Body Tempering Technique (New Book, Seeking All Kinds of Support)

Golden Light was like flowing water, something that had appeared in Yang Yi's mind after he came to this world.

In his previous life, he had explored a deep pool and discovered this mass of Golden Light. He had risked his life to delve deeper, only to drown in the end.

Yet this Golden Light had followed him into this world.

Within the Golden Light was a white crystal, its surface covered in cracks.

This thing had not originally been there, but ever since he saved Yue Jian, it had appeared inside the Golden Light.

All these years, Yang Yi had never figured out what the Golden Light was, much less the white crystal that had only appeared recently.

But now, he roughly understood.

A Source Crystal—the Source Crystal of this Mortal Domain!

The Source Crystal was damaged and riddled with cracks. According to the knowledge Yue Jian had imparted to him, that was normal. The Source Crystals of Mortal Domains were inherently damaged; only the Source Crystals of Spirit Domains were whole.

Yet there was one thing Yang Yi could not understand.

According to what Yue Jian had left behind, she had failed to forcibly refine the Source Crystal that day. Not only had she suffered a backlash that damaged her foundation, the Source Crystal should have shattered completely as well.

So why had this thing... appeared here with him?

And judging by the Source Crystal's condition, if it had not been wrapped in the Golden Light, it would likely have truly shattered.

Could it be that when he saved Yue Jian that day, this Source Crystal on the verge of breaking had somehow transferred to him, preserved only because it was enveloped by the Golden Light?

When he returned home and his aunt saw that the white fox was no longer by his side, she naturally scolded him. Fortunately, Yang Yi had brought back more than half a roasted rabbit and some herbs, so she did not scold him too harshly.

He hastily ate dinner at his uncle's house, then went to bed.

After living together day and night for more than a year, Yang Yi felt rather unaccustomed to the white fox suddenly being gone. Usually, she slept pressed against him.

His thoughts ran wild, and he did not fall asleep until very late.

The next day, he awoke to his aunt's shouting.

Yang Yi did not get up immediately. Instead, he examined the Golden Light in his mind.

Nothing had changed. The Golden Light was still that same mass of Golden Light, and the Source Crystal was still that same Source Crystal...

Just as Yang Yi was about to withdraw his consciousness, he suddenly noticed something and carefully studied the Source Crystal.

There were many cracks on the Source Crystal, roughly twenty of varying sizes. At that moment, he was staring at one of them.

"Does it seem smaller?"

After confirming yesterday that this thing was a Source Crystal, he had examined it closely, so the impression remained clear in his mind.

But without anything specific to compare it against, he had no way of knowing whether the crack had truly become smaller.

"An illusion?"

Unable to determine it, he could only get up first and prepare to head into the mountains.

His luck was rather good that day. The traps he had set earlier had caught two rabbits. Yang Yi skillfully cleaned one, built a fire, and roasted it, while planning to take the other back as proof of his efforts.

As he ate the roasted rabbit, Yang Yi reached into his clothes and took out a small cloth pouch.

It was the one Yue Jian had left behind after departing yesterday.

This pouch was an item belonging to cultivators, and contained a cultivation inheritance. Yang Yi could not open it at present.

When Yue Jian left the pouch behind, she had done something to it. It was not something only cultivators could open; if Yang Yi's qi and blood became strong enough, he could use the power of his qi and blood to open it as well.

Yue Jian was not deliberately making things difficult for him. It was simply that spiritual energy had never even been born in this Mortal Domain, so this was the only method available.

Yang Yi guessed this was a keepsake Yue Jian had left for him.

After quickly finishing the rabbit meat, Yang Yi stood up, found a level patch of ground nearby, lowered himself into a horse stance, spread his posture, and began to move with every breath.

Since she had left Yang Yi a keepsake, Yue Jian had naturally taught him a method for strengthening his qi and blood. By tempering himself with this method, his qi and blood would grow increasingly vigorous.

It could be said that this was something suited for mortals to cultivate, unlike the unreachable inheritance contained in the cloth pouch.

The Body Tempering Technique!

That was the name of the tempering method.

It contained eight times eight, a total of sixty-four sets of movements. Each set had a corresponding breathing method. If one cultivated it year after year, strengthening the body would be merely secondary; in the end, one might even break through the limits of mortals.

The things Yue Jian had imparted into Yang Yi's mind were exceptionally clear and profound. Before he began cultivating, Yang Yi had felt that this Body Tempering Technique did not seem particularly difficult.

But once he truly began practicing it, he discovered its profound mysteries.

Every stretch of his muscles and bones, every wriggle of flesh, had to be paired with the proper breathing. At the same time, needle-like agony stabbed through his body.

