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Chapter 53: Severing the Dragon's Veins
Chapter 53: Severing the Dragon's Veins
After cleaning up the table, Shen Yi saw that the old lady was about to bring up the topic of introducing him to a young lady again.
He quickly found an excuse and returned to his room.
As the saying goes, one should settle down and establish a career. But with his current precarious situation and dangerous line of work, he had no time to spare for such thoughts.
Closing the door behind him, he sat down on the bed.
Shen Yi popped three Open Meridian Pills into his mouth. Instantly, a strong bitter taste coated his tongue, reminiscent of the bitter flavor of huanglian.
Fortunately, he had experienced worse, having swallowed the raw and putrid beast essence before, so this was nothing in comparison.
With a calm gaze, Shen Yi summoned the panel.
Jade Liquid Art: Severing the Dragon's Veins (Uninitiated)
Remaining Demon Lifespan: 300 years
This lifespan was originally kept as a reserve for emergencies.
If he exhausted it all and then encountered a powerful demon, with his current foundation, using the Heaven-Piercing Blood Evil just once would cause him to become debilitated.
Moreover, now that he had joined the Demon Suppression Force, he had a means to improve his internal skills for breaking through the Jade Liquid Realm. Once he became more familiar with his surroundings, acquiring more lifespan should not be difficult. The Demon Suppression Force was likely a place where he could obtain a substantial amount of lifespan.
With that in mind, having 300 years' worth of demon lifespan in his possession at this moment still made him feel a bit inadequate.
Shen Yi shook his head, dispelling all distracting thoughts. He began to channel batches of demon lifespan into the Severing the Dragon's Veins technique.
Regardless, any improvement would increase his chances of survival when faced with danger. Survival came first, and everything else could come later.
...
Year 1: You diligently studied the content of the book, refining the medicinal power within your body. Having never tasted such a precious elixir before, you were extremely frugal, unwilling to waste even a bit of its power.
Year 3: You consumed the second pill, and your meridians and acupoints were widened once more. The content of the book was already deeply ingrained in your mind, and countless pieces of information about meridians surged into your brain. Your eyes shone with a clarity unclouded by knowledge.
Year 9: You absorbed the effects of the last pill completely. Your major acupoints had widened by tenfold, and you felt a slight relief. Although you still didn't quite understand what meridians were, you continued to observe all things diligently.
...
No wonder the General only passed on one ultimate technique to each disciple.
If the Four Harmonious True Evil was about the manipulation of qi, then Severing the Dragon's Veins was an extreme technique for the physical body, two completely unrelated fields.
Each required an immense amount of time to master, and excelling in just one of them was already extremely challenging.
To master one technique was to reign supreme over those at the same realm, and that was because those who could learn it were extraordinary to begin with.
If one had mediocre talent, they might never grasp the true essence of the technique in their lifetime.
"I want them all," Shen Yi muttered as he took out the lifespan essence of demons he had accumulated over several decades and poured it into the technique.
...
Year 26: You extended your palm and gently caressed the rough tree bark, your fingertips dancing across the tree trunk. You pressed your ear against it, as if listening to the "heartbeat" of the tree.
Year 48: You lifted a giant boulder as if it were an egg incubating life within. A manic smile appeared on your face! Ah! You've understood!
Year 69: You sat on the ground, dejected and dispirited. You had gone insane. You propped yourself up and began pounding on the boulder, weathered by wind and rain, in a fit of rage. Moments later, you muttered in a daze, as if in a trance, "This stone seems to be dead, hey."
Severing the Dragon's Veins: Initiated
Year 71: Your proficiency in fist and palm techniques reached its peak, and your palm strikes became increasingly smooth and fluid. Severing the Dragon's Veins: Minor Achievement.
Year 73: After finally understanding the concept of the meridians of all things, all that remained was to grasp the timing of your strikes. Severing the Dragon's Veins: Major Achievement.
Year 75: Severing the Dragon's Veins: Perfection.
...
An epiphany struck him.
The sudden rapid progress that followed reminded Shen Yi that he was a genius when it came to fist and palm techniques. The time he had spent on the Panyun Long Fist in the past didn't seem entirely wasted.
