Body command feeding world

The night was deep, and Yu Ying Middle School was already silent.

The dormitory building was filled with the soft sounds of snoring. Moonlight streamed through the window, casting a soft glow on Lin Ye's face. The intense marksmanship and physical training during the day had left him exhausted, and he fell into a deep sleep as soon as his head hit the pillow, rarely even turning over.

Little did he know that a completely different dream would quietly unfold that night.

His consciousness sank into a chaotic darkness, devoid of up, down, left, right, sound, light, or shadow, only boundless emptiness. In a daze, Lin Ye felt as if he were floating, his body light and weightless, without fatigue. The soreness from the day's training vanished without a trace in this darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, a faint light suddenly appeared ahead.

The light was not dazzling, but gentle yet resolute, like the only starlight in the darkness. Lin Ye subconsciously walked towards the light, his steps light and airy, each step causing the surrounding darkness to recede a little. As he drew closer, the faint light gradually expanded, eventually transforming into a vast, empty, gray-white space.

There is no sky, no earth, no grass, no buildings, only an endless expanse of gray and white, so quiet you can hear your own heartbeat.

In the center of this void, a person stood silently.

A silhouette from behind.

The man was dressed in simple black clothes, his posture as straight as a spear. Even though he was just standing quietly, he exuded a calm and collected aura, as if he had experienced countless battles and seen through life and death. He was not tall, but he was as steady as the ground. Even just his back view made people dare not underestimate him in the slightest.

Lin Ye stood there, his heart suddenly jolted.

He had met many people. The carefree classmates, the gentle Ye Hong, the honest Wang Dahai, the strict but dedicated Coach Zhang... But the person in front of him gave him an unprecedented sense of pressure.

It wasn't the arrogant provocation of Chen Ze, nor the fear brought by the horrific rumors of the garbage dump; it was an absolute difference in their levels of understanding. Like an ant on the ground looking up at an eagle soaring in the sky, like a frog at the bottom of a well gazing at the vast heavens, the gap was so vast that he didn't even have the right to have a thought of comparison.

Lin Ye clenched his fists, a strange tension rising in his heart, yet also a faint sense of anticipation. He could sense that this person had some inexplicable connection with the gun-wielding instincts ingrained in his very being.

Seemingly sensing his arrival, the black-clad figure slowly turned around.

Lin Ye's gaze instantly met the other person's eyes.

What kind of eyes were those? Deep, calm, and indifferent, as if they had witnessed the passage of time and the ravages of life and death, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, yet containing unimaginable depth and sharpness. The features were not particularly striking, but every part exuded a clarity born of experience. The person looked young, but the depth in their eyes suggested a very, very long life.

"You are..." Lin Ye began, his voice echoing softly in the empty space.

The man did not answer immediately, but calmly looked at him, scanning him lightly from head to toe.

In that simple glance, Lin Ye suddenly felt as if he had been completely seen through. All his thoughts, all his obsessions, all his anxieties, all his love for guns, his desire to become stronger, his fear of the bizarre murder at the garbage dump... all were laid bare before the other person, without the slightest concealment.

"Your gun is too shallow."

Finally, the person spoke. His voice was low, calm, and without any ripples, yet it carried an undeniable certainty.

Lin Ye was taken aback, then a surge of resentment welled up inside him. In Coach Zhang's eyes, his marksmanship was already at a genius level—solid foundation, fluid movements, and an astonishing rate of improvement. Yet, in this man's mouth, he only received one sentence—"too shallow."

"I don't understand." Lin Ye gritted his teeth. "I practice every day, stance training, physical fitness, and techniques. I work very hard."

"Effort doesn't equate to understanding."

The person walked slowly forward, and with each step, the surrounding gray-white space seemed to tremble slightly.

"You only know the moves, the power exertion, and the form, but you don't understand the essence of power. The spear is the outward appearance, the body is the vessel, and the blood essence is the foundation. Without blood essence, the spear has no soul, the body has no strength, and it will shatter upon encountering evil."

"煞?"

Lin Ye frowned slightly, his face blank and unmoved.

He had never heard of this word before, let alone knew what "煞" was. In his understanding, the murder case at the garbage dump was just a bizarre incident of a wild animal attacking people, and had nothing to do with this unfamiliar word.

The young man in black seemed to see through his confusion and spoke indifferently, directly answering his question:

"Sha is an evil creature formed from the condensation of yin and miasma. When it attaches itself to a living being, it becomes a sha beast. They are bloodthirsty, cold-blooded, and mindless. They feed on the blood and qi of the living. Ordinary fists, kicks, and weapons cannot harm them at all; they will only tear them apart easily."

Lin Ye's heart skipped a beat.

Half a person's height, chilling, bloodthirsty, tearing living people apart... These descriptions correspond perfectly with the eyewitness accounts in the news about the monster and the gruesome deaths of the victims!

It turns out that those people who kill people at the garbage dumps on the outskirts of the city are called "Sha" (煞).

He still didn't fully understand, but a chill had already risen in his heart, and he had a vague understanding of that unknown terror—it wasn't a beast, it wasn't a human, it was an evil creature beyond reason that devoured living people.

