All-People Game: As a Sword Cultivator, All I Can Do is Fly with a Sword

The next morning.

The winter sun is always deceptive; it looks golden, but it doesn't feel warm when it shines on you.

The collapsed blue brick wall in the backyard was cordoned off, and several workers in blue uniforms were cleaning up the broken bricks.

Xuan Chengzi stood to the side with his hands behind his back, looking at the mess on the ground, and clicked his tongue in distress.

"These bricks are over a hundred years old, and these tiles are antiques too. That bastard surnamed Zhang went to jail before the compensation was even paid. Who's going to take the blame for this?"

Li Jin walked over with a steaming bowl of soy milk, took a sip, and said, "Count it as part of Shenyi Sect's revenue."

Xuan Chengzi turned around, his gaze falling on Li Jin's left arm, and his expression became strange.

"Is your arm all better now?"

Li Jin rotated her left shoulder. Although it was still a little sore, the excruciating pain, like a bone cracking, had disappeared, replaced by a tingling, healing sensation.

He answered truthfully, "I'm almost fully recovered."

Ignoring the soy milk in Li Jin's hand, Xuan Chengzi grabbed his arm and placed his withered fingers on his pulse.

"That's a ghost."

"Last night, the soft tissue contusion was severe, and there were even cracks in the bones. Normally, it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone. Even if you are young and have strong recovery ability, you should at least need to wear a sling for half a month."

"How come the blood clots have mostly dissipated and the fractured bone is starting to heal after only half a night?"

Xuan Chengzi released his grip and circled Li Jin twice, as if looking at some rare animal.

"You little rascal, you didn't steal that century-old ginseng I hid on top of the cabinet, did you?"

"I'd rather sleep more than waste that time," Li Jin rolled her eyes helplessly. "It's probably because of that special power."

But in reality, Li Jin knew exactly what was at play.

Last night while I was sleeping, my spiritual energy circulated automatically within my body. Although the amount was small, it was indeed helping to heal my injuries.

It seems that spiritual power can not only be used to control swords and injure people, but also has a good effect on nourishing the physical body.

"Is it that special force again?"

Xuan Chengzi got excited and stopped caring about the wall. He pulled Li Jin and walked towards his own private courtyard.

"Come, come, show me. Last night, that guy surnamed Zhang caused trouble, and I had completely forgotten about it."

The two arrived at the center of the courtyard.

It's much quieter here, with only an old locust tree and a few stone tables and benches.

Xuan Chengzi stood opposite Li Jin, adopting the posture of a grandmaster giving instructions: "Go ahead and attack, use your strength to hit me as hard as you can."

Li Jin hesitated for a moment: "Old man, are you sure? I'm doing this..."

"Enough nonsense. You think your meager skills can hurt me?" Xuan Chengzi waved his hand impatiently. "Although I have some hidden injuries, my defense is still maxed out."

Li Jin looked at her own panel.

After resting for the latter half of last night, my spiritual energy has recovered to [6/10].

Although it's not much, one slap is enough.

"Then be careful."

Li Jin's expression turned solemn, and he raised his right hand.

That was the technique of the Golden Snake Palm, but what drove it was pure spiritual energy.

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Li Jin's palm seemed to move slowly, but in reality, it moved extremely fast towards Xuan Chengzi's chest.

Xuan Chengzi had been nonchalant, but the instant Li Jin's palm touched him, he formed an invisible barrier in front of his chest.

Li Jin slapped her palm against the barrier.

There was no earth-shattering noise.

Li Jin felt as if she had been slapped onto highly elastic rubber; her spiritual energy was dissipated by the recoil, and she staggered back several steps.

Xuan Chengzi stood motionless, his eyes flashing with a strange light.

He did indeed sense an extremely faint but high-quality energy fluctuation.

That energy did not belong to the power of qi and blood, nor to any known force.

It is purer, sharper, and more full of life.

"Kid, what exactly is this thing of yours?" Xuan Chengzi raised his head, staring intently at Li Jin.

Li Jin rubbed her slightly numb wrist, thought for a moment, and decided to use that word again.

"Spiritual energy."

"Spiritual energy?" Xuan Chengzi was taken aback, then scoffed, "Have you been reading too many online novels lately? I've supposedly experienced a spiritual energy revival!"

"In this world, energy is conserved. Martial arts cultivate one's own vital energy, tapping into the treasures within the human body. Your so-called spiritual energy, could it possibly be the absorption of the essence of heaven and earth?"

Li Jin shrugged: "You could say that. This kind of energy has always existed in the world, but it used to be very scarce. Now it seems to have become more abundant."

Xuan Chengzi remained silent.

He is a grandmaster of martial arts. Although he complains, his senses do not lie.

