Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Chapter 52 Intercepting Veins and Capturing Dragons_1

After tidying up the table, Shen Yi saw that the little old lady wanted to bring up the matter of introducing a girl again. Your journey continues with empire

He decisively found an excuse and turned back to his room.

There's an old saying that goes, "Set up a family and establish oneself," but he hadn't even found stable footing, let alone engaging in life-threatening work. He had no leisure to entertain such thoughts.

Once he had closed the door, he sat down by the bed.

Shen Yi put three Open Pulse Elixirs into his mouth, the tip of his tongue immediately tasted the rich and bitter flavor spreading out, as if he had bitten into a piece of Huanglian.

Fortunately, having the experience of swallowing raw and foul Beast Origin, this wasn't much in comparison.

Shen Yi's gaze was calm as he summoned the panel.

[Jade Liquid. Intercepting Veins and Capturing Dragons (not yet mastered)]

[Remaining demon lifespan: three hundred years]

These lifespans were originally reserved for emergencies.

If he were to use it all up, and he encountered a formidable demon, with his current foundation, resorting to a single use of Celestial Gang Blood Fiend would lead to exhaustion.

Moreover, having joined the Demon-suppression Bureau, there seemed to be a solution for breaking through to the Jade Liquid realm in internal cultivation. Once he was a bit more familiar with the environment, it should not be difficult to acquire. Surely, this was a great consumer of lifespan.

Under such circumstances, having a full three hundred years of demon lifespan at hand unexpectedly seemed somewhat embarrassing.

Shen Yi shook his head to dispel distractions and began to inject the demon lifespan into Intercepting Veins and Capturing Dragons in batches.

No matter what, increasing his capabilities even slightly would add a bit more assurance to surviving in dangerous situations. Surviving first before discussing anything else was the priority.

…

[In the first year, you studied the content of the books intently while assimilating the medicinal power within your body. Having never tasted precious medicines before, you were extremely frugal, not even wasting a hint of medicinal effect.]

[In the third year, you took the second elixir, and once again your meridians and acupoints were expanded. You knew the book's content by heart. Countless pieces of information about the meridians surged into your mind, your eyes reflecting a clarity that had not been disturbed by knowledge.]

[In the ninth year, you completely absorbed the effects of the last elixir. Your major acupoints expanded tenfold. You were slightly contented, even though you still didn't fully understand what meridians were, you still diligently observed everything around you.]

…

No wonder the General only passed down one ultimate skill to each disciple.

If Four Harmonies True Gang is the usage of breath, then Intercepting Veins and Capturing Dragons is the ultimate skill of the physical body, two completely unrelated domains.

Each requires a vast amount of time to immerse oneself in; to excel in even one is already quite difficult.

Mastering a single technique allows one to overwhelm others of the same realm because those capable of learning it are extraordinary in their own right.

If someone had mediocre talent, they would likely struggle to grasp the true essence in their lifetime.

"I want them all."

Shen Yi took out decades' worth of demon lifespan and invested it again.

…

[In the twenty-sixth year, you stretched out your hand and gently rubbed the rough bark of a tree, your fingertips danced across the trunk. You leaned in as if to hear the "heartbeat" of the tree.]

[In the forty-eighth year, you picked up a massive stone that seemed like a stone egg, which housed vitality within. A mad laughter spread across your face! Eureka! You had an epiphany!]

[In the sixty-ninth year, you sat dejectedly on the ground, realizing you understood nothing, you had simply gone mad. You pushed yourself up, striking the stone eroded by wind and rain in a fit, and then, in a moment of daze, you muttered deliriously. It seemed as if the stone was dead, eh.]

[Intercepting Veins and Capturing Dragons, beginner-level mastery.]

[In the seventy-first year, with Fist and Palm Mastery applied, your hand movements became more adept, marking minor accomplishment in Intercepting Veins and Capturing Dragons.]

[In the seventy-third year, after finally understanding what is meant by the veins of all things, all that was left was to grasp the timing of striking, reaching major accomplishment in Intercepting Veins and Capturing Dragons.]

[In the seventy-fifth year, Intercepting Veins and Capturing Dragons, perfection.]

…

An epiphany overnight.

