Chapter 10

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Chapter 10: Yin Water Skill and Blood Refining Soup

"I can think of two ways to fully awaken your bloodline. One is through external force, and the other is by relying on yourself. External force means using some awakening potions, while self-reliance involves practicing a Body Forging Technique to stimulate Bloodline Awakening."

"I will help you with the potions, but the Body Forging Technique is rare and will take time for me to find. However, before that, I plan to teach you the basic skill of the White Cloud Temple called ‘Yin Water Skill.’ To learn this skill, you must first pass the trial of planting the Yin Power Spirit. Hmm, you were just energized by me, so your body is now ready for planting the spirit," Taoist Chongyun said slowly as he thought.

"Yin Power Spirit?" Wang Yu was surprised.

"Yes, although you possess Spiritual Sensing, to truly embark on the path of training, you must first implant a Spirit Seed in your body. Only then can you use techniques to help the Spirit Seed grow into a Spiritual Root. The planting process will be extremely painful, and you must have immense willpower to endure it; otherwise, if you fail, you could become seriously injured or even lose your life. You must hold on," the Taoist advised solemnly.

"I understand, I will endure," Wang Yu said. Although he did not fully understand what a "Spirit Seed" and "Spiritual Root" were, he felt a sense of dread hearing that it would be painful and life-threatening, but then he remembered that this body was not his original one, which eased his mind a bit.

"Now close your eyes and relax your whole body…"

The moment Wang Yu closed his eyes, he felt two hands pressing on his shoulders. Two icy energies surged in from his shoulders. At first, it was just a little cold, but soon it became painfully icy, slowly running down his back, as if countless ice needles were piercing deeply into him, causing his muscles and blood vessels to twitch, and his entire back began to turn a dark blue color.

As a modern university student from Blue Star, Wang Yu had never experienced such inhumane pain. At first, he could grit his teeth, but within moments, he suddenly opened his eyes and screamed without caring for anything else.

Taoist Chongyun seemed to be prepared. He quickly pulled out a hand and patted Wang Yu’s back twice. Wang Yu immediately felt a numbness throughout his body and could no longer move, but the icy pain was reduced by half, allowing him to barely keep going.

The Taoist’s cold voice whispered in Wang Yu’s ear, "I will now use the pulse-cutting method to help you. All you have to do is try your best to stay awake. If you faint later, the spirit gathering will fail."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yu felt two icy forces gathering below his abdomen, slowly spinning and getting faster. What had felt like a needle now felt like countless blades chopping within him.

Although Wang Yu could not make a sound, his eyes instantly filled with bloodshot veins, and his eyeballs bulged out as he couldn’t help but curse inside his heart.

Such extreme pain was impossible for anyone to endure. Taoist Chongyun was clearly trying to take his life.

Within just a few breaths, Wang Yu was tortured to the brink of death. If his body had not been greatly strengthened by Bloodline Awakening, he would have fainted long ago.

He did not know how much time had passed, but Wang Yu felt as if a hundred years had gone by. The icy pain in his abdomen finally eased and disappeared completely.

"Smack, smack."

The Taoist finally removed his hands from Wang Yu’s shoulders and gave his back two pats, showing a hint of tiredness on his face as he said:

"Alright, your Spirit Seed has formed. I truly did not expect you to endure so easily. When I gathered the Qingfeng spirit, it was so painful that I almost bit my tongue off. Those with a bloodline are indeed not ordinary."

"Thank you, Master!" Wang Yu felt a release in his body, and his limbs regained their ability to move. He struggled to get up and bowed to express his gratitude.

"Alright, I helped you plant the spirit. I am a bit tired now. Come back tomorrow afternoon, and I will teach you the first three levels of the Yin Water Skill. For now, go to Qingfeng and learn some basic cultivation knowledge." The master waved his hand, signaling the boy that he could leave, then closed his eyes to rest.

Wang Yu nodded and quietly stepped out of the quiet room, returning to his own living space.

In just one morning, he gathered so much information that he needed to organize it carefully before moving on.

But as soon as he got back to his room, he suddenly felt extremely tired, like a heavy sleepiness filled every cell in his body, making his eyelids feel too heavy to open.

"What is this…?"

Wang Yu didn’t have time to think much; he simply "thudded" onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep, sleeping very soundly.

The next morning, Wang Yu woke up and was astonished to realize he had slept for such a long time.

However, the first thing he did after getting up was to check the chilling spot on his abdomen carefully. When he pressed his palm there, he felt a bit of coolness but nothing else unusual.

It seems that this so-called Spirit Seed is an invisible thing, and the idea of the Spirit Seed is just a metaphor.

Wang Yu remembered the Taoist’s reminder from yesterday, and after eating a little, he hurriedly went out.

Taoist Chongyun asked him to go find Qingfeng to learn the basics of cultivation, and of course, he had to go, as this knowledge was valuable information from another world.

As a result, on the way he met Dongyue. When Dongyue saw Wang Yu, who had grown taller, there was a flurry of shouting and excitement.

Wang Yu put in a lot of effort to shake off the curious Dongyue.

…

In a room at the Taoist temple, Qingfeng pointed at a detailed human body diagram filled with notes and explained to the boy in front of him:

"I heard from Master that you have successfully planted the Spirit Seed. That is truly delightful news. Master has asked me to teach you about cultivation. Naturally, I will not hold back. First, I will explain the knowledge of the human body’s meridians and acupoints that you will need for cultivation, then I will talk about the basic things you should pay attention to during cultivation, and most importantly, how to use the Spirit Seed to sense the Spirit Qi of heaven and earth. The meridians are divided into the main and the extraordinary meridians…"

Wang Yu listened attentively, occasionally nodding his head.

