Lijiang Guard City, Yongtong District.
The sound of sizzling stir-frying echoed in the courtyard, and the tantalizing aroma spread throughout.
Chen Mu hummed a tune as he served up a plate of flavorful cured meat from the pot.
After five months, he had finally mastered the Blue-eyed Golden Ape Shape Cultivation Technique to its peak.
“No wonder those in Jianghu are so eager for the Dragon Transformation Pill, a poison that quenches thirst with poison,” Chen Mu exclaimed with a sense of emotion, “Shape Cultivation is too difficult!”
Bending down, he lifted his shirt. With a look of complex satisfaction from overcoming hardships, he gazed at the Soul Strength that encircled his abdomen like a belt.
After affectionately taking another couple of glances, he picked up a shovel and began to stir the fine sand in another iron pot.
Within the sand lay peanuts, the scorching fine sand slowly and evenly transferring heat to their interiors.
Peanuts prepared this way were roasted so evenly, they were exceptionally fragrant and crisp.
Chen Mu stared at the iron spatula in his hand, lost in thought.
“Soul Strength… impervious to blades and spears, huh.”
Tossing aside the spatula, Chen Mu formed his fingers into a blade.
He plunged them into the scalding fine sand with a plop.
His hands, covered in Jet Black Soul Strength, felt the sand’s searing heat distinctly.
Flip, flip, flip… Flip, flip, flip… I flipped vigorously!
When he pulled his hands out to look, they were white and tender!
“Ha!”
After stir-frying the peanuts, Chen Mu sat down at a low table beneath the wooden shed.
“In the future, I’ll stir-fry without a spatula and barbecue without a grill.”
“Old Jie probably won’t be able to stomach it.”
“OCD is so expensive to maintain!”
“It’s a pity he’s not here. Haven’t seen him in a long time, kind of miss the old guy.”
Chen Mu joyfully stuffed a spicy and delicious piece of cured meat into his mouth.
He picked up the special milk tea nearby and gulped it down in one go.
“Refreshing!”
…
The Startling Swan Gang’s flagship.
“What conspiracy is Cheng Yi plotting?” Zuo Sheng wondered.
Previously, Cheng Yi would come to cause trouble every day, sometimes even twice a day.
He would go on a killing spree, incidentally destroy the Startling Swan’s large ship, and then quickly vanish.
But for five consecutive days now, there had been not a whisper of activity.
The more it was like this, the more Zuo Sheng felt jittery, afraid Cheng Yi would suddenly make a big move.
“Has he given up?” Jin Wuduan frowned.
“Could he really give up, given he could hide in a secluded Daoist temple in Qingshan County and secretly master Shell Soul without showing off at all? Such a patient nature,” Zuo Sheng hesitated.
Cheng Yi’s strength with Shell Soul, wielding a Magic Artifact, was almost equal to his master’s, which truly startled Zuo Sheng.
Jin Wuduan was also puzzled, but he felt a sense of relief, “Actually, this is more advantageous for us.”
“When Seventh Miss returns, even if he reappears, we won’t be afraid.”
Jin Wuduan felt a sudden notion. What if Cheng Yi had given up on the Daoist boy and gone to search for the Thousand Mechanism Token himself?
“Check the identities of those Jianghu wanderers we recruited these past few days,” Jin Wuduan suddenly spoke, his heart skipping a beat.
“Could Cheng Yi have infiltrated our ranks?” Zuo Sheng also couldn’t help but be surprised.
The more Jin Wuduan thought about it, the more he felt it was a possibility.
Hiding within the Startling Swan Gang, waiting for the opportunity to locate the Daoist boy, and seizing the chance to steal.
If that failed, he could still blend into the crowd and head north to search for the Thousand Mechanism Token.
“So patient!” Jin Wuduan couldn’t help but admire, turning to Zuo Sheng and sighing, “Qingshan County is truly a treasure trove.”
Zuo Sheng’s mouth twitched. His thoughts turned to a certain cheap senior brother.
Indeed, a treasure trove.
Everyone who comes out of there is a real tough one!
…
“Old Zhuo hasn’t been troubling you lately, has he?” Jin Wuduan asked Zuo Sheng with profound meaning.
“Zhuo Rufeng’s disappearance really has nothing to do with me,” Zuo Sheng said helplessly.
He did have issues with the Zhuo father and son.
But he wouldn’t go so far as to kill Zhuo Rufeng because that would do more harm than good.
“Hmm, keep a low profile for now, focus on cultivation, and master the Shell Soul as soon as possible, biding your time,” Jin Wuduan cautioned gravely.
