"The handwriting is exactly the sa?" The delicate young man was shocked in his heart.
He had thought the words on the third page were left by so elder, but unexpectedly, they were written by his senior brother.
Due to his blind worship of Chu Huaixu, he beca even more convinced that this was a Supre Divine Skill!
——Could his senior brother really deceive him?
Xu Ziqing had his own imagined reasoning:
"Senior Brother is clearly not an ordinary Registered Disciple."
"Even the Sixth Elder would co to the bamboo house for secret talks with him."
"The Cultivation Technique he practices, how could it lack expert oversight?"
The delicate young man understood, realizing that without effort, there is no reward.
The greater the difficulty, the more it highlights its power.
"How could a Supre Divine Skill be easy to master?" Xu Ziqing thought there was no such luck in the world.
——To master this skill, one must endure pain first!
"This is the price I have to pay! But in the face of deep-seated hatred, it is insignificant." The delicate young man clenched his fist tightly.
Continue practicing! Continue practicing! Continue practicing!
Just practice more if you’re weak!
Xu Ziqing seed like he was possessed, starting to repeatedly circulate his energy, with Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi surging towards him, constantly hamring and tempering his body.
Towards the end, he wasn’t falling asleep but rather blacking out due to the accumulated pain and exhaustion.
The east brightened as the sun rose high.
Chu Huaixu got up early.
Back on Earth, he often worked into late nights due to his profession.
He lived a lifestyle that was nearly inverted, often lacking sleep because he had to comply with his bosses’ schedules.
Fortunately, he was always optimistic, constantly comforting himself: "The lifespan lost by staying up late, I’ve made up for by spending more ti being awake. Staying up late increases youth ti, lessens old age ti, it’s super damn worth it!"
After crossing into this world, he started going to bed and waking up early.
As a result, even though Han Shuangjiang had already prepared a delicious breakfast, Xu Ziqing hadn’t woken up yet.
Chu Huaixu went to knock on the door with an unhappy face: "Get up!"
The delicate young man woke with a start, realizing he was late.
He opened the door to hear Chu Huaixu say: "Is this your first day not being a servant, and you’re already lazing in bed?"
"Senior Brother, I was wrong." Xu Ziqing lowered his head in sha, sincerely, without trying to make excuses.
Chu Huaixu looked him up and down, glancing at his neatly made bed, forming so guesses.
He didn’t say much, only telling him to wash up and co out to eat.
At the table, Chu Huaixu said to Han Shuangjiang: "Yesterday I opened another Acupoint."
——Big Ice Cube, aren’t you the one who loves competition? I’ll outdo you.
Han Shuangjiang took a sip of hot porridge, looked up calmly, and said, "I also succeeded in Opening an Acupoint."
——Phew, good thing I opened an Acupoint, otherwise I’d fall behind that Dead Fox again.
Xu Ziqing listened to the conversation between his senior brother and sister, and from their tone, it seed as if Opening Acupoints was as casual as discussing family affairs at the table.
He started drinking his porridge with his head lower and lower, feeling the gap between people.
Chu Huaixu turned to look at him, and said irritably: "What are you doing, burying your head so low, planning to wash your face with the porridge?"
The delicate young man, upon hearing this, imdiately sat a little straighter.
"Did you practice until late last night?" Chu Huaixu asked.
"Yes." Xu Ziqing didn’t dare lie to him.
"Did you endure silently without calling out?" He was a bit surprised.
"Afraid of disturbing Senior Brother’s rest." The young man was honest, not intentionally trying to please.
"Did you faint from the pain in the end?" Chu Huaixu guessed, because he knew the Refining Sword Formulas too damn well.
Hearing these words, Xu Ziqing felt slightly embarrassed and nodded, thinking he was really too embarrassing.
"It’s okay, that’s normal." Chu Huaixu said.
Han Shuangjiang, sitting on the side, usually aloof, surprisingly gave an "Mm" at this mont, as if encouraging the junior brother.
She rembered clearly, on her first night entering the Daoist Sect, the heartbreaking screams coming from the next bamboo house, wasn’t that Dead Fox passing out from pain too?
But the cold-faced girl didn’t expose him, keeping silent.
She only thought to herself: "Why does he teach this weird Cultivation Technique to Junior Brother Xu?"
She always felt this Dead Fox has a sowhat dark heart.
However, after witnessing the power of the Refining Sword Formulas in person during the third trial in the Secret Realm, it made sense.
After the three finished breakfast, it was still up to the forr little servant to clean up the dishes.
After finishing all the chores, he returned to his room to continue cultivating, enduring the pain.
