Chapter 137: Chapter 82: The Giant Whale Skill! Transcendental Turtle Breath Technique!_3
Su Changkong probably understood the reason.
Based on the genetic constraints of the innate races, few people live past a hundred years, and their life span’s limit is around one hundred and forty to fifty years. This is the shackle of the race, very difficult to break through.
It is just like how the body grows to a certain limit, and no matter how much one trains, it’s hard to increase strength or speed any further.
Su Changkong didn’t dwell on it too much; he was still very young and had plenty of time to cultivate in the future!
“I have hit a bottleneck, my Inner Strength has almost reached the limit my body can withstand. The fundamental reason is still my realm, which is just at the Qi Blood One Transformation. If only… I could eat without restraint.”
This breakthrough had almost pushed Su Changkong’s Inner Strength to the limit his body could bear, which was a rare situation.
The growth of Inner Strength requires years and years of dedicated cultivation; it cannot be achieved overnight. Su Changkong’s ability to practice the Turtle Breath Technique to a level that ordinary people couldn’t achieve even in a hundred years was not only due to having enough cultivation resources but also his exceptional foundation and talent!
To allow his body to continue growing, of course, he must continue Blood Refining. Eating a large amount of food, thanks to the appetite brought about by the Giant Whale Skill, was one way to do so, but it drew too much attention.
As for the Qi-Blood Pill, the Giant Whale Gang also had Pill Medicine prescriptions for it, but the Qi-Blood Pill was very valuable. Only when the elite Disciples had made notable achievements were they rewarded with the chance to receive it.
There were few opportunities to concoct Qi-Blood Pills, and because of the valuable nature of such pill medicine, the difficulty of concoction was also high. With Su Changkong’s Alchemy close to the fifth realm, the failure rate of concocting Qi-Blood Pills was high. Even if successful, a batch would only yield two or three pills. Su Changkong could not afford to be too extravagant with the costs.
“I have nearly twenty thousand taels of silver on me. I can buy the herbs myself and try to concoction a few batches… I hope the success rate is high,” Su Changkong thought helplessly about solutions.
Having become an Alchemist for the Giant Whale Gang, Su Changkong indeed reaped many benefits, but it also made his actions very inconvenient. However, the advantages outweighed the disadvantages!
The next morning, as soon as the sky brightened, Su Changkong got up, completed his routine practice of the Five Animal Frolics, and went to the public kitchen to eat. Because he had been cultivating the Giant Whale Skill, he had been almost insatiably hungry for the past two months.
After a day of Alchemy, the winter night fell early. In the evening, Su Changkong took out the Giant Whale Divine Intent Picture and pondered it for a while.
“In the end, there are no detailed cultivation methods. This Giant Whale Divine Intent Picture can only let me understand a very superficial cultivation method. To cultivate to a profound realm and fully unleash the power of this technique is too difficult,” Su Changkong sighed helplessly, finding the picture’s help becoming minimal.
“Knock, knock, knock!”
While Su Changkong was contemplating, someone knocked on his residence’s courtyard door.
“Who would come to see me at this hour?” Su Changkong was curious. He quickly hid the Giant Whale Divine Intent Picture under his clothes, close to his body.
Having done this, Su Changkong stepped outside his room, opened the courtyard door, and saw a familiar face. It was Cui He, the one who had discovered him and invited him to the Giant Whale Gang.
“Lord Cui, what brings you to visit me at this late hour?” Su Changkong greeted, also puzzled as to why Cui He would have any matter with him, especially at night, when nearly everyone else was resting.
Cui He got straight to the point, “I apologize for disturbing your rest so late at night, but the second young mistress wishes to see you and has sent me to bring you to her.”
“The second young mistress?”
Su Changkong was momentarily stunned but quickly realized who this ‘second young mistress’ referred to.
Gang Leader Sikong Yong of the Giant Whale Gang had a son and a daughter, the latter being Sikong Huang, who was assertive and extremely talented in Martial Arts. She often followed her brother, Sikong Zhan, to suppress the Sea Pirates in the Blue Rain Sea and had a considerable reputation.
“Sikong Huang wants to see me? Could it be about the Giant Whale Divine Intent Picture?”
Su Changkong’s thoughts raced, but he quickly dismissed the idea.
If the Giant Whale Gang knew the Giant Whale Divine Intent Picture was in his possession, they wouldn’t be so polite in summoning him; they would have sent someone to capture him directly!
With this in mind, Su Changkong spoke with a puzzled face, “Does the second young mistress need something from me?”
“I don’t know either. You will find out when you get there,” Cui He shook his head, equally unaware of the reasons.
“Alright… let me get dressed.” With no alternative, despite a faint sense of wariness, Su Changkong followed Cui He nonetheless.
Having dressed and groomed, Su Changkong followed Cui He towards the heart of the Giant Whale Gang—a grand and heavily guarded hall—which was the residence of the second young mistress, Sikong Huang.
In the deep chill of the late night, besides the Disciples on night patrol, everyone else had already retired to rest.
With Cui He leading the way, no guard along the path dared to stop them, and Su Changkong arrived at a grand hall.
“Master Su, please go in. The second young mistress is waiting for you,” Cui He said from the doorway.
“Alright.”
Su Changkong nodded, appearing relaxed on the surface but with a vigilant heart. He pushed open the great doors of the hall and stepped inside.
Within the hall, carved stone pillars adorned with wave patterns held bright lamps that illuminated the interior, preventing it from being dim.
Upon entering the hall, Su Changkong immediately saw a graceful figure seated in a large, authoritative chair at the far end.
This was a woman in her early twenties, dressed not in fineries but simple canvas clothing that could not hide her nobility.
The woman was beautiful but did not exude frailty. Her black hair was casually draped, her brows sharp, and eyes like stars, exuding a temperament of a woman who would not be outdone by men. Her high position made one dare not look directly at her, without a hint of disrespect.
Clearly, this woman was Sikong Huang. More than her beauty, her fame came from leading the Giant Whale Gang’s Disciples in suppressing the fierce Sea Pirates, no less formidable than any man.
“I am Su Changkong, greeting the second young mistress,” Su Changkong slightly bowed, neither servile nor overbearing, while speculating the purpose of her summoning him in the middle of the night.
“Master Su, please have a seat. I apologize for disturbing your rest so late at night,” Sikong Huang said politely, also slightly surprised that this young man before her was the one who took over Gong Zheng’s Alchemist position.
Su Changkong did not stand on ceremony, taking a seat to Sikong Huang’s right, simultaneously feeling slightly relieved, knowing her approachable attitude probably meant she needed a favor, rather than an issue concerning the Giant Whale Divine Intent Picture.
