Chapter 361: Chapter 143 Intention Demon Form Skill! Half-Demon Zhenxiang!_3
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“The energy in the Crystal Ball is running low, I estimate only eight or nine more activations at most,” Su Changkong mused. “I should wait until my Guiding Technique breaks through, my life span increases, and my potential value reaches the next level before I carefully comprehend the Divine Intent Picture of the Intention Demon Form Skill.”
After a brief contemplation, Su Changkong did not continue his study.
The energy within the Crystal Ball was limited, and without a specific cultivation method, the difficulty of comprehension was several tiers higher than that of the Giant Whale Skill. With Su Changkong’s current level of comprehension, it was uncertain whether he could grasp the essence within the limited opportunities available.
Yet Su Changkong’s Guiding Technique was only at the seventh tier, and breaking through to the eighth was just a matter of time for him. Therefore, Su Changkong decided to wait, not to waste his chance to comprehend, and continue only after his potential value had increased further!
Thus, Su Changkong, like always, began his daily cultivation routine, practicing the Five Animal Frolics in the mornings and evenings, with the Guiding Technique still being the focus of his cultivation.
“How is Commander Hong doing?”
During this period, Di Hen came to visit Su Changkong, and Su Changkong inquired about Hong Zhenxiang’s condition.
Di Hen was a close and trusted aide of Hong Zhenxiang. Hesitating briefly, and recalling Su Changkong’s identity and deeds, Di Hen felt there was no need to hide the truth from him.
So Di Hen spoke up, “Commander Hong… he’s gravely injured, with his main meridian severed… He will need assistance with daily activities from now on.”
Di Hen couldn’t hide his sorrow and rage. He knew this had something to do with the Monster Man who wanted to kill Hong Zhenxiang. Although he wasn’t aware of the specifics, during his visits and caring for Hong Zhenxiang, Di Hen had personally witnessed how the man, once tough as iron, now needed help even with eating.
“This…” Despite anticipating it, Su Changkong couldn’t help but feel distressed. He had a relationship with Hong Zhenxiang, but now the man had ended up in such a dire state, nearly a cripple!
After Di Hen had left, Su Changkong sighed, “The Innate Realm… do I really need to refine Innate Qi to reach it?”
To reach the Innate Realm, one must use Innate Qi to revert to an Innate Body, open the Heavenly Pulse, refine nature’s spiritual energy, strengthen oneself, and gather the Three Flowers of Heaven, Earth, and Human.
Even Innate Martial Artists use the Heavenly Pulse to refine Spiritual Energy and bolster themselves. But in that emergency, Hong Zhenxiang had directly invited nature’s spiritual energy into his body, a move tantamount to suicide!
It was a stroke of great fortune that he survived, and yet, the violent Spiritual Energy had torn his main meridian, almost leaving him crippled.
Despite feeling pity and sadness for Hong Zhenxiang, Su Changkong didn’t have the ability to help him. He wanted to visit Commander Hong, but considering his condition, Hong likely wouldn’t want outsiders to see him this way, and Su Changkong could only refrain.
If Su Changkong had the means to help Commander Hong, he certainly wouldn’t just stand by. However, with a severed main meridian, it was an injury beyond the aid of medicine, and Su Changkong simply had no capability to help!
If Su Changkong had the ability to heal such injuries in the future, he would definitely assist.
“Without Innate Qi to become an Innate Body… forcing spiritual energy into the body is seeking death!” The incident with Hong Zhenxiang also served as a warning to Su Changkong that without being an Innate Body, trying to draw spiritual energy into the body to breakthrough to the Innate Realm not only risks death but could also result in disability. This must not be taken lightly!
In the blink of an eye, nearly half a month had passed since the battle with Mo Ying.
In a quiet, elegant residence, this was where Hong Zhenxiang was recovering.
Di Hen, dressed casually, came to visit Commander Hong and stood outside the door for a long time, hesitating about whether or not to knock.
Di Hen also understood that Hong Zhenxiang, now crippled, didn’t wish for outsiders to see him in such a weakened state. Others’ concern and attention would only make him feel worse.
“Is that Di Hen? Come in.”
But to Di Hen’s surprise, just as he hesitated to knock, a calm voice came from inside.
“Um, Commander Hong, I’m coming in.”
With a response, Di Hen no longer hesitated, pushed the door, and entered.
However, upon entering the room, Di Hen’s heart clenched violently. The room was lit only by the dim flicker of candlelight, making the illumination seem gloomy. A towering silhouette sat quietly in the dark corner, its eyes staring at him seemed to flash with blood, involuntarily arousing a sense of fear!
The air was filled with an almost suffocating sense of danger, and Di Hen experienced a choking sensation, making it hard to breathe.
Those bloodshot eyes appeared to gaze at him as if he were delicious prey, eyeing his chest area, making Di Hen have no doubt that in the next second he could be sliced open and gutted.
“Commander Hong! It’s me!”
Unable to help himself, Di Hen cried out.
The burly man seated in the corner shook slightly, and the blood in his eyes gradually receded.
Indeed, it was Hong Zhenxiang sitting in the corner, donning a black robe that covered his face, leaving only his eyes exposed.
With some astonishment, Di Hen said, “Commander Hong… how come… you’re up?”
Just a few days before, Di Hen had visited Commander Hong, who was so injured that even getting out of bed was a struggle. But now, he seemed to be uninjured, emanating an alarming presence that was like a mouse facing a cat, instinctively frightening!
“Um… Di Hen, it’s good you’re here. I was just about to see you, to bid you farewell,” Commander Hong replied with a complex expression.
“Farewell?” Di Hen was still confused and didn’t understand what Commander Hong was talking about. Today’s Commander Hong felt too eerie and unfamiliar to him.
Without another word, Hong Zhenxiang rose to his feet, and with a flicker of his shadow, he vanished from the courtyard like a ghost.
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Late at night at Ivy Manor, Su Changkong, who was lying in bed quietly breathing in and out, suddenly opened his eyes. With a swift grab, the Iron-Cutting Sword resting by the bed landed in his palm. With a flash, he burst out of the room.
In the courtyard of the manor, a towering figure in a black robe stood silently.
“Who goes there?”
Su Changkong’s face was unprecedentedly solemn as he shouted.
In Su Changkong’s perception, this figure in the black robe was extremely dangerous, an unparalleled threat, far more terrifying than the combined force of Mo Ying and the red-clothed man Hong Yin from the other day!
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