Volume 1 Chapter 22 (1/2)

The next day, the wholeQian was to stay and learn char

Cheng Qian'sthe same question: ”What!? You can absorb qi already?”

Rubbing his ear, Cheng Qian felt a little s But before he let any emotion creep onto his face, he recalled, suddenly, how he should act as someone who followed the endless path of cultivation, and hurriedly threw cold water on his thoughts to cool himself down

He nodded in an indifferent and humble way, and said matter-of-factly, ”Mhm, sort of”

His words elicited mixed reactions from his martial brothers

Li Yun's was the most normal

Li Yun was not an unintelligent person, and considered hied in heretical tricks and even innovated couldn't possibly be stupid, he simply didn't work hard at his studies despite his swordplay only being passably good Just when he stopped playing with toads, he becas

Never had Li Yun thought that a junior brother who had entered the sect a year after him would cross the threshold earlier than he did, so his face showed a wretched expression Li Yun silently put away his katydid cage… as well as a bottle of ith unknown uses That day, after finishi+ng his swordplay practice, he went straight back to study rather than fool around with Han Yuan

This action pleased Muchun Zhenren He knew that Li Yun would feel terrible for a time, as anyone in his place would But the sadness was only fleeting; it was the iave him which would endure

Nevertheless, the Master's satisfaction quickly dissolved when he discovered that Li Yun was the only one who reacted ”normally”

For exa torture by the detailed sect rules, was entirely apathetic about it

Ever since he returned froy feel had faded out All he wanted noas to eat, drink and play

”Energy feel? Why should I bother hurrying to learn it? Life is too short; you only live once,” was his thought

That hy Han Yuan didn't feel a trace of envy upon seeing that Cheng Qian, who had joined the sect alongside hiloated over the other boy He patted Cheng Qian's shoulder while taking his leave, saying, ”Haha, extra classes! Your hard days are ahead of you!”

Therefore, Muchun threw Han Yuan out of the Mission Hall after picking him up with the wooden sword

And there was 'the treasure of the sect', his first apprentice Seeing that another table with a sandglass on top had been placed beside his, he sighed with feeling ”I only acquired energy feel after four years' worth of swordplay practice… Has it only been a year since Little Copper Coin's initiation?”

Muchun Zhenren thought that young et his act together

But beyond all expectations, that was only so murmured randomly At the ned affection, ”Third Junior Brother, in the future we'll be able to 'consult' each other for charms, just like we do for scriptures”

”Two et me to do your char,” answered Cheng Qian with a fake smile

Yan Zheng: ”…”

Yah! This brat had only been treating hi Qian could enter there on his own, Yan Zheng had even lost this value to him!

Where was the dignity of the first senior brother?!

In the first class, Master gave Cheng Qian a burin for engraving and a tablet There were two lines on the top and bottom of the tablet which were separated by a distance of one cun What Cheng Qian had to do was carve a one-cun-long vertical line on the tablet

”You'll feel some resistance at first,” said Master ”Don't be afraid; just take your tiood half year for your first senior brother to do so”

Yan Zhengood example

Not until the burin touched the tablet did Cheng Qian understand that charms were never easily carved

He had already noticed that the burin senior brother had used wasn't ordinary—it already had charinners

Cheng Qian had read froinner was incapable of connecting the charms with their oer, so they needed an auxiliary tool to help guide them

Obviously this tool wasn't easy to get along with The moment the tip of the burin touched the wood, the object in his hand becath out from his body at a constant pace

Startled, Cheng Qian's hand which held the burin halted of its own accord After this brief pause, it couldn't move any further on the wood

Fixing his eyes on the tablet, Cheng Qian found that he had left behind only a shallow notch, like a cat's scratch

Muchun didn't tell Cheng Qian beforehand that the stroke couldn't break or stop It must be carved in one so down the drain Seeing that Cheng Qian had already suffered a setback, Muchun moved his feet and walked slowly over to point out his mistake

He liked using this , as he believed that a student's hindsight after co impression

But Muchun was an extremely slow teacher Perhaps because he walked far too slowly, by the tihtened his grip around the burin and began his second attempt

Once again, the burin frantically consu Qian recited Introduction to Chary feel, trying to y sea1 and flow along his arm to the burin

Unfortunately, although Cheng Qian had grasped the concept, he had only just crossed the threshold Even if he absorbed qi into his body, the aather was very limited and failed to keep pace with the amount that the burin extracted from him

The first things to feel a Qian felt like he had walked a million miles on foot without rest His feet started to nu ache assailed them When that pain became too much, it suddenly reverted back into such a profound nuer feel his feet at all

Next was his waist If it hadn't been for Cheng Qian's other hand pressing down on the desk, his torso would have collapsed because of the stinging spasly bent by so invisible

Finally, the head

People often had hallucinations while suffering extre his grip on the burin—even so, when he looked down, he found there was still a half distance to go to reach one cun

Cheng Qian was a little dizzy, but that word did not do justice to what he felt Weariness permeated his entire body as if he had run twenty laps around the Fuyao Mountain

No wonder his first senior brother, who preferred the light and shi+rked the heavy, would always scratch his head and seemed to be on tenterhooks every time he had to do charms practice

However, Cheng Qian never did anything ”step by step”; he always overachieved instead

The harder it was, thehe became, and the further he went to the extreh the tablet If he went any further, Cheng Qian ritted his teeth and went for it, and though he was at the end of his rope he pushed the tool further down