Dominating Martial King
Chapter 230 - 230 191 Emperor's Secret Technique_3

230: Chapter 191 Emperor’s Secret Technique_3 230: Chapter 191 Emperor’s Secret Technique_3 The presence was vast and imposing, his steps unhurried and steady, yet with each stride, he would cover dozens of feet.

His square, stern face bore a calm, reflective expression that faintly revealed worries.

The rich aroma of meat wafted through the open fields.

A terrifyingly huge leg of a beast was skewered on a steel spear, roasting over a fire, with drops of fat sizzling as they fell.

Seeing that the pigskin had turned golden yellow, Zong Shou carefully brushed another layer of fragrant oil onto it and seasoned it with spices, making the aroma even more mouthwatering.

The four-ton Wild Toothed Pig was divided into several portions.

At least half was fed to the Horned Cloud Horses known as Stepping Cloud Colts, mixed with yellow bean fodder, as they ate contentedly.

Only three pig legs remained, and besides the one that was being roasted, Yiin Yang and Su Chuxue each took one, eating messily and greasily.

The former still showed some refinement, while the latter utterly disregarded her image, as if she wanted to swallow the bones as well.

Chomping and gnawing away, she gazed at Zong Shou with eyes full of adoration.

“So fragrant!

Glug!

So delicious!

Young Master’s culinary skills have improved so much compared to before—”

Her voice was muffled and hard to make out without careful attention, but Zong Shou couldn’t help but smile at it.

Chuxue was his Maid, born to the tiger-cat species of the demon clan.

Though beautiful, she was naturally greedy for food and restless.

She seemed serene and graceful, like a lady of nobility, yet she could hardly sit still for a moment.

Specially when it came to eating, she always surprised everyone.

She might be named Chuxue, but aside from her skin being as white as snow, nothing about her temperament matched her name.

As for the so-called demon clan, according to records of later generations, were the ancient ancestors who, to combat the rampant Alien Barbaric Beasts that ravaged the earth, merged their own bodies with the blood of powerful mutant beasts to increase their combat capabilities.

But once that brutal era ended, these people were shunned by the Human Clan and decided to form their own race, which led to the creation of the demon clan.

After tens of thousands of years, this race has nearly gone extinct, and Zong Shou had only seen them in games.

Casually slicing off a piece of roast meat with the dagger in his hand, he ate with no rush.

Zong Shou’s gaze then inadvertently drifted back to the carriage nearby.

“Uncle Yiin, with a formidable enemy lurking around us, isn’t it inappropriate for us to be lighting a fire and staying put here?”

Having stayed in the carriage for seven days, although Zong Shou had not witnessed Yiin Yang Chuxue fight with his own eyes, the fresh scars on both sides of the carriage spoke volumes.

Numerous holes nearly pierced through the iron wall of the carriage, and some spots were even stained with blood, a chilling sight.

It was evident that before he came to this world, a dangerous ordeal must have taken place.

In the past two days, the two had frequently ventured far for hunting.

But each time they returned, they were pervaded with a strong scent of blood.

It was not beast blood but that from human life.

At those words, Yiin Yang visibly paused but then seemed unconcerned, continuing to eat meat with a cold voice, “Princely Heir, please rest assured.

Within six hundred miles from here, everything has been cleared.

There are only hawks, following during day and night.

Whether we light a fire or not doesn’t matter.

Chuxue and I also need time to recover—”

Zong Shou looked up and indeed saw several tiny black dots shuttling through the clouds.

His heart sank once more, knowing that with those ‘eyes’ in the sky, their whereabouts were as clear as day to their enemies.

Besides, with the conspicuous carriage, concealing their traces was simply impossible.

It seemed that indeed, a formidable enemy was at hand, and they were precariously situated.

What concerned him even more at the moment was Yiin Yang’s way of addressing him.

Chuxue called him Young Master, but Yiin Yang called him Princely Heir.

A Princely Heir, within the demon clan, was assuredly the heir to a Demon King!

The demon clan had hundreds of branches, most of which were wild and unruly.

Being the heir to the Demon King yet lacking the strength to fight a chicken spelled a doom one could easily imagine.

Sighing, Zong Shou continued to eat the Wild Boar Meat.

When he was about ninety percent full, he felt warm currents of air beginning to move about within his body.

Zong Shou stood up and moved to a more open spot.

He began to stretch his body, now bending at the waist, then bending forward, and then stretching his limbs, somewhat similar to weight-loss exercises popular in later ages.

