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"The higher the difficulty of cultivating Martial Arts, the greater the lethality! No matter what, I must cultivate Blood Battle in Hell to a small success!"
Feeling quite unwilling, Lin Qiubai tossed aside the shriveled skin of the Nourishing Spirit Xuan Shen in his hand and licked his lips.
The more failures he faced, the more it ignited his fighting spirit.
With this thought, his gaze became intense as it fell once again on the few remaining Nourishing Spirit Snow Ginseng plants.
'These are Zhao Shishu's herbs; eating them all seems very impolite...
I should just go to the merchant and buy some. I'll purchase a few seedlings to compensate the owner for one, and then cultivate the rest into Nourishing Spirit Xuan Shen. However, before that, I can casually enhance the age of these Spiritual Herbs by several decades as an apology.'
Feeling guilty for silently consuming one of Zhao Shishu's Mystical Herbs, Lin Qiubai took out one hundred thousand Vital Essence and evenly sprinkled it over the herb bed.
Once he finished cultivating, he brushed off his sleeves, concealed his achievements and name, and left the Herb Garden.
Not long after.
Zhao Shishu's daughter, Zhao Yuru, returned home.
Seeing her father's legs healed, her joyful laughter echoed like the songs of orioles in the small courtyard.
Then, when she turned to the Herb Garden to observe the growth of the Mystical Herbs, she was startled into a scream.
In the small Herb Garden, nearly thirty Mystical Herbs had inexplicably increased their medicinal effect by a hundred years in just one morning!
Each Mystical Herb was lush and vibrant, shimmering with colors, while the tuberous Mystical Herb had its round, plump roots exposed to the air, looking very tempting. The entire Herb Garden was filled with a mist of Vital Energy, and the fragrance of herbs was rich and intoxicating!
Zhao Yuru was so excited that her small face turned red, and her developing chest slightly trembled, exuding a hint of youthful beauty.
"Was it made by Lin Xianzhi?"
Zhao Shishu also entered the Herb Garden, feeling shocked, and immediately thought of Lin Qiubai.
Among them, it seemed that only this extraordinary young man could achieve such a feat.
"Uh... I just secretly ate a Nourishing Spirit Snow Ginseng, feeling guilty, so..."
Lin Qiubai scratched his nose and spoke truthfully.
"Just one Nourishing Spirit Snow Ginseng, how could it compare to a Mystical Herb with over a hundred years of medicinal effect? Besides, you managed to produce more than twenty..."
Zhao Yuru patted her smooth forehead with a pained expression, realizing that Lin Qiubai must have spent quite a bit of resources.
However, the Mystical Herb in the Herb Garden was all low-grade; it was meant for her to practice her Alchemy skills.
The medicinal effects would only last three to four years; they didn't need to be extraordinary.
"These Mystical Herb have too high medicinal effects; I can't refine them at all, I can only watch..."
Zhao Yuru found it both amusing and frustrating. She looked at Lin Qiubai, suddenly thinking that this boy was adorably foolish.
Lin Qiubai was at a loss for words.
He knew nothing about Alchemy and didn't expect that his good intentions would lead to trouble. He could only muster the courage to say, "How about I go buy some Mystical Herbs for you later?"
"That would be fine, but you should take all these Mystical Herbs with you. They are too precious!" Zhao Yuru immediately agreed.
"Then can I take these Nourishing Spirit Snow Ginseng? Is that okay?!"
Seeing that Zhao Yuru wasn't angry, Lin Qiubai felt a surge of joy. His gaze eagerly fell on the roots of the Nourishing Spirit Snow Ginseng; he was desperate to comprehend the Blood Battle in Hell, this Quasi-Divine Level Martial Technique.
The feeling of wanting to cultivate it to a small success yet finding it difficult even to understand it was like a thousand ants gnawing at his heart, causing Lin Qiubai great torment.
"I only need these few Nourishing Spirit Snow Ginseng!"
Lin Qiubai crouched down, and amidst the astonished gazes of everyone, millions of Vital Essence surged out, pouring onto the roots of the Nourishing Spirit Snow Ginseng.
After a stick of incense's time, six Nourishing Spirit Xuan Shen broke through the ground.
"Haha..."
Lin Qiubai laughed out loud, pulled out a Nourishing Spirit Xuan Shen, pierced its skin, and swallowed it. He immediately sat cross-legged like an old monk entering meditation and began to comprehend Blood Battle in Hell.
