Chapter 106: Zhu Shi Jie's Prank, Training Internal Organs, and the Unerring Art of the Eye-Piercing

Chapter 106: Zhu Shi Jie's Prank, Training Internal Organs, and the Unerring Art of the Eye-Piercing Flow (4K)



"Hmm? Zhu Shi Jie, what did you do to me?"

Xue Jing furrowed his brows and asked directly.

"I... I didn't do anything."

Zhu Shan Ying placed her hands behind her back and took two steps back, her face filled with guilt.

"I really didn't do anything!"

The young girl protested.

Xue Jing looked at her for a moment, then said, "I don't believe you."

He rubbed his temples and stood up, walking towards Zhu Shan Ying.

The girl backed away as he advanced, taking a step back for each step he took, always keeping her hands behind her back as if they were playing a game of cat and mouse.

"I really didn't do anything... Don't come any closer!"

She said in a flustered manner.

But Xue Jing ignored her plea and quickened his pace towards her.

"Wait... Wait a moment!"

Zhu Shan Ying had backed herself into a corner, with no room left to retreat.

Xue Jing paid no heed and reached out to hold her head, his fingers brushing through her long, smooth hair like a black waterfall.

Then, as if twisting a bottle cap, he turned his palm, causing the petite girl to turn around involuntarily, revealing what she had been hiding behind her back.

"Hmm? Lipstick?"

In Zhu Shan Ying's hand was a small, black rectangle—an expensive-looking lipstick.

Xue Jing rubbed his fingers across his lips, then took the lipstick from her to examine it, finding a hint of red on his fingertips.

"I just thought that since you're so handsome, you'd look even better with some makeup,"

"So I couldn't help but apply a little bit on you."

Zhu Shan Ying explained sheepishly, her face full of guilt.

"It does look good! If you dressed up and wore women's clothes, you'd definitely captivate everyone!"

Xue Jing gave her an exasperated look.

"Your idea is nice, but don't think about it again."

Zhu Shan Ying quickly stepped forward, hugging his arm and coquettishly said,

"Don't be angry, little junior disciple. I won't do it again..."

Her soft touch on his arm made him pause as he looked at her, deep in thought.

"I'm not really angry... But it sounds like you're leaving room for a next time?"

The girl continued to act coy.

"Alright, I'm here to invite you to lunch, let's go downstairs, little junior disciple."

Xue Jing nodded.

The two of them left the training room together.

Zhu Shan Ying stayed two steps behind Xue Jing, gazing at his back with a relieved expression.

She then lightly touched her own bright red lips, her cheeks flushing slightly as a smile played at the corners of her mouth.

...

After lunch with the mischievous Zhu Shi Jie, she left to take care of some business.

Xue Jing, feeling the persistent dryness in his spirit and a rare sense of fatigue, decided to take a break and not train today.

He carried the Fu Tu Knife and left the manor, hailing a taxi to check on the renovation progress at the Hidden Dragon Dojo and to visit his master, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.

Although the Zhu family's manor and the Hidden Dragon Dojo were in different districts, they weren't far apart, and it took less than half an hour to arrive.

Xue Jing scanned the code to pay the fare, thanked the driver, and stepped out of the car. He entered the office building and took the elevator up to the dojo.

The constant sounds of pounding and drilling filled the air as Xue Jing approached the reception desk for a look.

There, he saw the figure of the receptionist, the same qipao-clad woman with a curvaceous figure whom he had met on his first visit to the dojo.

She was leaning on the reception desk, idly browsing through her phone, looking as if she might fall asleep at any moment.

Feeling playful, Xue Jing silently approached her and tapped the desk with his finger joints.

It seemed like a casual tap, but the force was focused into his fingertips, causing the marble desk to emit a deep, dull thud.

The qipao-clad woman, already in a position where she could easily be startled by any sound from the desk, jumped in surprise, leaping up from her chair.

But Xue Jing didn't linger and walked through the door without a sound after the tap.

The woman lifted her head, but seeing nothing in front of her, she muttered in surprise,

"...Did I just see a ghost?"

Entering the dojo, Xue Jing looked around. The renovations were almost complete—the corridors were mostly done, and the training hall was in the process of laying a new rubber floor. The newly purchased equipment was also being installed.

It seemed like the renovations would be finished in a few days.

After taking in the progress, he walked further inside and entered the meditation room.

This room was constructed with special materials, making it the most soundproof area in the entire dojo. Even with the loud noises of the ongoing renovations outside, once the door was closed, the meditation room remained remarkably quiet, with only faint sounds penetrating the peace.

Xueheng opened the door and walked in, closing it behind him.

"Master."

