Comprehensive Martial Arts: My Master is Huang Rong

Her soul felt as if it were being ripped from her body, floating weightlessly in mid-air.

From the deepest part of her body, a torrent of pleasure surged, wave after wave, almost drowning her. Yet, it was so real, so real that it drove her to despair, to collapse.

Tears, mixed with sweat, continuously streamed from the corners of her eyes, dripping onto the slick, intertwined skin of the two bodies, instantly evaporating from the terrifyingly hot temperature.

"Use more strength."

Lin Xuan's voice echoed in her ears once more.

This time, Li Mochou, her mind already lost, almost instinctively, obeyed his command.

She slightly arched her chest, straining the muscles to grip him tighter, deeper, and more securely.

"Mmm..."

Lin Xuan let out an extremely satisfying groan from his throat.

To Li Mochou, whose mind was lost at this moment, this subtle reaction was like a strange, fatal encouragement.

Her forced, stiff movements gradually took on a hint of pleasing and accommodating intent, one she herself hadn't even noticed.

She began... to actively meet his rhythm, to rub against him, to feel him, to please him...

The air in the stone chamber seemed to ignite.

The chaotic, seductive gasps mingled with the lingering, face-reddening slick sounds, composing a decadent melody in the vast, silent Ancient Tomb.

Li Mochou's consciousness had completely blurred.

After an unknown amount of time, just as Li Mochou felt she was about to melt away in this boundless tide of desire, about to perish, Lin Xuan's movements suddenly, inexplicably, quickened!

His breathing became incredibly heavy.

"Ergh—!"

Accompanied by a beast-like roar, Lin Xuan's body stiffened abruptly.

A scorching torrent, filled with potent yang energy, erupted like a volcano that had been accumulating for a thousand years. She felt a burning rush across her chest, the life force spraying wantonly in his embrace, igniting all her senses, making her entire body tremble.

Li Mochou's body also spasmed violently in this final, ferocious surge, and then completely went limp.

She slumped onto Lin Xuan's lap like a pile of boneless mud, weak and exhausted.

Everything fell silent.

Li Mochou lay on Lin Xuan's lap, gradually calming down from her intense panting.

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Chapter Eleven: Innate Technique?

After Yang Guo left, life in the Ancient Tomb was quite pleasant for Lin Xuan. He deepened his bond with Little Dragon Girl while enjoying Li Mochou's "service."

But recently, he had made a significant discovery.

The Ancient Tomb housed countless books, vast as the sea. From Lin Chaoying's exquisite sword techniques to obscure skills that countered the Quanzhen Sect's martial arts, Lin Xuan perused them all and committed them to memory.

However, what truly shook his spirit were not these ordinary martial arts. It was a letter he found in a hidden stone chamber, inside a rosewood box.

On the envelope, only one character, "Ying," was written, but with powerful strokes, exuding an air of looking down on the world. Unfolding the letter, the handwriting was bold and unrestrained, full of a spirit that scorned all beings.

"To my dear sister Chaoying:

Your brother has recently been in seclusion, diligently studying the orthodox Xuanmen arts. I have had some insights and named it the Innate Technique.

What is Innate? All life in this world, the circulation of qi, is postnatal. Postnatal qi is impure and mixed, ultimately leading to limitations. We who cultivate the Dao should seek to return to simplicity and trace back to the source.

This technique aims to break through the postnatal barrier and reach the fundamental origin of the human body—that 'innate qi' before birth."

In the letter, Wang Chongyang's tone was self-satisfied as he continued to elaborate: "The marvel of this technique lies in 'guarding' and 'transforming.' It does not seek flashy moves or powerful internal energy, but only to condense the 'innate ancestral qi' in the Dantian and Qi Sea to its purest essence.

Once this qi is born, all techniques become void, and all evil is repelled. No matter how cold and venomous your internal energy, upon contact, it will dissipate like ice meeting the scorching sun. No matter how exquisite and profound your transformations, before my innate qi, they are like rootless duckweed, unable to withstand a single blow."

He further stated that although Lin Chaoying's martial arts were peerless, she had fallen into the postnatal realm. If she could break through this understanding, she would be the only one in the world who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him in discussing the Dao. At the end of the letter, he briefly outlined the cultivation essentials and the wondrous uses of the completed technique.

Lin Xuan closed the letter and exhaled a long breath.

He possessed the Yin Yang Deficit Supplementation Technique and the Nine Yin Manual, his internal energy was powerful and domineering, but his foundation was still not pure enough, with a subtle trace of mixed qi.

The core philosophy of Wang Chongyang's Innate Technique—"returning to simplicity and tracing back to the source"—was precisely the supreme method to solve this problem!

Acting on his thoughts, Lin Xuan no longer hesitated.

He sat cross-legged on the cold jade bed and began to temper his internal energy as described in the letter.

His eyes were closed, his face serene, like a still ancient well. His black hair was unbound, cascading like an ink-black waterfall over his broad shoulders.