The air quality has indeed improved these past few days, breathing has become much easier, and even his old injuries seem to have calmed down considerably in this environment.

If we call this change a spiritual resurgence, it seems plausible.

"Alright, let's just say it's spiritual energy." Xuan Chengzi accepted this premise. After all, he was an old Taoist priest who kept up with the times, so it was just like some kind of special energy in the universe.

He rubbed his hands together, a look of anticipation on his face, like a child who had just seen a new toy.

"How do you practice this? Are there any incantations or techniques? Can it enhance male potency... cough, can it prolong life?"

Li Jin shrugged, looking completely innocent: "I don't know either."

"You don't know?" Xuan Chengzi's eyes widened. "You trained it yourself and you don't know?"

Li Jin said in a serious tone, "I was just figuring it out randomly. I got a feel for it, then I grasped it, and then I was able to use it."

"As for how to cultivate systematically and how to enhance my strength, I am still exploring that."

That last sentence is the truth.

He only had skills, not cultivation techniques; he relied entirely on his innate sword physique as a passive talent.

Xuan Chengzi sighed in disappointment and plopped down on the stone bench.

"That's true. Something that's unprecedented can't be easily systematized."

He looked at Li Jin and suddenly said seriously, "Although I don't understand your spiritual energy, the principles of energy utilization are the same."

"Your palm strike just now, although the energy was of a special nature, was too crude in its technique, wasting at least 30% of its power."

Li Jin's eyes lit up.

This is exactly what he lacks most right now.

They lack control over the rhythm of combat and lack precise control over the use of their strength.

And this is precisely the area where martial arts masters excel.

"Please enlighten me, Abbot."

Li Jin bowed respectfully.

Xuan Chengzi nodded in satisfaction and pointed to the stone lock beside him.

"The path of martial arts emphasizes absolute control over the body."

"Since you have this special energy, treat it as your hands and feet, as part of your body."

"From today onwards, you will train with me."

"It's not about training strength, it's about training control."

Xuan Chengzi stood up, picked up a fallen leaf, and held it between his fingers.

"Watch closely, strength lies not in size, but in control."

With a slight flick of his wrist, the delicate fallen leaf shot out like a flying knife, piercing deeply into the hard tree trunk with a soft "thud."

Li Jin looked at the leaf that had penetrated the wood so deeply, lost in thought.

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……

Meanwhile, in Quang Trong province, thousands of miles away.

The main urban area of ​​Yunyue District.

White Crane Martial Arts School.

Jiang Yuzhi, bruised and battered, got up from the training ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes gleamed with excitement.

"Again!"

Opposite him, a boy dressed in a white training uniform, who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, sighed helplessly.

"Jiang Yuzhi, stop hitting him! If you keep hitting him, I'm really going to beat you to death."

This young man was Bai Yu, the young master of the White Crane Martial Arts School and Jiang Yuzhi's senior brother.

Jiang Yuzhi ignored Bai Yu's advice and just stared intently at his attribute panel.

Name: Jiang Yuzhi

Race: Human

[Level: 2 (Ming Jin)]

[HP: 11/15]

[Power: 1/10]

[Spiritual Power: 0/0]

[Talents: Snow-Treading Plum Blossom (increases agility), Martial Arts Affinity (increases martial arts comprehension speed by 20%)]

[Technique: White Crane Heavenly Skill (Incomplete)]

[Skill: White Crane Spreads Wings (Beginner)]

After a day of being beaten, he finally succeeded in developing his strength.

As the first person to join a martial arts faction, the system generously rewarded him with a talent for martial arts affinity.

Although this talent doesn't directly help with cultivating immortality, it can accelerate his accumulation in martial arts, laying a more solid foundation for his future transition to the path of immortal cultivation.

The master of the White Crane Martial Arts School, White Crane Daoist, was sitting in a rattan chair in the courtyard, leisurely drinking tea and watching his two disciples spar.

He had a satisfied look on his face. Although Jiang Yuzhi looked thin, he had a tenacious spirit and was a good prospect for martial arts.

More importantly, this kid was quick-witted and praised the martial arts school to the skies, saying he would do his best to make it great, which made the old man very happy.

At the same time, Jiang Yuzhi looked at his pitiful 10 points of strength and felt a sense of urgency.

Where exactly are the cultivation techniques for immortality?

When he entered the game in his previous life, it was already version 2.0, "The Birth of Immortals," and cultivation techniques were already readily available everywhere.

But now, he needs to find the players who first discovered the cultivation techniques, or discover them himself.

But regardless of the method, strong strength is indispensable as a support.

Jiang Yuzhi took a deep breath and threw another punch.

He needs to improve his martial arts skills as soon as possible to pave the way for his future path to immortality.

He wants to become the strongest immortal!