Family Letter

Chen Xian really wanted to slap himself after figuring it out.

He had wasted so much experience points just to understand one thing.

It was also his fault for not understanding the Surging Origin Realm, relying entirely on the system's deductions combined with his own thoughts, which led him down a long, winding path.

He should have asked Ding Chen more earlier, maybe he would have understood.

But then again, maybe not...

Staring at the remaining 107 experience points on the panel, Chen Xian pondered for a moment before continuing to condense his acupoints.

[After ten months of arduous cultivation, your Ox Demon Breathing Technique has reached Minor Accomplishment, and you have condensed three acupoints.]

[Martial Art: Ox Demon Breathing Technique (Minor Accomplishment)]

Looking at the system prompt, Chen Xian instantly felt a burning sensation in two more places on his body, with powerful airflow impacting his flesh and skin.

Not only that, but airflow was also rolling through his blood vessels and meridians.

Chen Xian knew that the blood vessels contained blood energy, and the meridians contained vital energy. The combination of the two with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth condensed at the acupoints, forming a new power—Origin Qi.

The so-called Surging Origin was to fill the acupoints and then use Origin Qi to break through the meridians throughout the body; this process was called Surging Origin.

[After ten months of arduous cultivation, your Ox Demon Breathing Technique has reached Major Accomplishment, and you have condensed five acupoints.]

[Martial Art: Ox Demon Breathing Technique (Major Accomplishment)]

[Experience: 87 points]

Chen Xian smiled bitterly. It had taken him over a year to condense five acupoints.

It seemed that condensing acupoints was not an easy step either.

Feeling the power transmitted from the five acupoints to his blood vessels and veins, Chen Xian was finally a little satisfied.

Just by condensing five acupoints, he felt his strength increase by half a cauldron's worth.

If all three hundred and sixty acupoints were condensed, his physical strength would be even more terrifying.

Chen Xian stopped condensing acupoints and put away the panel.

His current realm and strength were far greater than Chief Medic Zhao Tong's. To avoid suspicion, he had to proceed gradually.

Condensing four or five acupoints every day, he would fill all three hundred and sixty acupoints in three months.

By then, deducing the Surging Origin Realm cultivation technique would be much easier.

The next three days.

Chen Xian cooked and trained every day, using the remaining 87 experience points to elevate the Ox Demon Breathing Technique to the Perfected realm.

The so-called Perfected realm meant a more acute perception of the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and a faster and smoother condensation of spiritual energy when activating the breathing technique, reaching his current peak.

As for acupoint condensation, he had condensed twenty, with 57 experience points remaining.

His physical strength had increased by another half cauldron's worth, reaching three cauldrons of strength.

In addition, Zhao Tong had assigned a cook to their team.

Day after day.

Five days passed in a blink of an eye, and Chen Xian finally used up all his experience points, condensing forty-three acupoints, and his physical strength reached four cauldrons.

If he encountered a late-stage Lesser Demon like a Tiger Demon again, he was confident he could kill it with one strike.

However, he had become so powerful in less than a month since his transmigration.

Chen Xian was also full of confidence for the future.

Of course, besides his own progress, Ding Chen, Wang Yan, Qin Fei, and others were also improving.

Especially Ding Chen, who had already reached Body Refinement Completion and applied for the Blood Flame Ox Demon Technique from Zhao Tong. The others were also on their way to Body Refinement Completion.

One day.

Ding Chen found Chen Xian, who was washing clothes.

"Brother Ding, what's up?"

Ding Chen put his hands behind his back, a smile curling his lips: "Guess!"

Chen Xian couldn't help but roll his eyes. Guess what!

He dropped the clothes in his hand, stood up, looked around, and asked in a low voice, "Did you get a cultivation technique?"

Ding Chen was slightly stunned when he heard this.

Was this guy's mind only filled with cultivation techniques?

Even if he was in the late stage of the Blood Moving Realm now, he wouldn't be able to cultivate a Surging Origin Realm technique anytime soon, right?

"Guess again!"