An hour later, Wang Yu was sitting cross-legged on the ground opposite Qingfeng, with his hands held in front of him like a cup, his eyes slightly closed, and he could hear Qingfeng’s clear voice beside him:

"Junior brother, you already have the Spirit Seed within you, and a sea of consciousness can naturally be born in your mind, which is the divine sense sea. Remember, Spiritual Sensing is the touch of the spirit, and the spirit is the source of Spiritual Sensing. Only when the two are united can we have divine sense. Spiritual Sensing is divine sense, and divine sense is also a kind of active awareness for us. It can be activated or consumed. As cultivators, as long as we use divine sense to touch the surrounding emptiness, we can sense the existence of Spirit Qi in heaven and earth. The specific way is to not think about any other trivial matters; just imagine yourself in a space of nothingness and carefully sense if there is anything around you… Not sensing anything? If it doesn’t work the first time, just keep trying again…"

With his eyes closed, Wang Yu followed the method described by Qingfeng and after trying repeatedly for more than ten times, he finally "saw" the scattered light spots appearing around him with his divine sense. Some were as big as soybeans, while others were only the size of ants. These light spots were colorful, floating in the void, looking bright and beautiful.

The young boy was momentarily stunned…

In the afternoon.

Wang Yu returned to Taoist Chongyun’s quiet room with a look of anticipation.

As soon as he entered the room, he smelled a strong herbal fragrance and was surprised to see a large white porcelain bowl in front of the seated Taoist, filled to the brim with green liquid, from which the herbal scent was emanating.

"This is the ‘Blood Refining Soup’ that I personally prepared for you; it will greatly benefit your awakening bloodline. Drink it while it’s warm," the Taoist instructed without hesitation.

"Yes, Master."

Wang Yu picked up the big bowl without thinking and drank all the green liquid in one gulp. It was not bitter at all; in fact, it had a slightly sweet taste.

"Very good. This Blood Refining Soup cannot be saved. Although it will take a long time to work, you must drink it immediately within the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, or else its effect will be greatly weakened. Before I teach you my skills, I want to ask you first: what do you think I am?" The Taoist looked at the boy in front of him, asking with a smile that seemed both serious and playful.

"Master, Elder Martial Brother knows magic. You must know magic too. It seems only gods can use magic, right?" Wang Yu blinked and said, feeling a slight fullness in his stomach after drinking the medicine soup.

"Haha, of course, I am not a god. It is said that immortals can live forever, who wouldn’t want to be one? But I, like this, am just a cultivator. Although there are not many of us in White Cloud Temple, we are actually one of the few cultivator forces in the Yellow Stone City area," Taoist Chongyun said proudly.

Cultivator!

Wang Yu excitedly remembered this name; it seemed this was the true title for those with supernatural powers in this world.

"The so-called cultivator is a practitioner who absorbs and uses the Spirit Qi of heaven and earth. After reaching a certain level, they can call the wind and rain, control the forces of nature, and even extend their life, with a lifespan far beyond ordinary people. A high-level cultivator can truly be called an immortal. However, people in this world are never born equal. Without Spiritual Sensing, they cannot sense the Spirit Qi of heaven and earth, and naturally, they have no possibility of cultivation. Therefore, to become a cultivator, one must have a talent for Spiritual Sensing. Those with Spiritual Sensing, after overcoming a certain level of understanding, can absorb the Spirit Qi through practicing the Breathing Exercises Technique, thereby slowly nurturing the Spirit Seed within them. Once the Spirit Seed grows into a Spiritual Root, the practitioner can greatly increase their ability to absorb the Spirit Qi of heaven and earth. Only then can they truly be called a cultivator; before that, they can only be referred to as a ‘fake cultivator’, able to perform only low-level magic tricks and struggling to control even low-grade magical tools."

Spiritual Root! Magic tricks! Magical tools!

Wang Yu silently noted these key terms.

"I will now officially teach you the ‘Yin Water Skill,’ which is a basic Breathing Exercises Technique that every cultivator must learn. The first three levels of this skill can strengthen the Spirit Seed inside you. Pay attention, the main principle of this technique is: The softest thing in the world is water, and the coldest thing in the world is Yin…" Taoist Chongyun began to teach seriously.

Wang Yu listened intently, and whenever he did not understand something, he would ask questions directly. The Taoist patiently explained everything clearly to him.

The phrases for the first three levels of the technique were not very long and were easy to understand. After he memorized all the phrases, under the Taoist’s watch, he closed his eyes, placed his hands on his knees, and began his first true practice in life.

"Remember, as the Spirit Seed takes root, Spiritual Sensing awakens your awareness. The meridians must flow smoothly, and the skill is the foundation. Breathe slowly according to the first level’s phrases, and focus completely without any distraction. With each breath in and out, you must align with the rhythm of heaven and earth…"

Following the rhythm of the first level of the Yin Water Skill, Wang Yu breathed in and out. In full concentration, the Spirit Qi lights floating around him gradually moved toward his body, turning into a cool sensation that gathered in his dantian. If he became even slightly distracted, the lights would immediately drift away, which made him have to amplify his divine sense to the fullest all the time.