ATPnovel Chapter 11: You Smell So Good
Chapter 11: You Smell So Good
After controlling his clone Li Jingming to enter the inn, Wei Wuxian activated the clone's [auto-play] function.
This feature allows the character to handle the current situation on their own.
Afterwards, Wei Wuxian focused all his attention on his main body.
On his way to the academy dormitory, Wei Wuxian purchased a lot of daily necessities.
At the same time, Aunt Pei was very helpful, providing him with all the medicinal bath ingredients, pills, and other elixirs he needed for his martial arts cultivation.
Next comes cultivation.
In the path of martial arts, apart from needing opportunities and talent to break through to the next level, the so-called cultivation is nothing more than enduring hardship.
The more hardship you endure, the more happiness you will enjoy!
Wei Wuxian still remembers the scene when he was training the martial arts fairy, and the fairy was "self-harming" and losing health, while he was healing her.
Peeling skin, pulling tendons, removing bones and cutting flesh are never adjectives.
This is also why those who follow the path of martial arts are naturally better at fighting than those who practice Qi cultivation.
There's a reason why a first-rank martial artist can rival a third-realm Qi cultivator.
Besides being unable to cultivate anything else, there was another reason why Wei Wuxian insisted on cultivating martial arts.
Although the original owner had abandoned the path of martial arts in recent years, he had been well-versed in various medicinal herbs and pills from the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion since childhood, which gave him a solid foundation.
It would be a waste not to practice.
With the two secret techniques he found, it shouldn't be difficult to defeat the strongest first-rank martial artist in the world within half a month, and advance to the second-rank martial artist level.
Place the bath tub over a low flame to keep it heated, and add the various medicinal herbs in the correct proportions.
Wei Wuxian then opened the "Sword Forging Manual".
This "Sword Forging Manual" is less of a martial arts technique and more of a diagram of martial arts practice.
The universe is the forge, the body is the blade; cleanse the marrow and temper the bones, open the meridians and activate the acupoints.
Just as forging a sword requires countless hammer blows, so too does training a person.
In short, it boils down to one sentence: Treat people like swords to hone your skills!
The specific training route is also amazing. The person who wrote this training method specially collected the training routes of martial artists in the mortal world who went astray and then compiled this book so that people would deliberately practice the wrong way to achieve the effect of strengthening their body.
After countless trials and tribulations, a peerless sword can be forged. To achieve mastery is to walk through the "Sword Forging Manual" a thousand times.
"I am Sword Bone..."
With his mind fully prepared, Wei Wuxian officially embarked on the path of cultivation.
Only half an incense stick later.
From this small courtyard located halfway up the mountain behind the Taoist temple, came the screams of a pig being slaughtered.
Half an hour later, Wei Wuxian collapsed in the medicinal bath, unable to even scream, his entire body trembling uncontrollably.
Pain is beyond description.
This is practically the ultimate form of torture!
It's not like being slashed hard with a knife, but rather the continuous pain of having your flesh sliced piece by piece with a small knife.
Taking a breath is like drinking a mouthful of fierce wind; exhaling is like spitting out a knife that cuts flesh.
Another half incense stick later, I felt the injuries in my body recovering.
Wei Wuxian, his body trembling, began again.
He had just completed the first chapter of the "Sword Forging Manual" practice diagram, which has twelve chapters in total.
Turning to the second chapter, in just a few breaths, Wei Wuxian suddenly began to bleed from all seven orifices. He froze and fell to the ground, then rolled violently, biting his lips tightly to try and stop himself from crying out.
Time slipped by, second by second...
For three whole days, Wei Wuxian didn't leave his room even once.
The good news is that he's almost losing his sense of pain; it's not numbness, it's just that he's starting to get used to it.
The bad news is that he only practiced the "Sword Forging Manual" four times, which is 996 times short of becoming a swordsman.
That morning, Wei Wuxian took a bath and left the house in a daze. He went to the study in the Daoist temple and casually picked out a sword manual, a fist manual, and a spear manual.
