"It's out!"
With a thought, Chu Qingyun's Primordial Power enveloped the thunder and guided it out of his Qi Sea, back into his ridians.
This ti, after being processed by the Devouring Martial Soul, the thunder had beco remarkably gentle. It was as if it had beco a part of Chu Qingyun's body. Even without the protection of his Primordial Power, it no longer caused any harm to his ridians.
He controlled the strand of thunder, circulating it through his ridians for a full cycle without any difficulty or damage.
This ant that Chu Qingyun had completed the first step of cultivating the Thunder Sword Manual: Introducing Thunder into the Body and Refining it!
When he stopped controlling it, the now-tad thunder returned to his Qi Sea. It settled into a corner, just like his Ten-star Vine Martial Soul and Shadow Martial Soul.
anwhile, the Devouring Martial Soul remained as it always was, floating silently and motionless in the center of his Qi Sea, occupying the best and largest territory.
'This Devouring Martial Soul is just too mysterious…'
Even Chu Qingyun himself couldn't fully comprehend his Devouring Martial Soul. All he could say was that it was mysterious and incredibly powerful.
Chu Qingyun was now eagerly looking forward to his Devouring Martial Soul advancing to Tier Four.
A Tier Four Martial Soul was considered a Middle Level Martial Soul, a qualitative leap from Tier Three. The power of a Tier Four Martial Soul far surpassed that of a Tier Three one!
After refining the thunder, Chu Qingyun endured the pain from his injuries and descended the mountain with You Yun.
Staying on a mountain peak during a thunderstorm was no joke. If he got struck by lightning, it would be ga over.
"You failed, didn't you? Refining thunder is extrely difficult without the help of a powerful expert. But don't be discouraged. You might succeed if you try a few more tis. Here's a potion for your internal injuries."
As You Yun spoke, she handed Chu Qingyun a small vial.
Having stood in the rainy night for a long ti, You Yun's hand was ice-cold.
Clutching the potion, Chu Qingyun grinned, a touch of warmth spreading through his heart. "I didn't fail, you know."
With that, he extended his other hand. A small, snake-like bolt of thunder erged from his palm heart, crackling with a dazzling Thunder Aura and dancing lightly in the dark night.
"You... you actually succeeded! On your first try!"
You Yun's eyes went wide with astonishnt, her face a mask of disbelief.
Forget a Tier Three Martial Artist like Chu Qingyun—even she herself wasn't a hundred percent confident she could succeed on the first attempt.
And yet, Chu Qingyun had done it!
"Heh, I really went through hell this ti. In the end, it was just luck that I succeeded."
The descent down the mountain aggravated the internal injuries in his ridians, causing Chu Qingyun to gasp in pain.
"Luck is a form of strength. The path of the Martial Dao is one of defiance against the heavens. No truly powerful expert has bad luck," You Yun said, having regained her composure.
Chu Qingyun thought for a mont and realized she had a point.
'The ones with bad luck are all dead…'
At the foot of the mountain, the two found a cave inhabited by a Tier Two Demon Beast, a giant wolf. At the re wisp of Martial Spirit aura that You Yun casually released, the giant wolf nearly pissed itself in fear, running off with its tail between its legs, whimpering.
Inside the cave, Chu Qingyun took the potion You Yun had given him. It was incredibly effective.
After consuming and refining it with his Primordial Power, the potion's effects quickly spread along with his Primordial Power, filling all nine of his ridians.
A cool, soothing sensation spread through all nine ridians, a comfort that radiated from the inside out, making Chu Qingyun hum softly in contentnt.
After nourishing his ridians with the potion and his Primordial Power for over an hour, the internal injuries were completely healed.
Without the potion, it would have taken at least ten days to recover just by nourishing them with Primordial Power alone.
Throughout the night, You Yun rested while Chu Qingyun was outside in the rain, practicing the first form of the Thunder Sword Manual.
In the rainy night, a blurry figure dodged and weaved, longsword in hand, repeating the monotonous Sword Techniques over and over again.
The moves of a King-rank Sword Technique were far more complex than those of a low-level one like the Gale Seven Swords.
Although the purple figure in his mind demonstrated it endlessly, actually executing the moves required a great deal of arduous practice.
Chu Qingyun had never been one to shy away from such effort.
So-called genius was one percent talent and ninety-nine percent perspiration. And most people's efforts never even reached the point where talent beca the deciding factor.
The next morning, the clouds parted and the rain stopped.
You Yun was awakened by a fragrant aroma. When she opened her eyes, she saw a slightly pale Chu Qingyun roasting two unidentifiable birds over a fire.
"You're awake? Have one."
Chu Qingyun smiled, tossing one of the fragrant roasted birds to You Yun.
However, You Yun set the roasted bird aside. She went outside to wash up and reapply her disguise before returning to the cave and slowly beginning to eat.
Chu Qingyun pouted and muttered, "Won are so much trouble..."
Then, he began to devour his own portion.
He had been practicing his Sword Technique for almost the entire night and was starving. He devoured a bird the size of a washbasin but was still only half-full.
After finishing his, he polished off the half that You Yun had left behind, finally letting out a satisfied sigh.
"You didn't sleep all night?"
"Yeah, I was practicing my sword forms all night."
"Cultivation isn't sothing that can be accomplished overnight. It's not sothing you can master just by putting in a burst of effort. Sotis, it also depends on serendipity and sudden enlightennt."
Hearing this, Chu Qingyun just smiled and said nothing more, but a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. 'Heh heh, the next ti we run into a suitable Demon Beast, I'll be sure to give you a shock!'
After walking for half the morning, the two seed to be completely lost in the Mist Forest, with no sign of a way out.
At this point, they were both feeling a little regretful.
They should have just bought the Demon Cores. Why did they have to make things difficult by venturing into this troubleso forest?
Just then, You Yun's ears twitched. She had suddenly heard the faint sound of people talking in the distance.
"Chu Qingyun, be quiet and follow . I hear people talking."
After calling Chu Qingyun over, the two of them moved quietly in the direction of the sound.
The voices grew clearer, and their pace quickened. Finally, after rounding a huge boulder, they saw a group of people!
There were more than a dozen people in the group, both n and won. Aside from the middle-aged man in the lead, all of them looked very young.
Seeing Chu Qingyun and You Yun suddenly appear and block their path, they all beca vigilant. A few even drew the weapons from their waists.
The middle-aged man raised a hand, signaling for the others not to act rashly. He then stepped forward, clasped his hands, and said, "I am Chen Jinshi of Fla City's Golden Lion Martial Arts Hall. Might I ask why you two are blocking our path?"
Chu Qingyun smiled and replied, "Ah, so it's Hall Master Chen. A pleasure. I am Chu Qingyun, and my... friend and I have gotten lost in this forest. I was wondering if Hall Master Chen might allow us to travel with you for a while?"
"Hall Master, we can't let strangers of unknown origin follow us."
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