Wind-Thunder True Armor

Duan Yan lay in bed for three days and two nights.

If Lin Jun had not still been able to sense her breathing, he would have thought she was dead.

Now, Duan Yan was utterly unconcerned with her appearance as she hugged a roast chicken that had gone cold three days ago and bit straight into it.

After only a few bites, the entire chicken was reduced to bones and a chicken rump.

"Not bad. Though it's not even half as good as my cooking, it's still pretty decent for a little place like this."

Duan Yan wiped her mouth, a satisfied expression appearing on her face.

After resting for the past few days, she was already able to get out of bed and walk around.

However, her internal organs had yet to fully recover, so she could not make any large movements.

Lin Jun sat beside her. Once he saw that she had finished eating, he cleared away the dishes.

He had remained at the Demon Affairs Prefecture these past few days. He had originally thought He Jing would retaliate against him, yet three days had passed without anything happening.

Zhang He's room had been sealed off, and no one was permitted to enter.

Green Forest County seemed to have suddenly become peaceful, which earned it a round of scolding from Duan Yan.

What deep waters? There had not even been a ripple.

Yet Lin Jun had felt stifled these past few days, like the calm before a storm.

There was no need to dwell on He Jing's matter. He was merely someone from the martial world. Only Zhang He's death left Lin Jun unable to make sense of things.

Dying at a time like this—wasn't that a little too casual?

Seeing Lin Jun begin to space out, Duan Yan lightly coughed twice, pulling his thoughts back.

Only then did Lin Jun remember that he had come to see Duan Yan for a reason.

Naturally, it was for martial arts.

Lin Jun had very limited ways to obtain martial arts in this small county. Now that he had finally caught hold of a registered Demon Exorcist like Duan Yan, he naturally had to make good use of the opportunity.

He was not asking for some divine art. Surely she had one or two martial arts manuals that were at least passable?

"As for cultivation methods, there's nothing I can do. The Demon Exorcism Bureau's methods cannot be passed on to outsiders. You should know that too."

Lin Jun nodded. Of course he knew.

He had yet to enter the Demon Exorcism Bureau. Demon Exorcists would not teach him cultivation methods, for as long as one lived in Great Yin, one had to obey the Demon Exorcism Bureau's laws.

The cultivation methods Lin Jun currently used were truly too limited.

One was a saber technique he had derived himself, while the other was a cultivation method he had obtained by chance.

With only these two methods, there were far too few options. If he encountered even a slightly more complicated situation, he would have no way to handle it.

What Lin Jun did not know was that an ordinary Demon Exorcist only needed to master one cultivation method to surpass most people. To Duan Yan, his anxiety was simply baffling.

"However, I have the Duan Family's martial arts. As long as you agree to join my Duan Family, you may choose any of our family martial arts."

The condition Duan Yan offered was anything but small. A family that could gain a foothold in Brocade City—one could tell with their backside how powerful it must be, and how deep its martial foundation ran.

Any normal person would not refuse.

"Then forget it. Miss Duan, get some good rest."

Lin Jun's utterly decisive refusal made Duan Yan anxious.

"Hey, hey, why did you refuse so quickly? My Duan Family may not be some top-tier noble house, but we're not some second- or third-rate force either!"

She truly wanted to recruit Lin Jun. Setting Yang Wan aside, Lin Jun's talent alone was enough to make those juniors in Brocade City who styled themselves geniuses smash their heads against the ground.

More than once, Duan Yan had practically hinted to Lin Jun that if he joined the Lin Family, let alone martial arts, even she herself could be his.

Whether for the family's benefit or for herself, she found Lin Jun extremely pleasing to the eye. Besides, he had saved her.

Simply perfect.

"No. I'd rather honestly work for the Demon Exorcism Bureau. I appreciate Miss Duan's kind intentions."

For the time being, Lin Jun did not want to become entangled with any faction. Right now, he only wanted to chop down a few more Demons.

Once he got dragged into these family disputes, where would he find the time to seek out Demons?

The Demon Exorcism Bureau was quite good. It suited his tastes, and he could exchange merits for cultivation methods.

He only needed to wait another ten-odd days to officially enter the Demon Exorcism Bureau. Once he did, cultivation methods would naturally follow.

"...No wonder you're siblings. You and your sister are both stubborn mules. I give up, I give up."

Duan Yan sat helplessly on the bed. The way Lin Jun guarded himself against family powers was exactly like her own superior.

"Fine, if you won't join, then don't. You did save me, and you're also Yang Wan's cousin. I can't repay kindness with ingratitude... But I can't give you my family's methods, nor can I give you the Demon Exorcism Bureau's methods."

Duan Yan walked to the desk, slowly ground the inkstone, and lifted her brush to write.

"This is an incomplete cultivation method left behind by the previous dynasty. The Demon Exorcism Bureau will not concern itself with it, so I'll write it down for you."

Remembering something else, Duan Yan hurriedly explained:

"I'm not brushing you off. Even incomplete, this cultivation method is not weak. Among Origin Transformation methods, it can be considered among the very best."

Lin Jun had not thought that much about it. He simply watched Duan Yan write slowly.

From morning until afternoon, Duan Yan finally finished copying out the cultivation method from memory.

"Ah, I'm so tired. It would be nice to have a cup of honey water right about now."

Halfway through writing, Duan Yan suddenly stopped.

Lin Jun's face was full of helplessness.

"Are you a child?"

Though he said that, he still obediently went to get Duan Yan a jar of honey.

"Thanks."

She grinned cheekily.

With a face like that, one punch would probably make her cry for ages.

It was not until nightfall that Duan Yan finally finished writing out the entire cultivation method.

Duan Yan stood and gave a long stretch, but in a moment of inattention, she collapsed.

She already had internal injuries. After sitting for an entire day, her body was nearly unable to hold on.

Lin Jun hurriedly helped her back onto the bed.

"Thank you."

"No need for thanks. If you make it big someday, just remember to lend me a hand."

Duan Yan said it jokingly.

"I will."

"...You took that seriously?"

Still, she did not take it to heart. She had merely said it casually.

Before long, the already exhausted Duan Yan fell into a deep sleep.

After settling Duan Yan in, Lin Jun returned to the desk.

There lay a stack of paper, nearly several hundred pages thick, every page filled with writing.

On the first page, the name of the cultivation method was written prominently.

Wind-Thunder True Armor

At first, Lin Jun had thought it was merely an Origin Transformation realm body-tempering method. Yet after finishing it, he immediately realized where its true power lay.

This was not a body-tempering method at all. Body tempering was merely a secondary effect.

It used the body to generate the power of lightning, which clung to the body's surface and formed a suit of lightning armor, protecting the body in every aspect.

Not only that, because it was the power of lightning, enemies who attacked at close range would also suffer lightning's backlash.

Defense and counterattack—those were the best words to describe this cultivation method.

Moreover, because the lightning armor constantly circulated over the surface of the body, the body would become increasingly stronger after prolonged forging by the power of lightning.

Duan Yan had been right. This cultivation method truly was not simple.

Unfortunately, because dynasties had changed, much of its content had been lost amid the upheaval.

It could no longer be called Thunder True Armor. It should be called Thunder Silk Robe.

If the cultivation method were complete, one could cultivate a suit of lightning armor visible to the naked eye, rather than merely having it cling to the surface of the body.

But that was fine. He could try simulating it. Perhaps he could directly simulate the complete cultivation method.

With that thought, Lin Jun summoned the panel.