Chapter 20 Killing People
Chu Huaixu’s second acupoint was indeed open.
He had been practicing diligently all morning.
His body was telling him that he could circulate the energy at most three times a day, otherwise, it would be over-exertion.
This was even after he had gained 1 point in [Physique].
Once the Cultivation Technique experience points were finally accumulated, Chu Huaixu spent a full five minutes psyching himself up before gritting his teeth and saying, “System, upgrade me!”
Even though he was prepared, he almost fainted from the pain.
Clearly, in the three stages of “enduring pain,” “getting used to pain,” and “enjoying pain,” he was still in the most superficial stage.
During his first breakthrough, he felt like someone was riding a motorcycle and crushing him.
During his second breakthrough, he suspected that the motorcycle’s passenger seat was also occupied, and by a dead fat pig.
It could actually hurt more.
However, despite his fox-like features and standard fox-girl appearance, he was a wolf at heart and was ruthless with himself.
The more this damnable Cultivation Technique pushed him, the more his stubborn personality refused to yield.
“Bestow scriptures! Give me the most painful scriptures!”
“I’ll practice until I die, you motherfucker!”
“Practicing only 3 times a day is my body’s limit, not my will’s limit.”
“If you have the guts, kill me with pain!”
“He’s truly a cultivation genius, just like me,” Han Shuangjiang thought to herself, standing outside the door.
After everything that had happened, even if she were stupid, she should have known that her own cultivation talent was exceptional.
They sat down at a stone table outside the house, and Han Shuangjiang revealed her money-saving plan.
“You can cook?” Chu Huaixu asked in surprise.
“A little bit,” Han Shuangjiang replied modestly.
Upon hearing this, the fox-faced man, who was not picky about food or taste, immediately hid the fact that he was an amazing cook.
The cultivation path was already difficult enough, so it was best to slack off whenever possible.
Anything like “The Most Beautiful Foodie Falls in Love with Me” should just scram.
As for why Han Shuangjiang knew how to cook, it was naturally from her training in the brothel.
Some of the sisters would personally prepare small dishes for their guests before they arrived, allowing those who were unhappy in their lives to experience the warmth of home from the outside.
“Cooking for ourselves is a good idea,” Chu Huaixu readily agreed.
For a man and a woman to eat out, that was called a date.
Eating at home every day was called life.
Han Shuangjiang was pleased that he agreed, but her tone remained as cold as ever, betraying no emotion, as if she were speaking purely based on rationality.
“I’ve calculated it. With our respective cultivation speeds, we’ll definitely have enough silver.”
“Are you sure?” Chu Huaixu chuckled.
Han Shuangjiang looked at him with confusion and said nothing.
The fox-faced man began to explain, “You should know that after registered disciples open their nine acupoints, they can go to the Scripture Pavilion of the outer sect to obtain the cultivation methods of the First Realm.”
The cold-faced girl nodded slightly.
“Both Cultivation Techniques and Spells are divided into four grades: Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow. You must know this, right?”
She nodded again.
“Then do you know how to obtain high-grade Cultivation Techniques?” Chu Huaixu asked her.
Han Shuangjiang replied, “These are all written in the registered disciple’s handbook.”
She was signaling him to get to the point.
On the first floor of the outer sect’s Scripture Pavilion, there were four areas. The outermost area contained the worst Yellow-grade Cultivation Techniques, while the innermost area contained Heaven-grade Cultivation Techniques.
Each area was protected by a Magic Array.
Registered disciples only needed to forcefully break through it to enter.
Simply put, this was a test.
“For those of us in the Meridian-Opening Stage, we cannot retain Spiritual Power in our bodies. Each breakthrough mainly strengthens our bodies,” Chu Huaixu got to the point.
“Therefore, these Magic Arrays require us to… break them by force!”
“Since you have the Profound Yin Physique and are born with a top-tier Spiritual Embryo, it will help you absorb the Meridian-Opening Pill and strengthen your body, so the medicinal effects will not be wasted.”
“So, purely through cultivation, the improvement of your bodily functions will be a step ahead of ordinary people.”
“This is your advantage.”
Chu Huaixu clapped his hands and then spread them apart. “So, here’s the question.”
“With your innate advantage, do you know how to throw a punch?”
“Like this? Or like this?” He swung his fists in the air a couple of times. “How do I generate the most power?”
Han Shuangjiang immediately understood. “You mean we need to practice, we need to learn.”
“What else?” Chu Huaixu smiled.
They needed to learn some simple moves.
