Mind Movement

Mind Movement

Xu Feng widened his eyes immediately, turning to Lu Fei as he sucked in a cold breath. "It's that expensive?"

Lu Fei ignored his shock. "What is your current Vitality value?"

Xu Feng looked down at his wristband. "186c."

"186? That high? You're forty this year, right? Have you been practicing free techniques the whole time?" Lu Fei asked, surprised.

"Yes," Xu Feng replied with a calm expression.

"Not bad. Take these two vials over two days, with a day in between. That should be enough to push you to 200c."

"200c?" Xu Feng was shocked again. "Three days to reach 200c!?"

Lu Fei scoffed. "Why else do you think it's so expensive? There's a reason for the price. You couldn't buy this outside even if you had the money; this is internal stock from the Martial Arts University."

Xu Feng gripped the vials tightly, unable to let go.

"And this manual..." Xu Feng said, feeling expectant.

This time, Lu Fei's tone turned serious. "This is the only manual that doesn't require copyright fees, and it's the only one I have the authority to give you. It's a Mind Movement technique. It's a low-difficulty mental cultivation method. Do you know what mental cultivation methods are?"

"Mental cultivation methods? No." Xu Feng pondered for a moment, but found no such memories in his mind.

Lu Fei explained, "There are two types of martial artists in this world: melee fighters who focus on Vitality, and long-range fighters who use mental power as a weapon, usually called Psychics. Psychics are extremely rare, and their strength often far exceeds that of martial artists at the same level. They can manifest their illusory mental power into something tangible—for example, controlling a sword. Can you understand that?"

Xu Feng swallowed hard, his pupils trembling. "Controlling a sword... to fly?"

"You can fly, but it's unstable. Psychics usually have specialized flight weapons." Lu Fei spoke casually about martial arts secrets that ordinary people like Xu Feng could never know.

Xu Feng was naturally wide-eyed, then asked with excited anticipation, "Can I use this book to become a Psychic?"

"Of course not. Keep dreaming." Lu Fei's words instantly poured a bucket of cold water on him.

"Martial artists with the potential to become Psychics are extremely rare, and their talent usually manifests at a very young age. For example, being able to move objects from a distance, occasionally fainting because they can't control their thoughts, or having telepathy. Do you have any of these signs?" Lu Fei asked with a sneer.

"No," Xu Feng said with a dry laugh, even more confused. "If that's the case, what's the use of this manual?"

Lu Fei said faintly, "Although practicing Mind Movement won't turn you into a Psychic, it can enhance your mental power and improve a martial artist's sensory abilities and sharpness. This way, when you encounter danger, you'll be more sensitive and alert than others, which can greatly improve your reaction and perception."

"Got it." Xu Feng nodded, half-understanding.

"As long as you understand. That's all I can do for you; it's all for Xiao Dan's sake." Lu Fei crouched down and patted Xiao Dan's head. "You have to survive. Big sister still needs to teach you martial arts."

"Mm." Xiao Dan showed her sparkling little canine teeth, nodded obediently, and reached out to hug Lu Fei.

After they hugged for a while, Lu Fei stood up. "I'm leaving."

With that, she turned and walked out the door, leaving without a backward glance.

Xu Feng watched her disappear under the dim streetlights before closing the alloy door and returning to his digging.

"Go do your homework, do whatever you're supposed to do!" Xu Feng shouted into the tunnel.

Xiao Dan pouted. "We're about to fight, and I still have to do homework?"

"Even if the sky falls, you still have to do your homework. Go!" Xu Feng poked his head out of the tunnel, glaring.

"Yes, yes." Xiao Dan had no choice but to move her small stool back to the table and bury herself in her studies.

By ten o'clock that night, the depth of the tunnel was finished.

The next step was to use materials to stabilize the structure and expand the tunnel. Fortunately, the geology around the base was decent; it wasn't the kind of loose soil that would collapse on someone. However, that wasn't something he could handle tonight.

Xu Feng climbed out of the tunnel and swept up the dirt in the room. After taking a shower, he lay on the bed and began reading the book.

After turning one page, Xu Feng suddenly sat up and looked at Xiao Dan. "Send your sister Lu a message and ask her how to use that medicine."

Xiao Dan glanced at Xu Feng, took off her wrist communicator, and tossed it to him. "She's busy. Ask her yourself. Don't you often pretend to be me when you chat with her?"

Xu Feng: "..."

"Snap!"

Suddenly, he raised his hand and slapped himself across the face.

"??" Xiao Dan looked at Xu Feng in astonishment.

"There was a mosquito," Xu Feng said indifferently.

Soon, Xu Feng inquired about the relevant matters with Lu Fei. Naturally, he used very vague wording and did not mention the word "serum."

After all, he did not know whether this thing was obtained legally or not.

Lu Fei replied with a single word: "Drink."

However, she quickly sent another line: "Static absorption."

"Pop!"

Xu Feng immediately pulled the stopper out of a test tube and held the serum to the tip of his nose to sniff it: "Sss--"

It had no scent.

After a moment of hesitation, Xu Feng looked at Xiao Dan: "If this medicine is poisonous, remember to endure and grow up, then kill Lu Fei to avenge me."

Having said that, he tilted his head back and downed the vial of serum.

"Gulp, gulp--"

Soon, he licked the last drop of liquid clean.

Xu Feng set the vial aside, lay down on the bed, and closed his eyes to feel the changes within his body.

The serum felt slightly cool as it entered his stomach, but it quickly turned into a warm, gentle sensation that flowed throughout his entire body.

Xu Feng felt as if he were soaking in a hot spring; his whole body felt incredibly comfortable.

After a while, Xu Feng gradually adapted to this feeling.

Just as he was curiously experiencing it, he suddenly felt his nose itch.

He opened his eyes to see Xiao Dan poking his nose with her finger.

"Ah! You're not dead!"

Xiao Dan exclaimed in surprise.

Xu Feng: "."

This brat, does she walk without making a sound?

"Go, go, go, go do your homework."

Xu Feng waved her away, then leaned against the bed and picked up the book Mind Movement to read.

Ten minutes later.

Xu Feng tossed the book aside, his face full of dejection.

"Damn it, I really have no talent. Why can't I be a genius?"

Just at this moment, Xiao Dan suddenly muttered to her foreign language textbook in a low voice: "Peach, peach, peach, peach..."

Xu Feng: "→_→?"

He suspected that this little girl was doing it on purpose.

But he had no proof.

"Hoo, even if I lack talent, I am willing to work hard. I'll practice; if I practice enough, there will eventually be results."

"Mind Movement: when the mind moves, the spirit flows. Focus the spirit in the heart, let the soul move in the heavens."

Xu Feng began to silently concentrate his attention according to the incantations written in the manual.

This manual was not difficult, which showed that what Lu Fei said was likely not false.

Although it was a low-level mental technique, if he could cultivate it to a profound realm, it should have some effect, right?