The rapid progress that followed made Shen Yi suddenly recall that he was also a genius in fist and palm martial arts. The years he had spent on Cloud-Dispersing Long Fist were not entirely in vain.

In five years' time, he had mastered a set of Jade Liquid Realm martial arts from beginner to perfection.

That was the experience of someone with exceptional talent.

Indeed, as long as it didn't relate to the inexplicable element of comprehension, he had substantial strength after all.

He turned off the panel.

Shen Yi closed his eyes to feel the gains he had made.

The most noticeable sensation was the surging energy filling the major acupoints in his body, far surpassing what it had been just before.

For others, such an improvement might only equate to a doubling of physical strength.

But for Shen Yi, he could finally unleash a far more ferocious Celestial Gang Blood Fiend instead of the "low-power" version due to insufficient cultivation base.

Moreover, the speed of casting had doubled, and it still only required five years of a demon's lifespan to replenish the deficit.

"The so-called Intercepting Veins and Capturing Dragons is essentially a method of imposing restrictions."

Shen Yi spread out his pale and well-defined palm.

Without injuring its surface, the palm is like a blade, severing its veins.

Blocking the energy gates, cutting off the lifeforce.

He still remembered that Lin Baiwei was once afflicted by a similar demonic technique, and she was at Jade Liquid Perfection. The demon who could have caused her such misery was most likely from the Condensation Elixir Realm.

With Jade Liquid Realm Martial Arts, it was possible to touch upon even higher level techniques.

Those seventy-five years were well spent.

...

The following days were relatively comfortable.

In Baiyun County, one had to always be vigilant against being beheaded by demons.

But in this quiet courtyard, he could enjoy moments of tranquility.

After all, beyond the walls lay the two thousand eight hundred acres of the Demon-suppression Bureau Office, where everyone wore Yunwen Black Robes, and countless energies converged together like sharp blades piercing the sky.

This was the safest place in the whole Qingzhou.

Even Shen Yi could not help but relax for a few days, giving his long-taut nerves a break.

The martial knowledge was already in his hands, and the agreement with Lin Baiwei was considered concluded.

But the old lady's skill in pickling vegetables was remarkable, and when paired with rice porridge, though not filling, it was very appetizing.

Since the other party didn't mind, Shen Yi was willing to stay a few more days.

Of course, it would be better if Lord Fang did not always have that hint of disdain on his face while demonstrating Intercepting Veins and Capturing Dragons.

Shen Yi was not quite sure where he had offended the other party.

Nor did he have the idle time to think about it.

Bootlicking was not his forte, nor was he interested in it, otherwise, he wouldn't have ended up the way he did in his previous life.

"Speak of your insights."

Fang Heng retracted his fist and looked indifferently into the distance.

Standing to the side with his hands lowered, Shen Yi pondered for a moment, "Very good."

Fang Heng's Intercepting Veins and Capturing Dragons seemed to have just reached minor achievement recently, and his fist and palm demonstrated a degree of mastery. Considering Fang Heng's age and comparing it to the seventy years it took Shen Yi to deduce the mystery, it was indeed quite rough, but truly already very good, at least Shen Yi recognized that he was far inferior.

"Heh."

Hearing the other party's utter lack of comprehension, and the attempt to mask it with such perfunctory words, a barely discernible sneer curled at the corners of Fang Heng's mouth.

He didn't say much but simply dressed and turned to walk back into the house.

Suddenly, a noisy rush of footsteps came from outside the courtyard.

"Brother Shen, come out quickly."

Liu Xiujie stuck his head out from outside the courtyard and whispered, "Hurry up and get ready, it's time to work."

"Okay, wait for me."

Hearing this, Shen Yi rubbed his wrists. He had rested enough—it was time not to completely wear away the edge he had in his heart.

No matter how idyllic this place was, it had nothing to do with him; it couldn't protect him for a lifetime.

He stepped back to his room to fetch his sword.

At that moment, a robust figure slowly turned back.

Fang Heng examined Shen Yi coldly, raised an eyebrow slightly, and his calm voice carried a hint of chill, "Who gave you permission to agree?"

"..."

With those words, Shen Yi's figure briefly stalled.

He turned back and met the other's gaze.

After a moment, a slight smile played at the corners of Shen Yi's handsome face.

A subtle dangerous aura began to emanate from his eyes.