Whether it was fueled by overwhelming hatred or because he was a person of great tenacity, the delicate young man was certainly ruthless to himself.
He forced himself to circulate energy once, then curled up in pain on the cushion, and after his body adjusted, continued practicing, repeatedly.
Today, Xu Ziqing once again realized his diocrity.
"Senior brother and Senior Sister Han can unblock an acupoint in just one day."
"And judging by this situation, it might take ten days to half a month?"
"Or perhaps even longer..."
For the pseudo spiritual embryo that had to rely on the body refining technique to stimulate the effects of the Acupoint Opening Pill for absorption, prolonged cultivation was indeed a tornt.
The morning quickly passed. After Xu Ziqing finished his lunch, washed the dishes, he went back to his room to continue cultivating.
As he continued, he beca overwheld, and suddenly his vision went dark, a ringing sound buzzed in his ears, followed by dizziness, causing him to fall unconscious once again.
The delicate youth fell to the ground, unconscious. His face was deathly pale, and his body was still twitching slightly without awareness.
When he slowly woke up, more than an hour had passed.
Xu Ziqing supported his body to get up from the ground and sat cross-legged again on the ditation cushion.
Tears suddenly flowed down uncontrollably.
After all, he was just a young boy, although he had diligently practiced martial arts since childhood, he had never endured such tornt.
This was not cultivating, this was clearly being tortured.
In fact, because he was so delicate, when he cried, it had a strong sense of fragility.
After crying for a long ti, the youth wiped away his tears, sniffed, cald himself, and began to focus on cultivating again.
But his acupoints were just so blocked, showing no change.
This feeling, that was what made one most despairing.
Xu Ziqing was too frustrated, his eyes still a bit red.
He suddenly rembered the brocade bag his senior brother had given him, rembered the words his senior brother had spoken.
——"When you feel there’s no progress, open the second one."
The delicate youth’s left hand trembled slightly, and with such trembling, he took out the second brocade bag from his pocket, hoping that his senior brother’s ssage would be of help to him.
The first brocade bag said: "If you’re weak, just practice more."
As a junior brother, he obediently did as told, cultivating day and night.
After opening the second brocade bag, Xu Ziqing looked at what was written, his hands shook even more.
It said:
"Got you there, practicing more won’t help when you’re weak!"
Xu Ziqing began to tremble all over, even feeling a bit cold.
A chill ran down his spine!
After all, he was still a teenager; even if he revered Chu Huaixu, under the circumstances of having put in so much effort, seeing this ssage could still spark anger in his heart.
He is a person, a person with emotions!
Yet in his bones, there was indeed pride.
Isn’t this how the vast majority of people are in their youth? As a child, everyone thinks they are extraordinary.
——One must know, the aspirations of youth are always to be the best in the world!
Moreover, when Xu Ziqing was at ho, he was regarded as a martial arts prodigy. How could he not be proud?
His father had said, I am the most gifted sword Dao prodigy in the history of the Xu Family!
A ntality of defiance was completely provoked.
He suddenly had endless fighting spirit again!
"I may not be a cultivation genius, but... I can’t be a waste! I can’t disgrace the Xu Family na!" The delicate youth clenched his fist tightly, his nails digging into his flesh.
Xu Ziqing began to continue cultivating.
After circulating energy for two cycles, he was still forcing himself to persist.
Just as he was preparing to continue cultivating, there ca a series of knocks at the door from outside.
With a deanor as if devoid of human emotions, Chu Huaixu stood outside, waiting for him to open the door.
Once the door was opened, Xu Ziqing still respectfully called out, "Senior brother."
He had given the opportunity to cultivate, so no matter how much he ssed with , I would respect him for a lifeti, rembering this favor.
The tall Chu Huaixu glanced over the little one, his eyes landing on the table, noting that the second brocade bag had already been opened.
Xu Ziqing also noticed his gaze. Clearly it was this senior brother’s jest, yet at this mont, he inexplicably felt a bit embarrassed.
"I thought you would at least open the second brocade bag tomorrow," Chu Huaixu said flatly.
But hearing these words, there was a sense of mockery conveyed.
As if saying: You gave up so soon?
The delicate youth lowered his head, biting his teeth hard, feeling humiliated, his face flushed red.
Yet, what the other said was the truth.
"Oh dear, both your face and eyes are red," Chu Huaixu chuckled.
"Don’t play this kind of trick with ," Chu Huaixu said with cold indifference, but in his hand, he tossed sothing over: "Catch it."
Xu Ziqing almost didn’t catch it, looking down at his palm.
It was a fragnt of a jade token, a piece of the Pill King Token.
"Let’s go, I’ll take you sowhere." Chu Huaixu said.
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