His upper body was bare, revealing a robust physique honed by repeated tempering of the Yin Yang Deficit Supplementation Technique. Every muscle was perfectly sculpted, without an ounce of excess fat, yet it contained astonishing explosive power.

His skin, contrasted by the cold air, radiated a warm, jade-like healthy luster, forming a stark contrast with the pale green of the cold jade bed.

He seemed to merge with the silence of the Ancient Tomb, like an eternal stone sculpture. His breathing was long and deep, almost imperceptible.

Although he had performed marvels in the Battle of Xiangyang, becoming famous throughout the land, Lin Xuan knew better than anyone that it was largely due to his strategy.

His own hard power was still insufficient when facing the truly top-tier experts in the martial world. Whether it was the Eastern Heretic, the Western Poison, or the Southern Emperor and Northern Beggar, any one of them could not be defeated in a one-on-one fight.

This Ancient Tomb, this Cold Jade Bed, were the perfect place for him to complete his power transformation.

Wang Chongyang's Innate Technique, with its philosophy of "solidifying the foundation, transforming acquired into innate," greatly piqued his interest.

This cultivation method aimed to repeatedly purify and compress the mixed true qi within a practitioner's body, ultimately transforming it into a wisp of "innate qi" that was supremely refined and pure.

This cultivation method perfectly compensated for the greatest drawback of the Yin Yang Deficit Supplementation Technique.

The Yin Yang Deficit Supplementation Technique was domineering and unparalleled, capable of forcibly absorbing the essence of yin from others and converting it for one's own use, leading to rapid progress that could be described as defying heaven. However, its drawback was that the absorbed essence of yin was consequently impure and difficult to fully integrate.

The existence of the Innate Technique was like a top-tier alchemical furnace. It would take the essence of yin from other women within Lin Xuan's body and cast it into this formless cauldron, using the true fire of Taoism to repeatedly temper and refine it, removing the dross and preserving the essence, before finally converting it for his own use.

Lin Xuan sat cross-legged on the Cold Jade Bed, his mind sinking into his Dantian's sea of qi.

Within that vast and boundless sea of qi, several streams of qi of different colors were churning; this was the essence of yin he had absorbed from different women.

With a thought from Lin Xuan, the cultivation mantra of the Innate Technique flowed through his mind.

"Hoo..."

He exhaled a long breath of turbid air, which condensed into a white ribbon in the cold atmosphere, lingering for a long time as if it had substance.

Within his Dantian, a formless vortex made of pure true qi began to slowly rotate. At the core of the vortex was a nascent wisp of golden "innate qi."

As the vortex accelerated, a powerful suction force was generated, drawing all the impure foreign true qi into it.

"Zzzt...zzzt..."

Amidst the sizzling sounds, myriad streams converged into the sea, like fine steel being thrown into a furnace, emitting a faint roar. Under the guidance of the innate qi, the mixed streams of qi were gradually decomposed and purified.

What remained was the most refined energy source, assimilated by the innate qi and ultimately integrated into Lin Xuan's own sea of qi, becoming a part of his strength.

This process was painful and lengthy. Each purification felt like a cleansing and expansion of the meridians, bringing tearing pain, as if the meridians were shattering.

But Lin Xuan endured it with pleasure. He could clearly feel his internal energy undergoing a qualitative transformation, becoming more solid, more pure, and circulating without the slightest obstruction, flowing smoothly as if it had become an intrinsic part of his body.

However, as his cultivation deepened, a new bottleneck emerged.

Both the absorption of the Yin Yang Deficit Supplementation Technique and the refining of the Innate Technique required the practitioner to invest 100% of their focus.

Trying to do two things at once would easily lead to qi deviation, resulting in qi deviation at best, and severed meridians at worst. This greatly limited his cultivation efficiency.

He had to spend a lot of time absorbing first, and then spend an equal amount of time refining, like a clumsy craftsman unable to perform two processes simultaneously, resulting in low efficiency.

"If only I could... perform 'absorption' and 'refining' simultaneously, how wonderful that would be?"

This thought, like a bolt of lightning in the dark night, instantly illuminated Lin Xuan's mind, bringing him sudden enlightenment.

He abruptly opened his eyes, and in their deep depths, a near-mad glint flickered.

He remembered another supreme technique he had secretly copied from the stone walls of the Ancient Tomb, one that even Huang Rong had not taught him – the "Soul Shifting Great Law" from the general principles of the Nine Yin Manual.

The reason Huang Rong hadn't taught it to him was precisely because this technique was too sinister; a slight mistake could harm one's mind and lead to demonic cultivation. She hoped Lin Xuan would walk a righteous and open path.

"The essence of the Soul Shifting Great Law lies in using powerful mental energy to interfere with, influence, and even directly control the minds and wills of others..."

Within Lin Xuan's mind, countless thoughts collided and merged at lightning speed.

"Since it can control others, why... can't it be used to control oneself, to focus the mind to the extreme, and with extraordinary concentration, simultaneously wield two supreme techniques, achieving the ability to do two things at once?"

