Tai Chi

The sun sank west, hidden behind Green Mountain, its golden afterglow painting the sky.

A hint of night had already appeared in the east.

Chen Feng returned to the martial arts school after browsing the market for an afternoon.

Along the way, the trainees of the martial arts school looked at Chen Feng with admiration and envy. Occasionally, when they met the martial arts school's Jiao Xi, they would also respond enthusiastically.

Chen Feng reached his dormitory, still pondering what Senior Brother Yao had said that afternoon.

"At least twenty liang a month, and that includes various cultivation resources."

Chen Feng had never seen such a large sum of money.

Even after selling the Blood Condensing Pills, he didn't have more than twenty liang in his pocket, at most.

Yet, his senior brother said that just by virtue of being a Personal Disciple, he was worth twenty liang a month for free, no matter which faction he joined.

This was the Influence of the Dragon Walk Martial Arts School.

Even though Chen Feng had only just stepped into the Martial Artist realm.

He could still enjoy such Treatment.

He heard that Third Senior Brother had once helped escort a mission outside the city, and the money he earned in one trip was unimaginable for Chen Feng, and that didn't even include the Loot from killing Mountain Bandits along the way.

Chen Feng stood in front of his dormitory door, silent for a moment.

He couldn't help but Laugh Out Loud.

What was wrong with him?

His mind was filled with money, money, money.

Too vulgar.

He was now a Personal Disciple, his Pattern should be broadened. He was no longer the Poor Person who used to worry about not having enough to eat.

Chen Feng took off his Upper Garment and practiced his fist techniques in the courtyard.

If the mind is not calm, then move.

Qi Blood boiled, his body sweated, his mind emptied, and he wouldn't think so much.

Chen Feng stood with feet apart, assuming the Starting Posture.

He still remembered the system's Announcement that day--

The Twenty-Four Form Tai Chi Fist has undergone some changes.

After subsequent research, Chen Feng did not perceive anything, but it had been a long time since he practiced Tai Chi Fist since joining the martial arts school.

Chen Feng's eyes sank.

He stood firm, his aura retracting, like an imposing mountain, immovable as a mountain.

Wild Horse Parts Mane, White Crane Spreads Wings, Grasp the Knee and Twist the Step...

Chen Feng's arms rotated harmoniously, appearing soft and weak, but secretly containing a deep and thick fist force.

The surrounding air was gently agitated.

Flowing with his hand gestures.

Chen Feng's footwork shifted lightly, unhurried, changing between empty stance, solid stance, and stride.

One foot lightly stepped, one foot firmly planted.

His body was like a willow in the wind, his vital energy harmonious.

Like flowing clouds and water, unobstructed.

The more he punched, the slower it became, yet the more strength it showed.

Hand Waves the Pipa, Grasp the Sparrow's Tail, Single Whip...

If a bystander were to see this now, they would only feel as if Chen Feng were synchronized with the breathing of heaven and earth, his chest cavity's undulation cooperating with the punch in and out.

It was like an art, beautiful and comfortable.

Movement hidden in stillness, hardness hidden in softness.

The panel Chen Feng had not yet summoned was quietly changing.

[Twenty-Four Form Tai Chi Fist (Mastered)]

[Tuna Gong (Mastered)]

Both were continuously flickering.

Turn Around, Parry, and Strike, As if Sealing and Closing...

After the closing posture, Chen Feng slowly exhaled a turbid qi, his eyes seeming to contain golden light.

A long-lost sound rang beside his ear--

[ "Tai Chi Profound Origin Technique" comprehended ]

Chen Feng exhaled and brought up the system panel. He found that the Tuna Gong and the Twenty-Four Form Tai Chi Fist were gone.

[Name: Chen Feng]
[Experience: 18275]
[Cultivation Techniques: Five Elements Fist, Tai Chi Profound Origin Technique]

With a thought, his consciousness connected to the newly appeared "Tai Chi Profound Origin Technique" on the panel.

Tai Chi Profound Origin Technique: Gathers Qi to nourish the origin, harmonizes Yin and Yang. When cultivated to Great Accomplishment, one can mobilize Xuan Yuan Jin power. Qi moves with the will, offense or defense are as one desires.

[Tai Chi Profound Origin Technique]: Initial Glimpse (0/1000)

Chen Feng was shocked. The Five Elements Fist only needed five hundred experience to max out its first realm, but this Profound Origin Technique required a thousand!

