Deng Qing was overjoyed and quickly agreed. After bowing again, he turned and left.
He had only taken ten steps when the White-Clad Woman called out to him, "Your ' Peach and Plum Spring Breeze ' is quite good. I've tried to recreate it twice, but the taste is very different. Come and see what went wrong."
Having said that, the White-Clad Woman walked towards Sunny-Rain Residence.
Deng Qing was taken aback, then quickly followed.
Before long, he followed the White-Clad Woman into the room, where he saw a low table at the Initiation, piled high with fruit, Bamboo Tube, Tea Leaves, Honey.
There was also a round object next to it, wrapped tightly in a cotton quilt and tied with several ropes.
Deng Qing glanced at it and guessed that it was most likely a container for ice.
The White-Clad Woman pointed to the table, "Everything's here. Go and get it."
Deng Qing agreed, rolled up his sleeves, and skillfully began to work.
He first boiled water to prepare tea, and while he was at it, he cut the fruit flesh, peeling off the layer next to the pit.
The White-Clad Woman watched from the side and asked why.
The flesh near the pit is often bitter and astringent, which affects the taste.
Furthermore, the order in which the raw materials are added to make "Peach and Plum Spring Breeze " is also very important...
As Deng Qing spoke, he demonstrated his skills. His hands moved like butterflies flitting among flowers, and in no time, a Peach and Plum Spring Breeze was ready. He handed the Bamboo Tube to the White-Clad Woman, saying, "Senior, please try it."
The White-Clad Woman took the Bamboo Tube, took a sip, smacked her lips, and then took another sip.
Deng Qing was still waiting for the White-Clad Woman's comments, but the White-Clad Woman calmly waved her hand, "Alright, I understand, you can go now."
Deng Qing was now used to the way the White-Clad Woman treated people, so he nodded and left.
Upon returning to the main camp, Deng Qing went straight to the Merit Exchange, spent all his remaining Merit Points, and exchanged them for a Great Fortune Pill.
He had his eye on this item for a while, but every time he saw the price tag, he felt a little reluctant to part with it.
Now that we'll be entering the Desolate Soil the day after tomorrow, and the accumulated Wasteland Blood within me has been exhausted, I can't afford to waste any more time to improve my strength.
After acquiring the Great Fortune Pill, Deng Qing asked Big Brother Zhao to exchange the remaining silver for Ginseng Pill.
The Ginseng Pill were no longer very effective for him.
Now, after swallowing a ginseng Ginseng Pill, the medicinal power is completely exhausted before it can even be circulated through the Violet Palace Method for one Heavenly Cycle, and even the Qi-Blood are difficult to circulate.
But no matter what, it's still much better than eating meat.
With his current connections, this is already the best supplement that money can buy.
Deng Qing packed the packets of Ginseng Pill, stuffed them into his Waist Pouch, tied it securely, and headed towards the Cultivation Room.
After a short while, Zhang Yan arrived.
Zhang Yan stepped forward, put his arm around his shoulder, and said, "I was just looking for you. Now that you've broken through, you should go to the Military Affairs Office to report. You can exchange your blue token for a white one now, and then we brothers can act together."
Deng Qing didn't mince words and immediately told her about befriending the White-Clad Woman, being transferred by her to be an assistant administrator, and his future plans to become a Sword Examiner.
Zhang Yan was taken aback, and it took him a while to process what he heard. "This is great news! Countless people would kill for a spot in the Martial Dao Lower Court. You've gained the favor of this senior; you should cherish it."
Deng Qing said, "It's just a recommendation; whether it will be successful depends on passing an assessment."
"Having someone recommend you is already extremely rare. As for the assessment, with your abilities, are you afraid you won't pass?"
As Zhang Yan spoke, he looked around and instructed, "However, don't tell anyone else about this, lest it arouse jealousy."
Deng Qing nodded in agreement, "It's just that I can't travel with my Senior Brother, I..."
