The Miraculous Consciousness Space, His Future Sister-in-Law Comes Calling

After examining the Fate Panel,

Su Xinghe gained a new understanding of the martial arts he had mastered, as well as a new training plan.

Thinking of that miraculous feeling in the Consciousness Space while he had observed the fist technique earlier, if it truly worked, it would be another supreme foundation besides the Fate Panel.

He focused his mind on the Consciousness Space in his mind.

He controlled the silver figure and began practicing the newly learned Golden Ape Earth-Splitting Art.

The first attempt failed.

But Su Xinghe understood where the problem lay.

Back at Elder Xie's place, the silver figure in the Consciousness Space had been practicing the Golden Ape Fist. He had already mastered that martial art inside and out, so success had naturally come easily.

Having found the reason, he calmed his heart and focused on practicing the fist art.

Again and again.

Before he knew it, he had immersed himself in it.

He forgot the time and even forgot the purpose of the test.

"Diligence Makes Up for Dullness, a hundred practices a day."

"Golden Ape Earth-Splitting Art, experience +1."

The sudden prompt in his mind jolted Su Xinghe awake from his absorption in learning the new art.

It worked!

Without resting, he struck while the iron was hot and controlled the silver figure once more.

As he practiced the fist art, he also sensed the changes within himself.

This time, he immediately discovered its mysteries.

The moment the silver figure began its fist art, the qi and blood in his body also began circulating automatically according to the mental method. Just as if he were practicing the fist art himself, they surged and churned before seeping thread by thread into his muscles and skin, remaking his body.

Ten minutes later.

"Diligence Makes Up for Dullness, a hundred practices a day."

"Golden Ape Earth-Splitting Art, experience +1."

It really works! He was overjoyed.

Suddenly, a familiar hunger swept over him.

Su Xinghe withdrew from the Consciousness Space in his mind and turned his gaze to the Fate Panel.

He carefully compared the two training methods he had just used, examining their efficiency in both martial realm progress and qi-and-blood consumption.

He found that whether he practiced the fist art himself or controlled the silver figure to perform it within the Consciousness Space, the speed of martial realm advancement and the consumption of qi and blood were exactly the same.

Thinking of how there was currently only one silver figure, whose fist-practice efficiency was no different from his own personal cultivation,

this meant that cultivation in the Consciousness Space brought no additional gains beyond the convenience of being able to train anytime, anywhere.

To improve efficiency, the best method was naturally to turn the other three silver fish in his sea of consciousness into silver figures as well, so they could practice the Golden Ape Earth-Splitting Art together.

But the problem was that breaking through in the Listening to Tides Art currently required one hundred thousand experience points. That was clearly not a goal that could be achieved in a short time.

It was a vicious cycle.

It seemed he still had to proceed step by step, leaving one footprint after another.

Seeing that it was still early,

Su Xinghe took out a Qi-Replenishing Pill and swallowed it, beginning to test the effects of taking medicine.

It did not melt in his mouth, and was icy cold.

It carried a pungent spiciness that rushed straight up his nose,

making it feel like... he had eaten a summer-cooling pellet.

Only ten breaths after the pill entered his stomach, fresh qi and blood began boiling in his abdomen. This state was just like when he normally stirred up his qi and blood.

He could not waste it. Time to train!

Only after completing twenty-four rounds of the fist art did he begin to feel his qi and blood flagging, hunger gnawing unbearably at his belly.

Perfect timing—the martial school apprentices' welfare meal had arrived.

Su Xinghe followed the others into the kitchen.

After a bowl of Bone-Strengthening Soup went down his throat, his belly grew scorching hot and his fatigue vanished at once.

The effects of the Qi-Replenishing Pill were the same as those of the Bone-Strengthening Soup. Every time he completed a round of the fist art, it increased his Inner Tempering progress by 0.2 percent.

After an entire morning, the progress bar had reached an astonishing 55%.

However, Elder Xie had said he could only take one pill a day, which gave him a bit of a headache.

Because he had the boost from his Fate traits,

Water-Tight and Unyielding had made him rarely pay attention to such minor details.

But the caution he ought to have was something he absolutely had to have.

Su Xinghe planned to take another pill at home that night and see what happened.

That way, an entire day would separate the doses. Even if he had not fully recovered, the effects would not be too serious.

In any case, he would have Bone-Strengthening Soup in the afternoon, which could also maintain an hour of accelerated progress.

For the remaining time, he could make a push with the Listening to Tides Art. Ideally, he could make the second silver fish leap from the sea and undergo its transformation.

When it came to martial cultivation, he was still rather cautious.

The next morning, he took the time to visit Huichun Hall.

The old physician shook his head and sighed with feeling, praising him until his face turned scarlet. In short, he was young and strong, in the prime of life, with a harmonious family and a happy marriage...

With no lingering worries, after exhausting the effects of the Bone-Strengthening Soup that afternoon, Su Xinghe secretly added another Qi-Replenishing Pill for himself.

For a time, the power of his qi and blood surged wildly, and his martial realm advanced by leaps and bounds.

At dusk.

When Su Xinghe returned to the small courtyard on Narcissus Street beneath the rosy clouds of sunset, he discovered that an unfamiliar girl had come to his home.

"My brother's back!"

With a cheerful cry, Su Haitao led a slightly dark-skinned girl over to greet him.

"Yu'er, this is our elder brother."

Su Xinghe was also sizing up the girl before him.

She was not tall, but her figure was slender and graceful. She wore an ordinary set of plain gray cloth, and two ponytails that reached her chest were tied atop her head, giving her a crisp and capable air.

She looked to be around twenty, with an oval face.

She raised her head and swiftly swept Su Xinghe with a glance, then immediately lowered it again.

Her eyes were bright, though her gaze carried a trace of a young girl's shyness.

Yang Huaiyu.

The name immediately surfaced in Su Xinghe's mind. He had heard his mother mention her the last time the Yang Family came to propose marriage.

"Elder Brother, sorry for the trouble..."

Yang Huaiyu lowered her head, a flush spreading across her wheat-colored face.

Of course Su Xinghe knew what trouble she meant, but he did not care about it in the slightest now. He could tell that this future sister-in-law did not seem difficult to get along with.

"Hello, little sister Yang."

Since she had not yet married into the family, he did not know how else to address her.

Then his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Wasn't this woman the protagonist of tomorrow's wedding?

He turned to look at his younger brother.

"Didn't we agree that we'd go receive the bride tomorrow...?"

Su Xinghe was somewhat dumbfounded. He had already asked Elder Xie for leave.

A man's voice carrying a smile came from beside the three of them.

"A few days ago, I went to Huaiyu's uncle's home and delivered the bride price."

It was their father, Su Cheng.

As his footsteps drew near, he also entered the front hall.

"Huaiyu's home is over a hundred li away, and the journey is too far, making it inconvenient to fetch the bride. This morning, Huaiyu's grandfather and uncle brought her here. They'll stay at the old residence tonight to help watch over the dowry."

Su Xinghe froze. So that was possible too.

Considering that his younger brother would be getting married tomorrow, he took one hundred taels from his private savings and gave them to his father.

This family had suffered greatly in order to support his pursuit of martial arts. Now that he had the means, he had to repay them properly.

He did not need them to become wealthy and honored, but at the very least, they should never have to worry about food, clothing, shelter, or travel.

And helping his younger brother practice martial arts also had to be put on the agenda as soon as possible.