Master of Strange Dao

The circulating Five Qi within his body merged together into a unified force as he crossed his arms in front of him.

The terrifying power struck, and Yu Ziqing only withstood it for a moment before his figure instantly vanished from its original position.

Wrapped in an explosive aura, he was blown back several miles in a single breath and rolled along the ground for several more miles before he dissipated the force from his body.

He spat out a mouthful of mud and climbed up covered in dirt, clutching his sore arms, the bones of which had almost been broken.

The old guy didn't abide by martial ethics—who in the Fourth Tier of Body Cultivation knows the Divine Skills of the Ten Directions!

Moreover, he burst forth with more than twenty times the Qi-Blood power in an instant.

Any Fourth Tier Body Cultivator who did such a thing would burst their body and die in an instant!

However, the village chief had already shown mercy. He used no Jinlan Secret Techniques, relying purely on his raw strength.

Calculating the distance, he had been blasted about ten miles away with a single punch.

In that instant, the continuous cycling of all his strength and Qi-Blood powers fused together, neutralizing that fearsome force, thus saving him from any injury.

He stood in his original spot, finely sensing his surroundings.

He could never mobilize so swiftly and diligently unless it was safe to do so.

That kind of feeling could only arise during real combat.

Plus, the power control practice over the past half year was not without its results; blocking that hit just now was the best outcome.

Indeed, Body Cultivators need to fight; without combat, some things can never be improved.

Meanwhile, ten miles away,

the village chief retracted his fist, a smile on his face, as Yang appeared beside him and asked,

"How does it feel?"

"Very good, with my Fourth Tier's Qi-Blood and strength, alongside the Ten Directions Divine Skills, he was completely unharmed except for looking a bit ragged. Truly worthy of Ziqing. I should have listened to him earlier. Within the same tier, I could only manage to injure him at most."

"If I had used the Fifth Tier's strength, even with the Jinlan Secret Technique, I probably wouldn't be able to kill him."

"He's far exceeded my expectations. It seems he truly hasn't been slacking in his cultivation."

The village chief was extremely pleased.

Yang squinted his eyes, gazing at Yu Ziqing far away, who was still quietly sensing his surroundings, and exclaimed in admiration,

"In some respects, he truly is a genius.

His talent may not be like Er Han's, who is naturally a fierce beast, but with acquired enhancement, in some ways, he could become stronger than Er Han.

Er Han still needs to train more; with his natural talent and root bone, just training Qi-Blood should allow him to achieve the same.

He can't waste that Innate root bone, this kid has been a bit lazy lately, even falling behind Ziqing in progress.

If he doesn't stray off path, his journey in Body Cultivation could be easier and take him further than Ziqing's."

"True, I'm getting older, and after I'm gone, the village will at least need a Ninth Tier Body Cultivator. We do need to step up training for Er Han," the village chief nodded in agreement.

"Then let's set a goal for Er Han."

"With my Fourth Tier strength and Qi-Blood, using the Ten Directions Divine Skills, a purest punch—if Er Han can remain unscathed like Yu Ziqing, then he would have passed.

Otherwise, as long as he doesn't die, we'll train him to the brink of death."

"In all Jinlan Mountain, the best innate conditions, root bone, and talent belongs to Er Han, and it's not just averagely good, we can't waste it," stated the village chief.

After the chief's words, Yang added,

"I still have some dragon liver; I'll keep some for Er Han, just don't punch him to death, then he can't die and you'll be at ease."

Yang took out a jade box, sliced off three nail-sized, thin-as-cicada-wings pieces of dragon liver, stored them inside the box, and handed it to the village chief.

The village chief put away the jade box and expressed his thanks.

Not far behind the two elders, Er Han's face showed absolute despair, his heart filled with hopelessness.

He now found dying difficult.

The elders didn't speak quietly, they meant for him to hear.

He already knew his upcoming days were going to be extremely tough.

The pills Yang had previously given were already very good; they could let him get out of bed on the same day even if he had broken over a dozen bones.

He knew what dragon liver was.

When Yang harvested Jinlan Mushrooms, he used just a grain-sized piece, and that tiny piece could prompt the growth of a large cluster of Jinlan Mushrooms.

This terrifying vitality could even mend a burst heart, as long as it was done quickly.

Unless the village chief turned him to ash with a punch, the chief no longer had to worry about accidentally killing him in training and could use his full strength without hesitation.

Yang turned and walked towards the Bodhi Tree Demon to comfort the newcomer.

The village chief, with his hands behind his back, headed towards the mine to see Qingqing.

After walking some distance, just as Er Han sighed in relief, the village chief's voice pierced through.

"Tomorrow morning, wait at the village entrance. If I don't see you when I come out, I'll break every bone in your body."

Er Han grimaced and responded with a groan.

Meanwhile, Yu Ziqing continued to stand in his original spot, sensing his surroundings.

The gap between real combat and daily cultivation was indeed huge.

The speed of his self-evolving cultivation technique accelerated significantly.

According to external statements, focusing on a single specialty would strengthen that aspect, and leveraging his strengths would make his combat power even greater.

He had heard of a Sword Cultivator who cultivated only one sword technique, and at the Fifth Tier, he had defeated a Seventh Tier Great Cultivator in a direct confrontation.

However, he now felt that the path for Body Cultivation wasn't quite right.

The human body itself is composed of various small cycles within large cycles, balancing Yin and Yang and the Five Elements. Focusing solely on one aspect might create strength, but it tends to not be sustainable.

He felt that the path he was on now was the most comfortable, smoothest, and still aligned with the original balance of the human body.

Since there wasn't much research on Body Cultivation externally, he couldn't blindly follow others.

After finishing his contemplation and noting the slowed down self-evolution, Yu Ziqing felt he was short on real combat experience and it was time to seriously train.

Progress during real battles was obviously much faster than his grueling self-training.

He hurried back to the village.

"Village chief, come, let's battle another three hundred rounds! Just to be clear, no using strength above the Fourth Tier!"