and so forth—there were countless ways to deal with Zhang Ming.

After all, reality was not a game. No one was an idiot.

"Therefore, the brute force of the [Mighty Bull Cultivation Method] is best used as a last resort."

"Before using brute force to kill an enemy, it would be best to use other methods first."

"For example..."

His gaze shifted slightly, and his mind turned.

Two combat Cultivation Methods surfaced in his mind.

"[Black Tiger Saber] and [Five Poisons Palm]!"

"There is no need to say much about [Black Tiger Saber]. Once I learn it, I can openly claim to be a saber wielder, kill enemies with exquisite saber techniques, and make my name through saber techniques."

"When the enemy thinks I'm only a saber wielder, I can suddenly strike them at close range with ten thousand jin of mighty force! Smashing them into a pulp on the spot."

The image was too beautiful; Zhang Ming did not dare look at it.

"[Five Poisons Palm] is also quite good."

"By cultivating [Five Poisons Palm], whether actively or passively, I can improve my understanding of and resistance to all kinds of poisons, as well as my means of poisoning others."

"Wait. If that's the case, wouldn't it be better to directly study medicine? Medicine and Poison are inseparable; once my medical skills become superb, poisoncraft will naturally come easily as well."

"A low-level Cultivation Method like [Five Poisons Palm] is better left unpracticed."

"And besides..."