408: Chapter 408: Swallow Dance Breeze Fist 408: Chapter 408: Swallow Dance Breeze Fist To secure the first place in the dical skill competition and beco the leader of the five Ancient dicine Sects for the next five years, Sikong Lieyang had made ticulous preparations, even going so far as to present several Wood Elent Stones discovered by his disciples as a tribute to the Hidden Sect “Ghost Doctor Valley,” in exchange for the assistance from Nangong Ming, a core disciple of the Valley.
If the first place in the dical skill competition ultimately went to the Doctor Pavilion, it would truly be a double loss for Sikong Lieyang.
“Sikong Lieyang, what do you an by that?
Hmph, do you think my dical skills are inferior to Wang Miaomiao?”
Nangong Ming’s face imdiately turned sour, and he humd his dissatisfaction.
Realizing he had spoken out of turn, Sikong Lieyang hurriedly tried to appease him with a smile, “Elder brother Nangong, don’t misunderstand, I didn’t an that…”
“Enough!”
Nangong Ming seed to have no interest in Sikong Lieyang’s explanation, cutting him off with a wave of his hand, “I have my own judgnt about this matter; don’t ask any further!”
After saying that, Nangong Ming no longer paid any attention to Sikong Lieyang and walked toward his own residence.
Nangong Ming was convinced that Wang Miaomiao must have obtained a Heaven Rank Martial Artist’s treasure, and it agitated his heart.
He planned to “visit” Wang Miaomiao that night to see if they could reach a mutual benefit agreent.
If Wang Miaomiao was willing to share the Heaven Rank Martial Artist’s treasure with him, then he would be willing to give up the first place in the dical skill competition.
And if Wang Miaomiao refused to share, Nangong Ming wouldn’t mind resorting to so harsh asures to force her compliance.
In the world of the Hidden Sects, where strength was revered and fists did the talking, Nangong Ming would do anything to achieve his goals, including killing Wang Miaomiao.
Nangong Ming’s entire focus now lay on the Heaven Rank Martial Artist’s treasure; whether the Ghost Doctor Sect could obtain first place or not was no longer of any importance to him.
Nangong Ming believed that as long as he could co to an agreent with Wang Miaomiao, even if Sikong Lieyang was dissatisfied, he would never dare to object.
“Every day he spends my money on entertainnt, living extravagantly, but when it cos to taking a stand…
Damned bastard!
Pah!”
Watching the direction in which Nangong Ming disappeared, Sikong Lieyang spat fiercely on the ground, his face as dark as water.
…
Night fell, with the moon rising above the treetops.
At the far eastern end of the mountaintop, near a cliff, a slender young woman took advantage of the bright moonlight and the night wind to practice a set of fist techniques under an ancient pine, neither too fast nor too slow.
Her body was as light as a swallow, moving with the smoothness of flowing clouds and water.
The night breeze caused her sleeves to flutter and her hair to fly, creating an aesthetically pleasing sight that brought visual delight to onlookers.
But when she threw her fists, they were charged with True Yuan, blending softness with strength, and a faint sound of breaking the air could be heard, revealing a hint of dominance.
The young woman was dressed in the unique white uniform of a Doctor Pavilion disciple, with willowy brows and phoenix eyes, her appearance both delicate and pretty—Wang Miaomiao.
At this mont, the fist technique Wang Miaomiao was practicing was the “Swallow Dance Breeze Fist” taught to her by Fang Bai.
“Swallow Dance Breeze Fist” was a common fist technique widely practiced in the Cultivation World before Fang Bai ascended to the Immortal Realm, particularly suitable for won.
However, what was considered a common fist technique in the Cultivation World had beco equivalent to a Heaven Rank Technique in the current Secular Ancient Martial World.
Wang Miaomiao and Fang Bai, while learning this set of fist techniques, only knew that the techniques were profound and infinitely powerful, but had no idea that it was actually a Heaven Rank technique.
Otherwise, they couldn’t imagine how astonished they would have been.
To know, in the Hidden Sect World, Heaven Rank Techniques are extrely rare, only accessible to the leaders and top echelons of the major Sects and clans.
Ordinary disciples can’t even touch them.
For soone like Wen Yu, a master from the Secular Ancient Martial World, even Earth Rank Techniques were sothing they could only dream of, let alone Heaven Rank Techniques.
Completing the set of fist techniques, Wang Miaomiao was slightly breathless, walked to the flat rock beneath the ancient pine, and sat down cross-legged, quietly recuperating.
After circulating her True Yuan through several major and minor cycles, Wang Miaomiao’s fatigue vanished.
Opening her eyes, a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
From being an ordinary and overlooked disciple in the “Doctor Pavilion”, she had leapt to a status on par with several of the Elders…
From an initial-stage Yellow Level Martial Artist, she had broken through levels rapidly, reaching the realm of Yellow Level Perfection…
Originally her dical skills had been diocre, but now she could easily cure difficult and miscellaneous diseases, and she had a high chance of clinching the first place in this session’s dical skills competition…
In this single day and night, Wang Miaomiao’s status, Martial Dao, and dical skills had all made a monuntal shift, completely altering her life’s trajectory.
For Wang Miaomiao, all of this felt like a dream.
Fang Bai wasn’t Wang Miaomiao’s master; he had simply given her so casual advice because of her kind heart.
But in Wang Miaomiao’s heart, she revered Fang Bai like a master, treating him as a divine being.
A gust of mountain wind brought a chill, but the jade pendant close to Wang Miaomiao’s chest skin emitted a strand of warmth at that mont.
This strand of warmth quickly perated Wang Miaomiao’s body, driving away the invading cold, making her feel as comfortable as if she were in a hot spring.
“This jade pendant given by Doctor Fang is really magical!”
Wang Miaomiao’s eyes shone brightly as she slowly took off a jade pendant strung with a red silk thread from around her neck, ticulously touching and examining it in front of her.
Fang Bai had given this jade pendant to Wang Miaomiao in the evening, urging her to always wear it close and telling her that in case of a life-threatening crisis, it would act as an “amulet” to save her life.
Wang Miaomiao didn’t know that within this jade pendant, a strand of Fang Bai’s Divine Sense had been infused, containing three strands of killing intent.
Should she face a fatal attack, at the brink of life and death, the killing intent from the jade pendant’s Divine Sense would be activated, launching a counterattack in an instant and saving Wang Miaomiao’s life.
Fang Bai, having condensed Divine Sense, took advantage of his free ti to use so Essence Stones he had on him, carving out nurous protective jade pendants to give to friends and relatives, ensuring their safety.
Each jade pendant carved by Fang Bai contained a strand of his Divine Sense and three strands of killing intent.
As long as the wearer had the pendant, they would be safe from harm, unless attacked by a Heaven Rank expert.
Fang Bai had sensed that Nangong Ming harbored a killing intent towards Wang Miaomiao and specially gave her one of the protective jade pendants as a precaution.
Wang Miaomiao’s cultivation technique, imparted by Fang Bai, was mystical and wondrous, able to communicate with heaven and earth, causing the Heaven and Earth Origin Energy to respond.
Those who cultivated similar techniques shared a subtle connection and could sense each other’s presence.
At that mont, through the jade pendant in her hand, Wang Miaomiao faintly sensed the breath of Fang Bai infused in it, and she could also feel that beneath the smooth exterior of the pendant, several intense and powerful strands of killing intent were hidden.
Once these strands of killing intent were activated, they would produce unimaginably powerful effects.
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