"Less than half a year? That old guy is finally going to die, and Jiang Siqi will be one less knife."
"Hmph, among the Half-Saint, this old bastard is the most arrogant, acting recklessly and wantonly. He deserves to die; I doubt many people will even attend his funeral."
The news that Xie Wuji had less than six months to live could not be kept secret and quickly spread among the semi -Half-Saint, with most people cheering.
This old man has been too domineering in recent years. He gets involved in the disputes among Half-Saint and also tries to manage the younger generation. If he can't stand something, he will interfere, whether it's his own side or the Aristocratic Family Camp. This has made many people very nervous and afraid to be too high-profile.
"Let's be patient with him for another six months. After six months, we can hold a celebration for him."
"That makes sense. One of my outstanding descendants only made a minor mistake, and the victims have all issued letters of forgiveness. This old fellow insisted on meddling, causing my descendant to be stuck in Great Prison now. Once he returns, I will get him out," a certain Half-Saint murmured.
"I heard that the Martial Bone has come to the Imperial City."
Inside an ancient pavilion, Su Tongxuan, who now has both arms, spoke.
"Hmm." The handsome young man responded softly, engrossed in reading the classic text.
Seeing the other party's indifferent attitude, Su Tongxuan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and said, "Don't you want to have a go? Many people hope you'll fight and suppress that Mud Leg's arrogance."
"I think Brother Su wants Yu Cheng to avenge you."
Xu Wei, who was standing next to her, couldn't help but say something.
"Why not? My brother has lost an arm, and you're just going to stand by and watch?" Su Tongxuan harbored deep hatred for Jiang Ping and wanted to make him suffer.
"What good would it do to beat him up? He'd be just like you afterward, alive and kicking. Even if you gained some reputation, what benefit would it bring you?"
Xiao Yucheng closed the book and looked at Su Tongxuan.
"At least it'll give me some venting, and prevent the Jiang Faction from getting too arrogant. Lately, their Peers have become quite conceited. I want to teach them a lesson. A Martial Bone doesn't necessarily make one invincible."
Su Tongxuan said.
"There's no need." Xiao Yucheng shook his head and said, "If I can't kill them, it's meaningless to me."
Su Tongxuan glanced sideways and couldn't help but ask, "You want to kill Jiang Ping?"
"Do you think I can do it?" Xiao Yucheng asked in return. The other party Martial Bone Talent and should know that person's strength.
"It's very risky."
Su Tongxuan pondered for a moment, then said, "This person is proficient in two major schools of thought, having achieved a fusion of Water and Fire; even Mystic Skill would find it difficult to overpower him."
He knew Jiang Ping's strength well, and he understood Xiao Yucheng's strength even better than Xu Wei.
Everyone says Jiang Ping's talent rivals that of the Number One Under Heaven, but those people underestimate Xiao Yucheng.
This person is equally unparalleled in skill. Not only can he depict the grand scheme of things with Mystic Skill, but he has also mastered nine-tenths of the Artistic Conception of the Shang Family's Years Sword. Furthermore, he has also mastered the Secret Technique of stacking Combat strength.
Perhaps because he became invincible among his Peers too early, Xiao Yucheng rarely revealed his full strength in public, and very few people knew his true power.
Su Tongxuan thought for a moment and said, "If you can master the Murong Aristocratic Family's Heavenly Might Technique to the Thunderous Momentum, you should be able to kill them."
"Can I combine the power of the Liaoyuan Fist and the Azure Water Sword?" Xiao Yucheng suddenly asked.
Su Tongxuan was startled, as these were two Mystic Skills. However, considering that the comprehension of the Martial Bone was a level higher than that of the Saint Body, he was relieved.
He laughed:
"It definitely can."
Jiang Saint Dojo.
Jiang Ping was practicing Changshi Fist. He had recently been studying the Everlasting Spring Technique of the Martial Saint Changchun, which had given him a lot of inspiration, and his Fist Technique had improved remarkably.
Buzz!
As he made his move, a powerful life force surged forth, making the grass and trees beneath his feet grow even more lush, and the surrounding area burst with vitality.