Zhang Yan waved his hand. "Stop talking nonsense with me. People strive for better things. It's truly rare for you to have this kind of opportunity."
"I'll be truly honored if you actually become a registered Sword Examiner in the future. After all, I haven't heard of anyone in Everjoy County who managed to get registered at the Martial Dao Institute."
The two chatted for a while longer, then Zhang Yan pointed to the Cultivation Room and said that he needed to go inside to practice, and then the two parted ways.
At 5:15 PM, Deng Qing stood on the gravel path by the riverbank, looking up at the enormous waterfall before him.
The rushing water cascaded down the rock face and plunged into the pool, breaking into large frothy white foam.
The thunderous roar of the water nearly shattered the mountains and fields.
This was the very place where he had cleansed himself of the blood after killing Zhang Quan, Lu Yan, and the other two.
As the sun sets, the surrounding sky and natural scenery are reflected in the pool below the waterfall.
The White-Clad Woman seemed to have no interest in appreciating the scenery; she stood with her arms crossed, staring at Deng Qing.
After Deng Qing finished his breathing exercises, he took out a medicine packet from his Waist Pouch and placed it, along with the box containing the Great Fortune Pill, at the feet of the White-Clad Woman.
He cupped his hands and said, "Senior, all the tonics for this training are here. If I need to give any hand signals later, please bring me the medicine."
The White-Clad Woman nodded in agreement. Deng Qing then inquired about the method of practicing martial arts under the waterfall. The White-Clad Woman pointed towards the waterfall and said, "First, walk into the waterfall and find a way to stand firmly."
At that moment, Deng Qing circulated his Qi-Blood, strode forward, and walked towards the waterfall.
When he got within five zhang, he could see a huge Bluestone in the center of the water curtain. The water flowed outwards after hitting the Bluestone.
Deng Qing glanced at it and figured the Bluestone must be slippery, but there was no other place to stand under the waterfall at the moment.
At that moment, Deng Qing aimed at the Bluestone, walked on the water, and slowly approached. The rumbling sound in his ears grew louder and louder, as if he had entered a beating drum.
He had only gotten within three zhang of the water when a huge torrent of water swept down, and a tremendous force immediately engulfed him.
The next instant, he was thrown out.
Deng Qing was not discouraged. He got up and continued forward.
However, after several dozen breaths, he had only replicated one failure.
He tried several times, but without success.
Deng Qing felt a bit suffocated. He stood in the shallow water, took a few breaths, and turned to look at the White-Clad Woman.
The White-Clad Woman remained silent, simply watching from the shore.
Suddenly, Deng Qing's heart stirred.
She brought me here to practice, but seeing that I wasn't doing it correctly, she didn't correct me, probably waiting for me to figure it out.
Could it be that she has already given me the answer, and it lies within the " Elephant-Throwing Method "? It all depends on whether I can comprehend it!
With this thought in mind, Deng Qing composed himself and reviewed the Mental Method of the " Elephant-Throwing Method " from beginning to end.
Accumulate power, retract, leverage momentum, utilize momentum...
As the thought crossed his mind, he suddenly understood.
He was so focused on urging his Qi-Blood to resist the flow of water that he forgot that the exercise already included methods of borrowing and utilizing momentum.
Even when practicing Phoenix Swaps the Nest know to follow the other's force and move accordingly.
Why is it that once they're in the water, all they have left is brute strength?
Deng Qing composed himself and walked towards the waterfall again.
This time, he no longer tensed his body, but maintained a state that was neither too relaxed nor too relaxed.
As the water rushed down and landed on him, he circulated his Mental Method, shifted his waist to deflect the water's direct impact, and quickly changed his footing to catch another stream of water.
Thus, with the two forces clashing against each other, he swayed left and right, swinging back and forth like a pendulum, yet his whole body remained as steady as a pine tree.
On the shore, the White-Clad Woman nodded slightly and whispered, "This lad is truly clever!"
