Wuxia Across the Heavens: I Collect Side Effects

Chapter 88 Cultivation Under the Storm

Seeing her regretful expression, Su Xin didn't bring up the matter again. Instead, he said, "This time, I'm going to take advantage of the last day of the storm to go to the seabed. I'll tie a rope around my waist. Remember to pull me up when the storm subsides a little. If I don't move for a long time, don't force me. Just take care of yourself."

Yin Li nodded hurriedly, her eyes filled with worry, and couldn't help but ask, "Brother Xin, is it really necessary to take such a risk? Your martial arts are already very advanced, why risk breaking through under the pressure of the storm?"

"Always remember, in this world, if you don't move forward, you fall behind." Su Xin's tone was firm, his eyes full of determination.

"Comfort is the biggest setback. My Vajra Sect martial arts are just one step away from breaking through, but I can't make any progress. I can only find a master to fight against. At present, there is only Zhang Sanfeng. I can't afford to waste time. I can only take this opportunity to gamble. I also want to enter that level and see what stronger martial arts are like."

After saying that, Su Xin took out a book from his pocket and threw it to Yin Li: "If anyone is able to overthrow the Yuan Dynasty and establish a new dynasty in the future, you should give this book to the new emperor."

These past few days, Su Xin has also been busy. He happened to encounter Zhu Yuanzhang, who had not yet risen to power, and on a whim, he killed him.

After killing Zhu Yuanzhang, he felt that his mind was not quite clear. At this time, he suddenly thought of the "state of mind" mentioned in cultivation novels. Perhaps his own state of mind was still lacking, which is why he was unable to break through the final threshold of the Vajra Sect martial arts.

To compensate for his mental shortcomings, and as a way of giving back to the world and mitigating the potential consequences of killing Zhu Yuanzhang, Su Xin wrote a book that detailed the institutional concepts of constitutional monarchy and socialism, as well as some principles of governance.

Hopefully, this can bring a glimmer of hope to this chaotic world.

After finishing the book, the stagnation in his heart completely disappeared, and his thoughts finally became clear.

Yin Li carefully took the book, hugged it tightly to her chest, and nodded emphatically: "Brother Xin, I understand. I will definitely keep this book safe and do as you say."

The following day, the heavy storm clouds arrived as expected, with howling winds, huge waves crashing against the shore, and waves several meters high rising from the sea, creating a terrifying spectacle.

Su Xin had already tied a thick hemp rope around his waist, and the other end of the rope was tied to a towering tree.

Beside him lay a heavy stone, used to help him sink to the bottom of the sea and withstand the impact of the waves.

With everything ready, he turned to look at Yin Li, a resolute glint in his eyes, and then leaped into the surging waves, carrying the stone with him.

His body sank rapidly, and the raging seawater instantly enveloped Su Xin. The complex ocean currents and eddies caused by the storm constantly impacted his body. Pressure several times stronger than usual swept in from all directions, as if countless mountains were pressing down on him, making it extremely difficult for him to breathe.

Without the slightest hesitation, Su Xin immediately began cultivating as soon as he sank into the sea. His Vajra Subduing Demon Divine Power was already in operation, and his true energy swirled around him, forcefully resisting the impact of the ocean current and the extreme water pressure.

He slowly raised his fist and then slowly kicked out. Every movement was extremely difficult, as if his limbs were filled with lead. Every inch he moved required a great deal of internal and physical strength.

The ocean currents churned wildly, sometimes pushing him to one side, sometimes dragging him to the depths of the seabed, and the whirlpools constantly tore at his body, making it difficult for him to maintain his balance.

He knew he had less than half an hour. This was the most intense part of the storm, and the most threatening time for the water pressure and ocean currents. He could neither hide nor retreat. Only by facing this extreme pressure head-on and gritting his teeth could he have any chance of breaking through.

Su Xin endured the excruciating pain throughout his body, cleared his mind of all distractions, and focused intently on swinging his fists and feet. He strived for precision in every punch and kick, and even when his movements were slow and his meridians were throbbing with pain, he never stopped.

His internal energy surged wildly through his meridians, trying to break through the stagnation caused by the water pressure. However, this extreme pressure was like an invisible shackle, tightly binding the flow of internal energy. With each surge of internal energy, his meridians felt as if they were being torn apart, causing his forehead veins to bulge and cold sweat to pour down his face.

He didn't give up; he had only one thought in his mind.

Endure this half hour and break through this threshold.

With each swing of his fist, it collided violently with the seawater, creating circular waves that spread outwards only to be shattered by the surging ocean currents. The sand and stones on the seabed were stirred up, becoming murky and turbid. Only Su Xin's figure stood out in the chaotic seabed, persevering with difficulty yet determination. Every punch he threw embodied his persistence and resolve.

On the shore, Yin Li gripped the rope tightly with both hands, her eyes fixed on the sea where Su Xin had sunk, her gaze filled with worry and anxiety, her palms already soaked with sweat.

The wind whipped her hair, and the splashing waves soaked her clothes, but she was oblivious, staring intently at the surging sea, her heart clenching tightly.

Several times she wanted to pull the rope to check on Su Xin's condition, but each time she gritted her teeth and held back.

She knew that this was Su Xin's dream, his only chance to break through the Vajra Sect's martial arts. She couldn't selfishly ruin it, so she could only silently pray in her heart that Su Xin would return safely.

At this moment, Yin Li completely shed his former impetuousness and pride.

In the past, she had cultivated the Nine Yang Divine Skill smoothly, reaching the pinnacle at a young age. This inevitably led her to look down on martial arts masters, thinking that so-called strong individuals were nothing special. But seeing Su Xin risk his life to break through, gritting his teeth and persevering in extreme danger, her contempt gradually dissipated, replaced by deep awe.

She suddenly realized that everything she had done before had been too easy. She had never truly experienced the hardships of a martial artist's breakthrough, nor had she ever understood that so-called martial arts masters were never achieved overnight, but rather were forged through repeated trials and tribulations.

Perhaps this is the ultimate realm that martial arts practitioners pursue.

Perhaps, this spirit of doing what is impossible and never giving up in dire straits is the true spirit of a martial artist.

Yin Li took a deep breath, gripped the hemp rope tightly, and her eyes hardened. She wanted to trust Su Xin and learn to be as strong as him, no longer the little girl who needed Su Xin's constant protection.

The storm clouds came and went quickly. In less than an hour, the gale gradually subsided, the giant waves slowly receded, and the sea gradually returned to calm, leaving only a few scattered waves lapping against the rocks on the shore.

Yin Li's heart leaped into her throat. She gritted her teeth, no longer hesitating, and with both hands exerting force, began to slowly pull up the hemp rope around her waist.

But after pulling a few times, she felt the heavy weight of the rope. The weight was unlike Su Xin's usual figure; it was as if there was no one there. Yin Li's heart turned cold instantly, and a sense of despair welled up inside her.