Sharp Metal Brilliant Qi Gathering Method

At some point, a black dagger appeared in his hand, its blade shimmering with an eerie green light... it was poisoned!

A flash of ruthlessness crossed his eyes.

He intended to seize this opportunity to kill Jiang Tian.

In his eyes, Jiang Tian had expended so much effort that his body must be hollowed out, making this his most vulnerable moment.

The dagger thrust silently toward Jiang Tian's throat, fast and vicious, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows suddenly striking.

Just as the poisoned blade was about to touch Jiang Tian's neck.

A large hand clamped onto his wrist.

The other hand gripped his throat.

"Snap—"

Wang Yun's wrist was crushed instantly; bone fragments pierced through the skin, exposing white, jagged shards.

The dagger slipped from his hand, hitting the ground with a "clatter" and splashing a small puddle of water.

Wang Yun opened his mouth wide, wanting to scream, but the large hand on his throat tightened abruptly, strangling the scream in his windpipe, leaving only a wheezing, hissing sound.

"Don't... don't kill... me..."

Wang Yun's complexion shifted from white to purple, then to a sickly green. His eyes bulged, and his voice sounded as if it were being squeezed through his teeth, fragmented and barely audible.

"I... I have treasures... in the Prefecture City..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Jiang Tian snapped his neck.

"Snap—"

The crisp sound of breaking bone echoed through the curtain of rain, like a piece of dry firewood being stepped on.

Wang Yun's body went limp, collapsing like a pile of mud, completely devoid of life.

His eyes remained open, the light in his pupils fading rapidly. Frozen in his gaze were unwillingness, terror, and a trace of indescribable regret.

Jiang Tian let go, allowing Wang Yun's corpse to slide into the muddy water.

The rain continued to fall.

He stood in the downpour, bathed in blood, his chest rising and falling slightly, like a god of slaughter who had just walked off the battlefield.

Jiang Tian crouched down and carefully searched Wang Yun's body.

He found forty thousand taels in silver notes, neatly stacked and tucked inside his clothes, protected from the rain.

He tucked the silver notes into his robe and felt a small cloth pouch at Wang Yun's waist. Opening it, he found several high-quality medicinal pills and a white jade pendant.

The pendant was as warm and smooth as mutton-fat jade, but it had a black crack running from top to bottom, as if something had pierced it from the inside, leaving it completely lusterless.

Jiang Tian touched it lightly—with a "click," the pendant shattered into several pieces, falling through his fingers.

He shook his head slightly, tossed the fragments aside, and continued searching.

Soon, he found a yellowed book in Wang Yun's inner pocket, with three large characters written on the cover—Sharp Metal Brilliant Qi Gathering Method.

"This is..."

Jiang Tian's gaze sharpened. With a thought, his internal energy surged out, forming an invisible barrier around his body to block the rain and prevent it from soaking the book.

He opened the pages and began to read.

As he delved deeper, his expression grew increasingly strange.

Do immortals really exist?

The doubts he held in his heart seemed to be confirmed at this moment.

This Sharp Metal Brilliant Qi Gathering Method, in simple terms, was about absorbing the "Qi" from metal and drawing that invisible energy into the body to nourish oneself.

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Copper, iron, gold, silver... one could gather Qi from all kinds of metals.

Under the blessing of the [Heaven-Defying Comprehension] trait, Jiang Tian's speed of understanding was astonishing.

In the time it took to brew a cup of tea, he had fully grasped this Qi gathering method. Every key point and every path for circulating energy was as clear as if it had been carved into his mind.

"Metal..."

Jiang Tian's eyes flickered. He slowly raised his head and looked toward the last carriage.

The carriage was piled with a large amount of gold, along with some gold hairpins, ornaments, and a few pieces of porcelain.

He moved all the gold to the center of the clearing, stacking it into a small mountain of gold.

Jiang Tian sat cross-legged nearby, eyes half-closed, his breathing suddenly becoming long and steady.

The energy within his body began to circulate according to the paths recorded in the Sharp Metal Brilliant Qi Gathering Method, flowing slowly along specific meridians. One cycle, two cycles, three cycles... the fluctuations of his energy grew increasingly intense, radiating from his body and enveloping the small mountain of gold before him.

"Hum—"

Under the shroud of his energy, the gold mountain trembled slightly, as if covered by an invisible magnetic field. The surrounding air began to distort, and when raindrops fell onto the gold, they were invisibly deflected, creating a dry zone.

Immediately after, a miraculous scene unfolded.

Wisps of ethereal golden energy rose from the golden mountain, like vapor lifting off the surface of water, curling and drifting in a way that stood out starkly against the curtain of rain.

Those golden currents drifted slowly toward Jiang Tian, entering his nostrils and traveling down his respiratory tract into his body.

At first, there were only a few wisps, sparse and thin, like spider silk swaying in the wind.

As time passed, the golden energy grew more abundant and dense, rising from the golden mountain to converge into a thin golden stream that poured continuously into Jiang Tian's nasal cavity.

That "energy" traveled down his respiratory tract into his body, circulated slowly through his meridians, and finally settled into his Dantian, where it condensed into a tiny golden vortex that rotated slowly.

As the "energy" was continuously drawn out, the surface of the golden mountain gradually grew dim.

The original brilliant golden luster faded bit by bit, as if its soul had been extracted, leaving behind only a dull, gray shell.

In the end, no more "energy" emerged from the golden mountain.

Jiang Tian slowly opened his eyes, a flash of brilliant golden light flickering in their depths before vanishing in an instant.

He stood up and stretched his limbs, his joints popping with a crisp "crackling" sound, like a string of firecrackers exploding within his body.

He could clearly feel that his body had become stronger; with every movement of his hands, he felt a heavy sense of power, far greater than it had been before.

More importantly, there was now a mass of golden "energy" in his Dantian.

Jiang Tian narrowed his eyes slightly and opened his palm. A wisp of golden energy emerged from his palm, coiling and flowing around his fingertips like a nimble little golden snake, radiating a faint sense of sharpness.

He raised his head and looked at the expanse of forest not far away.

With a flick of his mind.

He threw a punch!

"Boom--!"

There was no Momentum, no fancy techniques, only the purest golden fist force.

The fist force passed through the curtain of rain silently, like a bolt of golden lightning, instantly striking the first large tree.

"Pfft--"

The sound of the fist force piercing the trunk was as soft as a knife cutting through tofu.

On that tree, which was as thick as a man's waist, a fist-sized hole appeared, the edges incredibly smooth, as if it had been pierced through in one go by the sharpest of blades, leaving not even a splinter behind.

However, the power of this punch went far beyond that.

Jiang Tian walked up to the tree and looked forward through the hole.

He saw that all the trees standing in a straight line behind that one had been pierced through.

Some were struck dead center in the trunk, leaving a round hole, while others were grazed, tearing open hideous gashes.

From the tree in front of him to the very last one, the straight-line distance was at least fifty meters.

A full fifty meters of forest had been pierced through by his single punch.

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