Early the next morning, Yan Chihuo came to Spiritless Valley again. Since he had returned early for no reason yesterday, Yuan Tong paid him even closer attention when he saw him.
Yan Chihuo still climbed the stone wall as usual. Yuan Tong watched for a while but saw nothing unusual, thinking to himself, Perhaps he simply happened to have something to do yesterday.
Just then, Yan Chihuo slanted both palms upward in a lifting motion—the eleventh form of the Body-Refining Fist—but his legs hooked and sprang, using the fifth form instead.
Yuan Tong was startled. Yan Chihuo's body flipped upward, rising three feet higher than usual instead. Seeing that this altered move worked, Yan Chihuo became even more certain. He continued climbing, and when he reached the fourth form, he made another change: the first half was the eighth form, while the latter half became the fourth form instead.
Yuan Tong found it even stranger, but this alteration truly worked better than before, allowing Yan Chihuo to advance another three feet. Seeing that these two changes were effective, Yan Chihuo was overjoyed and continued upward. Once he felt that less than forty percent of his usable spiritual power remained, he slid back down.
The moment he reached the ground, Yuan Tong leaped over and asked, "Elder Yuan, what is the meaning of these alterations?"
Yan Chihuo did not answer. Instead, he asked, "What do you think of their effects?"
Yuan Tong said, "The changes to these two forms are exceptionally good. That is why I wish to ask Elder Yuan what is behind them. If this method could be taught to our clansmen, their cultivation in Spiritless Valley would be transformed beyond measure. That would be an extraordinary matter."
Yan Chihuo smiled faintly. "A reclusive senior known to the clan