Chapter 50

In a single day, all ten sticks were completely worn out.

Some of the ten sticks were hard, some were soft, but none could escape the fate of being broken.

Xueling was exhausted, her hands trembling while cooking, and the bowls and chopsticks seemed to be on the verge of falling to the ground when she served the dishes. Pouring wine for him was a strenuous task.

Chu Li, however, was in high spirits. A day of cultivation was equivalent to three days, indicating that the cultivation of the Vajra Tribulation Transcending Divine Skill required external assistance.

There was one difficulty, which was maintaining the right state of mind.

During the strikes, one must focus on the sensation of the muscles, immersing the mind in Buddhist scriptures to truly cultivate. An unbalanced state of mind would only lead to trouble. The cultivation of the Vajra Tribulation Transcending Divine Skill could not tolerate any impurities in the heart. Once the heart fire flared up, the power would become impure, and the more one practiced, the worse it would get.

The next morning, after eating, Chu Li strolled lazily in the small pavilion, instructing Xueling to get more sticks, and to get sturdy ones from the training ground, not to replace them so easily.

Xueling looked at him helplessly, "Young Master, my hands can't exert any strength anymore."

Chu Li looked at her hands. Xueling extended her palms, which were snow-white and flawless, delicate and smooth, a pair of beautiful jade hands that showed no signs of rough work.

Chu Li stretched out his hands and raised both palms, signaling Xueling to place her jade palms on his.

Xueling hesitated for a moment, then brought her palms over.

Their palms touched, and she felt a warm current enveloping her hands, spreading from her wrists, forearms, elbows, upper arms, shoulders, to her chest, and then down to her feet. Her entire body was soaked in warmth, feeling soft and comfortable.

Chu Li withdrew his palms, "How do you feel?"

Xueling shook her hands in surprise, "What kind of martial art is this?"

She felt as if she had taken a hot bath, all her fatigue gone, the soreness in her muscles disappeared, and she was re-energized.

"The Vajra Tribulation Transcending Divine Skill," Chu Li said, "Is it useful?"

"Indeed, it's miraculous!" Xueling praised.

She left the island in a small boat, went to the training hall, and brought back twenty sticks, all as thick as her wrist, sturdy and fine, with a lustrous sheen.

Chu Li was very satisfied; these were much sturdier.

Under the strikes of the wooden sticks, he practiced for another morning.

Xueling was drenched in sweat. Although she had the protection of the Great Yin Technique, swinging the sticks required physical strength, and women were naturally weaker. Being able to last a whole morning was already impressive.

Three sticks were worn out this time. She learned to be smarter, swinging each stick three times before switching to another, giving them a rest, which indeed made them more durable. Even so, three sticks broke, and another piece of Chu Li's clothing was ruined.

First, it was his back, then his chest, then his thighs, arms, and finally his entire body, except for his head.

On the third morning, after finishing breakfast, Chu Li started practicing, and Su Ru arrived gracefully, bringing the seeds of the Xuanli Grass.

Su Ru was wearing a light green silk robe today, looking particularly fresh and pleasant.

Su Ru waved her hand, indicating they should continue, and stood aside to watch.

Xueling swung the wooden sticks, striking Chu Li's back with a rhythmic "thud."

Chu Li slowly practiced the seventy-two forms, unaffected by the wooden sticks, calm and focused, leaving Su Ru amazed.

"What did you come up with this?" Su Ru shook her head and laughed, "It's not that kind of external martial art. Will this method work?"

Chu Li said, "So far, it's quite effective."

"Alright, do as you please." Su Ru came to the small pavilion, placed a few small cloth bags on the table, and asked aloud, "What do you need the seeds of the Xuanli Grass for? And those spiritual herbs, you can't refine elixirs! ... Besides the seeds of the Xuanli Grass, there are five other types of spiritual herbs. See if you can grow them."

Chu Li explained his idea while practicing.

Su Ru suddenly understood, "You want to use them for a medicinal bath. Miss has a formula you can try."

Chu Li shook his head, "Miss's formula is very precious, I can't afford it."

"Indeed, it's quite expensive," Su Ru nodded, all precious spiritual herbs, which most people couldn't afford, "But you are a rich man, you can afford it!"

Chu Li said, "I'll try this formula first."

"Alright, it's not expensive anyway. Only the Xuanli Grass is hard to get, you can grow it yourself."

She came to the Heavenly Spirit Tree, squatted down, and saw the sprout, smiling, "When will it grow up?"

"In a year," Chu Li said, "With the help of three trees, it grows very fast."

"I really want to see what it looks like when it grows up," Su Ru smiled, "By the way, I have some good news for you, ZHUO Feiyang has emerged from seclusion!"

Chu Li laughed, "Steward, that's not good news!"

"You should have something to do!" Su Ru rolled her eyes and huffed, "Look at your life, so comfortable and leisurely, with a beautiful woman serving you!"

Chu Li pondered, "Has he reached the innate realm?"

Su Ru smiled, "He is indeed a martial arts prodigy!"

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The morning sunlight was bright, just like ZHUO Feiyang's mood.

He stood on the bow of the boat in a green robe, hands behind his back, the lake breeze refreshing and comfortable.

This seclusion was highly fruitful, and he had successfully entered the innate realm.

He was amazed by his own progress, never expecting his talent to be so good and his luck so great. His shattered confidence was not only restored but even stronger than before.

Recalling the confrontation with Chu Li, he didn't rush to emerge from seclusion but practiced another supreme technique—the Blood Burning Body Incineration Technique, the most advanced method to stimulate potential. Once this secret technique was used, all his power would burn, divided into three stages, enhancing his martial arts several times over.

Once this secret technique was used, even two Chu Lis would be beaten to a pulp!

This time, he was determined to give the Chus a harsh lesson, not stopping until they cried for their mothers, making them know who was truly stronger!

The small boat slowly approached the training hall. He leaped ashore, and BAI Zhijie stopped the boat, looking at his back with anticipation. If he couldn't avenge this time, the young master would become a laughingstock, and he, as a guard, would lose face.

ZHUO Feiyang held his head high, radiant, and stepped into the training ground, quickly finding ZHAO Ying.

ZHAO Ying was practicing her sword alone, her movements graceful and agile, like a swallow skimming over the lake, a delightful sight.

He strode over, drew his sword, and stepped into the circle, chuckling, "Junior Sister ZHAO, watch my sword!"

He thrust his sword forward with incredible speed.

"Senior Brother ZHUO?!" ZHAO Ying didn't expect ZHUO Feiyang to suddenly appear, instinctively engaging in combat. The Swallow Sword Technique unfolded, and their swords lightly clashed. She almost lost her grip on her sword, her eyes widening in surprise. External transmission of internal power, the innate realm!

Fortunately, she had experience dealing with innate experts, having sparred with Chu Li many times and suffered a lot. Now, this experience showed its value. The Swallow Sword Technique became even more agile, avoiding direct collisions with his sword, finding gaps to exploit, leaving no trace.

ZHUO Feiyang thrust his sword fifteen times in succession, to no avail. His face darkened. He had originally planned to defeat ZHAO Ying in ten moves to wash away the shadow of his previous defeat. However, ZHAO Ying's Swallow Sword Technique was so exquisite that it would take more than fifty moves to win.