Cannot Be Carried Away

Chapter 48: Don't Get Carried Away

After finishing the roasted meat, the young Martial Artists waited a while longer, and the nourishing soup stewed with Demonic Beast bones was finally ready.

Each of them had two large bowls of bone broth, finally feeling full and satisfied.

However, having eaten such a rich meal tonight, they naturally needed to seize the opportunity to cultivate Tiger Roar Fist to promptly consume and absorb the surging energy that was practically overflowing in their bodies, increasing their strength.

Especially the four monstrous geniuses, Li Dingguo, Ai Nengqi, Liu Wenxiu, and Zhang Huier, who ate the meat of that Iron Tusk Pig King tonight and drank the nourishing soup made from the Pig King's bones. The invigorating effect was naturally even stronger.

Everyone only rested for the time it takes an incense stick to burn before feeling their bodies heat up and being unable to sit still any longer.

They all got up one after another. Under the illumination of the firelight in the courtyard, just like during the day, they formed four small teams and began practicing the basic Body Refinement fist technique, Tiger Roar Fist.

"Hey!"

"Ho!"...

Having become Martial Artists, their fists whistled with wind, and explosive sounds continuously echoed!

This round of practice lasted for about an hour. After converting the energy they had just absorbed into their own Qi and Blood Power and Life Essence, everyone finally stopped cultivating Tiger Roar Fist. Then, they dispersed in groups of three or five, returning to their rooms to wash up and rest.

Naturally, there was no time for cultural lessons tonight.

However, it had been quite some time since they became Martial Artists, and they had already basically completed the initial stages of reading and writing.

Therefore, even if the cultural lessons were occasionally interrupted for a day over the next two months, it wouldn't have much impact.

"Good heavens!"

Early in the morning, Li Dingguo withdrew from his deep cultivation state with the "Circumstellar True Scripture." Feeling the significant increase in Qi and Blood Power within his body once again, he was pleasantly surprised and thought, "This Iron Tusk Pig King's meat and bone broth are too nourishing, aren't they?"

"Leader-level Demonic Beasts like this absolutely cannot be viewed as First-level Demonic Beasts. They probably aren't much worse than ordinary Second-level Demonic Beasts."

The more he personally experienced things in this world, the more information Li Dingguo learned that ordinary people didn't know.

Just as there was a significant difference between talented human Martial Artists and ordinary Martial Artists, the same was true for Demonic Beasts.

"I can feel that the time for me to break through to Martial Artist Second Level should be within these two days."

Li Dingguo sat cross-legged on the bed and mused, "Zhang Xianzhong emphasized that as long as there are sufficient auxiliary cultivation resources and one's own outstanding talent, the first three Body Tempering realms of the Martial Path in this world can be rapidly achieved."

"Before reaching the Martial Dao Fourth Level Qi Refining Realm, there's simply no reason to be arrogant."

"I can't become complacent and get carried away just because I have slightly better talent."

From the information Zhang Xianzhong had been continuously revealing during this period, Li Dingguo could easily guess that the number of Martial Artists who had reached the Martial Dao Third Level on this wondrous vast world should be quite large.

After all, talented Martial Artists who didn't lack cultivation resources could basically use enough cultivation resources to quickly accumulate their cultivation to this realm.

These past few days, Zhang Xianzhong had even mentioned the proportion of soldiers in the Tartar army when teaching them martial arts, especially the Later Jin Tartars who were rapidly rising in Liaodong.

According to Zhang Xianzhong's observations, Martial Artists at the Martial Dao Third Level and above accounted for about ten percent of the Later Jin Tartar army!

And what about the Ming army?

Compared to the Tartars, among the same number of soldiers, the Ming army's experts at the Martial Dao Third Level and above accounted for at most only one-tenth of the number of strong individuals in the Tartar army!

Therefore, in wars against the Great Ming Empire, often dozens of Later Jin Tartars could easily defeat a Ming army of a thousand soldiers, and would even relentlessly pursue them.

This situation had been commonplace on the Liaodong battlefield in the past decade!

Another major reason for this situation was that most civil officials in the current Great Ming Dynasty were greedy for wealth, and military generals feared death.

"Hmm, I still need to work even harder. Putting everything else aside, at the very least, I must break through to the Martial Dao Third Level when the Eight Great Kings lead the army to retreat and flee from Dingbian City. Only then will I have a certain ability to protect myself amidst the chaos."

Having made up his mind, Li Dingguo calmed his distracting thoughts, then opened his eyes, got out of bed, and put on his clothes, preparing to wash up.

"Dingguo!"

At this moment, Ai Nengqi, who was cultivating the True Scripture Cultivation Method on the bed next to him, was awakened by Li Dingguo's movements. Feeling the progress of his own Vitality and Blood, he said to Li Dingguo with a face full of joy, "I have to say, the bones and meat of that peak First-level Demonic Beast, the Iron Tusk Pig King, are truly too nourishing."

"Just the cultivation last night alone, I feel like I gained more than I did in the past three days!"

"In at most five or six more days, I should be able to break through to the Martial Dao Second Level."

He then got up from the bed and said to Li Dingguo gleefully.

"Mm."

Li Dingguo nodded upon hearing this, but his words held a different opinion. "Aqi, while the improvement in cultivation progress is certainly gratifying, you shouldn't forget that Martial Dao First Level soldiers are just the lowest standard for combat soldiers in the army."

"Putting everything else aside, any low-level officer among those elite government troops or Tartars has Martial Dao Third Level cultivation."

"Compared to them, we are currently just little ants that can be crushed at any time. It's not worth being complacent."

Ai Nengqi was one of his current good friends.

Regardless of their unpredictable future, at least for now, Li Dingguo had a good impression of this straightforward guy.

Pouring cold water on him could also be considered helping him in a roundabout way.

"That's true."

After being reminded by Li Dingguo, Ai Nengqi wasn't stupid and immediately sobered up from his complacency.

His expression turned serious, and he raised his right fist, swinging it towards the sky. "That's right! We need to work even harder and strive to raise our cultivation to Martial Artist Third Level as soon as possible, only then will we have the ability to contend with the enemy's low-level officers!"

"Li Dingguo, let's compete again and see who becomes a Martial Dao Third Level expert first!"

"Let's go! We'll go to the well to get water and wash up first, then head to the main courtyard for training!"

He said with high fighting spirit, quickly grabbed his toiletries, and strode out of the side room, heading towards the old well not far away.

"Heh heh..."

Li Dingguo watched the guy's retreating figure, shook his head slightly, then chuckled softly, thinking to himself, "Compete with me?"

"Ai Nengqi, you're probably overthinking it."

"The further time goes on, the bigger the gap between you guys and me will become!"

"However, I need to hurry and cultivate that Stealth Technique and Breath Concealment Technique to the perfected realm."

He always kept an extremely clear head and would never get carried away.

He was alone, without family, living in this miraculous big world. How could he not hide some trump cards?

Once he encountered a life-or-death crisis, he absolutely needed some means to turn the tables and save his own life if he wanted to go further.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person, living a boring and helpless life. Now that he had a stroke of luck and was reborn, he also wanted to see the scenery at the very top. He didn't want to die young.