Wasn't that even more powerful than the Five Elements Fist!

Chen Feng didn't hesitate--

He maxed it out directly!

This experience was useless if kept, might as well turn it into strength.

[Experience: 17275]
[Tai Chi Profound Origin Technique]: Minor Success (0/1500)

Chen Feng felt his mind instantly clear. With each breath, his Qi Blood surged violently, like the moon influencing the tides, waves of pleasure washing over him.

Awesome!

Continue!

[Experience: 15775]
[Tai Chi Profound Origin Technique]: Proficient (0/2000)

Again!

[Experience: 13775]
[Tai Chi Profound Origin Technique]: Perfected (0/2500)

Max it out for me!

Chen Feng, in one go, used all his experience. His stored experience dropped below ten thousand for the first time.

[Experience: 8275]

[Tai Chi Profound Origin Technique]: Perfect (3000/3000)

The moment Chen Feng maxed out this technique, his head buzzed, and he lost consciousness. His mind went blank, as if he had merged with this world!

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Feng slowly woke up.

Nightfall had completely descended.

Chen Feng's nostrils twitched, and he took a deep breath...

"My, my hair!"

A sensation of pleasure shot straight to the Crown of the Head. His body trembled uncontrollably, his eyes rolled back, and his legs stiffened. He had actually been so overwhelmed by pleasure that he passed out.

The next day, the sky was faintly lit.

A series of strange laughter echoed from deep within the martial arts school.

"Heh heh... heh heh..."

Chen Feng leaned against his dormitory door. He had been lying outside all night.

He held onto the door and shakily stood up.

He vowed in his heart that he would never max out a Cultivation Technique all at once again.

Especially this kind of internal cultivation that could Circulate on its own.

The after-effects were too intense.

He almost didn't recover.

Maxing out the Tai Chi Profound Origin Technique was like taking ten pounds of potent Tonic; it almost killed him from being overwhelmed.

Of course, the benefits were also like taking ten pounds of Tonic.

Chen Feng now had a stream of Xuan Yuan Jin within his body, which Circulated on its own through his meridians, nourishing his body.

All the cells in his body felt like they were soaking in a nutrient solution.

They let out screams of pleasure that reached his soul.

Not only that, but Chen Feng also vaguely felt that this technique could make his internal energy flow endlessly, giving him far greater stamina than Martial Artists of the same level.

At the same time, it could strengthen his tendons and solidify his organs, heal injuries, and promote self-healing!

Practice yields true knowledge.

Chen Feng lightly bit his fingertip, and a few drops of bright red blood flowed out. The blood was moist and crystal clear, unlike the dullness of ordinary people.

In just a few breaths.

The bitten wound healed completely, leaving no scar.

Good heavens, it was worth spending so much experience.

Joy shone in Chen Feng's eyes.

This Tai Chi Profound Origin Technique was truly infinitely mysterious.

"Junior Brother, you woke up so early just to buy things?"

Yao Xingzhi followed behind Chen Feng.

The two browsed through various shops in the Inner City.

"Senior Brother, you don't have to follow me."

Chen Feng looked around. Today was the ceremony to become a disciple, and he needed to prepare a Gift.

Becoming a disciple in this world also had its customs.

It was not much different from his previous life.

According to the normal process of becoming a disciple, there was a stage where the disciple had to present a Tu Xiu to show their sincerity.

Although the Master said that his presence was enough, Chen Feng understood basic social etiquette, and the ceremony to become a disciple could not be sloppy.

Yao Xingzhi saw Chen Feng carrying Cured Meat and couldn't help but ask:

"Didn't Master say we didn't need to prepare anything?"

Chen Feng shook his head.

"This is the sincerity of a disciple. Although Master doesn't care, I still think it's best to prepare it."

Yao Xingzhi nodded, lost in thought.

After speaking, Chen Feng stepped into a Pastry Shop.

The sweet aroma of pastries, mixed with the faint scent of Osmanthus and honey, gently entered Chen Feng's nostrils. It was not cloying; instead, it brought a sense of inner peace.

Inside the shop, only a young woman stood in the back.

She wore a plain cloth skirt, with a wooden hairpin loosely tucked into her hair. Her eyes were clear and moist, and her skin was as white as snow. She looked no older than twenty.

Standing there, she was like a Magnolia reflecting in the water.

Clean and pleasing to the eye.