Chapter 12

Chapter Twelve: Another New Day Arrives.

When Lin Qingshan arrived at the martial hall, he saw Xu Wuzhou unharmed and the empty weapon storage, his heart tightened suddenly.

"Feeling disappointed, huh?"

Xu Wuzhou walked up to Lin Qingshan and said, "By the way, you forgot to restock the weapon storage yesterday. Don't forget today, okay?"

Lin Qingshan's expression changed drastically. He looked down at Xu Wuzhou, not daring to say a word.

Seeing his appearance, Xu Wuzhou was certain that Lin Qingshan had done something underhanded yesterday. Otherwise, how could the martial hall be empty, and no one come despite the commotion?

"Don't forget to restock."

Xu Wuzhou said to Lin Qingshan.

"Ah! Okay!"

Lin Qingshan was extremely fearful. Over the years, he had done many things that betrayed the Qin family's interests.

Yesterday, Shi Lei and Shi Sen found him and asked him to help find Xu Wuzhou. Without hesitation, he betrayed Xu Wuzhou. He had long been annoyed by Xu Wuzhou and even dispersed everyone in the martial hall for this purpose.

It was to make it easier for Shi Lei and Shi Sen to deal with Xu Wuzhou, and he secretly hoped they would cripple him.

But now Xu Wuzhou was safe and sound, and there was no news of Shi Lei and Shi Sen.

Did something happen to Shi Lei and Shi Sen?

Xu Wuzhou clearly didn't have the strength to do it. Who helped get rid of Shi Lei and Shi Sen?

The strong ones of the Qin family! That means what he did might have been discovered by Qin Li.

Cold sweat poured down Lin Qingshan's forehead as he looked at the weapon storage.

No wonder the weapon storage disappeared mysteriously; it must be a warning from Qin Li.

Yes! It must be like that. After all, he is Qin Yunjie's cousin, so he just moved the weapon storage to warn him.

Seeing Lin Qingshan order people to buy weapons, Xu Wuzhou smiled.

This is the pig he raised, to be slaughtered and eaten bit by bit.

... Dai Yaoyao came to the martial hall to give a lecture, and this class was about the postnatal realm of meridian and vessel cultivation.

She lectured with great enthusiasm, and Xu Wuzhou verified the medical techniques, understanding many things roughly.

That day, although many people still mocked him behind his back, no one, including Lin Qingshan, came to trouble him.

Xu Wuzhou was unusually peaceful, listening to Dai Yaoyao's lecture while...

...also integrating drops of blood-colored liquid into his body.

In the past, when a drop of blood-colored liquid was integrated into his body, he could feel his blood energy rising significantly.

But this time, after one drop, he felt nothing, as if a drop of water had fallen into the sea.

Xu Wuzhou was not in a hurry and integrated another drop.

Yesterday, he received 299 silver taels from Dai Yaoyao and found 299 drops of liquid in the black bowl.

This made Xu Wuzhou extremely painful. The actual value of the weapons in the storage was about 300 silver taels, but there were only 50 drops of liquid.

In other words, they were worth only 50 silver taels.

If sold as scrap metal, it would be about 50 silver taels, but the value of weapons cannot be measured as scrap metal.

However, the black bowl clearly didn't care about craftsmanship; it only recognized metal, meaning the weapons were only worth scrap metal in its eyes.

Drops of liquid continuously merged with the sword intent and entered Xu Wuzhou's body. After the tenth drop, Xu Wuzhou finally felt a slight improvement in his blood energy.

Ten drops, which usually could elevate his realm, this time only brought a slight improvement.

However, Xu Wuzhou did not stop and continued to integrate the blood-colored liquid into his body.

At the same time, Xu Wuzhou also noticed that his sword intent began to spread throughout his body, merging into every part of his limbs and bones, making him feel a tingling sensation.

"Refining the body with sword intent!"

Xu Wuzhou knew what was happening. His body could no longer bear the blood energy, and the sword intent was enhancing his physical strength.

Dai Yaoyao was lecturing, her gaze sweeping over Xu Wuzhou, revealing a hint of confusion.

She felt that Xu Wuzhou sitting there was like a sword, but when she looked closely, he seemed ordinary.

"An illusion?"

Dai Yaoyao was puzzled. After a careful look, she found him indeed ordinary.

"How could such an illusion appear? Could it be that he is approaching enlightenment?"

Dai Yaoyao was puzzled and paid more attention to Xu Wuzhou, but since his sword intent came from his soul and had not leaked, she could not see through it.

The sword intent refined his body, and the blood-colored liquid transformed into blood energy, continuously integrating into his body.

As the drops entered, Xu Wuzhou felt his blood energy slowly improving. This improvement was very slow, but Xu Wuzhou was delighted, as every bit of improvement represented a breakthrough of the limit.

From morning to night, Xu Wuzhou kept integrating the blood-colored liquid.

"Boom!"

After swallowing 200 drops of blood-colored liquid, his body trembled, as if he had broken free from shackles, feeling a sense of liberation.

Ten oxen of strength! Xu Wuzhou clearly felt the power of his blood energy. At this moment, his body felt like a dormant prehistoric beast, powerful and full of terrifying strength.

His blood energy was full, invulnerable to evil.

Xu Wuzhou felt that if ordinary evil entities entered his body, they would be instantly shattered.

"Just to increase one ox of strength, it took a whole day."

Xu Wuzhou muttered after familiarizing himself with the changes in his body.

No one could hear Xu Wuzhou's muttering, or he would surely be beaten to death.

To break through the limit and increase one ox of strength, many people spent years without success. He spent just one day and still complained about the time, making him worse than a beast.

"However, ten oxen of strength is indeed not something a human can do."

Xu Wuzhou was also amazed. To reach ten oxen, it took 200 drops of liquid, more than twice the amount needed to reach the ninth level of cultivation.

No wonder Dai Yaoyao said that ten oxen were hard to achieve.

Accumulating such deep blood energy, who could bear it?

Only with the help of the black bowl could Xu Wuzhou save time and effort, achieving it in one go.

Feeling the abundant blood energy in his body, Xu Wuzhou stopped his cultivation.

The next step was to use the blood energy to impact the eight extraordinary meridians, gather the qi and blood into a river, and reach the postnatal realm.

If the qi and blood realm is a process of accumulation, then the postnatal realm is a process of eruption.

The postnatal realm, gathering qi and blood into a river, like a surging flood.

The postnatal realm is a qualitative change.

"Others, when impacting the eight extraordinary meridians, have to stop when their blood energy is exhausted. But I have the blood-colored liquid, and as long as there is enough metal, my blood energy will not wane. I can completely break through one meridian and enter the postnatal realm in one go."

"However... there are only a hundred drops of blood-colored liquid left in the black bowl. Will it be enough to break through one meridian?"

Xu Wuzhou thought about this and suddenly asked Qin Yunjie, "What realm is generally needed to achieve a ranking in the competition?"

"Reaching the first level of the postnatal realm gives a chance to achieve a ranking."

Qin Yunjie looked at Xu Wuzhou with disdain and said, "So even if you really go to participate, you won't achieve a ranking."

"Oh! That's not hard!"

Xu Wuzhou muttered. Dai Yaoyao said his strength was stronger than the first level of the postnatal realm. Although combat cannot be simply measured by strength, it means he has a fighting chance against the first level of the postnatal realm.

However, to be safe, it's best to reach the first level of the postnatal realm.

"Not hard?"

Qin Yunjie heard Xu Wuzhou's muttering and sneered.

This person has always been arrogant, and there's nothing to mock about it.

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