Dominating Martial King
Chapter 199 - 199 184 Do What You Want to Do_4

199: Chapter 184 Do What You Want to Do_4 199: Chapter 184 Do What You Want to Do_4 However, this energy was not true Inner Strength but rather what is called ‘Essence,’ gathered from the most purified Spiritual Energy.

Absorbed from Wild Boar Meat, it should have dissipated over time.

At this moment, it was forcibly gathered to the Dantian by Zong Shou’s Guiding Technique.

It could enhance the body and could also be converted into Inner Breath, capable of healing injuries or transferred to others, serving multiple purposes.

In his previous life, Zong Shou had been able to suppress hundreds of millions of players, and this Guiding Technique could be said to have greatly contributed to his success.

Usually, Zong Shou practiced it inside a carriage, three times a day.

Chuxue had seen it before and had lost interest after a short while.

Yiin Yang, however, was witnessing it for the first time.

After just one glance, his eyes sparkled with a hidden brilliance, fixed intently on the scene.

Only when Zong Shou had completed the entire sequence of the Guiding Technique did the sharp light in Yiin Yang’s eyes recede.

He calmly said, “I do not know, Princely Heir, where you learned this set of movements.

If practiced diligently, even if you do not become a dominant force, it will still strengthen your body—”

Zong Shou nodded slightly, acknowledging the instruction, yet a hint of an unusual expression flickered across his face.

During these seven days, the only thing he knew was that he had once studied in the very familiar Coastal Academy, and for not a short period, until he had recently been taken out by the two.

Moreover, concerning Yiin Yang, with his insight and experience, he could still not fathom the other’s depth.

Calm and composed, with measured actions, Yiin Yang did not look like a coachman at all.

After finishing the boar meat, Yiin Yang Chuxue each went into meditation to regulate their breathing.

Their breathing became even, as if they had fallen asleep.

Zong Shou also sat cross-legged, first tentatively running a basic mental method.

He converted the Essence in his Qi Sea into Inner Breath.

At first, he did not feel anything, but when the energy started to flow into his meridians, he felt as if a hundred thousand steel needles were simultaneously piercing his body, which almost made him cry out in pain.

Zong Shou instinctively gasped for air, not wanting to disturb the two beside him, and forcibly endured.

Only after a while did the sharp pain slightly subside, leaving his back drenched in cold sweat.

“Indeed!

It is because of the parallel meridians!”

With a flash of realization in his eyes, Zong Shou spurred on his Thought, directing the warm currents all back into the Qi Sea.

He temporarily gave up the idea of continuing to cultivate Inner Qi.

Within the Cloud Realm, all races based their cultivation on the nine Body Meridians.

Nine Wheel Meridians encircled the body.

Yet, when Zong Shou had circulated his energy earlier, he distinctly felt the Essence within his meridians dividing and following different paths.

As he had expected, his body harbored Dual Veins!

This body was a Half-demon, possessing bloodlines of the Human Clan and the Fox type, both of prestigious origin, having strengths of both bloodlines, his root bone and Five Elements Spirit Root must be extraordinary.

However, precisely because of this, they conflicted with each other, making his physical strength frighteningly low and thus unable to cultivate any Inner Qi normally.

For others, possessing a constitution with Dual Veins, it was mostly enough to abandon the idea of practicing Martial Arts.

However, for him, it was not entirely hopeless.

Coming to this world, what he was most grateful for was his decades of reading in his previous life and the validation in virtual illusions, which had accumulated Martial Arts experience far surpassing any Martial Artist of this era!

Remembering the information from his previous life, Zong Shou’s brows gradually furrowed deeply.

Either practice a special Kung Fu suitable for Dual Veins, of which Zong Shou’s memory contained several.

All of them were powerful, at least surpassing Absolute Skills, yet none were suitable.

Otherwise, it was to obtain several Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

Enhancing one of his bloodlines, overpowering the other, improving his constitution, and merging his Dual Veins into one.

But such naturally occurring treasures were even rarer.

Zong Shou had not even thought about them.

“Truly, I deserve it!

Fiery Fire Cold Flame Technique, Great Reversed Luo Divine Technique, Sun and Moon Radiant Wheel, when I originally got my hands on them, why didn’t I take a closer look?

Even though they were somewhat inferior—”

As he was troubled, a burst of understanding suddenly flashed through his mind, followed by a string of text.

“The way of Heaven is to take from what has an excess to remedy what is deficient.

The way of Humanity is to take from the deficient to serve the excess—”

Zong Shou’s expression paused abruptly.

Then, the next moment, as if seeing a snake, he hastily drove those memories out of his consciousness and buried them deep in his memory.

This was a text from an Ancient Martial Arts secret he had accidentally acquired early in his life, named ‘Swallowing Essence.’ It had once stirred boundless turmoil in the Cloud Realm, inciting innumerable violent incidents, and was regarded as taboo by the people.

If used, this technique could also resolve his bloodline conflict, and might even greatly increase his cultivation.

However, this method, unless absolutely necessary, in a truly life-threatening situation, he was reluctant to touch it lightly.

Especially with his Dual Veins body, it could likely add complications.

Yet now, he was still hesitant.

With a sigh, Zong Shou turned his gathered Essence into his four limbs and hundred bones to strengthen his body.

Especially his hands, making the muscle groups even more robust and the tendons tougher.

Afterward, he chopped down a block of Iron Wood, commonly seen in the Cloud Realm from a nearby forest, and with his Fine Steel Treasure Sword, he carved it into a half-foot long wooden Flying Knife.

Standing next to the carriage window, Zong Shou slightly raised his wrist, and a black ray of light immediately shot out from his sleeve.

In an instant, it reached twenty zhang outside the carriage and firmly nailed itself into a short tree, emitting a quiet ‘thud’.

“Left by half a centimeter!”

After someone took control of it, the speed of the Cloud Flipping Chariot had indeed increased a bit.

The short tree used as a target flashed across the field of vision, disappearing in the blink of an eye.