Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 338 - 106 Rest

Chapter 338: Chapter 106 Rest

The golden vertical pupil exuded a chilling killing intent as Lin Yuan forcefully pushed forward with both hands.

Boom!

An unimaginably fierce mushroom cloud rose into the air.

And Li Xiong’s crying soul, transformed by divinity, melted within the Pure World Black Lotus like snow under the blazing sun, dissipating into countless droplets before suddenly vanishing in mid-air.

The surrounding frenzied and chaotic spirits were completely burned away by the fire lotus.

Thud!

Lin Yuan’s body was also brutally pushed ten feet away by the violent aura generated by the explosion.

Huff, huff.

Lin Yuan lay on the ground, panting heavily, his gaze fixed on his own hands. At this moment, the divine light on the black dragon scales faded and was barely visible.

The hundred acupoints within him were also completely depleted.

"It’s only the initial stage of spiritual energy and already so troublesome."

Returning to a normal state, Lin Yuan looked at his body covered with scars, feeling a much greater appreciation for the power of spiritual energy.

He stepped forward again and moved beside Li Xiong.

At this moment, his pupils had completely turned into a crying soul form, shining dimly with eerie light.

Lin Yuan carefully observed for a moment. Now, the body under the Pure World Black Lotus had mostly turned into charred black meat.

"True spirit fusion seems to affect one’s consciousness?"

Lin Yuan thought of Li Xiong’s forced fusion with the true spirit earlier, and a realization flashed through his mind.

The spiritual energy realm is merely the shaping of the soul. If one forcibly merges the body with oneself, the envisioned soul might greatly invade one’s body, even twisting the soul, transforming into an existence like true spirit.

At that time, should one be called a martial artist or a monster?

Shaking his head, Lin Yuan cast aside these distracting thoughts.

Turning back now, it was Nine Chapters that expressed a craving.

"Is it the remnant soul within the head?"

Lin Yuan scanned the surroundings, finally resting his gaze on the pale head.

"Nine Chapters!"

Lin Yuan called softly, harboring a subtle anticipation in his heart.

A strand of true spirit within a spiritual artifact could already provide him with substantial cultivation, and now having killed someone in the spiritual energy realm, how much energy could it provide for the deduction of cultivation techniques?

As Lin Yuan’s words fell, numerous roots suddenly emerged from the void, then, like a whale drinking water, they penetrated deeply into the head.

Before long, Nine Chapters’ roots vanished from view, and Lin Yuan stood up again, investigating around, indeed, no one had noticed.

With a swift movement, Lin Yuan disappeared from the original spot.

Two days later.

In a cave.

Lin Yuan had already rested sufficiently, standing at the mouth of the cave, gazing at the forest below, his thoughts racing, "Changle Village has been occupied by the magic sect, this place must not be lingered at any longer. If my traces are exposed, it will invite calamity."

In these two days, he had sensed several spiritual energy realm auras passing by.

Clearly, more people from the magic sect continuously poured into Changle Village. Now his strength was still weak, just two spiritual energy realm opponents could easily kill him.

"I should return to Baiyan City first. Also, the Golden Cloud Pills are nearly depleted. If I don’t go back to refine them, it will delay subsequent cultivation."

With this thought, Lin Yuan no longer hesitated, concealed his aura, chose a direction, and with a swift movement, he disappeared into the forest.

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Baiyan City.

At this moment, Jin Zheseng was shirtless, white bandages wrapped around his back.

He had been severely wounded by a strike from Lang Kun’s blade. But fortunately, he had a solid foundation, which allowed him to withstand such injuries.

"Brother Jin, this time being ambushed by Ji Bing caused us to lose the Changle Village foothold. All the elders and peak masters within the sect are extremely angry. Some even suggest recalling you and replacing with someone else," the nearby junior disciple spoke in a low voice, his mood somewhat heavy.

The loss of Changle Village was such a severe blow, its impact on the true transmission was exceedingly negative.

"It must be people from Hongqing Peak causing trouble." Jin Shengzhe’s face darkened, his words filled with fury, "What is Monitoring Peak doing? The demon tiger Shen Hong is also here, can it still be blamed on me?"

"You’re absolutely right," the junior disciple beside him agreed earnestly, "The demon tiger Shen Hong, not following rules, acts on his own accord."

"Yet someone has used these handles against you, cementing your blame for the loss of Changle Village foothold, insisting that the death of numerous young individuals across seven or eight surrounding cities, possibly leading to a generational gap, stem from your unauthorized actions and refusal to comply with the bigger picture."

As the person spoke, anger also flared on their face, "These people are just lounging in the sect, not contributing, while now their intelligence is inaccurate, they revel in verbal scorn."

"The younger generation of these cities, they’re all worthless, if they’re dead, so be it. I see it as an excuse they’ve cooked up to target you intentionally."

Already ambushed, Jin Shengzhe was severely injured, in a foul mood, and upon hearing sect punishment, anger flared fiercely in his heart.

Bang!

He slammed the table hard, knocking over the teacup, spilling tea everywhere.

"The people from Hongqing Peak, they’re too much, surely it was them leading the charge. We fight desperately outside, while they stab us in the back."

Thinking of this, Jin Shengzhe wore a face full of hatred.

"Indeed, surely it’s people from Hongqing Peak causing chaos," the junior disciple beside him agreed once more.

But they both felt helpless in this situation.

Now lost in Changle Village, and Jin Shengzhe having suffered severe wounds, retaliation talks are futile until his body recovers.

Besides Ji Bing, Lang Kun’s strength is no less than his, not to mention the demon tiger Shen Hong guarding there, even revenge must wait for the sect to dispatch a peak master of that caliber.

After pondering for a while, a strand of oddity appeared in his mind.

"Hongqing Peak, how do they know so much?"

Jin Shengzhe’s eyes flashed, staring at the nearby junior disciple.

The latter’s eyes suddenly filled with murderous intent.

"Who, who is scheming behind the scenes? Investigate, bring it out for me!" Jin Shengzhe said vigorously, gripping the knife handle tightly.

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Meanwhile, in a forest, Qi Yu was swiftly moving through the dense woods with dozens of disciples.

After some time, confirming the direction, Qi Yu slowly reduced her speed. The disciples following behind also stopped accordingly.

Swish, swish, swish.

Qi Yu leapt to a massive tree trunk.

At this moment, her fair skin was covered in dust, her clothes had several gaps. Standing on the trunk, feeling the near exhaustion of her inner vitality, Qi Yu hurriedly regulated her breath.

Behind, many disciples didn’t need further prompts, they each took pills, quickly recovering their inner vitality.

Finally, after the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn, their weary minds found some relief.

"Thank you, Sister Qi Yu, for saving us."

This place was about two days away from Baiyan City, and everyone couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

To escape the pursuit of the magic sect’s spiritual energy realm, they had gone two nights without sleep, and finally reached this location.

Midway, they encountered attempts by the magic sect’s younger generation to intercept. Amidst chaos, fearing imminent massacre, despair hovered as they faced their end.

Yet Qi Yu suddenly emerged, slaughtering the magic sect individuals, leading many to escape.

Nevertheless, during the ensuing escape, more than half of the disciples couldn’t keep up with the group.

Only about ten of them managed to reach this place.

Qi Yu, hearing this, nodded slightly, "Although we’re close to Baiyan City here, there’s no certainty the magic sect won’t appear, we must continue."

Everyone nodded.

Seeing no objections, Qi Yu straightened her posture, ready to proceed.

But the next moment, she suddenly changed her expression, "There’s a martial artist with spiritual energy realm approaching!"