Deng Qing was delighted to find the method effective and quickly continued to prepare the medicine according to the prescription, familiarizing himself with the power of the water flow.
Time passed slowly, and as he went deeper, the current became more turbulent, and his body swayed more and more violently.
But by this time, his skill in leveraging the momentum had become so refined that the rushing water could no longer harm him.
After several dozen breaths, he finally stood on the Bluestone.
The smooth Bluestone and the cascading waterfall could not harm Deng Qing, who had been transformed into a "high-frequency pendulum."
Once Deng Qing had steadied himself, he began practicing the " Elephant-Throwing Method " in the waterfall.
He grabbed the object with both hands, turned and stepped to the side, but before he could finish the Phoenix Swaps the Nest" move, a sudden downpour of water weighed him down, causing his hands to lose their proper position.
While maintaining his balance, Deng Qing realized his mistakes and then adjusted the details based on his understanding.
Before he had even practiced for a hundred breaths, Deng Qing realized that practicing here was a completely different experience from practicing on flat ground.
Meanwhile, the constant flow of water acted like a massive interference, relentlessly disrupting Deng Qing's cultivation.
Because of this huge interference, the moves he had mastered on flat ground would be disrupted here if there was even the slightest misalignment.
Deng Qing could only calm himself down and continue practicing, move by move.
Before long, he felt his strength was greatly depleted and hurriedly waved towards the shore.
The White-Clad Woman flicked her finger, and a Ginseng Pill flew out, passed through the water curtain, and landed precisely in Deng Qing's mouth.
Deng Qing closed his mouth, but his heart was startled.
Despite the great distance, including the waterfall, the pill didn't hurt her mouth when she put it in.
That control of force is truly exquisite.
He swallowed the Ginseng Pill, quickly circulated his Devour Heaven Scripture his digestive system, and continued practicing once the medicinal effects were absorbed.
"Relax your shoulders, don't keep pushing upwards."
The White-Clad Woman finally began to offer guidance.
Deng Qing made the adjustments as instructed.
"When you turn your waist, your feet should follow. If your body has already turned but your feet are still in place, how can you generate power?"
Deng Qing quickly changed his steps, almost losing his balance due to the current, but fortunately he managed to pull himself back up and regain his footing.
And so, the White-Clad Woman gave her pointers while Deng Qing practiced and adjusted his movements. When he got tired, he would wave his hand, and once the Ginseng Pill was in his mouth and its medicinal properties were released, he would continue practicing.
In the blink of an eye, two hours had passed, and he had already consumed 80% of the more than 30 Ginseng Pill he brought.
Meanwhile, Deng Qing's movements became increasingly fluid and graceful amidst the waterfall.
Unbeknownst to him, his Qi-Blood were now able to flow freely with the movements, as if a continuous force was being generated within him, circulating throughout his body.
Although the giant waterfall was still fierce, it could no longer break his attacks.
As Deng Qing practiced, he became completely absorbed in his training. The White-Clad Woman on the shore stared at him intently, as if watching a good show.
Suddenly, in a split second, she clearly felt that Deng Qing's skills had improved dramatically.
In a daze, it felt as if a different person was practicing martial arts in the waterfall.
But when she looked closer, the thin, hard face, the warm eyes, the high nose, and the tall figure were clearly that of the boy.
The White-Clad Woman was completely baffled. In reality, she hadn't misread it.
Just half an incense stick's time ago, Deng Qing's " Elephant-Throwing Method " had broken through 19% and reached 20%, stepping into the threshold of Minor Mastery success.
At this moment, he practiced even more diligently, not because he wanted to keep pushing the progress bar of " Elephant-Throwing Method " higher.
Instead, he was diligently refining the medicinal power of the Ginseng Pill into his Qi-Blood, directing it to his limbs, and strengthening his muscles and bones.
This was because he had seen the changes in the realm indicator when he advanced in the " Elephant-Throwing Method ".
