"You, you..." The two young disciples, seeing how heartlessly Han Yan treated their master, as if he was working him like an ox or horse, were so angry they couldn’t speak.
"Don’t say anymore, let me continue," Qu Shanling stopped them, took a deep breath, and carried on.
Although he hadn’t been in contact with Mu Hanyan for long, he could tell that the Big Playboy Mu was determined in character. If she told him to continue, he just had to do so. Otherwise, if he angered her and she left in a huff, he would simply have to wait for death.
This time, Qu Shanling took a great step forward and finally performed the hand formation from before, but while practicing the next one, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
"I’m fine, really fine." Qu Shanling, seeing Mu Hanyan’s expression, continued on without waiting for the two disciples to rush over to him.
At this moment, Qu Da Master no longer had the appearance of a detached highbrow; his face was pale as gold paper, he was drenched in sweat, and his eyes were filled with bleakness and despair, mixed with a bit of regret: Ah, if only I had known, I should have eaten a bit more, having a little more to replenish myself would have been good.
Each hand formation he performed was full of hardships, practically with every step he took, he spat blood.
Huayue and Zirong, along with several others, watched with a chill in their hearts. Now they finally understood why Mu Hanyan and Qu Shanling didn’t avoid them.
Such Star Divination Techniques, even if they were asked to learn them, they dared not and were unwilling to learn.
The two disciples had long been watching tearfully, but to their astonishment, their master kept on going without falling, and the mantras he formed with his hands became more and more fluid as if the more blood he spat, the more spirited he became.
Before, they had not realized their master had such a good physique and such strong willpower.
Human potential is indeed endless. However, it’s not something that just anyone can bring out. Watching their master perform the hand formations while spitting blood, and then looking at the excited yet pitiless Mu Hanyan opposite them, they both felt a chill in their hearts.
Demon, truly deserving to be Heishi City’s number one playboy, this Mu Hanyan, was simply a demon. Falling into his hands, even if for a contract of twenty years of indentured servitude, they feared their master and they would not even have their bones left.
In their fear and despair, the two disciples did not see the realization in Mu Hanyan’s excited eyes. Although Qu Shanling had never learned the Heavenly Heart Technique, and the previous hand formations were indeed exhausting and damaging, as the hand formations gradually improved, they still benefited him. Even though he kept vomiting blood incessantly, his eyes were shining brightly, and his blood circulation didn’t show any problems, in fact, it was even smoother than before.
Continuing this way, once he completely unraveled the mystery of the Star Illusion Thousand Machine Technique, not only would he greatly benefit, but he would surely gain a lot as well. Not only would his Star Divination Skill rise to a higher level, but his cultivation would also see a considerable improvement. Follow current novels on novel-fire.net
Qu Shanling also noticed the changes in his body, found it strange, but didn’t have time to think more and just kept on with the hand formations.
Finally, after a big spray of fresh blood, Qu Shanling performed the last hand formation.
"Ha ha ha ha, I’ve succeeded, I’ve finally succeeded." Qu Shanling laughed out loud, threw his head back, and collapsed backward.
Even though he received some benefits from the page of the Star Illusion Thousand Machine Technique, who could endure vomiting blood one mouthful after another?
At this point, Zirong and Huayue finally understood why Qu Shanling had eaten such a rich and greasy meal so early in the morning; it turns out he had anticipated the tragic vomiting that was to follow and had desperately tried to replenish in advance.