Daqian Night Emperor

Chapter 141: The adopted son breaks through and cultivates his abilities to repay his parents

In Kyoto City, in the North City Health Hall.

In the open-air martial arts arena, a sturdy martial arts master was holding a long sword in his hand. In front of him stood a group of young children, ranging from twelve or thirteen to fifteen or sixteen years old. All of them looked focused and full of anticipation.

Master Wu's eyes were as sharp as torches as he scanned every student present.

His voice was deep and powerful: "Yesterday I taught you the first two moves of the Hundred Forged Sword Techniques. Today I will teach you the third and fourth moves of the Hundred Forged Sword Techniques."

He took a stance and began to demonstrate. His sword moves so fiercely that each blow was faster than the last, dazzling the eyes.

After performing a few smooth sword techniques, he began to explain: "The third form of the Hundred Forging Sword Techniques is called 'Die Lang'. It emphasizes great force and momentum, and great opening and closing. When you raise the sword..."

As he explained, he slowly broke down the moves in great detail.

Opposite him, the students looked focused, watching intently and learning very seriously.

There were only a few students with lively personalities who could not help looking back while listening to the explanation of the martial arts master. Only when the martial arts master frowned and scolded them would they suddenly come to their senses and concentrate on practicing martial arts.

Outside the martial arts arena, Zhao Qi'an sat on a chair, holding a tea bowl, quietly watching the children practice martial arts.

His arrival also made the children nervous. They were afraid of performing poorly in front of him and they studied very seriously.

He waited until the martial arts master who was teaching the sword techniques finished explaining the moves and asked the children to practice sword techniques in pairs before walking towards Zhao Qian'an.

He came in front of Zhao Qi'an and bowed, "My Lord."

"Master Li, you've worked hard. Have some tea."

"How dare I trouble you, sir? I'll do it myself. I'll do it myself."

Seeing Zhao Qian'an pouring tea himself, Master Li was flattered. He quickly stepped forward to take the teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, and then drank it all in one gulp.

He took a breath, sat down on the chair next to Zhao Qian'an, and said with a smile: "Since the arrival of the benefactor, these boys have listened more seriously than before and have made rapid progress. But what happened to Master Chu recently? He suddenly fell ill. When I went to visit him, I saw that his body was burnt black... He didn't look like he was sick."

Master Li was indeed curious. Ever since Master Chu was summoned by his benefactor a few days ago, he had been ill for several days since he came back.

But when this question was asked, Zhao Qian'an showed a little embarrassment on his face.

He couldn't say that Master Li's guess was correct and that Master Chu was not sick but was struck by lightning, right?
Ever since Zhao Qi'an discovered that the "demonic energy" in Chu Xuan's qi sea was restrained by the aura of thunder tribulation, he went back and asked someone to make a large lightning rod.

It happened that there was a thunderstorm yesterday, so Zhao Qian'an tied Chu Xuan up and tried to draw thunder from the sky into his body, trying to dispel the "demonic energy" in his qi sea.

This seems dangerous, but in fact the risk is not that great.

Although Chu Xuan's realm has fallen, his body is still a flawless "new body" of Hunyuan, which is far beyond the reach of ordinary Yuantai realm cultivators. He possesses the terrifying self-healing ability of a genuine Shentong realm cultivator, and can even regenerate broken limbs.

But after trying, I failed.

Ordinary lightning voltage was completely useless against that ball of "demonic energy". Instead, it struck Chu Xuan so hard that he was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. He has been bedridden for the past few days, and the skin on his body has not yet regenerated. It was really miserable.

This experiment also made Zhao Qi'an understand that what the "demonic energy" feared was not the power of thunder and lightning, but the "power of blessing from heaven" contained in the purple patterns.

Zhao Qi'an read a lot of different books, and he had seen references to the Yuantai Purple Marks in many ancient books.

It is recorded in the ancient book "De Tian Lu" that "the beginning of all things and the end of all things is Hong Meng."

And in the "True Explanation of Martial Arts" left behind by a great Yangxian more than a hundred years ago, it is also recorded: "Martial arts are like heaven and man. They are not human beings, but children of heaven and earth. They are blessed by heaven and earth and given the purple energy of primordial chaos." There are many similar books, and the theories in them are also different.

Some people think that the purple lines of the primordial body contain the "power of life and death", while others think that they contain the most primitive "power of chaos".

But no matter what, the purple lines of the Yuantai contain a special great power.

And it is this great power that is the nemesis of the "demonic energy" in Chu Xuan's sea of ​​​​qi.

He is just an ordinary warrior in the Yuantai realm, even a nine-pattern Yuantai, the "power of Hongmeng" contained in it is not enough to eliminate the evil spirit in Chu Xuan's body, but will be backfired by the evil spirit.

But in reality, the amount of "Hongmeng Power" that a warrior can absorb into himself and transform into a purple line on his primordial body is very limited.

There is only one place where the "power of Hongmeng" is most abundant, and that is when a warrior in the Yuantai realm experiences a thunder tribulation.

This gave Zhao Qi'an a bold idea!

But in order to implement his bold idea, he had to break through first and add another purple line to himself.

It was for this reason that after Chu Xuan fell ill, he had been personally in charge of the health hall these days, supervising the practice of the children in the charity hall.

Some children who were already on the verge of a breakthrough were given massive amounts of elixirs and materials by him, and he also gave them personal guidance to help them break through and advance.

Master Li couldn't help but sigh: "In recent days, the resources sent to the hall by the benefactor are much more than in previous months. Many boys with good qualifications have broken through. However, there are more children leaving the hall this month, and the hall has become deserted. It's hard to adapt."

There are rules in the Health Hall. If the children of the Martial Hall want to leave, they must either be sixteen years old or have broken through to the seventh level of Rongqiao Realm.

The children who are selected by Zhao Qi'an to enter the martial arts hall are naturally gifted. Each of them has at least B-level qualifications, and most of them can reach the seventh level before the age of sixteen and leave the charity hall to be used by Zhao Qi'an.

Under normal circumstances, at most a dozen children would go out to school each month.

But in the past few days, Zhao Qian'an has spared no effort and invested massive resources, and has personally sat in the hall to guide his disciples in their practice. Only half of June has passed, and there are already seventy or eighty children leaving the hall.

When the disciple’s realm broke through, the feedback to him on his cultivation was enormous.

But for Zhao Qian'an...it's not enough.

It is extremely difficult for him to break through another purple line now. Despite his efforts these days, he still has a lot of accumulation to make a breakthrough.

But those disciples in the hall who were close to a breakthrough recently have already achieved a breakthrough with his help.

The rest who want to break through and get promoted still need a lot of accumulation.

Zhao Qi'an can certainly use massive amounts of resources to increase a person's martial arts skills, but the path of martial arts requires one to be down-to-earth. Forcibly accumulated skills are like rootless duckweed, which is not only useless but harmful.

This matter...seems like we can only proceed step by step.

Just as Zhao Qi'an was thinking this, an unexpected system prompt sounded beside his ears:
[Your adopted son "Zhao Guanxiang" has broken through to the fourth-grade Yuantai realm, and your cultivation has been significantly improved. ]

As this sound rang out...

Purple lines began to appear uncontrollably on the surface of Zhao Qi'an's body!

(End of this chapter)