"Now you understand," the young man in black said calmly. "The peace around you is just an illusion. The evil has already entered the city and will soon spread here. Your current strength is utterly insignificant in the face of the evil."

Lin's face paled slightly, and his clenched fist tightened slightly.

He didn't want to admit it, but he knew the other person was telling the truth. A mortal body is utterly powerless against such a sinister and terrifying thing.

"Then what should I do?" Lin Ye looked up, his eyes filled with urgency.

He wanted to become stronger, to protect himself, and to protect Wang Dahai, Ye Hong, and the others.

The young man in black said nothing more, raised his hand, and lightly tapped with his fingertip.

A barely perceptible speck of pale golden light flew from his fingertip and landed directly on Lin Ye's brow.

Lin Ye felt a slight warmth between his brows, and then countless profound, obscure, yet seemingly etched into his soul information flooded into his mind like a tide.

It wasn't words or images, but a complete, meticulous blood essence cultivation method that couldn't be wrong in any step, which was forcibly imprinted in the deepest part of his consciousness.

Blood Essence Cultivation - Step One: Focusing the Mind and Locking the Will

Discard all distracting thoughts; do not think of people, things, guns, fear, or anxiety; leave only a sliver of clarity between your brows. If your mind is focused, your energy will not be disordered.

Blood Essence Cultivation - Step Two: Quiet Breathing and Meridian Regulation

Breathe in and out through your nose slowly, gently, evenly, and for a long time. With each breath, your heartbeat slows down, your muscles relax completely, and your meridians open naturally to welcome external energy into your body.

Blood Essence Cultivation - Step Three: Guiding Qi into the Body

Concentrate your mind on the pores of your skin, perceive the subtle, pure air that is everywhere in the air, and inhale it little by little into your body through your breath and pores, flowing into your limbs and bones.

Blood Essence Cultivation - Step Four: Guiding the Meridians

Guided by that faint wisp of pure energy, it travels along a fixed route:

Starting from the fingertips, the movement travels along the forearm, over the upper arm, over the shoulder and neck, down the spine, through the waist and abdomen, down the legs, and to the soles of the feet, then loops back upwards, returning to the dantian (lower abdomen).

You must not rush, stop, or deviate from the path.

Blood Essence Cultivation - Fifth Step: Condensing Qi into Essence

Gather all the pure energy that has circulated throughout the body into the lower abdomen (Dantian), compress, condense, and nourish it, transforming it into a warm, pure seed of blood essence that belongs to oneself.

Blood Essence Cultivation - Step Six: Blood Essence Awakening

Ignite the blood essence seed in your dantian with your mind, let that little bit of warmth explode, flow through your blood vessels throughout your body, and seep into your bones, muscles, and internal organs.

Only after awakening can the blood essence be truly born. From then on, it can be nurtured on its own, strengthen the physical body, resist yin energy, and be attached to the tip of a spear to injure people.

Blood Essence Cultivation - Step Seven: Nourishing Essence with a Spear

The intent of the spear is connected with the blood essence. Every time you swing the spear, stand in a stance, or exert force, you can activate the blood essence. The more you practice the spear, the thicker your blood essence becomes; the thicker your blood essence becomes, the more powerful the spear becomes.

The entire method is so detailed that it is clear which breath to inhale, which breath to exhale, where to stop the mind, which part of the meridian to go, and whether the speed is fast or slow.

Lin Ye didn't even need to think; his body naturally followed the method, slowly closing his eyes and carrying out the steps one by one.

Calm your mind, lock your thoughts, and empty yourself of all desires.

Rest quietly, regulate your pulse, and breathe deeply and slowly.

The breath is drawn into the body, causing the pores to open slightly.

Following the meridians and guiding the flow, a wisp of pure energy slowly circulates.

Gathering Qi and forming Yuan, a faint warmth appeared in the Dantian.

Until the very last step.

Lin Ye gently ignited the seed in his mind.

boom--

Within his dantian, a burst of warmth suddenly erupted.

A gentle yet vibrant energy instantly surged through my veins, permeating every inch of my bones and every muscle. The soreness, fatigue, and stiffness left from the day's training dissipated visibly under this warm sensation.

He clearly felt:

Blood essence has awakened.

It's not an illusion, not a figment of imagination; it's a real power flowing within me.

Lin Ye suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the young man in black in front of him, his heart pounding, and his voice trembling:

"What exactly is this? What is Blood Essence? Can it really counteract the evil you speak of?"

The young man in black remained calm and indifferent, his eyes showing no emotion, and he remained silent.

No matter how Lin Ye asked, he remained silent, like an unchanging stone.

Lin Ye grew anxious: "Speak up! How do you cultivate Blood Essence to become stronger? Can Da Hai, Ye Hong, and Bai Xiaoyu learn this method? Can ordinary people practice it?"

The first person he thought of was his friends.

The evil spirits have already entered the city, and danger is imminent. If this cultivation method can enable ordinary people to protect themselves, then everyone must learn it.

Faced with this question, the young man in black remained silent, his lips tightly pressed together. His eyes were calm, yet carried an unyielding indifference, as if to say that some things should not be asked, nor need to be asked.