This was an idea that was utterly insane! Pushing one's mental energy to such an extreme was equivalent to engaging in an unprecedented battle within one's own mind.

The risks involved were a hundred times more terrifying than any qi deviation from martial arts. A single misstep, a lapse in concentration, and he would completely become a mentally deranged madman, or even suffer a complete mental collapse and become a soulless living corpse, irredeemably damned.

But Lin Xuan possessed a resilient soul from two lifetimes, and furthermore, he had the trump card of a heaven-defying cultivation method like the Yin Yang Deficit Supplementation Technique, which could continuously replenish the source of his mental energy, leaving him without fear.

The first thing he did was to reverse-apply the methods of the Soul Shifting Great Law to himself, focusing his mind into an indestructible blade, pointing directly into the depths of his own spirit, for the most thorough self-analysis and control.

Silent screams of agony erupted from the depths of his soul, shaking every inch of his nerves!

Cold sweat instantly drenched his entire body. Every muscle in his bare upper body trembled violently and uncontrollably, veins bulging.

But he endured it!

Under the extreme activation of the Soul Shifting Great Law, his mind reached an unprecedented level of focus and clarity. His mind was like a clear mirror, reflecting every minute detail. He could clearly perceive the circulation of every wisp of true qi within his body, the opening and closing of every acupoint, and could even simultaneously "see" the absorption of the Yin Yang Deficit Supplementation Technique and the refining of the Innate Technique, like two clear scrolls unfolding simultaneously in his mind, interfering with each other.

"Weng--!"

The Yin Yang Deficit Supplementation Technique and the Innate Technique began to operate simultaneously within his body with unprecedented efficiency, forming a perfect cycle!

Centered on the Cold Jade Bed, an invisible energy vortex suddenly formed!

Lin Xuan, controlling the two supreme techniques, was like an ancient whale awakening, opening its mouth to devour the heavens and earth, beginning to absorb frantically.

The extremely yin and pure cold energy accumulated in the Thousand-Year Cold Jade Bed was no longer passively seeping in strand by strand. Instead, like a giant whale drinking water, it transformed into visible streams of pale blue-white qi, forming a massive energy vortex that surged madly into every pore of Lin Xuan's body!

At the same time these energies poured in, Lin Xuan's mind fully activated the Innate Technique.

The golden vortex in his Dantian's sea of qi spun at an unprecedented peak speed, like a miniature black hole, drawing in all the surging energy before refining and purifying it with thunderous force, removing the dross and preserving the essence!

Absorption, refining!

Absorption, refining!

These two processes, which originally needed to be performed separately, were perfectly synchronized under Lin Xuan's extreme mental control! This formed a terrifying cultivation cycle that was self-sustaining and tens of times more efficient!

Lin Xuan's body, at this moment, was like a perpetual motion machine connected to an endless energy source, undergoing earth-shattering transformations and advancing towards a higher realm.

His meridians, scoured and expanded by the vast energy, became ten times tougher and more than ten times wider than before! The true qi, which had been like a stream, was now evolving into rivers, even into a vast ocean – magnificent and boundless!

His bones, repeatedly tempered by true qi, let out crisp "crackling" sounds. Their density increased, faintly emitting a jade-like luster, making them indestructible.

His blood surged like mercury, each flow carrying a thunderous sound, filled with vigorous and pure life force.

And his Dantian's sea of qi underwent the most thorough change, which was the core of his current cultivation.

That golden vortex of innate qi, after refining a massive amount of energy, grew larger and brighter. Finally, at a certain moment, it reached the critical point of qualitative change, like an embryo that had gestured for ten thousand years, about to break free from its cocoon!

"Pop--"

A soft sound, as if from the dawn of the universe, echoed from deep within his Dantian.

That golden gaseous vortex suddenly collapsed inward, all its energy compressed to the extreme, finally condensing into a mass of pure, pristine innate qi!

This was the most crucial mark of advancing one's martial arts cultivation from Postnatal to beyond Innate! It was also the milestone of him truly entering the ranks of peak experts!

At this moment, Lin Xuan's internal aura suddenly surged!

An invisible and powerful aura instantly filled the entire stone chamber.

Lin Xuan opened his eyes, neither joyful nor sorrowful.

He slowly stood up from the cold jade bed.

He was still the same handsome, elegant youth with a composed demeanor, but if a top expert were present, they would be horrified to discover that he was now worlds apart from before.

His aura had perfectly merged with heaven and earth, with this Ancient Tomb, reaching a profound state of "unity between man and nature."

Chapter Twelve: Twin Beauties Turn to Ice

When Lin Xuan opened his eyes again, the air in the stone chamber seemed to freeze for a moment.

He slowly rose from the cold jade bed. The scorching, masculine aura that had once made Li Mochou tremble with fear was now completely contained within him. It no longer radiated outwards but was like being wrapped in a warm, lustrous jade, leaving only depth and mellowness, revealing no sharpness.