In just five years, he had perfected a Jade Liquid Realm fist and palm technique, from initiation to perfection.
Shen Yi closed the panel and pondered over his gains with his eyes closed.
The most noticeable improvement was the abundant and surging qi essence filling his major acupoints, far surpassing the previous level.
For others, such an improvement might only be equivalent to doubling their physical strength.
But for Shen Yi, it finally allowed him to unleash a more powerful Heaven-Piercing Blood Evil technique, instead of the "low-power" version he had been restricted to due to his insufficient foundation.
Moreover, with his doubled qi refining speed, he would still only need five years' worth of demon lifespan to replenish his deficit.
"Severing the Dragon's Veins is actually a means of imposing a restriction," Shen Yi murmured as he spread out his pale and distinctively-jointed palms.
Without injuring the skin, his palms became sharp as blades, capable of severing meridians and blocking acupoints, sealing off life force and ensuring death.
He recalled how Lin Baiwei had once fallen victim to a similar demonic art, and given her Jade Liquid Realm perfection, the demon responsible was most likely a Pill Formation realm expert.
With a Jade Liquid Realm martial art, one could touch upon higher-level techniques.
These seventy-five years had been well spent.
...
The following days were relatively comfortable.
In Boyun County, one had to constantly be on guard against demons trying to take their heads.
But within this quiet courtyard, one could enjoy a moment of peace.
After all, beyond the walls lay the Demon Suppression Force headquarters, spanning over 2,800 acres, where everyone wore cloud-patterned black shirts, and countless auras converged like sharp blades piercing the clouds.
This was the safest place in all of Qingzhou.
Even Shen Yi couldn't help but relax for a few days, giving his tense nerves a break.
He had already acquired the martial art, and his agreement with Lin Baiwei was as good as fulfilled.
But the old lady's skill in pickling vegetables was quite impressive, and when paired with rice porridge, it was extremely appetizing, even if it didn't fill one's stomach.
Since they didn't mind his presence, Shen Yi was happy to stay a few more days.
Of course, it would be even better if that Fang gentleman hadn't always hidden a faint look of disdain when teaching him Severing the Dragon's Veins.
Shen Yi wasn't sure how he had offended the other party.
Nor did he have the time to spare thinking about it.
He wasn't skilled or interested in flattery, or he wouldn't have ended up the way he did in his previous life.
"Share your insights."
Fang Heng put away his fists and looked indifferently into the distance.
Shen Yi, standing at his side with his hands hanging down, thought for a moment before replying, "It's quite good."
Fang Heng's Severing the Dragon's Veins technique seemed to have just entered the Minor Achievement stage recently, as his fists and palms already carried a certain degree of heat. Considering Fang Heng's age and comparing it to the fact that it had taken Shen Yi seventy years to comprehend the profundity of the technique, it was quite impressive.
Although it was still a bit rough, it was truly quite good, and Shen Yi admitted that he was far inferior in this regard.
"Hmph."
Hearing Shen Yi's perfunctory response, Fang Heng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a trace of unnoticeable ridicule.
He didn't say anything more but instead turned and walked back into the house.
Suddenly, noisy footsteps could be heard from outside the courtyard.
"Brother Shen, come out quickly."
Liu Xijue poked his head into the courtyard and whispered, "Hurry up and get ready, it's time to get to work."
"Alright, give me a moment."
Upon hearing this, Shen Yi rubbed his wrists, feeling that he had rested enough. He couldn't afford to dull the sharpness in his heart any further.
No matter how comfortable it was here, it had nothing to do with him, and it couldn't protect him for the rest of his life.
He took a step back into his room to retrieve his knife.
At that moment, the sturdy figure slowly turned around.
Fang Heng looked at him coldly, raising his eyebrows slightly. A hint of chill lurked in his calm voice as he asked, "Who gave you permission to agree?"
"..."
Upon hearing this, Shen Yi's figure paused slightly.
He turned his head and looked back.
After a moment, a slight curve appeared on Shen Yi's handsome face, and a faint hint of danger emerged in his eyes.
(End of Chapter)
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