That was because his flesh was being torn.

The core secret of cultivating this Body Tempering Technique was to constantly destroy and rebuild one's own flesh, tempering out the qi and blood hidden deep within it. Only then could one grow stronger and stronger.

It took Yang Yi a full hour to barely complete all sixty-four sets of movements. His clothes had long since been soaked through with sweat.

His stomach rumbled, stars danced before his eyes, and he felt incomparably weak.

Yang Yi hurriedly placed the other rabbit over the fire to roast.

At this point, he could no longer worry about taking it back to account for himself. If he did not eat something, he felt he might not even have the strength to descend the mountain.

After another rabbit went into his stomach, some color gradually returned to Yang Yi's pale face.

"No wonder Yue Jian said the Body Tempering Technique needed to be supplemented with nourishing food. The consumption is this great."

In the past, one rabbit could sustain him for an entire day. Now, after only an hour, he was already so hungry his stomach was gnawing against his spine.

But this food supplementation... truly put him in a difficult position.

Over all these years, the number of times he had eaten his fill could be counted on one hand. Otherwise, he would not have nothing but a large frame.

Relying solely on traps in the mountains to hunt was clearly unreliable. The efficiency was too low, and everything depended on luck.

Meat was sold in the city, but that required silver.

He could not continue practicing the Body Tempering Technique. Otherwise, if he had nothing to replenish himself with later, it would be troublesome. Moreover, he could feel that there had been many mistakes in his previous practice, and he had accumulated quite a few hidden injuries. He needed several days of rest.

When he returned empty-handed that night, his aunt naturally did not look pleased.

Perhaps because of his daytime cultivation, Yang Yi felt extremely tired. He collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep, sleeping straight through until broad daylight.

With something weighing on his mind, he woke the next day before his aunt could call for him.

The first thing he did was immerse his consciousness and inspect the Source Crystal's condition.

"The crack... really did become smaller!" With yesterday's reference for comparison, Yang Yi could finally confirm it today.

The Source Crystal was wrapped in the Golden Light. That Golden Light... could repair the Source Crystal?

As the thought passed through his mind, Yang Yi's heart surged.

Once the Source Crystal was whole, spiritual energy would be born throughout the entire Mortal Domain. Then, true cultivation could begin!

Amid his excitement, a sense of urgency suddenly rose in Yang Yi's heart. If that was the case, he had to temper his qi and blood to the level needed to open that small cloth pouch before then. Otherwise, he would not be able to retrieve the inheritance inside.

"Yue Jian, why couldn't you have left two days later?" Yang Yi felt bitter inside.

The cultivation inheritance in the small cloth pouch was a keepsake Yue Jian had left him. In Yue Jian's eyes, even if this Mortal Domain could one day give birth to spiritual energy, Yang Yi would likely never live to see it. After all, mortals had limited lifespans. That was why she had specially left behind the Body Tempering Technique.

But she had not expected that the mass of Golden Light in Yang Yi's mind could repair the Source Crystal. If so, the restoration of spiritual energy was no longer a distant matter.

Yang Yi suddenly felt something was wrong. He had possessed the Source Crystal for more than a year already, so why had he never noticed any changes in it before?

These changes had clearly only appeared after Yue Jian left.

What was the reason behind it?

"Yang Yi, are you still not getting up?" Someone knocked on the door, and his aunt's voice came through.

"I know." Yang Yi hurriedly rose. As he sat upright, his brows lifted slightly. Then he cautiously moved his body. Only after finding nothing unusual did he gradually increase the range of his movements.

Strange. His muscles had been strained yesterday, and he had already prepared himself to wake up aching all over today. Yet to his surprise, there was no soreness at all, as though every hidden injury from yesterday had recovered overnight.

That was clearly abnormal. He had strained muscles before, and it always took three to five days to recover. Not to mention that yesterday's injuries had come from cultivating the Body Tempering Technique, making them even worse than ordinary strains.

Yet this time, a single night's sleep had healed him.

Was it because of the Body Tempering Technique?

It should not be. The information Yue Jian had left him said nothing of the sort.

Then what was the reason?

Yang Yi immediately thought of that mass of Golden Light.

This thing could even repair a damaged Source Crystal. Repairing the injuries inside his body did not seem like much of a problem either.

At that thought, Yang Yi's eyes brightened.

If that was truly the case, then as long as he had enough nourishing food, his progress in cultivating the Body Tempering Technique would surely be astonishingly fast. He would not need to consider recovery at all; he could simply go all out.

But soon, his face fell into a grim mask again. Food supplementation... where was he supposed to get the money?

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