Mighty Bull Cultivation Method

"Ah~~~~"

It was as if a bomb called excruciating pain had exploded inside his body, forcing Zhang Ming to cry out.

The pain was intense and cruel, as though someone were stirring his brains with a soup ladle. It was nearly unbearable.

His internal organs seemed to be ripped apart as indescribable agony ran rampant through his body.

It was as if an invisible hand were violently 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 a torrential rain, soaking through his clothes in an instant and forming a lake of gathered sweat droplets upon the bluestone floor.

Yet pain would eventually fade amid prolonged torment.

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

After drinking several cups of cold water, the icy liquid restored clarity to his brain, which had been seared by heat.

"Success."

"The fusion of the three cultivation methods 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.

"These past twenty-odd days of effort, and those several uses of [Ignite Comprehension], were not in vain after all!"

"Ha ha ha!"

Zhang Ming laughed heartily, his mood exceptionally buoyant.

Because the cultivation method formed from fusing the three methods was far more powerful than Zhang Ming had imagined.

"[Mighty Bull Strength]... no, no, it should no longer be called [Mighty Bull Strength]!"

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

"[Mighty Bull Cultivation Method], an Innate Realm cultivation method—an Innate Realm cultivation method with as many as 213 acupoints! Far beyond the 119 I had envisioned!!!"

"1 + 1 > 2!"

"Fusing cultivation methods with identical or similar attributes could actually bring such a terrifying improvement."

"No, perhaps it was not merely the fusion. Perhaps it was [Ignite Comprehension]. Repeated fusions through [Ignite Comprehension] allowed the three cultivation methods to surpass their former level, resulting in this Innate Realm cultivation method with as many as 213 acupoints."

Whatever the reason, the cultivation method in his mind left Zhang Ming exceptionally excited.

"The cultivation method is divided into three layers: the first is Warrior, the second is Postnatal Realm, and the third is Innate Realm."

"At the Great Accomplishment of the first layer, a Warrior's skin becomes like oxhide, impervious to ordinary blades and swords. His fists possess ten thousand jin of tremendous force, and his body is like a mighty bull, crushing all that stands in its way."

"At the Great Accomplishment of the second layer, a Postnatal Martial Artist's body becomes like steel, and his fists possess one hundred thousand jin of tremendous force, far stronger than ordinary Innate Martial Artists."

"At the Great Accomplishment of the third layer, an Innate Martial Artist possesses a million units of strength. None below Grandmaster can contend with him."

The [Mighty Bull Cultivation Method] formed from fusing the three cultivation methods was ranked as an Innate Realm cultivation method, with Vital Energy circulating through 213 acupoints.

An Innate Realm cultivation method with 213 acupoints meant that, even among Innate Realm techniques, the [Mighty Bull Cultivation Method] was among the finest body-tempering methods.

Its tempering of bodily strength was invincible wherever it went.

Comparing the original [Mighty Bull Strength] with the current [Mighty Bull Cultivation Method]—

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

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

And upon reaching the Innate Martial Artist realm, he would possess a million units of strength—none below Grandmaster could be his match.

It was truly terrifying beyond compare.

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

In Xinhe Commandery, and even in the several small commanderies nearby that were comparable in scale to Xinhe Commandery—

Zhang Ming would be the strongest.

Unmatched wherever he went!

"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 Accomplishment and slaughtering in all directions.

"Hoo—within three days, I'll complete the conversion to this cultivation method."

"By then, even ordinary Postnatal Martial Artists might be worth a try!"

A blazing fire flickered in his eyes, and his heart felt incomparably exhilarated.

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

That day—

The training ground in the rear courtyard.

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

The lines of his muscles were clear, evenly distributed over his entire body like a meticulously sculpted marble statue, full of power and beauty.

Under the golden sunlight, the man held a boulder one 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, drip. They fell without pause, gathering into a shallow puddle on the bluestone slabs.

And so—

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.

A faint red glow emanated from his muscles and bones, vaguely forming the image of a roaring mighty bull.

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

Dong!

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

"Huff—huff—"

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

This person was none other than Zhang Ming, who had completed his conversion to the [Mighty Bull Cultivation Method].

After panting intensely and resting for a moment, Zhang Ming burst into laughter, his voice brimming with confidence and boldness.

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

"My fist strength is probably several thousand jin now. Even ordinary Postnatal Martial Artists might not be impossible to fight!"

His eyes blazed with endless flames, burning hot.

"Together with the fist applications inherited from the [Mighty Bull Fist] within the [Mighty Bull Cultivation Method], and the bodily defenses inherited from the [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 only a little more than a month had passed, and he had become a powerhouse capable of contending with Postnatal Martial Artists!

"As expected of me!"

"My achievements today are all thanks to my extraordinary talent and diligent effort."

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

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

However, that solemnity lasted only a few breaths.

Then he immediately burst into "Ha ha" laughter.

"Awesome!"

"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 am confident I can bring my Vital Energy to perfection within three months and break through to become a Postnatal Martial Artist within a year."

"And become an Innate Martial Artist within three years."

With [Ignite Comprehension], Zhang Ming could easily obtain experience at the Grand Completion level.

The Grand Completion-level [Mighty Bull Cultivation Method] also meant that, within the world of [Ignite Comprehension]—

Zhang Ming had once reached the limit of the cultivation method and become an Innate Martial Artist at Great Accomplishment.

Therefore, Zhang Ming had absolute confidence in what realm his cultivation could reach and when he could break through.

"An Innate Martial Artist within three years."

"A twenty-one-year-old Innate Martial Artist—even among the Martial Saint forces of one temple, two sects, and four clans, I should count as a prodigy, right?"

Zhang Ming laughed again, exceptionally happy.

"Cough, cough."

After his excitement faded, he coughed lightly several times to steady his mind as thoughts turned in his head.

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

For example, in his previous life, just 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 love well?

He always made the worst preparations, refusing to let himself fall into the trap of momentary emotions.

It was the same now.

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

"But on the path of Martial Dao, relying on the [Mighty Bull Cultivation Method] alone will not do."

There was no denying it.

The [Mighty Bull Cultivation Method] was very strong.

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

But...

What if the enemy refused to compete with him in strength?

What if the enemy used weapons capable of slicing through iron like mud?

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

What if the enemy poisoned him or laid traps?

What if the enemy launched a covert sneak attack while he was unprepared?

And so on—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 kept as a final resort."

"Before using brute force to kill an enemy, it would be best to employ 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 the [Black Tiger Saber]. After learning it, I can openly claim to be a saber wielder, relying on exquisite saber techniques to kill enemies and make a name for myself."

"When enemies believe I am merely a saber wielder, I can suddenly strike them at close range with ten-thousand-jin brute force! Smack them into a pile of minced flesh on the spot."

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

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

"Cultivating the [Five Poisons Palm], whether actively or passively, will improve my understanding of and resistance to all kinds of poisons, as well as my methods of poisoning others."

"Wait, if that is the case, wouldn't it be better to directly study medicine? Medicine and poison are inseparable; once my medical skills become superb, poison arts will naturally come easily to hand as well."

"A low-level cultivation method like the [Five Poisons Palm] is not worth cultivating at all."

"And..."