Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 236 - 206: Beauty’s Schemes, Third Level Danger

Chapter 236: Chapter 206: Beauty’s Schemes, Third Level Danger

"When did I suffer such a severe injury?

My body is so weak that I can hardly walk...

I definitely have never been here before, otherwise, I would certainly remember."

Looking at the lush forests and bamboo, the falling blossoms, and the scene of thatched cottages and small bridges over streams.

Zhou Ping’an felt a sense of calm within his soul.

Not far away, a few little girls with braided pigtails were kicking shuttlecocks around.

Their giggling laughter entered his ears, sounding very pleasant.

Farther away, seven or eight dirty-faced little boys were running around, chasing each other, apparently playing some sort of military game.

A few local dogs happily followed behind the kids, barking from time to time.

This frightened the old hens by the roadside, making them squawk and flap their wings in a panic, hastily fleeing.

In front of the neatly arranged mudbrick cottages in the village, there was a lush green patch, and in the fields, an old ox mooed long and loud...

There were farmers diligently working the soil.

Under the gentle, bright sunshine, young wives and older girls with kerchiefs tied around their heads were by the river, pounding on clothes.

"Big Brother Cui, why won’t you listen? You haven’t healed yet...

Get well before you go hunting again, the house isn’t short on food for you."

Just seeing this, a flustered young girl with a thick braid, about sixteen or seventeen years old, ran out.

Seeing Zhou Ping’an lying on the grass by the roadside, she was both distressed and chiding, carefully helping him up and with great effort, she hoisted his arm over her shoulder and started walking step by step toward a house at the head of the village.

’Am I surnamed Cui?’

Zhou Ping’an felt another question rising in his mind, ’Who is this girl? What is my relationship to her?’

The girl who ran out, although not very old, had turned out startlingly beautiful.

Her face was as delicate as a lotus, her eyes like spring water.

Her figure was graceful, and her skin so delicate that it seemed squeezing it might yield water.

As she helped Zhou Ping’an walk back, he could also smell a faint fragrance from her.

He was sure, this girl definitely hadn’t used any makeup or sprayed perfume, this was pure natural body scent, and perhaps the most delightful fragrance in the world.

Wait, what are makeup and perfume? How do I know such strange knowledge?

Zhou Ping’an began to doubt himself again.

Suddenly, he could no longer afford to ponder over who I am, where I am.

The girl’s relentless chatter by his side made him understand his situation clearly.

It turned out, he was a passing hero called Cui Guangling, who had saved Girl Cai’er while she was gathering herbs on the mountain.

Facing the fierce tiger.

He drew his sword and charged...

As a result, the tiger was killed, and he was grievously injured, on the brink of death.

Girl Cai’er carried him back to Yin Family Village for treatment.

The Yin Family Village normally did not entertain strangers, but because Cai’er persuaded her father, who was also the village head.

He insisted on having "Big Brother Cui" fully recover before sending him off the mountain.

Thus, he stayed.

...

During his days in the Yin Family Village, although he occasionally heard some unpleasant rumors,

The family of Girl Cai’er took great and meticulous care of Cui Guangling, who was indeed himself.

Within his home, any delicacy that was hard to part with was reserved for him to eat first.

Even Yin Cai’er’s three-year-old brother could only stand by, drooling and claiming he was not hungry.

Given the limited resources in the small mountain village, supporting a patient’s recovery was no simple matter.

Even the village chief had to work the fields as there was scant surplus food, let alone meat.

Therefore, Cui Guangling decided to go hunting to supplement the household.

After all, he could see that Girl Cai’er’s gaze towards him held deep affection.

He couldn’t bear to burden this family.

"Look at you, even if your martial arts are ruined, Jianghu is perilous. Just settle down in the village.

As long as I have a bite, you won’t starve," she said.

Girl Cai’er’s eyebrows slanted, her large eyes full of valor.

She almost said, "I’ll take care of you in the future."

Zhou Ping’an was deeply moved, thinking, "What a wonderful girl."

But why did he think that he would betray her by cultivating such evil skills?

Even if his martial arts were fully restored and he ascended to a higher level, what difference would there be between living and being dead?

At that moment, the crescent moon hung high.

Yin Cai’er and her brother in the western room were sound asleep.

But the village chief and his wife were tossing and turning, somewhat sleepless.

Zhou Ping’an held a string of beads at his waist, intently listening to the faint, mosquito-like voices emanating from within, feeling somewhat irritated.

The voice from the beads revealed nothing else.

It just kept prattling on about the "Blood Shadow Divine Skill," which claimed to absorb congenital Blood Essence and cultivate the Immortal Blood God, promising longevity and supremacy over the world.

The method of cultivation was simple.

Merely absorb blood.

By absorbing the pure Blood Essence of children under ten years of age, one would successfully lay the foundation...

Cultivating rapidly, achieving True Qi in a short period.

And if enough high-quality Blood Essence was absorbed, one would soon cultivate the Unbreakable Blood Aura.

One’s body could shift between reality and illusion; by pouncing on someone, they could suck their blood dry, unstoppable by anyone.

Alongside this "Blood Shadow Divine Skill," the voice also recited a swordsmanship technique.

It was called "Blood Dance Radiating Sun."

This sword technique, utilizing unique blood fiend elemental force, creates illusions making it hard to differentiate reality, causing sensory confusion.

And, with just a slight scratch on the opponent’s skin, it could absorb blood to strengthen oneself, rendering the enemy weak and causing unceasing blood flow.

Zhou Ping’an was unsure whether these various special abilities were real or fake but guessed they were mostly true.

The sword techniques, though, he really mimicked with his fingers as sword gestures and was impressed to find them indeed subtle...

