Chapter 291 - 290: Training the Little Stone

Chapter 291: Chapter 290: Training the Little Stone

“Come on! Let me see your combat abilities.”

Zhong Lin restrained most of his power, revealing only a hint, stepped into the training ground.

With a punch, his arm stretched straight, thrusting directly towards Little Stone’s face like a spear.

The wide sleeves made cracking sounds in the air, akin to waves beating against a ship’s side.

“So fast.”

Little Stone stayed put, but his body arched backward sharply, avoiding the direct punch, then exerted force with his feet to kick towards Zhong Lin’s chest and face.

Zhong Lin smiled at Little Stone’s reaction, missing his strike, his fist descended.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Little Stone flew backward, rolling in the air like a monkey dissipating the impact.

Just after unloading the force, Little Stone took a step, charging forward like lightning.

Fast strikes, relentless attacks, leaving no room for retreat, his feet moved quickly across the ground, channeling qi-blood, his arms and fists showing a faint red, the punch force cold and unmatched like a steel blade.

“Splitting Fist.”

Zhong Lin raised his eyebrows, Little Stone’s Splitting Fist attacked his lower three gates, though inelegant, it was undeniably effective.

Zhong Lin was not put off; instead, he silently praised.

His legs clasped, locking Little Stone’s arm like an iron clamp, and simultaneously delivering a backward elbow to his chest and abdomen.

“Cough, cough!”

Little Stone’s face turned pale from the elbow, losing his breath, and he sat down, panting heavily.

“What a pity.”

Zhong Lin couldn’t help feeling disappointed. Little Stone’s cultivation was indeed decent, having reached the sixth grade Qi Blood Realm, and his martial arts skills were proficient, yet his combat experience was lacking.

It felt like, “I haven’t even used my strength, and you’ve already fallen.”

But the overall performance was still good. Little Stone hadn’t left the mountain since he began his cultivation. As for the other sect disciples, they likely held back out of respect for his status.

Understandable.

Zhong Lin stopped and pulled Little Stone up.

Little Stone looked embarrassed, realizing that his second brother hadn’t exerted much force, yet he was easily overpowered, leaving him feeling ashamed as his lifelong goal was to surpass Zhong Lin.

“Your cultivation hasn’t been lazy, and your martial arts skills are polished, but your combat lacks practice. Spar with me daily to improve, and you’ll be ready for worldly trials soon.” Zhong Lin said with a smile.

“Really?”

Little Stone’s eyes widened; he was no longer a naive child. Since starting martial arts, he increasingly understood how formidable his second brother was, reputed as the strongest on the continent.

Having the world’s top expert as a sparring partner was enviable.

“Open your mouth.”

Instinctively opening it, he found an elixir dropped inside. Before he could ask, the elixir melted instantly, and a terrifying medicinal power erupted.

Little Stone’s skin turned red, sweat like beans streamed from his pores, and hot steam surged around, making the entire training ground feel like a burning furnace.

“So hot.”

“Hurry and practice.”

Little Stone dared not be careless, quickly assuming a Pile Skill posture, namely the “Heavenly Treasure Pile.”

Middle Third Grades martial artists consolidate qi-blood through Pile Skill to enhance their qi-blood strength.

Zhong Lin had just given him a Sixth Grade Purple Mansion Pill.

Ordinary Sixth Grade Elixirs couldn’t be given to Little Stone; otherwise, the immense medicinal power could burst him apart.

But the Purple Mansion Pill was different; it cleanses the Divine Soul, purifies the body, enhances the Divine Sense physique, and its mild nature makes it consumable even for Postnatal Realm martial artists.

Taking this Purple Mansion Pill was like a rebirth for Little Stone.

Steam rose like clouds, and under Zhong Lin’s gaze, Little Stone’s muscles moved as if breathing, like a snake crawling under the skin.

The sound of bones moving echoed like a low roaring tiger reverberating!

The cloud follows the dragon, the wind follows the tiger.

“Aargh!”

Little Stone’s throat erupted with a roar like a dragon’s cry, and standing not far away, Zhong Lin felt a rush akin to a ferocious tiger pouncing for prey, or a Divine Dragon swooping down from the horizon.

Captivating.

An hour later, Little Stone suddenly opened his eyes.

“Qi-blood is strong and thick, bones and muscles robust, power has surged, strength reaching ten thousand pounds.

Every part operates freely, fiercely and swiftly.

Like a flying horse, agile like a monkey.

I…have I reached the Divine Power Realm? This… impossible?”

Feeling the infinite divine power surging inside, Little Stone was stunned.

The state of his body indicated the traits of being in the Fourth Grade Divine Power Realm, but he had just consolidated his qi-blood, breaking through the Sixth Grade realm. How had he suddenly leaped two levels, and even felt a faint “qi” circulating within him?

The elixir, it was that elixir just now.

Little Stone looked up sharply at his second brother; only a “world’s first” master like him could achieve this.

Zhong Lin smiled brightly, although he shook his head privately.

Taking a Sixth Grade Elixir, yet still hovering in the Postnatal Realm mid-stage, not even reaching the late stage, Little Stone’s talent truly wasn’t remarkable!

However, the medicinal power was stored in his body and would gradually be activated during future cultivation, so it wasn’t wasted.

“Second Brother…”

“Shh! Keep it quiet, spar with me more to reveal your cultivation slowly.”

Little Stone’s eyes lit up, truly his second brother.

He understood Zhong Lin’s arrangement since he had suffered alongside Zhong Lin before, knowing the principle of keeping wealth hidden; the human heart can be the most unpredictable.

After sending Little Stone away, Zhong Lin turned back to the Purple Bamboo Courtyard.

In the pavilion, Gu Yourong was brewing tea, the rich aroma spreading throughout the courtyard.

Upon seeing Zhong Lin return, she poured a cup of freshly brewed tea for him, her voice gentle, “Stone always sees you as his goal. He’s been diligently practicing these years, so don’t be too harsh on him.”

Zhong Lin took a sip, the tea fragrant on his palate.

“It’s been a while since I tasted tea brewed by Senior Sister; it’s indeed better than Master’s.”

Gu Yourong glanced at Zhong Lin, full of charm.

Zhong Lin laughed heartily and continued, “Little Stone’s talent is average; at best, he’ll reach the Transcendent Realm in this life. I won’t have high expectations; as long as he’s safe and happy, that’s enough.”

“As long as you know.”

Gu Yourong didn’t say more. Once Zhong Lin made a decision, she wouldn’t intervene.

“Gu Chen should be back in a few days, and the Sect Master has almost arranged everything. Prepare yourself; we’ll leave soon.”

“Hmm.”

“Senior Sister, it’s already late. We should rest.”

“…”

Gu Yourong turned her head slightly, her face a bit flushed.

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