Chapter 11

At the training base, Zhou Tanzhu, also known as Zhou Xing, quickly received the order from Zhou Tianli. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief; he didn't want to do anything to Dongfang Sheng, as he also wanted to see how far Dongfang Sheng could go in the future.

The next day, when Dongfang Sheng was unharmed, he knew the attitude of the upper echelons of the Sun Moon Divine Sect towards him.

During this period, his safety should be secure. The most important thing now was to enhance his own strength. As long as he continued to show his powerful talent, he should have no safety issues before officially entering the martial world, and he would also enjoy considerable treatment.

Sure enough, that night, the spiritual medicines Dongfang Sheng received were much more potent. Even though he was at the initial stage of the Sun Moon Fist Technique, he had to practice for over an hour to initially absorb and refine the medicinal properties.

Time slowly passed, and after twenty days, the accumulated tension in the training base finally reached its peak.

Dongfang Sheng was the first to make a move. Over the past twenty days, he had cultivated the Sun Moon Fist Technique to the late initial stage.

His physical constitution had been strengthened and solidified due to the large amount of spiritual medicines, and his vitality, energy, and spirit had all improved by more than one level. His combat ability had made a significant leap.

With his first move, he drove the other six people out of the small room. Those who resisted were naturally beaten into submission. This move shocked everyone, causing them to dare not provoke Dongfang Sheng and his sister. Those who wanted to snatch their spiritual medicines were even more relieved that they hadn't made the first move.

At the same time, Dongfang Sheng's move was like lighting a fuse, and the cruel side of the entire training base finally began to show. Regardless of whether they wanted to or not, the young people all joined the ranks of resource snatchers, because if they didn't snatch from others, others would snatch from them.

Because his sister and he had ample resources for nutrition, Dongfang Sheng rarely made a move after the first time. Only a few who didn't know better were severely punished by Dongfang Sheng, lying in bed for several days. After that, no one in the training base dared to provoke Dongfang Sheng and his sister.

Time passed quietly for two years.

At the usual place for practicing, early in the morning, Dongfang Sheng came here to practice the Sun Moon Fist Technique. He no longer needed to run in the morning or practice horse stances; all actions were at his discretion, but he couldn't leave the mountain.

Actually, even if he were allowed to leave the mountain, he wouldn't. What would he do down there? Without strength, going down the mountain would be boring and suicidal.

At this moment, the Sun Moon Fist Technique Dongfang Sheng practiced was completely different from when he first started. Each move, under the support of his not-so-strong but solid and powerful body, was very powerful.

Dongfang Sheng practiced the 81 moves of the Sun Moon Fist Technique, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. Over the past two years, every detail and every change of this fist technique had been ingrained in his body's instincts, requiring no thought, as his body naturally performed them.

As he performed each move, if someone familiar with the Sun Moon Fist Technique were to see, they would notice that Dongfang Sheng's version was somewhat different, yet upon closer inspection, it was indeed the Sun Moon Fist Technique.

After another round of the fist technique, Dongfang Sheng stopped, closed his eyes, and carefully felt the gains and insights from the practice.

This was a habit he had developed over the past two years. After each practice, he would quietly and carefully feel the gains and insights from the practice. After a while, Dongfang Sheng opened his eyes, clearly having finished feeling.

"Brother!"

At this moment, a clear and childish voice sounded, followed by two light footsteps approaching Dongfang Sheng.

Dongfang Sheng knew who was coming without looking.

"You two are here," Dongfang Sheng's tone was very calm, as if he had known they would come.

"Brother, what level have you reached in the Sun Moon Fist Technique? I can't understand it anymore," Dongfang Bai said lightly, hugging one of Dongfang Sheng's arms, a bit puzzled.

"Big Brother Dongfang, hello!" The other person also said softly, a bit shyly, her eyes also slightly curious as she looked at Dongfang Sheng.

"Um." Dongfang Sheng first nodded calmly at the person, then extended his right hand and habitually patted Dongfang Bai's little head.

Dongfang Bai did not resist Dongfang Sheng's action but instead closed her big, cute eyes in enjoyment.

"What do you think?" Dongfang Sheng's eyes softened as he looked at Dongfang Bai, a smile on his lips, and asked her.

"Hmph, you won't tell me," Dongfang Bai pouted, a bit dissatisfied, but then she said happily, "Brother, my Sun Moon Fist Technique has broken through!"

"Oh! To the peak of the minor success stage," Dongfang Sheng said rather calmly.