“As martial artists, we must learn to control ourselves. We must not misuse our power unless absolutely necessary. What if we encounter someone pretending to be weak but is actually tough?”
“We must learn to use our brains,” Jin Wuduan earnestly instructed.
His disciple had exceptional talent and was extremely diligent in cultivation, fully capable of carrying on his own legacy.
It’s just that he’s too hot-headed. He starts fighting at the drop of a hat, which is really a headache.
But after all, he is my own disciple, so I can only take the trouble to cover for him.
Zuo Sheng: “…” What does that mean?
“Even if you really have to fight, be a bit more careful.”
“Because he found the Taoist boy, Lin Que’s issue is considered resolved.”
“Zhang Ye is a slippery character, but he’s still quite useful. Since we’ve put in so much effort to prop him up, we should put him to good use.”
“As for old Zhuo, I’ll try to mediate. If worse comes to worst, I’ll just give him the position of gang leader.”
“After all, he has more than one son.”
Zuo Sheng: “…”
Lin Que? Zhuo Rufeng?
This really has nothing to do with me!
…
After wandering around Lijiang Guard City for five days, eating all kinds of snacks and delicacies, Chen Mu finally returned home, still longing for more, and started another period of seclusion.
“It’s a pity it’s a small city, so the delicacies are just so-so.”
“If there were a snack like Qi Family’s meat pies, that would be great.”
“Or even the level of the eighteen kinds of pastries from the Heart Source Teahouse would do.”
Chen Mu smacked his lips, drinking the milk tea in his cup.
“Continue grinding the Shape Cultivation Technique.”
The Blue-eyed Golden Ape Shape Cultivation Technique is truly high-end. The Divine Intent Diagram is more complete and clear, and the Wandering Soul formed is larger. But compared with the whole body, a belt falls far short.
“I’ll practice both the Black Tiger and White Ape Shape Cultivation Techniques and see if I can speed up the accumulation of Soul Strength.”
He wished to develop his Shell Soul early.
Jie Jia said that the Shell Soul could restrain Ghosts.
Living in this world where evil spirits run rampant, Chen Mu always felt slightly insecure. Having his Shell Soul early would set his mind at ease.
Taking out the White Ape Shape Cultivation Technique from the Five Ghosts Bag, Chen Mu browsed through it again.
He had pondered over it several times before, and the variations in breathing and postures were already clear to him.
Reviewing it was just to confirm one more time.
“Indeed, it’s garbage.” Chen Mu was somewhat disdainful.
The Muscle Transformation Stage Breathing Method has only eighteen variations.
There are many movements, thirty-six in total. Each one is expansive and requires a lot of effort.
“This is the gap.” Many of the Blue-eyed Golden Ape’s exercises are static, a slight tremor of the muscles is all you need.
“The transformation principle relies more on physical strength training.” Chen Mu felt the difference between high-end and low-end Shape Cultivation techniques.
Putting away the book, Chen Mu started practicing the stances.
With both Shape Cultivation techniques mastered, he was clear about adjusting his breathing and controlling his muscles.
It took three attempts to enter the right state.
Myriad insights flooded into his mind.
Alternating between long and short breaths, the technique for exerting force in a reaching hand, the posture of leaping forward in a stride, the secrets of the White Ape Shape Cultivation Technique were laid bare.
After a good while, Chen Mu halted his movements and brought out the grey wall.
At the bottom, indeed, a new entry appeared.
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White Ape Shape Cultivation Technique: 136/10000/Second Rank;
Chen Mu: “…”
“Indeed, it’s garbage.”
Just getting started and it’s straight to Muscle Transformation!
Feeling his body’s condition, only his arms’ muscles were slightly warm, showing traces of transformation.
The increase in strength was minuscule, with just a slight enhancement in the explosive power of his arms.
This indicated that the muscles involved in the White Ape Shape Cultivation Technique had already been covered by the previous two techniques.
“Tsk…”
“So much for the idea of stacking layers of armor.”
He had previously thought about stacking Shape Cultivation techniques, turning himself into a muscle-bound monster.
“Indeed, there are limits to what a person can achieve.”
Chen Mu shook his head: “But though I can’t stack armor, I can still stack Soul Strength.”
Just relying on one Shape Cultivation Technique, who knows how long it would take.
It’s just that the White Ape Shape Cultivation Technique is too weak, Chen Mu was a bit worried about the size of the Soul Strength.
“If the White Ape Shape Cultivation Technique is like this, then what about the Black Tiger Shape Cultivation Technique…”
Chen Mu thought of that chickpea-sized Soul Strength under his foot.
“I hope it’s not really the three lousy brothers.”