I Have A Martial Dao World

Chapter 103: Yes, it is gold.

The little golden pig was dazzling in the sunlight, exceptionally pleasing to the eye.

Liao Ya, stunned, walked over, really touched it, and then withdrew her hand as if electrocuted.

In her eyes was first confusion, then shock, disbelief, and finally, her whole body started trembling with excitement.

"This... Could this be...!?"

Lu Yao nodded: "Yes, it is gold."

Liao Ya carefully took the pendant and gently kneaded it, as if afraid to break it.

"This is the legendary gold... which has rarely appeared since the days of Immortal Qin, an essential for the Jin Realm ’Indestructible Golden Body’..."

Liao Ya, barely breathing, stared at Lu Yao and whispered, "Junior brother, did you bring this?"

Lu Yao nodded: "Mhm, yes."

Liao Ya, upon hearing this, felt dizzy and disoriented from the overwhelming joy and excitement.

This meant she had a chance to ascend to the pinnacle of the Martial Path and enjoy the most beautiful scenery in the mortal realm! It was also a long-held wish!

Seeing Master Liao about to snatch it, Lu Yao quickly stepped forward to support her.

"I’m fine... In today’s world, gold is scarce, and countless wealthy families and nobles cannot obtain it. I originally thought there was no hope..."

Liao Ya quickly composed herself and then attempted to remove the golden pig from her sister’s neck.

Liao Qe held it firmly, protesting, "What are you doing, this is the love token that Lu Yao gave me!"

Liao Ya said softly, "Be good, sister will keep it for you." Her tone was like that of a parent cajoling a child with New Year’s money.

Liao Qe emphatically refused, clutching the pendant tightly, "No need~ I can keep it safe myself!"

Liao Ya said earnestly, "This item is too precious, you absolutely cannot lose it!"

Liao Qe made a face, "I have my ways, hiding it securely~"

Liao Ya asked, "What can you do? This is not a joking matter..."

Liao Qe did not wait for her sister to finish speaking and started to undo the buttons at her neckline.

The young lady patted her "Tanzhong Point" and said proudly, "Absolutely foolproof~"

Liao Ya: "..."

The "Tanzhong Point" of a woman who practices martial arts is exceptionally elastic and forceful, and is also highly sensitive to touch, plus it’s situated right where the body’s central meridians intersect, indeed the most protected spot.

Lu Yao found nothing unusual, as he already knew Liao Qe was hiding it there, and stepped forward, "Senior sister, don’t worry, I have brought one for you as well."

Liao Ya, tucking her hair behind her ear, nodded gently, her beautiful eyes gazing at Lu Yao, her tone was gentle and tinged with curiosity, "Thank you, junior brother. You really are amazing."

Lu Yao smiled, "This is nothing, there will be even more amazing things. You all just wait."

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The news of the gold gave the three of them a strong boost, and they practiced their martial arts with even more vigor.

Although it was an era of chaos, they had managed to carve out a brief peace with the weapons of Blue Star, allowing them to cultivate without any distractions.

Lu Yao was now wholly focused on entering the Organ Refining ’Five Organs Resonance’ Realm.

Once in this realm, the organs become more robust, providing not only more Inner Breath but also granting the martial artist tremendous explosive power!

Liao Ya and the others had the ability to burst the air with a raise of their hands, a power of this realm. To achieve this, one needed great strength and a sudden surge of "fierceness."

At the moment, Lu Yao was slowly executing the Liao Family Fist, specially designed for the Cultivation of the Organ Refining Realm.

Using complex movements combined with a unique breathing technique, it stimulated Inner Breath to train the five organs.

Ordinary people often struggled with insufficient blood and Inner Breath during this cultivation, but Lu Yao was the exact opposite.

He had eaten too many good things and his spiritual energy was abundant, now he only needed to consider how to refine it for his own use.

Various tonics from the Otherworld were indispensable in martial practice, especially in the early stage where the progress with or without tonics was worlds apart.

Back then, Liao Ya had also relied on the help of the medicine decocting machine to quickly enter the Five Organs Resonance realm.

Lu Yao slowly finished a set of punches, drew his arms to his kidneys’ side to regulate his breath, and at the same time, attempted to stimulate the Five Organs Resonance.

There was a sound from within his body resembling the "starting of a car in winter," "kh-kh," it churned a few times but ultimately failed to ignite.

Lu Yao didn’t try again. "Still lacking some heat... mustn’t be impatient."

Breaking through in the Martial Path was not a matter of simply having enough experience points and hearing a "ding" sound. It was a slow process of bodily transformation that required caution and patience.

He glanced at the grandfather clock in the main hall; it was 5 p.m., time for the newspapers to be delivered.

Indeed, within minutes the door knocker sounded.

Lu Yao went to open the door with a steamed bun in hand, which Liao Qe had wrapped at noon, leaving a large one especially for the young paperboy.

"Master Lu, the ’Current Affairs Newspaper’ was shut down for printing a joke about Master Zeng jumping into the river, so you’re missing one paper," the boy said.

"No matter, three papers are enough to read," Lu Yao replied.

Lu Yao had subscribed to four newspapers, so he always had plenty to read and didn’t pay much mind, casually handing the steamed bun to the paperboy.

The young fellow seemed dazed and despondent, took the bun numbly, said nothing, and left as though weighed down by heavy thoughts.

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The newspapers today were full of news, aside from the Imperial Court’s continuous big battles with the Great Vehicle Sect, occupying the front page headline was:

[The naval forces of "Izumo Country" crushed the "Rakshasa Country’s" Baltic fleet]

The small country neighboring Great Shun—Izumo, had defeated one of the powerful nations, Rakshasa, officially becoming one of the great powers themselves.

This news instantly ignited public opinion. How could a small place become a great power? What exactly was happening in the vast Great Shun?

There was a never-ending stream of those cursing the Imperial Court and cursing the foreigners.

But there was also good news:

[In the near future, the "Kingdom of Jiade" will sell our country the most advanced firearms and will also send instructors to help train the new army.]

The material goods were secondary; this indicated that the issues between Jiade and Einheit were deepening and had been brought into the open.

The newspapers took an optimistic view of this news, suggesting that the "fight between the snipe and the clam" could provide the Imperial Court with an opportunity to take advantage while the great powers were at odds.

Lu Yao put down the newspapers and picked up the Stone Roller, swinging it around.

Rest time was over; his own strength was the foundation!

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After half a month of hard cultivation, with enough tonics and the daily transfer of Inner Breath by Liao Qe, Lu Yao had reached the limit of the Five Organs Resonance and was about to break through.

This step was somewhat mystical, needing some emotional stimulation. Liao Ya had also broken through in a state of extreme indignation.

Lu Yao had been waiting for the right opportunity. Suddenly, an idea struck him to read some infuriating news in the newspaper to spike his blood pressure, but the papers hadn’t been delivered for the past two days.

Seeing that it was already past 6 p.m. and the newspaper still hadn’t arrived today, Lu Yao decided to visit the newspaper office first thing the next morning to see what was the matter.

But just then, he suddenly heard noisy commotion coming from the main street, a chaotic mix of footsteps and shouting of a large group of people.

The sisters came over as well, and the three of them curiously went out to check.

They saw a procession of nearly 300 people on the street, all dressed in tattered clothes, with pale faces of indignation and fear.

In front of them were the approaching constables trying to stop the procession, led by none other than the familiar figure—Inspector Wang Dezhi. Continue reading at m|v-l’e m,p| y- r