Lin Zheyu didn’t stay at Baihua Tower long; he settled the bill and left.
After leaving Baihua Tower, he visited several pharmacies, spending two hundred and eighteen taels of silver to purchase fifteen sets of Blood-Nourishing and Bone-Strengthening Soup ingredients.
The price was so expensive, it made him feel a bit of heartache.
Compared to grain, oil, rice, and noodles, the price increase of medicinal materials was even more shocking, with the average cost of each set rising to nearly fifteen taels of silver.
Carrying the herbal medicines back to his small courtyard, he stored them safely in a secret compartment.
With the medicinal herbs ready, after selling jewelry and various poison powders and hidden weapons after the New Year, he could acquire about ten more sets of medicine, enough to use for a while.
What he lacked now was Source Power.
However, the acquisition of Source Power was stable; every four days, his Essence, Qi, and Spirit could recover to the peak, enabling him to surpass the limits of spirit and body for its acquisition.
Surpassing the limits is not only about the body’s limits but also the spirit’s limits.
The process of surpassing limits is a challenge to oneself, a process of transcending oneself.
Each time one surpasses the limits, it’s a dual test of body and spirit, with significant depletion to both.
The body can quickly recover through a diet rich in meat and nutrition, aided by medicinal soup.
Whereas the spirit can only naturally recover daily, requiring four days to reach the peak, which limits the speed of Source Power acquisition.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—
The sound of a blade slicing through air resounded in the courtyard.
Holding the saber, Lin Zheyu began practicing the Six Harmonies Saber Skill, with the entire courtyard filled with a chilling gleam.
His figure moved swiftly, the Golden Swan Skill complemented the Six Harmonies Saber Skill, adding a touch of agility and elegance to the saber technique, enhancing its power significantly.
As the Wild Bull Fist advanced to Perfection, his arm bones reached the level of being forged like iron, and his internal organs also achieved Perfection.
As long as his understanding of the Six Harmonies Saber Skill improves, he will soon reach Perfection in its realm.
Lin Zheyu immersed himself in the Six Harmonies Saber Skill.
With guidance from his senior brother, his saber skill improved significantly, nearing Minor Achievement.
After practicing for over an hour, he finally stopped, breathing heavily.
[Heavenly Dao rewards diligence]
Name: Lin Zheyu
Source Power: 0
Skills:
Wild Bull Fist (Perfection)
Golden Swan Skill (Fourth Layer 67%)
Turtle Breath Skill (Third Layer 1%)
Six Harmonies Saber Skill (Mastery 88%)
"Having someone to guide you is different from burying yourself in hard work; with my senior brother’s guidance, my saber skill realm improved swiftly."
Lin Zheyu looked at the data in his consciousness.
The proficiency of Six Harmonies Saber Skill suddenly increased by forty to fifty percent, nearing Minor Achievement.
As for Turtle Breath Skill, it remained at one percent.
The difficulty of cultivating Turtle Breath Skill increases the further you progress.
Without seven or eight years, or even a decade of meticulous research, it’s difficult to reach Third-Layer Perfection.
Upon reaching Third-Layer Perfection, one can perfectly hide one’s strength even in front of a Martial Arts Grandmaster.
Such terrifying body control ability makes it incredibly challenging to practice before reaching the Grandmaster Realm.
After stretching and washing up, Lin Zheyu sat cross-legged on the bed early.
With attempts over this period, he found the efficiency of cultivating Turtle Breath Skill was highest before sleeping and upon waking.
Moreover, exerting the Turtle Breath Skill to the fullest before sleep helps him enter a deep sleep state, aiding spirit recovery.
...
Next morning.
Neiyang Prefecture of the Xing Family.
This is Xing Jinglong’s home.
It was the end of the year, lively outside with sounds of firecrackers filling the air.
But inside Neiyang Prefecture, white silk hung everywhere, with sounds of heart-wrenching cries emanating from inside.
A middle-aged woman was trembling all over, crying at the coffin: "Long’Er, my Long’Er, how could you be so heartless to leave your mother behind and go."
"Long’Er, you died so tragically, we can’t even find your body, sob..."
Hearing his mother’s cries, Xing Jing’an clenched his fist, his face incredibly somber.
Xing Jinglong was his blood-related brother, among the father’s dozen children, he had the best relationship with Xing Jinglong.
"Dad, how is the investigation going on your side, any clues?"
Xing Jing’an asked the middle-aged man beside him.
The man, mighty like Xing Jinglong, with a mustache, eyes shining like copper bells.
He was the father of Xing Jinglong and Xing Jing’an, named Xing Zhiyuan.
Belonging to a collateral line in the Xing Family, ranked thirteenth among his generation.
His Martial Dao talent was decent, having cultivated to the Peak of Refining Internal Realm, considered outstanding among his peers.
However, he spent a lifetime in the city guard, honing spirit through military formations, perceiving blood energy but still couldn’t breakthrough to the Qi Blood Realm.
"No, the person who did it was thorough, leaving no traces."
Xing Zhiyuan said in a deep voice, his face extremely unpleasant.
Among the dozen children with wives and concubines, only Xing Jing’an and Xing Jinglong had exceptional Martial Dao talents.
Xing Jinglong had hope to cultivate to the Peak of Refining Internal Realm, but breaking through to Qi Blood Realm requires a miracle, while Xing Jing’an was more talented, likely to break through to Qi Blood Realm.
The rest were incapable, difficult cases.
Yet just yesterday, one of his promising sons, Xing Jinglong, died outside Songyi City.
Rage filled the heart of Xing Zhiyuan.
"Dad, perhaps we should bring in Lin Zheyu from the Feihong Gang to question, since Jinglong was chasing him out of town, we might get some leads from him." Xing Jing’an suggested.
"He’s just a minor figure, likely doesn’t know much."
"Zhao Wude and Qiao Spring were also present at the time, along with ten elite soldiers, even a regular Qi Blood Martial Artist couldn’t silence them."
"Perhaps someone is waiting for us to lose patience and act impulsively in the city, acting now may fall into the trap of the planners behind the scenes."