[Realm: Bone-Forging First Layer (99%)], and 99% is flashing.
Deng Qing immediately realized that the Bone-Tempering Two was about to be revealed.
Having reached this point, he naturally had no reason not to work incredibly hard.
As he practiced, Deng Qing suddenly felt a strange sense of enlightenment welling up in his heart.
He carefully contemplated the Origin Aperture and felt that the faint Internal Breath in the Dantian suddenly became more active.
Deng Qing's spirits lifted, and he raised his hands towards the White-Clad Woman. The White-Clad Woman understood, flicked her fingertips, and the Great Fortune Pill burst forth, heading straight for the waterfall.
Deng Qing opened his mouth to catch the Great Fortune Pill, swallowed it with a quick Medicinal Pills.
The Medicinal Pills entered the stomach, and a surge of heat immediately spread out.
He hurriedly moved the cultivation technique, mobilizing streams of heat to flow along the established meridians to his limbs, as if a production line were transporting fuel.
His weakened Qi-Blood was replenished by this fuel, and it instantly surged back into full force.
At that moment, Deng Qing Sinking Shoulder and clasped his arms, continuing his rehearsal while facing the waterfall.
Phoenix Swaps the Nest, Carrying the Elephant Across the River...
As the moves progressed, the medicinal power within his body continued to unfold, causing his Qi-Blood and qi to surge wildly, yet it was firmly bound by his wide and resilient meridians.
Suddenly, a strong tingling sensation came from his arms and legs.
Immediately afterwards, his shoulders and even all ten fingers started to itch.
His legs were the same; from his leg bones to his toes, the tingling sensation was everywhere, as if countless soft feathers were gently brushing against the gaps in his bones.
Deng Qing gritted her teeth and persevered.
He had already experienced this feeling once when he broke through to the Bone-Forging Realm.
Although he was restless, he felt only excitement, because he knew this meant a breakthrough was imminent.
Sure enough, the next moment, a series of cracking sounds exploded from his legs and arms.
First came a jumble of noises, then they merged into a continuous din.
Despite the thunderous roar of the waterfall that shook the mountains and fields, Deng Qing could still hear it clearly and pinpoint exactly where each sound erupted.
Just then, his Origin Aperture suddenly felt a heat, and his previously dormant Internal Breath suddenly became lively, leaping out from his Dantian and rushing towards his arms and legs in the blink of an eye.
As the Internal Breath energy flowed, the surging heat from the Great Fortune Pill seemed to find its home, all converging towards this wisp of Internal Breath.
In an instant, the Internal Breath, like a greedy snake, devoured the heat flow and rapidly grew stronger.
The strengthened Internal Breath became even more vibrant, flowing freely throughout his body.
Immediately afterwards, the tingling and itching in his body suddenly disappeared, and the sounds in his arms and legs also ceased.
He clenched his fist lightly, revealing prominent veins on his wrist and bulging Skin Membrane, as if an explosive force was contained within it.
With a whoosh, a ray of Clear Radiance appeared without any thought.
Heaven Helps Those Who Help Themselves; No Effort Is Wasted.
[Realm: Bone-Tempering Two (1%)]
[ Devour Heaven Scripture: Initial Understanding: Minor Mastery (31%)]
[ Elephant-Throwing Method: Minor Mastery (22%)]
[ Mystic Wasteland Baleful Blood: Initial Baleful Intent (35%)]
Deng Qing was overjoyed; he had finally Bone-Tempering Two!
He then looked at " The Elephant-Throwing Method," which had also reached 22%.
This arduous training under the waterfall yielded significant results.
Deng Qing let out a long breath, feeling incredibly relieved, as if all the Merit Points and money he had spent were absolutely worthwhile.
The waterfall continued to cascade down with a thunderous roar, and Deng Qing intentionally experimented with the Bone-Tempering Two technique.
The moment he moved, he sensed something was different.