"That's five-tenths of the Artistic Conception." Jiang Saint raised an eyebrow.
Before coming to the Imperial City, the opponent was only at the fourth level, but in just a few days, their progress has been visible to the naked eye, and they have already copied to the fifth level.
However, this also indicates that the opponent can no longer continue practicing, because the philosophy of Changshi Fist only has five-tenths of its Artistic Conception.
Jiang Ping himself was also well aware that once the principles of Fist Technique had reached their limit, if he wanted to make further progress, he needed to put them into practice himself.
So he chose to Treading the path.
Boom!
Jiang Ping displayed the Changshi Concept with his left hand and performed the Everlasting Spring Technique with his right, unleashing a surge of vitality that engulfed the area.
Everlasting Spring Technique also falls within the realm of life, enabling one to possess abundant vitality and primarily focusing on recovery and healing.
At the same time, in his Sea of Consciousness, True Self ego was performing Bone Technique, while the three other egos were scratching their heads, trying to extract the life essence of the Three families techniques and combine them together.
In an instant, the place was filled with the Vitality Essence, full of charm. The grass and trees underfoot seemed to be affected, exuding a strong sense of spring, and like all things reviving, they showed an amazing growth.
"Hmm?" Jiang Saint raised an eyebrow, as if he had actually helped this young man develop something.
After an unknown amount of time, everything returned to normal, with life returning to normal. The plants and trees that could be seen growing had recovered, only now they were a few shades greener than before.
"Some martial saints have done the same, using various restorative and Life Marvel Technique techniques to try and recreate the Eternal Essence."
Jiang Siqi murmured, then shook her head.
Jiang Ping's first attempt was not very successful. Like his predecessors, he could not expect to see results in a short period of time; it required years of accumulation.
"It works!"
He himself gained nothing, but the three little figures in his Sea of Consciousness, created specifically for enlightenment, each gained something.
They sat cross-legged, each exuding an indescribable charm, their bodies radiating the essence of life, as if imbued with Dao Rhythm and flowing with luminous rain.
Soon after, they combined what they had learned and began practicing Changshi Fist again.
Buzz!
Instantly, the vitality of his Sea of Consciousness surged, bursting forth with rich essence. True Self ego began to practice, and immediately, the hair of this Little Jiang Ping became even thicker and darker, and his brows were full of vigor.
"There has been progress, although not enough to advance the Six-tenths Concept Realm. But as long as something is gained, it means it's feasible."
Jiang Ping was slightly pleased; it seemed his first attempt had yielded initial results.
Of course, he didn't tell Jiang Saint about this, not wanting to give people hope only to disappoint them later; he would wait until he had truly succeeded before telling him.
"Hmm, I haven't mastered Everlasting Spring Technique yet. Once I delve deeper, I might be able to Treading the path faster."
Jiang Ping thought to himself, this is a remarkable skill, but it is not very difficult, and one can master it in a short time.
At this moment, he thought of the Heavenly Might Technique, where lightning concealed life amidst destruction.
Perhaps, this method can also offer a glimpse into the essence of life.
With this in mind, Jiang Ping began to unleash the Heavenly Might Skill.
Click!
In an instant, the weather changed drastically, with lightning and thunder, startling even Jiang Saint.
Nothing more.
This is the Thunderous Momentum!
"Little Jiang, you've mastered the complete Heavenly Might Skill." Jiang Siqi couldn't help but say.
This is a question worth pondering; the other party has been practicing this skill for less than four years.
"He just broke through not long ago."
Jiang Ping replied that he had been practicing this skill for a long time, so it was normal for him to progress quickly.
It is said that the Murong Family possesses Thunder Diagram that points directly to the Near Dao. Hmm, I must go and see it when I have time in the future.
Boom!
Thunder roared, and the three little figures in Jiang Ping's Sea of Consciousness came into close contact with the lightning. Although they were charred black by the lightning, they dared not disobey the original body's command. Even if they were roasted and smelled delicious, they still wanted to peek at the life within.
"Efficient."
Jiang Ping noticed that the three little figures seemed to be showing satisfied expressions, as if they were merging with the lightning and resonating with it. He himself was also receiving new ideas.