Chapter 7: Master Brother's Stomachache

Chu Yang slowly opened his eyes.

"Brother Chu, how is it?" Shi Qianshan, seeing no signs of improvement in Chu Yang, hurriedly asked.

For some reason, when people break through, even the slightest reaction would cause a violent fluctuation in their aura. However, after the medicine's power was transformed by the Nine Tribulations Sword, the breakthrough was completely silent...

Chu Yang's eyes were calm, but his heart was filled with thoughts: This is a great way to deceive others. If everyone thinks I'm at the third level, but in reality, I'm at the fifth, sixth, seventh, or even eighth level... how enjoyable would it be to fight.

"Seems like it's not very effective... still at the third level of Martial Disciple. And the medicine's power was too overwhelming, I couldn't control it, and a lot of it was wasted." Chu Yang forced himself to hide his joy, frowned, and sighed, making a regretful voice, "What a waste. If I had known it wouldn't work, it would have been better if Master Brother had taken it..."

Shi Qianshan's eyes widened, almost bulging out, and his mouth opened, making "huh huh" sounds. His face turned red and then white, and he finally stood up, looking very unhappy. "I'll go for a walk."

He quickly walked out.

"Master Brother seems a bit uncomfortable..." Tan Tan's strange eyebrows twitched, and he looked at Shi Qianshan's back with suspicion. "What's wrong with him?"

"Master Brother seems very tired these days." Chu Yang stroked his chin and said deeply, "He's mentally exhausted. Judging by his face, he might have a stomachache. Maybe it's that time of the month for him..."

"Oh... Master Brother is too worried; sigh, in our Purple Bamboo Garden, Master doesn't care about anything, and all the matters are handled by Master Brother. No wonder he's mentally exhausted." Tan Tan's large ears flapped up and down, and he nodded in agreement. "Indeed, it's very hard. A stomachache is also possible. Hmm, Chu Yang, which days of the month... which days? I didn't know Master Brother had this problem?"

Tan Tan asked curiously.

"Well... you'll know when you grow up. Children shouldn't ask about adult matters, especially adult things. Understand?" Chu Yang put on a serious face and lectured.

Tan Tan's eyebrows danced, showing his confusion, and he grumbled a few words, but it was unclear what he said, and he stopped talking.

Chu Yang's eyes twinkled, and he had another idea.

He remembered that in his previous life, Shi Qianshan had accidentally discovered a Golden Blood Ginseng in the Purple Bamboo Garden. He remembered that later, Shi Qianshan proudly mentioned it was on the cliff wall at the back of the mountain...

Although the Golden Blood Ginseng doesn't increase power, it can expand the meridians! And for a Golden Blood Ginseng over fifty years old, once consumed, the medicine's power attaches to the meridians, and every time a practitioner advances a level, the meridians expand significantly!

Regardless of the skill, power runs through the meridians. The wider the meridians, the greater the power that can be exerted. Even at the same level of Martial Disciple, the difference in meridian width is insurmountable...

The Golden Blood Ginseng is only effective for those below the Martial Disciple level. But the meridians are formed during this period; this seemingly insignificant effect can directly determine a person's lifelong achievement!

In his previous life, Shi Qianshan stood out among the disciples of the Heavenly Tower because of the Golden Blood Ginseng...

Chu Yang stroked his chin, thinking: I wonder if Shi Qianshan has found the Golden Blood Ginseng yet? If not, I might as well pick it and try it...

It was still dark outside, but Chu Yang quietly got up. He looked at Tan Tan, who was sprawled on the bed, snoring rhythmically, like he was singing. He smiled inwardly, quickly put on his clothes, and walked out the door.

To become a superior person, one must endure great hardships!

His talent was not the best! Moreover, in his previous life, he didn't work hard as a teenager, and he had already fallen behind his peers. If he didn't put in twice the effort, how could he achieve twice the results?

In just a few breaths, Chu Yang arrived at the stone cliff outside the Purple Bamboo Forest, stood still for a moment, feet shoulder-width apart, and assumed a perfectly harmonious posture. After a moment of silence, he began to move!

Chu Yang's movements were simple but not easy. His feet were rooted to the ground, his legs straight, and his arms hanging still. Only his upper body moved.

His head slowly moved to the left, then slowly bent down to a right angle, and then returned; then to the right, and then returned, bent forward, and finally bent backward.

Just these four movements, repeated over and over. But each time, he bent a little more. After the time it took to burn an incense stick, Chu Yang's body was bent like a bow, and his head touched the ground!

This was to exercise the waist!

The waist is the most critical part of the body, so it was done first.

After these four movements, he began to exercise his legs, then his ankles, knees, arms, wrists, and shoulders. The movements became faster and faster, and eventually, his whole body moved like a trembling blade of grass in a storm, with a convulsive amplitude...

After doing the full set six times, Chu Yang's head and body were covered in steam. He was drenched in sweat, and sweat dripped from his hair.

But he didn't stop for a moment. He drew a cold light from behind his back, which turned out to be a green steel long sword.

Only after fully loosening all the joints and muscles can one practice swordsmanship to achieve the best results. If one rests, the muscles and bones will tighten again, and many movements will not be done properly.

This is a basic principle for martial artists, but very few can truly do it every time they practice. This represents long-term perseverance and determination.

But Chu Yang knew how important this pre-practice warm-up was. Ignoring any small joint or muscle during practice would lead to suffering in the future when using complex moves in battle.

A small mistake can lead to a huge error. The path to survival, even a slight deviation, can mean the difference between life and death! How many people regret not practicing hard enough before they die? The number is enormous, with tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people regretting every year. But regret at that moment is useless!

Chu Yang did not want to have such a moment of regret.

So he never took his practice lightly! No matter what kind of skill, even the most basic movements, he practiced to the most suitable and perfect level.

After practicing swordsmanship, fist techniques, leg techniques, and palm techniques several times, the east slowly turned a faint shade of light.

Chu Yang slowly climbed the stone cliff, faced east, crossed his hands over his dantian, and sat cross-legged, beginning to practice breathing!

It was just simple breathing, but each inhalation and exhalation was quite unusual. With each inhalation, a faint purple aura seemed to be drawn into his mouth. Then he closed his mouth, and the dantian rapidly circulated once. The breath then slowly seeped into his internal organs, and after a complete stop, he opened his mouth and exhaled forcefully!

He exhaled a long breath!

From his mouth, a faint, dark-colored gas could be seen. After completely exhaling, he closed his mouth, and the dantian cycled once again...

Then he continued to exhale and inhale...

This breathing method, along with the body-warming exercises, were actions inscribed on the Nine Tribulations Sword in his previous life. It was to eliminate all impurities from the body and absorb the innate solar true fire!

To lay a solid foundation for future practice of the Nine Tribulations Nine Heavens Divine Skill!