Chapter 3 Concentration (2/2)

He could even recall daily occurrences in his mind down to the most minute detail.

Even though he was still frail, but the impressive level of control he had over his body was in a league of its own.

He remembered from a book he once read, the protagonist raised a point – 'The human body is the best machine that there is'.

With his incredibly strong spirit, Shen Lian's body could execute his every command in perfection.

In spite of his frailty, he could utilize every ounce of energy that he could muster without wastage.

If he were to concentrate, he could feel the blood flowing through his body; with the intensity of a river, his blood whooshed through his blood vessels.

He could then protect himself from harm. On top of that, with his knowledge on human anatomy, he might be able to react instantly with precision and to take out enemies in just one hit; just like one of the martial art experts in Gulong's novels.

Though, he would not be able to pit himself against a hundred men due to his physical limitations.

In comparison with the martial art experts, there was still much room for improvement for his destructive force. If his enemies were to be an expert in the Protectionary Art of Golden Shield and Iron Cloth, it would be really embarrassing if Shen Lian could not find their Achilles' heel.

His predicament was similar to that of a child who ran into a sumo expert; he would have no choice but to escape.

Although Shen Lian refused to go back right away with Steward Wu, he did intend to keep his promise and to go back in a couple of days. He had to make prior preparations in order to protect himself.

Picking up the martial exercises book, Shen Lian set it on fire with the flame of the oil lamp. The brightness of the flame lit up the whole room, and eventually, what remained of the book fell onto the floor and crumbled into a pile of ashes.

Shen Lian squatted down to examine the ashes closely. Indeed, nothing was left of the book.

Considering how powerful the martial exercises were, it was no wonder that the author, Shen Lian's biological father had recorded it with quality paper.

Perhaps in relation to the actual Celestialism, the book ;The Mastery of Senses' would merely be considered as an entry-level work.

To check if there was any hidden content in the book, Shen Lian exhausted all known means, including those that he came across from novels. This led him to conclude that besides the part on the nourishment of spirit, there was nothing else in the book.

In spite of this, Shen Lian did not feel dejected at all. If anything, he considered himself lucky. Out of everyone who transcended space and time and ending up as an animal or a woman, he remained a man – a lucky occurrence that he was grateful for.

As for why did he burn the secret text of martial exercises away, it was simply because he was confident of his memory. Beside his biological connection with the Shen family, there was truly nothing that was holding him back in this world.

Unlike the antagonists in most novels, he did not have the habit of carrying around the secret text just to be discovered by others.

Anyhow, it would not be beneficial for others to know of one's method of cultivation – exactly why he decided to burn the book down to ashes.

He would not think of keeping the book as some form of memento. What if he was not scripted to be a protagonist but was meant to be an antagonist, he would not want the protagonist to have a spirit as strong as his.

Being beaten by the protagonist? Not his fetish.

Even though the book was left behind by the father of this body - the body that he was trapped in, he was not about to keep the book for the sake of finding his father in the future.