Hey, grumpy girl, I’ll take you to learn some [Skills].
The aloof girl was no fool; she had already realized it and asked, “Will it cost money?”
“What else?” Chu Huaixu repeated the same three words.
Han Shuangjiang finally understood. Cultivation emphasizes wealth, methods, companions, and location, and there’s a reason why wealth comes first.
However, she soon had a new confusion.
“If that’s the case, then people who practice Body Refining have an advantage in this situation?” she said.
“Naturally,” Chu Huaixu replied.
Strictly speaking, his “evil technique,” the Sword Refining Art, was somewhat of an internal and external cultivation, and also seemed to incorporate Body Refining.
Combined with the 1 point in [Physique] he had added, his physical condition was much stronger than others.
But he was an anomaly.
Chu Huaixu explained, “Do you know how slow Body Refining is and how arduous the process is?”
“With your innate Profound Yin Spiritual Embryo, you can fully absorb the medicinal effects of the Meridian-Opening Pill. Just this alone provides an improvement that even a year of hard practice by an ordinary Body Refining cultivator can’t match.”
“There’s effort, so there should be reward, right?” Chu Huaixu said. “Breaking through the Magic Arrays in the Scripture Pavilion is that reward.”
Han Shuangjiang was convinced.
But she quickly became like a girl full of questions, and a new doubt arose, “What if we take other Spirit Pills or rely on medicinal baths to improve our physique?”
“That is certainly a shortcut,” Chu Huaixu nodded.
“But I want to tell you two things.”
“First, the Meridian-Opening Pill was created by the Dao Ancestor. It is the most compatible Body Tempering Spirit Pill for everyone at this stage. No one can surpass the Dao Ancestor in terms of pill mastery.”
“In this situation, the room for improvement when we take other pills or soak in medicinal baths during the Meridian-Opening Stage is very limited.”
“Of course, no matter how limited, it will still have some effect.”
“So, I’ll tell you the second point.”
He propped his face on his fist, tilted his head, and asked her a question that struck at the heart of the matter:
“Do you have money?”
Han Shuangjiang fell silent, this time a complete silence.
Whether it was pills or medicinal baths, neither were affordable for their current financial situation.
After leaving the Joyous Sect, she had been on the run, and the troublesome problem of lacking money had always surrounded her.
She had not expected it to be the same even after arriving at the Daoist Sect.
Chu Huaixu, on the other hand, maintained a good attitude about it.
There was no absolute fairness in this world.
Rich people had their own ways, and geniuses could compensate with their talent.
The most pitiful were often the mediocre.
And the mediocre were the majority.
They fought their entire lives, only to realize their mediocrity and accept it.
Han Shuangjiang, a favored daughter of heaven with the Profound Yin Physique, wasn’t even being fed by heaven; she was being chased and fed by heaven.
“Let’s go, let’s spend some money to learn a few moves,” Chu Huaixu got up first. “My money really won’t last us much longer.”
Han Shuangjiang followed him, feeling a bit gloomy.
It wasn’t just because of the inescapable poverty, but also because she felt like she had just been lectured.
But the cold-faced girl quickly adjusted her mindset and muttered to herself,
“See! I told you we should buy our own groceries and cook!”
Along the way, Chu Huaixu walked ahead, and Han Shuangjiang followed behind with her slender jade legs, not lagging behind.
Her naturally superior hip and waist curves made her walk sway gracefully.
“We don’t need to learn much, just a few moves for some money,” the fox-faced man said.
He was quite excited to learn [Skills]. His combat ability would increase significantly.
He looked back curiously. “By the way, have you ever fought anyone?”
Han Shuangjiang looked at him and responded with silence again.
Fighting?
What kind of fights could happen in the Hongxiu Zhao? Pulling hair and slapping faces?
She had only ever been beaten by her “mother.”
As for when she went to the Joyous Sect later, that was even more of a joke.
The most popular thing there was bed combat, fighting to their heart’s content.
Either the man would yield, or the woman would collapse.
As a result, Chu Huaixu asked another question.
“Have you killed anyone?” he asked.
Han Shuangjiang looked at his retreating back and frowned, saying speechlessly, “Of course not, have you?”
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Chu Huaixu, who was three steps ahead of her, stop.
It all happened so suddenly that she didn’t stop and quickly found herself shoulder-to-shoulder with him.
And at that very moment of standing side-by-side, Chu Huaixu turned to look at Han Shuangjiang.
The midday sun shone on his shoulders and his fox-like face.
“I have,” he said.