At this moment, Chuxue had also finished the leg in her hand but tore off half of the well-roasted front leg.

Eating it, she looked over curiously.

“You’re practicing those poses again.

They look so odd and can’t be used in a fight.

Young Master, did you learn this from Coastal Academy?

Those Spirit Masters only know how to swindle people, always saying all teachings are equal and embrace all under the heavens—”

Zong Shou ignored it as if he hadn’t heard, his expression focused, striving to perform each movement in the most perfect manner possible.

The Basic Guiding Technique did not come from an ancient legacy but was rather uniquely created by some players in the “Divine Emperor” game.

The purpose was to guide the energy absorbed from the outside world into the body, making it one’s own as much as possible.

Combined with the practice of the Inner Breath Heart Method, it was extremely beneficial—especially when cultivating Basic Cultivation Methods, as it could increase efficiency by at least thirty percent.

Zong Shou was one of the participants and initiators.

Before coming here, he had already studied up to the seventh set of movements, but, unfortunately, he had not yet completed them when the “Cosmic Extreme Destiny Book” emerged, triggering the war of the Seven Emperors in the Cloud Realm.

Afterwards, he inexplicably found himself in this world.

Every time Zong Shou completed a movement, there was a stream of air that he forcibly guided into the Qi Sea in his lower abdomen.

However, this air was not true Inner Strength but the so-called ‘Essence’, gathered from the purest Spiritual Energy.

Absorbed from Wild Boar Meat, it was supposed to dissipate over time on its own.

But now, it was concentrated in the Dantian by Zong Shou’s Guiding Technique.

It could strengthen the body and could also be converted into Inner Breath.

It was able to heal injuries and could also be transferred to others, and was thus extremely versatile.

In his previous life, Zong Shou was able to dominate hundreds of millions of players, and this Guiding Technique was a significant contributor to that.

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

Chuxue had seen it before and only watched for a while before losing interest.

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

After just one look, his eyes glinted with a sharp light, and he watched intently.

Not until Zong Shou had completed the entire set of Guiding Techniques did Yiin Yang’s sharp gaze finally soften.

He spoke indifferently, “I wonder where the Princely Heir learned this set of movements from?

With diligent practice, even if one cannot become a formidable figure, it will still strengthen the body—”

Zong Shou nodded slightly to show his gratitude, but a trace of an abnormal hue crossed his face.

In these seven days, the only thing he knew was that he had studied for quite a long time in the very familiar Coastal Academy before being recently taken out by two people.

Moreover, with his experience and knowledge, he could not discern the depth of Yiin Yang.

Calm and composed, with measured actions, in no way did he seem like a mere coachman.

After finishing the pork, Yiin Yang Chuxue both entered meditation to regulate their breathing.

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

Zong Shou also sat down cross-legged and tentatively operated a Basic mental method, trying to convert the Essence in the Qi Sea into Inner Breath.

At first, he did not feel much, but when the airflows barely entered the meridians, he suddenly felt piercing pain throughout his body, as if ten thousand steel needles were simultaneously being thrust into him, almost making him cry out in pain.

Zong Shou instinctively took in a cold breath, not wishing to disturb the two beside him, and forcibly endured it.

Only after about 15 minutes did the intense pain slightly subside, and his back was covered with cold sweat.

“Indeed!

It’s because of the parallel meridians!”

A glint of realization flashed in his eyes, and Zong Shou stimulated his thoughts, making every thread of the warm flow return to the Qi Sea, temporarily giving up on continuing to cultivate Inner Qi.

In the Cloud Realm, all races base their cultivation on the nine cycles of the Body Meridian.

Nine Wheel Meridians circulate around the body.

However, when Zong Shou was circulating his Breath earlier, he distinctly felt the Essence inside his meridians take separate paths.

As he had surmised, his body indeed had Dual Veins!

This body was that of a Half-demon, possessing the Bloodlines of the Human Clan and Fox type, both of distinguished origins, carrying the strengths of both.

His root bone and the Five Elements Spirit Root must undoubtedly be extraordinary.

However, precisely because of this, they conflicted with each other, making his physical strength frighteningly low, preventing him from cultivating any Inner Breath normally.

In the case of someone else with such a constitution of Dual Veins running side by side, they would most likely have given up on practicing Martial Arts.

However, for him, it wasn’t hopeless.

Coming to this world, what he was most grateful for was the decades of reading from his previous life, as well as verification within virtual illusions, allowing him to amass Martial Arts experience far surpassing that of any Martial Artist of this era!