Chapter 13

The strength of one ox is the strength of a thousand catties.

Cultivating the Body Strengthening Technique, one only cultivates the strength of one ox.

To be honest, this Iron Ox Technique is absolutely the lowest among all Body Strengthening Techniques.

However, it doesn’t require any special aptitude, and at a price of eighty spirit stones, it is the most suitable for Han Muye’s own conditions.

He couldn’t afford anything more expensive, and even if the aptitude requirements were higher, he might not be able to cultivate it.

Even if it’s a bit shoddy, it’s still an Inner Sect Body Strengthening Technique, isn’t it?

Isn’t it much better than the flashy techniques of the Outer Sect?

Besides, although Han Muye didn’t believe that those sword auras would harm him, cultivating a Body Strengthening Technique would make him feel more at ease.

Holding the book of the Iron Ox Technique, Han Muye turned to leave the bookshelf.

“Cultivation techniques...”

The bookshelves next to him were all filled with cultivation techniques.

These were the true methods for achieving longevity after cultivation.

He hesitated for a moment, then walked over.

He couldn’t afford them, but looking at them wasn’t illegal, right?

*White Cloud Technique*, a Qi Condensation stage technique, a cultivation method of the Water lineage, which can condense cloud qi on the body, unblock the blood vessels, and extend one’s lifespan.

This technique requires a seventh-grade lower aptitude, and the exchange price is three thousand spirit stones or thirty merits.

Qi Condensation stage techniques are so expensive?

Three thousand spirit stones, how long would it take to save up for that?

Putting down the *White Cloud Technique*, he picked up another book.

*Red Sun Technique*, a fire-element technique, mainly cultivating the power of fire. Once cultivated, one’s spiritual qi will be like fire, capable of condensing the Three Yang Qi and fighting in all directions.

This technique requires affinity with fire-element power, and the cultivation level of the third layer of Qi Condensation, with a price of thirty thousand spirit stones.

It’s really damn expensive.

Han Muye raised his hand and put the technique back on the shelf.

Looking at other techniques, regardless of the lineage, none were priced below two thousand spirit stones.

Cultivation requires the accumulation of resources, and the accumulation of wealth is indeed the top priority.

Without sufficient wealth, it’s difficult to even enter the door of cultivation.

“Is there no suitable technique?” Seeing Han Muye searching everywhere, an old man in a blue robe smiled and asked.

Blue robe, either an Outer Sect member or an elder.

This old man, looking so dignified and somewhat ethereal, must be an elder.

Could this be an opportunity?

Han Muye nodded and smiled bitterly, “It’s really too expensive.”

Hearing that it was too expensive, the old man chuckled, “Cultivation has never been a cheap matter.”

Then he looked at Han Muye and said, “I know the prices of most techniques here. What price are you looking for?”

What price?

Han Muye calculated that he wanted a technique for twenty spirit stones.

He only had a hundred spirit stones, and the Iron Ox Technique had already cost him eighty, leaving him with only twenty.

Seeing that Han Muye didn’t speak, the old man said, “Do you have two thousand spirit stones?”

Han Muye shook his head.

“Then, a thousand?” The old man’s expression changed slightly.

Han Muye still shook his head.

“Five hundred, at least?” The old man frowned.

Han Muye still shook his head.

“Hiss—” The old man took a deep breath and said in a low voice, “One hundred.”

Han Muye still shook his head.

Opening his mouth, the old man turned and walked away.

After a few steps, he suddenly turned back to look at Han Muye.

“Do you really want to find a technique?”

Isn’t that obvious?

Han Muye nodded.

The old man raised his hand and handed over a book: “This technique only costs ten spirit stones. Whether you cultivate it or not is up to you.”

Han Muye took it and saw the title on the cover: “Myriad Swords Return to the Source.”

Ha, the name of this technique is quite grand. Opening the cover, the inside was empty, with nothing inside.

Is this technique worth ten spirit stones?

This thing seems as unreliable as the legendary “Palm of Buddha”?