Wei Wuxian had originally wanted to get the sword manual, but he was afraid of biting off more than he could chew.
It's not that I'm going to practice these things properly, it's just about striking a pose, since these are all commonplace items.
It was so painful that Wei Wuxian tried his best to distract himself.
He has now memorized all the exercise diagrams and no longer needs to follow them.
So he thought he could strike a sword stance, set up a stake or something, and then practice the "Sword Forging Technique".
After tucking the three books into his pocket, Wei Wuxian picked up his fishing rod and went to fish in front of a lake in the back mountains.
Whether it was for fishing or to distract himself, the "Sword Forging Technique" was still in progress.
He was afraid he would go crazy if he continued to practice in his room.
I randomly found a spot, plopped down on a small stool, and started baiting the area, attaching the bait, and casting the hook.
All in one go.
After setting up the fishing rod, Wei Wuxian set up a pot next to it and threw in some medicinal herbs.
Wait for the flames to ignite.
Wei Wuxian took out the book "The Gale Sword" from his bosom and opened it.
In my youth, I wielded a staff and became a swordsman; the sword's aura lingered as petals and leaves fell...
After reading only the first page, Wei Wuxian looked around and, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, immediately got up and broke off a bamboo stalk from a small bamboo grove not far away.
He's the perfect guy!
It's even straighter than his bamboo fishing rod.
After casually waving it around in his hand a few times, Wei Wuxian continued to look down at the book "The Gale Sword".
"How was the catch?"
A voice suddenly came from behind.
"Not a single one was caught."
Wei Wuxian gave a lazy reply, turned his head back first, and then slowly followed the gaze.
Then, his gaze froze.
Before me stood a rather handsome young man, dressed in a brocade robe.
The person who arrived was Luo Huanxi. She blinked and stared at Wei Wuxian.
next moment.
The fishing rod suddenly moved, and Wei Wuxian reacted quickly, grabbing it and lifting it up sharply.
A small fish, no bigger than the palm of your hand, was pulled out of the water.
Put away the fishing rod, take the fish out, cut off its head, remove its internal organs, rinse it clean, and put it in a pot.
Luo Huanxi watched intently the entire time, her expression completely stunned.
He threw down another pole, and only then did Wei Wuxian look at her again.
He remained outwardly calm, but his heart was in turmoil.
How did she end up in the Great Wei?
It was one thing for someone in the Underworld to suddenly achieve enlightenment, but at least he had some idea of what was going on.
How come even she came here from the Central Plains?
"I always thought that what was written in the storybooks was all a lie?" Wei Wuxian suddenly said.
"A storybook?" Luo Huanxi tilted her head.
Wei Wuxian smiled but didn't say anything.
"What are you laughing at?"
I laughed, realizing that there really are girls in this world who dress up as boys, just like those in storybooks.
That's what she was thinking, but Wei Wuxian wanted to tease her.
"I'm laughing. Should I take advantage of this freebie that's offered to me, or should I?"
Even Luo Huanxi, who had traveled extensively throughout the human world, found it difficult to keep up with Wei Wuxian's pace.
"What the hell is all this about?"
"Why do you think people can't tell when a little girl wears boys' clothes?"
Luo Huanxi's eyes widened slightly: "How...how did you figure that out?"
Wei Wuxian imitated her previous actions, tilted his head, and began to talk nonsense with a straight face.
"I didn't say it was you."
Luo Huanxi had just felt relieved, but she immediately caught the smile in Wei Wuxian's eyes. How could she not understand that Wei Wuxian was teasing her?
"You, you—it's normal for a young person's Adam's apple to be less prominent, and their voice to be higher-pitched. How did you figure that out?"
Wei Wuxian closed the book, looked up, and smiled.
"You smell so good."
Luo Huanxi's face immediately turned bright red, starting from the roots of her ears.
"Deng, Dengtuzi!"