Chu Lingguang figured that with the strength of Yun Hong, the old man with the goatee, and even Poisonous Snake, they should have all been able to tell that the Pile Skill he used wasn’t the Zhenyuan Pile Skill.
But none of them seed to think anything was amiss.
In fact, at the critical mont, the old man with the goatee and Yun Hong had even guided him to awaken more Bloodline Dragon Elephants. Perhaps it was because of their guidance that after he fell unconscious, it had been easier for his consciousness and bloodline to harmonize within the Blood-colored World.
This allowed him to obtain the full might of the Dragon Elephant Power.
There was no longer any distinction between main and branch vessels, or even the blood itself. With a single thought, every cell, every joint, every pore in his body was filled with Dragon Elephant Power.
This feeling of complete mastery over the Dragon Elephant Power, from head to toe, filled Chu Lingguang with confidence for the future.
Late that night,
Chu Lingguang set aside the Zhenyuan Technique.
He lay back on his bed to rest.
He checked his status panel.
The information hadn’t changed.
He had already skimd through the Zhenyuan Technique several tis, but he didn’t see it recorded on the panel. He was a little disappointed, but cultivating an Inner Power Heart thod was never an easy task.
Chu Lingguang had a hunch that after the first round of assessnts, the next skill everyone would have to learn and master would be a Bloodline Evolution Technique—naly, the Sunrise Bloodline.
The strength of his Dragon Elephant Power wasn’t just about the number of Dragon Elephants; it was also related to the strength of his bloodline. If his bloodline could evolve, his Dragon Elephants could evolve as well.
Ultimately, with the help of an Operation Technique, it would be able to display its greatest power.
Chu Lingguang had previously consulted Guo Wei about the Dantian Qi Sea.
Guo Wei had explained briefly.
To open a Dantian Qi Sea, one needed more than just the guidance of an Inner Power Heart thod. While so could form a Qi Vortex by relying on Breathing Techniques alone, the strength of the Dantian Qi Sea was related to both the Inner Power Heart thod one cultivated and the inherent strength of one’s bloodline and flesh and blood.
Only a powerful bloodline and potent Qi Blood Power could ensure the Dantian Qi Sea stood firm and unshakable, as steady as a mountain. This would allow the Qi Vortex within the body to surge forth in an endless torrent.
Bloodline Power and Flesh and Blood Power are the defensive bulwarks of the Dantian Qi Sea. Only when these two defensive layers are indestructible can the resulting Dantian Qi Sea be vast enough to accept all rivers, ceaselessly refining all kinds of power. Eventually, it forms a true Qi Sea, preventing its owner from ever being easily exhausted, no matter the situation.
Therefore, the cultivation trial for the Zhenyuan Technique would be at least ten days away. That ant Chu Lingguang had at least ten days to study this Cultivation Technique and try to get it recorded on his panel.
Early the next morning,
Chu Lingguang and the other students were summoned to the Martial Arts Arena.
Every three ters around the periter of the Martial Arts Arena stood a Black Armored Warrior. They were completely silent, as if cast from black iron, and stood watching the crowd.
Everyone knew these Black Armored Warriors were powerful. Many had already opened their Dantian Qi Sea, and they weren’t soone that students who had yet to even take the Provincial Examination could afford to provoke.
A short while later,
The old man with the goatee, Yun Hong, and the other officials in charge of the Trial Ground all appeared in the Martial Arts Arena.
The three youths in black, white, and yellow robes also arrived at the front of the crowd.
As soone with A-grade Talent, Chu Lingguang, along with Sima Army, Jin Huang, and the others, stood at the very front. This was a privilege of their status and the treatnt they deserved. But the three youths in black, white, and yellow robes stood even ahead of them.
Chu Lingguang didn’t know their identities and felt a surge of curiosity.
"Chu Lingguang, you’re finally awake."
The white-robed youth said, turning to look back at Chu Lingguang.
Chu Lingguang’s brow furrowed. The white-robed youth stood in the center-front of the crowd, while he and Sima Army were off to the side. There was a considerable distance between them. Although they were all at the front, the youth’s quiet voice, which was clearly a whisper, had a peculiar Penetration Power that allowed Chu Lingguang to hear him perfectly.
’A vibration.’
Chu Lingguang was reminded of the resonance between his own body and his Spear Technique—the phenonon that had sounded like a drumbeat in Zhuoyi’s mind. At the ti, that phenonon had been mistaken for the True aning of Spear Technique.
’It seems this white-robed youth has also mastered a special technique for vibrations, allowing him to transmit his voice in a unique way.’
Back then, Yun Hong had confird that what he’d mastered was not the True aning of Spear Technique. After using his Abdominal Vortex to secure his A Class identity token, Chu Lingguang had spoken with Sima Army and Jin Huang. He learned from them that on the path of Martial Arts, there existed a Sound Transmission Skill.
It could imperceptibly transmit one’s voice directly into another person’s mind, making it impossible for anyone nearby to detect.
The white-robed youth’s thod was clearly similar to sound transmission. However, since Chu Lingguang could see him whispering, he figured the youth probably needed more practice if he wanted to truly master the Sound Transmission Skill.
But Chu Lingguang couldn’t do what the white-robed youth did—turn a whisper into a voice that bood in the listener’s ear. So, Chu Lingguang simply gave him a slight nod in response.
"You were unconscious for nine days. Did you notice anything different?"
Seeing Chu Lingguang’s predicant, the white-robed youth took the initiative and walked over to him.
Chu Lingguang was inwardly alard.
’All the students in the Martial Arts Arena were observing the rules, standing in their designated spots without daring to move, awaiting instructions from Yun Hong and the others. Yet this white-robed youth dared to ignore the rules, strolling over to talk to him as if no one else was there.’
The other two youths, one in black robes and one in yellow, simply smiled and followed him over.
Yun Hong and the others saw this but, surprisingly, didn’t stop them.
"Those three are no ordinary people. They’re Instructor Yun Hong’s junior martial brothers, the ones he personally brought in."
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