Xueheng greeted respectfully as he entered, addressing Li Qi, who was flipping through an ancient bound volume at his desk.

"Hmm? Little Xueheng, you're here at just the right time. I haven't seen you in a few days."

Li Qi set down his book and smiled in reply.

He extended his hand and spun his wheelchair to face Xueheng, reaching out to grasp his wrist.

A surge of energy seeped into Xueheng's body through his wrist, causing the true dragon within him to instinctively stir with an angry dragon's roar, ready to counter-attack.

However, Xueheng's strong mental will immediately suppressed the dragon's discontent, silencing it.

Li Qi was astonished.

"You've managed to control the true dragon within you to this extent... It's unbelievable how much progress you've made in such a short time."

After a habitual sigh, Li Qi calmed himself and used his energy sense to perceive Xueheng's current physical state.

As he gathered more information, he nodded in satisfaction.

"Excellent. Your progress in the 'Five Great Trainings' is impressive. Tch, this perfect bodily structure—I really want to see your genetic analysis..."

"Your progress has reached the stage where you can start training from the outside in, focusing on 'Nourishing the Organs'..."

After a moment, Li Qi released Xueheng's wrist and fell into contemplation.

"Alright, from now on, when you're practicing the Shaking Armor Technique, you need to add a few more movements. As for the medicine, you'll be switching to 'Dragon Thunder Powder.'"

Xueheng furrowed his brows, confused. "'Dragon Thunder Powder'?"

Li Qi explained, "This is our Hidden Dragon Style's secret medicine for 'Nourishing the Organs.' It's made from some special plants found in the borderlands."

"Pure-blooded dragon species can breathe and wield a unique type of lightning called 'Dragon Thunder.' Occasionally, some plants struck by this lightning survive, absorbing the power of Dragon Thunder within them."

"The Dragon Thunder Powder is made primarily from these plants. When used in conjunction with the Shaking Armor Technique, it can vibrate and temper your five viscera, resulting in remarkable effects. Its only drawback... is its high cost."

Xueheng twitched his lips. "How expensive are we talking about, Master?"

Li Qi thought for a moment before answering, "At your current rate of progress, if you were to consume a sufficient amount of Dragon Thunder Powder daily... it would cost over 300,000 yuan."

"You still have a little over 20 million yuan in your account, which should last for two months. Don't worry." Li Qi patted Xueheng's shoulder reassuringly.

"...That's a ridiculous expense," Xueheng muttered, somewhat speechless.

He hadn't even gotten used to having 20 million yuan, and now he was being told it would be gone in two months?

Li Qi waved his hand dismissively. "Your talent is extraordinary, and so the medicine you use must also be of the finest quality. Otherwise, it would be a waste of your talent. There are alternative options for nourishing the organs, but since we can afford the best, there's no need to settle for less."

"If there's something we need, we buy it. Money isn't truly spent; it's just changing form to stay by your side."

Xueheng cleared his throat. "Right, Master. I've already grasped four of the Five Great Killing Techniques, but I haven't made any progress with the last one, the 'Eye-Piercing Flow'..."

The Five Great Killing Techniques of the Hidden Dragon Style.

The defensive technique related to 'Skin' – Golden Scale Shift.

The explosive technique related to 'Flesh' – Cyclone Thunder.

The counter-attack technique related to 'Bones' – Cloud-Sealing Tail.

The defense-breaking technique related to 'Blood' – Shaking Star Fire.

Xueheng had mastered all of these, except for the technique related to 'Tendons', the Eye-Piercing Flow, which remained elusive, with no signs of insight so far.

Strangely enough, Xueheng felt that this technique should have been the one he resonated with the most...

Li Qi smiled and said, "There's no need to rush. The Eye-Piercing Flow is a bit special; it involves the profound aspects of 'Tendon Training' and is linked to 'Organ Training.'"

Xueheng tilted his head, curious. "How so?"

"The so-called 'Organ Training' is an extension of the 'Five Great Trainings,'" Li Qi began to explain.

"In ancient medical arts and Taoist theories, the five viscera are intimately connected to the 'Five Bodies.' The lung corresponds to the skin, the spleen to the flesh, the liver to the tendons, the kidney to the bones, and the heart to the blood."

"When the lungs are strong, the skin is resilient. When the spleen is strong, the flesh is sturdy. When the liver is strong, the tendons are supple. When the kidneys are strong, the bones are full. And when the heart is strong, the blood is abundant."

"Our Hidden Dragon Style is an external martial art. We start from the outside and work our way in, training the skin, flesh, tendons, bones, and blood first, and then using the strength of the Five Bodies to benefit the Five Viscera."