As his breathing fluctuated, the Blood Qi Domain behind Lin Qiubai slowly expanded, growing larger and eventually enveloping the entire small Pharmacy Garden.
"Lin Xianzhi's martial arts level is so high! No wonder he needs to rely on external objects to comprehend it. The difficulty of cultivating this martial art has far exceeded his current realm."
Zhao Shikuang is a person of insight.
Back in the day, his cultivation had already reached the peak of the mid-stage Creation Realm, and he could tell at a glance that Lin Qiubai's martial arts technique was above King-Level Medium Quality, though he couldn't pinpoint the exact grade at that moment.
"With such a level, even a Transcendent Realm Martial Artist would find it quite difficult to cultivate, right? I didn't expect that Lin's nephew could comprehend some of it with just Origin Realm cultivation. His comprehension is impressive."
Aunt Zhao was also quite surprised, her chest rising and falling sharply, clearly unsettled.
Beside her, Zhao Yuru's beautiful eyes flickered as she stared at Lin Qiubai, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation.
It was her first time seeing someone comprehend martial arts with such an exaggerated aura. She was very curious but was startled back two steps by the Blood Qi Domain surrounding him.
Everyone silently observed Lin Qiubai.
Aunt Zhao was on high alert, guarding against any sudden interruptions from outsiders.
In the blink of an eye, a stick of incense had passed. Lin Qiubai suddenly opened his eyes, pulled out a Nourishing Spirit Xuan Shen, placed it in his mouth, and resumed his meditation. The Blood Qi Domain behind him became increasingly solid, resembling a piece of blood jade spanning across the Void, emitting powerful waves that even made Zhao Shikuang's heart race.
This had nothing to do with realms.
It was simply an inexplicable sharpness and dominance.
There was even a sense that Transcendent of Creation seemed like nothing more than a mere chicken or dog in front of this martial art.
Zhao Shikuang took a deep breath, wondering just how powerful Lin Qiubai's martial arts truly were.
"Again!"
Lin Qiubai extended his hand and once more drew out the Nourishing Spirit Xuan Shen, tossing one after another into his mouth to maintain the speed of his comprehension in his mind. However, within the blood-colored domain, only a few Vitality Spears had formed.
Compared to three hundred Vitality Spears, it was far from enough...
"Continue comprehending!"
Lin Qiubai was unwilling to give up and reached for the Nourishing Spirit Xuan Shen, only to suddenly realize it was gone, a wave of disappointment washing over him.
At this moment, five Vitality Spears coalesced, their sharp aura spreading like blades, causing the rocks of the small courtyard's artificial mountain to crumble piece by piece.
"Lin Xianzhi, let me test your martial arts!"
Aunt Zhao saw that Lin Qiubai had interrupted his comprehension and wanted to gauge his power. She leaped forward, her entire body’s Vital Energy transforming into myriad forms, ultimately morphing into a Giant Bell that blocked her path.
"My apologies in advance."
Lin Qiubai shouted loudly, his long hair flowing backward and his clothes rustling in the wind, exuding an extraordinary demeanor that drew attention.
The Spear transformed into a blood-red streak of light with the movement of his Mind Thought and crashed violently against the Giant Bell.
"Buzz!"
The Giant Bell emitted a deafening sound. The spreading sound waves crushed all the Mystical Herbs in the Herb Garden, leaving even the walls of the small courtyard in ruins.
Zhao Shikuang quickly retreated while holding his daughter, standing at a distance with a look of shock on his face.
The destructive power was terrifying!
"This martial arts attack has already surpassed your realm. If you were at the Peak of Yuan Dan Realm, I fear that if these shots were to strike down, my Beast King Bell would shatter instantly."
Aunt Zhao did not hold back her praise, for Lin Qiubai was worthy of such acclaim.
"Peerless Genius, Brother Yun's judgment remains sharp as ever."
Lin Qiubai retracted his Spear and awkwardly scratched his head, "Zhao Shishu, Aunt Zhao, you flatter me. This martial arts is merely mediocre."
Lin Qiubai knew he had only grasped a fraction of it and had no reason to feel proud.
But what was exciting was that even this small understanding unleashed such terrifying lethality.
If he were to reach minor success, with three hundred Spears raining down from the sky, wouldn't that be world-destroying?
With this thought in mind, Lin Qiubai's desire for the Enlightenment Stone grew even stronger.
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