"Um." Dongfang Bai nodded, not caring about Dongfang Sheng's calm reaction, as she was used to it. It was really hard to make him show surprise.

She continued excitedly, "I have two more years until I'm ten. I'm confident that by next spring, I will reach the major success stage. By then, I will be nine, and after practicing for a while, I will refine my first thread of internal energy."

"Um, very good," Dongfang Sheng said with a smile, not just out of politeness, but because Dongfang Bai's talent was indeed excellent. Those who could reach the major success stage of a basic fist technique before the age of ten were all world-class geniuses. World-class geniuses also had their levels, and Dongfang Bai was certainly one of them.

The person beside her looked at Dongfang Bai with a hint of envy, knowing that she did not have the talent to reach the major success stage.

Dongfang Sheng, of course, saw this clearly. He seemed to be comforting the person and also warning Dongfang Bai, "Refining the first thread of internal energy after reaching the major success stage of the Sun Moon Fist Technique is good, but it only gives you a higher starting point. In this world, there are many people who have achieved great success without the purity of the first thread of internal energy. Do you understand?"

As he spoke, Dongfang Sheng glanced at Dongfang Bai and then at the person.

"Um, I understand. I will work harder," Dongfang Bai nodded firmly and said crisply.

The person also nodded lightly, a hint of confidence appearing in her eyes.

"By the way, Brother, you are already ten this year. Aren't you going to refine your first thread of internal energy yet?" Over the past two years, adequate nutrition had made Dongfang Bai's face tender and white, and now this tender, delicate little face showed unshakeable worry.

The person beside her, also with a delicate little face, was the same. Yes, the person was also a girl, and she was Xue Xun, whom Dongfang Sheng had noticed as abnormal two years ago. Her real name was Xue Qianxun, also an orphan who had no choice but to join the sect.

Once, when Xue Qianxun was surrounded and attacked by a group trying to snatch her spiritual medicines, Dongfang Sheng saved her. Actually, Dongfang Sheng had not intended to intervene, but for some reason, Dongfang Bai also noticed that Xue Qianxun was a girl and felt sympathy for her.

Although she did not actively ask Dongfang Sheng to save Xue Qianxun, Dongfang Sheng still saw it and saved her. Since Xue Qianxun's conditions were also good, Dongfang Sheng, considering the future, let her stay with him.

When he first heard Xue Qianxun's real name, Dongfang Sheng looked at her thoughtfully for a moment, but that was all, and he did not think about it further.

Later, Xue Qianxun became Dongfang Bai's companion, and the two slept in the same room next to Dongfang Sheng's.

As for how they got the room, it was because Dongfang Sheng had driven out the people in the room, which suited his intention, as Dongfang Bai was a girl and it was not convenient for her to share a room with him.

"Don't worry, very soon, within half a month, I will definitely refine my first thread of internal energy," Dongfang Sheng's face became ambiguous, and a ripple appeared in his usually calm eyes.

Dongfang Bai and Xue Qianxun nodded, not saying anything more about it, as they completely trusted Dongfang Sheng's words.

"Alright, let's go have breakfast!" Dongfang Sheng calmed the ripple in his eyes and said calmly.

The two obediently nodded in response.

After breakfast, Dongfang Sheng continued to come here to practice. Over the past two years, this place had become almost private. Not only the children practicing, but even the members of the Sun Moon Divine Sect did not come here. Dongfang Sheng knew this was Zhou Tanzhu's arrangement, to let him practice undisturbed.

After practicing the fist technique again, Dongfang Sheng felt the surging qi and blood in his body, as if just by thinking, the surging qi and blood could combine with his invisible aura and spirit to produce something else.

Dongfang Sheng knew this was a real feeling. Now, if he wished, he could refine his first thread of internal energy at any time, but he did not.

Over the past two years, he had cultivated the Sun Moon Fist Technique to the peak of the major success stage, but he had not broken through to the perfect stage.

Zhou Tanzhu and the upper echelons of the Sun Moon Divine Sect thought he was at the late major success stage and believed he would refine his first thread of internal energy after reaching the peak. Therefore, although they did not fully agree, they did not say anything about his delay in refining the first thread of internal energy, leaving it to his own judgment.

This year, Dongfang Sheng was already ten. Every day, his body became more polluted. Originally, he had not held much hope.

Two months ago, he had actually reached the peak of the major success stage. To satisfy his pride, he stayed for another month, but after a month, he still had no clue, so he had to prepare to refine his first thread of internal energy.

However, just as he made up his mind, a word from Zhou Tanzhu changed his mind.

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