"Did Wang Yan go to the toilet without bringing toilet paper?" Chen Xian asked tentatively.

Wang Yan, adjusting his belt, walked over from a distance and happened to hear this, his face darkening: "Chen Xian, that's enough. It was only that one time..."

"Hahaha...!"

Wang Yan, Qin Fei, and the others couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Ding Chen also chuckled speechlessly and glanced at Chen Xian, "How long has it been since you last received a letter from home?"

"...A letter from home?"

Chen Xian blinked. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him. Oh right, the original owner had a family.

At this moment, Ding Chen took out a yellow envelope and mumbled, "For Brother Chen Xian's eyes only!"

"Brother Chen Xian... Oh my..."

Ding Chen put on a nasally, affected voice, shuddering slightly, and handed the envelope to Chen Xian.

Wang Yan, Qin Fei, and the others gathered around, wanting to see who had written to Chen Xian.

Chen Xian stared at the envelope, a bitter smile on his lips.

Of course, the envelope had more than just those six words; it also had the address: Ninth Demon Suppression Army, Ninth Battalion.

Then, amidst the crowd's boisterous teasing, he opened the envelope. Inside were three sheets of rough paper, with delicate and elegant handwriting.

Everyone craned their necks to look.

Chen Xian carefully read the letter.

The closing signature was "Sister Yujiao," followed by a date.

"Sister Yujiao, is that a love letter, hahaha..."

Wang Yan and the others teased Chen Xian.

Chen Xian held the letter, and a vision of a graceful figure in plain clothes, in the prime of her youth, involuntarily appeared in his mind.

According to the original owner's memories, it was Cai Yujiao, his childhood sweetheart.

The letter mentioned three people in total.

The first was Cai Yujiao herself, the second was the original owner's sister, Chen Rong, and the third was the original owner's father.

The content was mostly about recent events and expressions of longing, and it also asked how 'he' was doing in the military camp.

For Chen Xian, receiving such a letter out of the blue brought an indescribable feeling.

After all, he wasn't the original owner, just someone who retained the original owner's soul memories.

But this letter brought a sliver of warmth to his lonely heart, a sense of belonging.

It also brought a touch of joy and anticipation to his monotonous life in the military camp.

Chen Xian smiled, put the letter back into the envelope, folded it, and tucked it into his chest.

Then, he grabbed Wang Yan. "Brother Wang, let's spar!"

"Hahaha... I'm not laughing...!" Wang Yan shook his head, laughing. Sparring with Chen Xian was just asking for trouble.

He immediately broke free from Chen Xian's grasp and ran off into the distance.

"Brother Fei, let's spar!" Chen Xian lunged towards Qin Fei.

"Chen Xian, I was just laughing at Wang Yan using his hands to... " Qin Fei also ran away, laughing heartily.

"Qi Shan, you little punk, still laughing, huh?"

"Haha...!"

The group ran off, laughing.

Chen Xian glanced at them, shook his head speechlessly, and squatted down to continue washing clothes.

After that.

The Cooks' Camp didn't go out to clear the battlefield again, so Chen Xian didn't have any opportunities to gain Experience Points.

Every night, he relied on himself to condense his acupoints, his progress as slow as a crawling turtle.

However, condensing acupoints was originally a process that required patience and accumulation, like dripping water forming an ocean.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Xian had been in this world for a month. He had gradually grown accustomed to life here and integrated with everyone.

Occasionally, he would joke with Wang Yan, Qin Fei, and the others to alleviate the monotony of daily life. Other times, he spoke very little.

He spent most of his time practicing his skills.

Seeing his diligence and effort, Wang Yan and the others finally understood why Chen Xian's initial display of skill had been so astonishing.

It was naturally related to Chen Xian's dedication and hard work.

One day, Ding Chen returned to the camp with a bruised and swollen face. Chen Xian was practicing his Blade Technique. Even though he had already reached the Completion stage, he was still practicing and seeking enlightenment.

"Brother Ding, did someone beat you up?" Chen Xian stopped his practice and asked with a frown.

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