Looking at his unyielding and inscrutable demeanor, Lin Ye couldn't help but feel speechless, mentally ranting, "What's with the act... He won't answer any questions, what's with the attitude? He teaches you and then washes his hands of it, refusing to even explain anything, is that interesting?"

But despite his complaints, he knew in his heart that the person in front of him was ridiculously strong. Especially the other party's understanding of guns; just by standing in front of him, Lin Ye could feel a vast gun intent, as boundless as heaven and earth, enveloping the entire void.

His marksmanship, which had been praised to the skies at school, seemed utterly ridiculous in front of this person, like children playing house. It was a world of difference; a casual gesture from the other man represented a level he might never reach in his entire life.

Lin Ye took a deep breath, suppressing his inner turmoil and excitement, and stared at the young man in black, asking the most crucial question earnestly, word by word: "Who exactly are you?"

This time, the young man in black finally reacted.

He slightly raised his eyes, his deep, star-like gaze settling quietly on Lin Ye. His lips parted slightly, and in a calm, unwavering voice, he slowly uttered five words:

"I am you."

Lin Ye: "..."

In an instant, he was completely stunned.

Am I you?

What does that mean?

A parallel world? My future self? Or another personality within my soul?

He was stunned for several seconds. Looking at the empty gray space around him, and then at the black-clad youth in front of him who was talking nonsense and wouldn't answer any questions, Lin Ye calmed down completely. He even rolled his eyes silently and very calmly in his mind.

"...Big brother, you are just a dream to me."

Can you please stop making it so mysterious?

What do you mean "I am you"? What do you mean "blood essence"? What do you mean "gun intent"? What do you mean "evil spirit"?

They told it so convincingly that I almost believed them.

Isn't it just that I've been obsessed with practicing shooting lately, thinking about getting stronger every day, and dreaming about it during the day and night, imagining a super powerful version of myself?

Just as Lin Ye was filled with resentment, the figure of the black-clad youth in front of him suddenly began to blur. Like a reflection disturbed on the surface of water, it gradually faded, and the surrounding gray space began to distort and collapse.

"Hey—wait a minute!" Lin Ye hurriedly reached out his hand. "How do we train the Blood Essence next? How do we deal with the Fiends? At least tell me..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

boom--

The entire dream shattered.

"call--!!"

Lin Ye suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath, and abruptly sat up in bed. The moonlight outside the window remained the same, and the dormitory was quiet with even snoring. A cool night breeze blew in through the cracks in the window, instantly waking him up.

It was a dream.

It really was a dream.

Lin Ye raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, his heart still pounding wildly. The dream was too real, so real that every detail was crystal clear—the black-clad youth's eyes, voice, the warmth of his fingertips, the Seven Steps Blood Essence Technique imprinted in his mind, that genuine warmth flowing through his body… it was all so real that it didn't seem like a dream.

Subconsciously, he started from the beginning, following the precise breathing method from his dream.

Calm your mind and lock away your thoughts.

Rest quietly and regulate your pulse.

Guide the Qi into the body.

Follow the pulse, guide the flow.

Condensing Qi, forming Yuan.

Then—step six.

Blood Essence Awakening.

In just a moment.

Within his dantian, a warmth suddenly spread out, flowing slowly along his blood vessels—a warmth he knew all too well.

Lin Ye's pupils shrank suddenly.

Not a dream.

At least... the blood essence is real. The cultivation method is real. The evil spirit is real too.

He looked down at his hands, feeling the unprecedented power within his body, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

That person named Wu Wei (he inexplicably learned the other person's name in his dream), that gray void, that profound understanding of gunplay that transcends heaven and earth, that mysterious "I am you"...

What exactly happened?

Lin Ye sat on the bed, gazing at the pitch-black night outside the window, remaining motionless for a long time.

The bizarre murder at the garbage dump, the ferocious beasts spreading through the city, Wu Wei appearing in his dreams, the Seven Steps Blood Essence Technique imprinted in his mind, the blood essence truly awakening within his body… all the clues intertwined at this moment, making him clearly realize one thing:

This world is no longer the ordinary, peaceful world he knew.

The evil spirit has descended.

The blood essence has awakened.

The mysterious being named Wu Wei, like a shadow hidden deep in his soul, appeared in his dream when danger was imminent, opening a door to a completely new world of power for him.

Lin Ye slowly clenched his fist.

The wisp of newly awakened blood essence within his body felt slightly warm in his palm.

Regardless of who Wu Wei is, whether he is truly "another version of himself," and no matter how absurd it all seems, Lin Ye is certain of only one thing—

Blood essence can make him stronger.

It can make his gun even sharper.

It will enable him to protect himself and those around him in the impending darkness.

He gently closed his eyes and meticulously circulated his blood essence once again, following the complete method from his dream.

A faint warmth flowed quietly through my veins.

In the darkness of the night, the boy's eyes gradually sharpened, hardened, and became unfathomable.

Outside the window, a faint, chilling, and fishy smell was quietly approaching the campus on the night breeze.

Meanwhile, Lin Ye, lying on his dormitory bed, had already completed his first Blood Essence Awakening in his dream.