Chapter 25: Journey to the Hall of Zhenwu

Lin Yang shook his head.

He had already used up all the medicinal pills Yu Daiyan had previously given him.

“Master, I still have some left,” Qing Liang spoke up.

He turned around, returned to his room, and soon came back carrying a small porcelain bottle.

“Give it to me,” Yu Daiyan instructed immediately.

Qing Liang carefully poured out a single Qi Gathering Pill and gently placed it into Yu Daiyan’s mouth.

As the pill dissolved, Yu Daiyan slowly closed his eyes, quietly experiencing the sensation of it converting into internal energy.

After a long while, the medicinal power gradually spread through his abdomen.

Only then did he finally sense his internal energy stirring ever so slightly.

A familiar feeling welled up within him.

He carefully observed as his internal energy slowly increased at an almost imperceptible pace.

The sensation was nearly identical to the breathing technique from earlier.

No…

Not identical.

In fact, the breathing technique was actually slightly more effective than the Qi Gathering Pill.

The pill first had to be swallowed, then digested, and only afterward could its effects begin.

The breathing technique, however, only needed to be performed correctly.

Almost instantly, it caused one’s internal energy to stir and immediately began converting the body’s vitality and blood into internal energy.

After a long silence, Yu Daiyan slowly opened his eyes.

He stared at Lin Yang for a very long time before finally letting out a deep breath.

“Qingyang… I wronged you.”

Even with Lin Yang’s calm temperament, those words made his nose sting.

His eyes reddened slightly.

Seeing his disciple like this, Yu Daiyan was filled with guilt.

“It was my fault.

I shouldn’t have been so quick to judge.

Your cultivation technique is indeed extraordinary.

Its effects are even better than the Qi Gathering Pill you described.

I truly cannot imagine how someone your age managed to create such a technique.

You should know that the Wudang Basic Internal Art was created by my master—your Grandmaster, Zhang Sanfeng.

Yet you’ve taken that foundation and created an even more powerful internal cultivation method.

That was something I never considered possible, nor dared to believe.”

As he spoke, excitement flashed across Yu Daiyan’s eyes.

He understood better than anyone just how important this cultivation method was to Wudang Mountain.

Wudang possessed no shortage of high-level internal arts.

There was the Pure Yang Wuji Art created by Zhang Sanfeng, along with numerous supreme internal techniques he had obtained during his journeys to eliminate evil.

When it came to top-tier cultivation methods, Wudang lacked nothing.

However, they all shared one characteristic.

They could only be cultivated after reaching the Post-Heaven Realm.

Furthermore, the internal energy they produced wasn’t created from nothing.

Instead, these techniques transformed the basic internal energy cultivated through foundational methods into specialized forms possessing unique attributes.

Some greatly increased offensive power.

Others enhanced movement speed through lightness techniques.

Some tempered the body, strengthening flesh and bone.

Take Zhang Sanfeng’s Pure Yang Wuji Art, for example.

The Pure Yang internal energy it cultivated purified the body, cleansed the marrow, and even extended one’s lifespan.

But if one set aside these advanced techniques—which merely refined already-existing internal energy—there was actually a severe shortage of true foundational cultivation methods capable of converting the body’s vitality and blood into basic internal energy.

At present, every Wudang disciple who had cultivated internal energy had relied on one of only two methods.

Either they practiced Zhang Sanfeng’s Basic Internal Art…

Or they consumed medicinal pills such as the Qi Gathering Pill to increase their internal energy.

Nor was this problem unique to Wudang.

Throughout the entire martial world, cultivation methods responsible for the initial conversion of vitality into internal energy were exceedingly rare.

The basic internal arts of every major sect were remarkably similar.

Their efficiency was nearly identical as well.

That was why disciples of the orthodox sects needed decades to accumulate sufficient internal energy.

Time was measured in tens of years.

It also explained why truly renowned martial arts masters were almost always in their fifties or sixties.

Someone in their thirties or forties had only practiced internal arts for twenty or thirty years.

The amount of internal energy they had accumulated was simply too little for them to stand among the world’s greatest experts.

Of course, practitioners of the demonic path cultivated bizarre techniques.

Their methods didn’t follow the steady, orthodox progression.

As a result, their strength varied wildly depending on the cultivation method.

However, demonic techniques came with countless hidden dangers.

They could never serve as a proper benchmark.

Yet now… Lin Yang had improved the original foundational technique.

He had created a basic internal art capable of converting vitality into internal energy several times more efficiently than before.

If such a cultivation method were spread throughout Wudang Mountain, it would drastically shorten the training time required for countless Daoist disciples.

Instead of spending fifty or sixty years accumulating internal energy…

They might achieve the same results in only ten or twenty years.

Once this cultivation technique became widespread…

The legendary sixty years’ worth of internal energy—once possessed by only a handful of people…

Or even the mythical hundred years’ worth of internal energy that existed only in legends…

Might one day appear among Wudang’s experts.

The mere thought caused Yu Daiyan’s heart to surge uncontrollably with excitement.

Looking at Lin Yang once more, his eyes were filled with both burning admiration and deep remorse.

“Qingyuan, Qing Liang.

Carry me to the Hall of Zhenwu.

I must personally report this matter to Senior Brother.

Qingyang, you will come with us as well.

You have rendered an enormous service in this matter.

With such merit, Wudang Mountain will certainly provide you with an ample supply of vitality-enhancing pills in the future.

That way, you won’t need to spend your own time researching new medicines.”

“Yes, Master!”

Qingyuan and Qing Liang immediately stepped forward and lifted the reclining chair.

Lin Yang followed behind them.

However, he still shook his head after hearing Yu Daiyan’s words.

“Master, I’d still like to continue studying medicine and alchemy.

I want to develop an even better vitality pill myself.”

The Academic Genius System’s mission depended on it.

How could Lin Yang possibly abandon his research?

Besides… He wasn’t particularly impressed with Wudang’s existing pills.

He was confident he could create something far superior.

Yu Daiyan glanced back at him before nodding.

“If that is your determination, then continue your research.

Once your cultivation method is spread throughout Wudang, the demand for vitality pills will increase dramatically.

If you truly succeed in creating a suitable vitality pill, it will greatly benefit Wudang as well.”

He no longer tried to dissuade him.

With Lin Yang’s astonishing talent—having already created such a profound internal cultivation method—it was entirely possible that his studies of medicine and alchemy would soon bear fruit.

Should he truly develop a superior vitality pill…

Its value to Wudang Mountain would be immeasurable.

Qingyuan and Qing Liang carried Yu Daiyan toward the Hall of Zhenwu.

Along the way, every Daoist disciple they encountered stopped to bow respectfully.

At the same time, each wore an expression of confusion.

Ever since Yu Daiyan had lost the use of all four limbs, he had rarely left his courtyard.

Yet today… He had suddenly come out in person.

And judging from the direction they were heading…

They were going straight to the Hall of Zhenwu.

No one knew what could have happened to warrant Yu Daiyan personally making the journey.

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