"Li Qi extended his withered hand, pointing to his aged and cloudy eyes.

'The five bodies correspond with the five viscera, as well as the five senses.'

'Sight, sound, smell, taste, and touch, or in other words, visual, auditory, olfactory, gustatory, and tactile senses.'

'Eye-Piercing Flow is a deadly move related to the 'tendons,' corresponding to the liver among the five viscera. A strong liver leads to sharp vision!'

'Thus, the key to Eye-Piercing Flow doesn't lie in the 'tendons' themselves, but in the 'eyes.'

'This technique is an 'infallible art,' piercing through all the enemy's illusions. Like a true dragon's gaze piercing through the flowing mists, it reveals all weaknesses and vulnerabilities, ensuring a hit with every strike.'

'Once you begin training your viscera and temper your liver to a certain extent, you'll naturally comprehend this art.'

Xue Jing understood, and exclaimed, 'So that's how it is!'

Li Qi smiled and said, 'Once you've comprehended all five of the Great Killing Techniques, the next step is to merge them into one—the ultimate secret technique, 'Point-Eye.'...'

He couldn't help but marvel, 'You've made incredible progress. It's only been a little over a month, and yet I feel like you're about to drain me dry of all my secrets.'

Changing the subject, he continued, 'Alright, I'll teach you the additional movements for training the viscera in the Shaking Armor Technique. Extend your hand.'

Xue Jing did as he was told.

Li Qi grabbed his wrist, infusing his grip with energy. Then, like a chef tossing noodles, he gave Xue Jing's arm a flick.

Xue Jing suppressed the agitation of the true dragon within him and relinquished control of his body, allowing Li Qi's energy to guide his movements and breathing in a complex dance.

This set of movements was part of the Shaking Armor Technique's 'Tendon Training,' and as Xue Jing's body swayed, the fascia surrounding his muscles began to tingle and ache.

Even after executing dozens of familiar movements, his body didn't stop, but instead transitioned into a new set of motions—more intricate and challenging, straining not only his fascia but also his internal viscera.

Closing his eyes, Xue Jing entered an introspective state.

Within his field of vision, his liver, a brownish-red organ, trembled and pulsated in sync with his external movements, secreting a small amount of cloudy, dark-colored substance.

His blood circulation accelerated, carrying this substance away from his liver, leaving the organ's surface with a slightly clearer and more translucent sheen.

Although his inner vision lacked light, Xue Jing somehow sensed this change.

When the routine was complete, Xue Jing opened his eyes.

His fascia tingled and ached, his liver felt sore, yet he also felt refreshed and invigorated.

He blinked, unsure if it was his imagination, but his vision seemed even sharper than before.

'How do you feel?' Li Qi asked.

Xue Jing thought for a moment and replied, 'My vision seems to have improved.'

Li Qi nodded in acknowledgment.

'A strong liver leads to sharp vision. As you begin training your viscera, your five senses will become increasingly acute. When I was young, I knew a little Daoist girl who cultivated the Yellow Granny Technique to an extraordinary level, specializing in 'Spleen Training,' which enhanced her tactile sense. She could sense footsteps from dozens of kilometers away just by touching the ground, and even gauge her opponent's strength from those footsteps.'

Xue Jing was astonished. 'That's incredible!'

A human radar...

'Indeed,' Li Qi affirmed.

'I wonder how that girl is doing now. Back then, I had a disagreement with her master, and I ended up receiving a strike from the Golden Bottle Palm. That was the second-closest I've ever come to dying...'

Xue Jing interjected, 'Master, I'd much rather hear about Madam's stories...'

Li Qi choked upon hearing this and glared at him. 'You're deliberately provoking me, aren't you? Fine, I won't tell you then.'

Xue Jing smiled, and suddenly, a thought occurred to him. 'Right, Master, there's something else.'

'I have a friend who mentioned a theory to me...'

Xue Jing proceeded to explain Wu Youqing's theory of 'spiritual power interfering with self-reality' to Li Qi.

After listening intently, Li Qi fell into deep thought.

Then, his eyes lit up with realization, joy, and a myriad of other emotions.

'So that's how it is... Now many things make sense...'

Li Qi seemed to have figured something out, as he muttered to himself, his cloudy eyes losing focus.

Time passed, and eventually, Li Qi snapped back to reality, his expression complex.

'A single true sentence is worth more than ten thousand volumes of falsehoods...'

'I... I've taken the long way around...'

He reached out and patted Xue Jing's shoulder, his face filled with gratification.

'Good boy, good boy...'

'Thank your friend on my behalf. I owe them a great debt of gratitude...' Li Qi sighed.

...

(End of Chapter)

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