Lifting his head, the blue-robed old man was already gone.

Could this be a test from a senior cultivator?

Holding the book, hesitating for a moment, Han Muye decided to spend the ten spirit stones.

At worst, it’s like throwing it into water.

“This junior has chosen his technique.” When Han Muye brought the two books to the front desk, the middle-aged man in a robe who had received him smiled and handed over a token.

“Room 73.”

Han Muye took the token and walked to Room 73.

The room was empty, just a two-square-zhang space. On the front wall, there was a jade tablet, with spiritual light constantly flashing.

“Room 3 needs the *Hundred Yuan Technique* demonstrated, one thousand spirit stones, or ten merits.”

“Room 124 seeks the *Yunyang Technique* movement method, three hundred spirit stones.”

“Room 17 needs the *Duanxuan Three-Stacked Force* demonstrated, one thousand spirit stones as compensation.”

...

These words flashed, some appearing and disappearing, others rolling several times and still remaining.

Han Muye tried to write his own request.

“Room 73 needs the *Iron Ox Technique* demonstrated, eighty spirit stones as compensation.”

As soon as he wrote the request, a light flashed, and someone accepted it.

In a moment, a tall, bald young man with a large sword on his back walked in.

Seeing Han Muye, the bald young man frowned.

“You want to cultivate the *Iron Ox Technique*?”

He sized up Han Muye and shook his head slightly, “The Iron Ox Technique requires strengthening the bones and muscles. Your body might not be able to endure it.”

So disrespectful?

Han Muye nodded, “I know.”

Hearing his words, the bald young man didn’t say anything more. He spread his feet, placed his fists at his waist, and struck a punch.

“The Iron Ox Technique has five boxing forms, the strength starts from the feet, the waist is the axis...”

The young man demonstrated each form and explained the incantations.

It was clear that his Iron Ox Technique was extremely proficient. Han Muye could see that he moved his strength very naturally.

After the young man finished the five forms, Han Muye’s mind automatically broke them down and began to practice them with the incantations.

Understanding the *Iron Ox Technique*.

“My name is Zhao Pu. If you have any problems with the Iron Ox Technique, you can come to the Inner Sect to find me.” The bald young man said, extending his hand, “Eighty spirit stones.”

Han Muye nodded, opened his cloth bag, left twenty spirit stones, and handed the rest to Zhao Pu.

Zhao Pu took the spirit stones and left.

Zhao Pu.

An Inner Sect elite disciple, ranked among the top ten young experts of the Earth lineage.

This name, Huang Laoliu had introduced yesterday.

It seems this guy is quite honest, even telling Han Muye to come to him if he has any problems.

Standing in the room, Han Muye slowly spread his feet.

He slowly lowered his fists to his waist.

A powerful force rose from his heels.

“Hah—”

With a low shout, he struck a punch.

“Whoosh—”

A light sound in front of him, the punch wind whistled and struck the wall a few feet away.

This is the Iron Ox Technique?

Going through each form, Han Muye immediately felt a lot more strength in his body.

Without the strength of one ox, he had at least five or six hundred catties of strength.

Gripping his fist slightly, he felt full of power.

His bones and muscles felt much stronger.

No wonder Huang Laoliu said that Body Strengthening Techniques are good for resisting the erosion of sword auras.

A look of joy flashed across his face, and Han Muye walked back to the jade tablet, hesitated for a moment, and wrote another line.

“Room 73 seeks the cultivation method of *Myriad Swords Return to the Source*, compensation, ten spirit stones.”

The spiritual light on the jade tablet flashed, and after about a hundred breaths, the message was accepted.

In a moment, the door to Room 73 was pushed open.

Seeing the person, Han Muye was slightly surprised.

“Senior?”

The person in front of him was the old man who had given him the *Myriad Swords Return to the Source* earlier.

The old man’s expression was solemn, his hands folded in front of him, and he looked at Han Muye and said calmly, “Do you really want to cultivate *Myriad Swords Return to the Source*?”