The water above continued to cascade down relentlessly, making a deafening roar. Yet, the terrifying sense of oppression it brought seemed to have suddenly diminished considerably.
He shifted his waist, followed the flow of the water, and then reached out with both hands.
The Phoenix Swaps the Nest, Carrying the Elephant Across the River, Elephant Hurls, Mountain Crumbles; the transitions between moves had become incredibly smooth and fluid.
As the practice continued, the growing Internal Breath continued to circulate throughout the body.
It would crawl through my waist and abdomen one moment, and then leap up my shoulders and back the next, feeling hot and bothersome, like a hot mouse had crawled inside me.
Deng Qing continued practicing on his own, while the White-Clad Woman squinted her eyes. She felt that she had witnessed a strange sight today, a sight that probably had never been seen before in the history of martial arts.
She thought either her eyes were playing tricks on her, or she had a problem with her martial arts knowledge; how could someone undergo such a dramatic transformation after just one training session?
She wanted to figure out the reason, and suddenly, she frowned and looked southwest, where three shadowy figures were rushing toward her.
When the White-Clad Woman saw the three people, Deng Qing also saw them.
He immediately leaped off the waterfall and quickly approached the White-Clad Woman.
When Deng Qing walked to the side of the White-Clad Woman, the three men had already arrived.
The woman in the lead was a young woman, who looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with bright eyes and a beautiful face.
She wore a deep purple dress, with a slender waist and a very full bust that pushed the front of the dress high.
As she walked, a gold hairpin swayed gently by her temple, quite eye-catching.
The middle-aged man accompanying her was dressed in a grayish-blue long gown, with a thin face and a short beard.
The other man was a young man in his early twenties, quite tall, dressed in a dark blue outfit, with a long sword at his waist, but his narrow eyes marred his handsome face.
The young woman smiled at the White-Clad Woman, "Sister Jian, it's been a long time."
The White-Clad Woman called her "sister" quite affectionately, but she didn't react.
The middle-aged man standing nearby stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Greetings, Elder Jian."
The White-Clad Woman raised her hand in return, "Greetings, Mr. Su."
The young man quickly cupped his hands and bowed, saying, "This junior greets Elder Jian."
The White-Clad Woman nodded slightly.
Deng Qing stood aside, pondering to himself, "So, the White-Clad Woman's surname is Jian, which is quite a rare surname."
As he was thinking this, the young woman's gaze suddenly turned to him.
Deng Qing emerged from the waterfall, his hair and clothes soaked through. His clothes clung to his shoulders and back, which ironically accentuated his tall and straight figure.
The young woman smiled and said, "Oh, quite the figure. Sister Jian, have you changed your style? This male concubine looks quite dashing, tall and with long legs. If you tidy him up, he could be very handsome."
Deng Qing frowned, silently labeling the young woman as a femme fatale.
The White-Clad Woman said coldly, " Zhao Feiyan, what are you doing here?"
The Retest is imminent, and the Martial Exam Student from Eastern Qilin Prefecture will be arriving soon. Why aren't you lining up over there? What are you doing here?"
"Sister Jian's words make it sound like you don't welcome me."
Zhao Feiyan smoothed her hair and said slowly, "Isn't it because someone secretly manipulated the nomination power for inclusion in the register? I can't just pretend I don't see something this big, can I?"
Deng Qing's heart skipped a beat. This venomous woman was after his place on the register; she was up to no good.
The White-Clad Woman said coldly, "This is my right, what's it to you?"
Zhao Feiyan said, "Well said, this is certainly Sister Jian's right."
As it happens, I also have this right, and I will use it to make a recommendation. Mr. Su, if I remember correctly, there is only one recommendation spot left, right?
Mr. Su nodded. "That's true."
Zhao Feiyan smiled and said, "That's going to be interesting. Since we both have our eyes on this nomination right, I think the only way to decide who gets it is through fair competition. That's why I've invited Mr. Su here. Sister Jian, let's draw a line."