Chapter 14 Transformation of Strength
Chapter 14 Transformation of Strength
When Chen Qiyuan returned to the martial arts school, he found the training ground empty. The students who had practiced martial arts that morning were all gone. He asked a maid who was cleaning nearby, and she told him that they had gone out for lunch and had never returned.
The maid said, "If you leave now, young master, it's not too late."
Chen Qiyuan said, "I can't control whether others leave or not, but I won't leave."
Just then, Wen Zhenzhen came out from inside. He walked over and said, "Senior Sister Wen, can I stay at the martial arts school tonight?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Zhenzhen looked at him seriously and asked, "Are you really going to stay at the martial arts school?"
"Yes."
"Alright, then stay." Her gaze softened considerably. "We're short-handed, so you can help take care of the injured senior brothers."
"Yes, Senior Sister."
This suited him perfectly; those ten injured senior brothers were all at the Inner Strength level. He had plundered several hundred points of proficiency from them in just one morning.
When Chen Qiyuan arrived at the courtyard that had been cleared for the injured, it was almost evening.
After a day of rest, they all recovered and demonstrated strong recovery abilities.
The atmosphere in the courtyard was somewhat somber.
It was dinnertime, so Chen Qiyuan went over to help deliver the food to the injured senior brothers. Later, Tang Xuan called him over to have dinner with him.
Taking the opportunity, Chen Qiyuan inquired about Wu Tianhuan's personal disciples, "I heard that the master took in seventeen disciples in total, so how come there are only three senior brothers left in the martial arts school now: the third senior brother, the eighth senior sister, the tenth senior brother, the fifteenth senior brother, and the sixteenth senior brother?"
Tang Xuan said, "Those senior brothers, after reaching the Transformation Realm, all went out to explore in order to find opportunities to break through to the Blood Exchange Realm. As for the few who stayed at the martial arts school, the ones who joined the school the latest are still not skilled enough and need more training."
Chen Qiyuan asked, "What about the third senior brother, the eighth senior sister, and the tenth senior brother?"
Tang Xuan said, "Third Senior Brother can't leave, as you know, the Master often goes into seclusion. Eighth Senior Sister is the Master's only blood relative, so naturally he doesn't want her to go out and risk her life."
He knew this; Wen Zhenzhen was the granddaughter of the museum owner, Wu Tianhuan.
"As for my tenth senior brother—" Tang Xuan lowered his voice, "he encountered a problem a few years ago when he was trying to break through to the Blood Exchange Realm, and his cultivation regressed, which was a considerable blow to him."
"I see."
The tenth senior brother, also known as Pang Guoyong.
Chen Qiyuan knew he was no ordinary person, so it wasn't surprising that he failed to break through and then turned to the dark side.
boom!
Suddenly, a loud bang came from outside.
"Wu, Tian, Huan—"
A furious roar exploded, making Chen Qiyuan's ears ring. He instinctively covered his ears, yelling, "Get out here and die!"
Even with my ears covered, the sound still got into them.
He turned his head and saw Tang Xuan's horrified expression.
Tang Xuan was shocked. Your "Hun Yuan Gong" had taken the opportunity to steal fifty points of proficiency.
Chen Qiyuan was surprised, but a surge of joy welled up inside him. They've arrived.
The fact that the Guo family dared to come knocking on his door like this was a golden opportunity for him.
This roar terrified the injured people in the courtyard.
The nameless martial artist was filled with fear; your "Primordial Chaos Skill" had seized the opportunity to steal fifty points of proficiency.
[...fifty points]
【…】
Fifty points, all fifty points.
Chen Qiyuan used the "Stealth Step" to pass by the doors of the wounded one by one at top speed. He felt the heat surging through his body and his power filling him, gradually reaching a critical point.
With a loud bang.
When the critical point was broken, he felt the power within his body become perfectly unified, a state that was extremely mysterious.
Neutralize the force!
He instinctively opened the panel.
Name: Chen Qiyuan
【Technique: Hunyuan Stance (Perfect 2/1000)】
【武技:虎形拳(精通144/500),迷蹤步(精通411/500),百鍊刀法(入门55/100)】
The Hunyuan Stance indeed broke through and became perfect.
"It's really not easy."
Chen Qiyuan felt a sense of emotion. More than half a month had passed since he transmigrated, and he had finally reached the Transformation Realm, barely qualifying as a master.
The prompts will continue to appear.
The nameless martial artist was filled with fear; your "Primordial Chaos Skill" had seized the opportunity to steal ten points of proficiency.
After the breakthrough, the proficiency points gained are only ten.
Just as he guessed, plundering martial artists with lower cultivation levels yielded less reward.
However, even a small fly is still meat, and we can't let it go at 10 o'clock.
Chen Qiyuan only stopped after he had plundered the proficiency of all ten injured people.
He had achieved his goal; now, if things went wrong, he would immediately make his escape.
He turned around and looked towards the backyard, where Wu Tianhuan was in seclusion.
How could Wu Tianhuan remain calm after being attacked like this?
Is Master Wu really injured, or is this just a smokescreen?
Chen Qiyuan was really curious about this.
"Guo Yongchang, stop your arrogance."
A sharp shout also came from the martial arts school. It was from the third senior brother, Zhang Chunsheng. His voice was as powerful as a bronze bell, and it was no less impressive than the previous shout.
"Third Senior Brother has broken through to the Blood Exchange Realm! There's hope now!"
Someone shouted excitedly.
Chen Qiyuan was somewhat surprised. At the same time, he was also very happy, as he no longer had to run away.
From any perspective, he didn't want the Wu Family Martial Arts School to be destroyed. It was his treasure trove of skill points.
Without a martial arts school, how could he have reached the level of Huajin so quickly?
Moving to a different place means starting all over again, and you might even have to learn a whole new set of stance training exercises, wasting a lot of time.
He sincerely hoped that the martial arts school could overcome this difficulty.
Guo Yongchang said with murderous intent, "Zhang Chunsheng, you are no match for me. Wu Tianhuan, you used despicable means to kill my father and steal the spiritual root of my Guo family. Today, I will take back everything that the Guo family has lost."
Spiritual root?
Only then did Chen Qiyuan realize that there were hidden details to what happened back then.
So, the feud between Wu Tianhuan and the Guo family back then wasn't about seizing territory, but rather about that so-called "spiritual root."
Just by hearing the name, you know it's no ordinary thing; it must be related to cultivation.
He pricked up his ears and listened intently.
Just then, a somewhat familiar voice came from the backyard, "Back then, your father lost to me with the government and the Ironclad Sect as witnesses. Now you want to forcibly take it? Do you think the government and the Ironclad Sect are nothing?"
It was Wu Tianhuan's voice.
At this point, he could no longer hide away.
It seems that the spiritual root is really important to him.
"It's the Master! The Master has finally emerged from seclusion."
"Let's see if Guo Yongchang still dares to be so arrogant."
"..."
Those martial artists who had just been terrified also came out of the house, their expressions excited, clearly having absolute confidence in Wu Tianhuan.
"Hahaha--"
Outside, Guo Yongchang laughed wildly several times, "You surnamed Wu, today I've invited Steward Lin from the Ironclad Sect to have another duel with you, to fight for the ownership of the spiritual root."
"Will it be a battle between you and me, or like back then, will we each send five disciples or nephews at the Transformation Realm to fight, and the outcome will be decided in three rounds?"
"You choose."
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