"Hey, how do I know if this sword technique is subtle?

Could it be that I had practiced powerful martial arts and swordsmanship before?

But that’s not right, if I were indeed that powerful before, how could I have been severely injured by a tiger?"

The voice in the bead continued to coax.

"Are you content to just live ordinarily from now on, farming for a living, enduring a mundane life?"

"A truly great man should not be limited to common fare in life or death; don’t you aspire for high office, wealth, and a bevy of beauties?"

"Go on, the little one by your side, though only three years old, is an excellent martial arts prospect... His Blood Essence is rich, and by merely absorbing his, your Blood Exchange Skill would be instantly successful. Then, no one in the entire village would be a match for you."

"Even if you can’t bring yourself to harm this child with whom you have a good relationship, Wang Xiaoya from the west has deep natural talents.

After absorbing her Blood Essence and using the blood of five members of the Wang Family to consecrate the sword, you could step into the Viscera Training Realm...

Then gathering twenty-three children from Yin Family Village to absorb and refine their blood, you could condense the blood, transform the Qi, and cultivate the Blood Shadow, hence becoming invincible across hundreds of miles..."

"Damn it..."

Zhou Ping’an was enraged upon hearing this.

The veins in his arm bulged as he crushed the blood-red bead in his hand.

He seemed to hear a faint scream in his ears...

However, he didn’t pay it any mind, his anger still unresolved.

"What kind of devil is hidden inside this thing? So utterly inhumane.

Next, will it advise me to slaughter the entire village or even the county city to walk an invincible path?"

If one encounters scoundrels from Jianghu.

Facing this divine skill secret manual and fast cultivation method, one might indeed continue to train as the voice in the bead instructed.

Then,

Even if one day you become invincible under the heavens, what are you if you lose your humanity?

"I desire martial arts, I yearn for longevity, but if it means cultivating abilities in this manner, then I’d rather live an ordinary life until old age."

"Even if my martial arts were destroyed, so what?"

"As long as I’m alive, there is hope."

Zhou Ping’an thought to himself.

He went to sleep, covering his head.

And no longer thought about the voices inside the bead, even intentionally forgetting the cultivation techniques and swordsmanship essentials.

He felt these things were simply polluting his ears.

...

The next day.

He felt that Girl Cai’er was treating him even better.

Sometimes, she would stealthily gaze at him, lost in thought.

But when he turned to look at her,

She would turn her head like a frightened rabbit, her ears red.

Such a charming and attractive young girl, so deeply infatuated with him, was indeed a bit overwhelming.

Zhou Ping’an realized he couldn’t just lie in bed recuperating all day.

He inevitably started to have wild thoughts.

As he was injured, his trousers often got dirty, and he had to trouble the young lady to wash them, which was really embarrassing.

...

"Big Brother Cui, the water has gone cold, could you please pass the white handkerchief through the door gap?"

That day, the elders of the Yin Family were out working the fields again, while little brother Yin Xiaohu was catching butterflies with some girls, not returning home until dark.

Girl Cai’er had briefly worked outdoors and hurried back, planning to bathe to wash off the sweat before cooking.

The weather was still cool.

She had heated some water and mixed it in the bath barrel, happily soaking when she realized that she had forgotten to bring her handkerchief.

"This..."

Zhou Ping’an’s mind went blank.

A young lady was bathing, and I’m passing her a handkerchief? What kind of situation is this?

With the handkerchief in hand, Zhou Ping’an was silent for a moment. Through the door, he could see the glowing skin in the bath barrel.

He bent slightly, opened the door a slight bit, turned his back, and handed in the handkerchief.

His voice low, he said, "The weather is still cool, dress quickly so you don’t catch a cold."

"Alright, thank you, Big Brother Cui."

Laughter rang from inside the house,

Exemplifying the beauty of youth...

Zhou Ping’an thought to himself that the young girls in the mountain village might be naive due to limited exposure and didn’t understand the malevolence of human nature; he resolved to speak with her seriously next time about guarding against the opposite sex.

...

The third day.

Zhou Ping’an felt a bit better and decided to go out and do whatever he could handle.

He felt that it wasn’t quite right to be freeloading at home all the time.

If he kept lying down, even if he wasn’t a complete invalid, he was making himself useless.

He couldn’t plow, but he could still transplant rice seedlings.

Upon his insistence, the elderly couple of the Yin family happily agreed.

He only worked for half a morning before Girl Cai’er helped him back home, not allowing him to overexert himself.

After eating lunch,

She left him alone to rest indoors, gave a long list of instructions, and then followed her parents back out to work.

When the family went out, they didn’t lock the door to the inner house.

As the sky began to darken,

The family still had not returned.

Zhou Ping’an suddenly discovered that there was a twinkling light inside the room where the old couple of the Yin family lived, brighter than outside.

Curious,

He looked in

and saw a bead, the size of a pigeon egg, emitting a soft, cold white glow on the pillow of the bed.

Merely getting closer, he felt his Qi-Blood boiling fiercely.

"Strange, what kind of bead is this?"

Could it possibly enhance cultivation?

My Qi-Blood was scattered by a tiger’s swipe, influenced by the aura of this bead; I felt a sensation of condensing and breaking through in my cultivation.

"Such a rare treasure indeed!"

Zhou Ping’an exclaimed.

Yet he shook his head, recognizing it as someone else’s treasure...

The village chief too, wasn’t worried about losing such a thing by not keeping it safe?

He thought for a moment, moved a stool, and sat at the door to guard it,

Planning to have a serious talk with Girl Cai’er when she returned.

An innocent man harbors no guilt but possesses a valuable item. It’s always good to be extra cautious."

...

Requesting Monthly Pass.