My Apprentice Is Too Diligent

Chapter 36: Deciding to Tell You Something

"Go ahead and gesture, that's fine. The remaining rabbit meat belongs to me," Han Ying ate his meal slowly and calmly said.

"Hey, I didn't say I didn't want it," Chen Qingning stomped her foot, turned around, ran to the table, and protected her portion of rabbit meat. Then, she snorted at Chen Yifan and said, "You got lucky this time, but next time I'll make you regret it."

"Who's afraid of you!" Chen Yifan stubbornly said with his head held high.

"Alright, you two," Su Dayong said in a deep voice, "Let's just eat our meal. Why fight? As I said earlier, it's rare to have Monster meat, so let's finish eating and then go practice, so we don't waste the energy contained in the meat."

"Master spent so much money to let us taste Monster meat, not for you to waste it!" Chen Yifan lowered his head, sat back in his seat, and ate his meal heartily.

Chen Qingning's eyes flickered as she stuffed a piece of rabbit meat into her mouth, her cheeks bulging.

Han Ying ate slowly and calmly, and finally summed up, "Two blockheads."

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...

"Only half of it, the upper volume?" In the training room, Chen Wuji finished reading the contents of the "Blood Transformation Sword Art" and put it down with some regret.

The secret manual he obtained from Shiying was not the complete "Blood Transformation Sword Art," but only the upper half.

The lower half should still be with the Blood Sword Sect.

With half of the content missing, he could still cultivate, but Chen Wuji didn't want to switch to another cultivation method and replace it with the "Blood Transformation Sword Art."

The purpose of practicing these internal martial arts was to experience different martial arts and the different feelings they brought, and then comprehend their characteristics and highlights.

For example, the "Blood Transformation Sword Art," even though it only had the upper half, the content recorded in the manual had already caught Chen Wuji's attention.

The "Blood Transformation Sword Art" mainly focused on the transformation of Qi.

According to the manual, this cultivation method could initiate changes in Qi and blood from the very beginning after their birth.

A total of nine layers, nine transformations.

This could allow the Qi and blood to complete sublimation and then open up the Dantian, forming the Qi Sea, all at once, without the need for time, effort, or mental energy to slowly open it bit by bit.

It was equivalent to the nine previous transformations being for the sake of the final moment of eruption.

This characteristic was extremely eye-catching.

Chen Wuji was indeed interested. If he could obtain the complete manual and comprehend its secrets, he could create his own True Qi Realm cultivation method, which would not be just wishful thinking.

That's right.

After practicing the "Gold Jade Art" and "Innate Qi" through AFK cultivation and comprehending the secrets of the True Qi Realm cultivation method, Chen Wuji suddenly had the idea of creating his own cultivation method, and he had already started implementing it.

He extracted a part of what he wanted from the characteristics of the "Gold Jade Art" and "Innate Qi" and tried to integrate them.

The progress so far was good, with a good start.

That is, the slight comprehension of the True Qi Realm.

With this slight comprehension, he could proceed with further improvements.

The transformation characteristic of the "Blood Transformation Sword Art" immediately caught Chen Wuji's attention.

The highlight of this cultivation method was not only suitable for the Body Refining Realm, but also for the use of Qi and blood.

True Qi, in simple terms, was a higher level of energy than Qi and blood.

The nine transformations of the "Blood Transformation Sword Art" belonged to the high-level utilization of energy.

"I have to find a way to get the lower half."

Chen Wuji murmured.

After a while, he took a deep breath and suppressed his thoughts of the "Blood Transformation Sword Art."

The Blood Sword Sect still existed, so the lower half of the "Blood Transformation Sword Art" couldn't be lost.

Having obtained the Dream Incense, the next important thing was to go to the Black Tiger Martial Hall and find Zhao Feihu to uncover the secret of the jade pendant.

...

Night.

After the curfew, the county town was empty, with no one on the streets.

Under the hazy moonlight, the earth was covered in a silver-white veil.

The residence of the Black Tiger Martial Hall.

Chen Wuji moved like a ghost, silently flipping over the wall and moving through the corners and dim areas, searching for Zhao Feihu's residence.

Suddenly, the door of a room opened, and a young man stumbled out from inside.

Chen Wuji hid in the shadows, motionless.

He watched as the young man swayed and walked to a corner, releasing a stream of water into a flowerpot.

Trembling and shaking for a while, the young man swayed and returned to the room.

After entering the room, the door was half closed and no longer attended to.

Chen Wuji's gaze flickered as he crossed half of the garden and arrived at the partially closed door, listening to the sounds inside the room.

He confirmed that there was only one person.

Immediately, he gently pushed open the door, swiftly entered, and closed the door behind him.

...

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

The door opened again, and Chen Wuji, with a ghostly figure, came out from inside.

After exiting, he closed the door.

Immediately, standing in place, amidst a creaking sound, his bones shifted, and his facial features and body constantly changed.

When he stopped, a face exactly the same as the young man's, with the same figure, appeared under the moonlight.

Looking at his changed clothes and appearance, Chen Wuji nodded in satisfaction, took a step, and walked towards a courtyard not far away.

Entering the courtyard, he quickened his pace and arrived in front of a house, lightly knocking on the door.

"Master, Master?"

Chen Wuji's voice changed, calling out in a lowered tone.

"Seventh, it's so late, what's the matter?" Inside the house, a slightly hoarse old man's voice came.

"Master, I've thought it over and decided to tell you something."

Chen Wuji controlled his voice and whispered, "This thing is about our junior sister accidentally eating cold jelly last month. I was afraid..."

Creak~

The door suddenly opened.

A large hand grabbed Chen Wuji by the neck and pulled him into the house.

Then, with a loud bang, the door closed heavily.

"Tell me, who poisoned the jelly!"

Under the light of a lit candle, Zhao Feihu, who had just turned sixty, had a gloomy face and stared fiercely at Chen Wuji, gritting his teeth. "I knew there was something fishy about the last incident. Each and every one of you had such strong mouths, there must be a problem. Tell me, who did it!"

"It... it was Third Junior Sister and Eighth Junior Brother, working together with Senior Brother, who poisoned it." Chen Wuji trembled in fear, explaining, "I overheard Senior Brother talking about it. I just wanted to teach our junior sister a lesson."

"A lesson?"

Zhao Feihu sneered, "What qualifications does he have to teach her? Just because he's my adopted son? I think he had some inappropriate thoughts and decided to take action!"

"Well, um..." Chen Wuji trembled and dared not answer.

"Hmph~"

Zhao Feihu didn't press further. Clenching his fists, he gritted his teeth and said, "This beast thought he could assist Xiaoyue and strengthen the martial arts hall, but I didn't expect..."

"Hmm? What's that smell?"

Zhao Feihu sniffed and stopped venting his anger. "This smell is not right, there's something..."

Whoosh!

Chen Wuji, who was less than six feet away from Zhao Feihu, suddenly flashed and appeared in front of him, quickly poking his chest with his hand.

Stimulated by the poke, Zhao Feihu subconsciously exhaled, then took a deep breath.

With this inhalation, Zhao Feihu's vision immediately blurred, and his will weakened.

"You are..."

Snap, snap!

Fingertips poked Zhao Feihu's chest again, forcing him to exhale and inhale.

The next moment, Zhao Feihu's body went limp, his eyelids drooped, and his vision lost focus.

Chen Wuji lifted him up, placed him on the bed, and straightened him out.

Then, he extinguished the incense stick burning on his lower back, quickly opened the windows and door, and waved his palm to disperse the fragrance in the room.

After clearing the smell, he waited for a while before closing the doors and windows again and returning to the bedside.

"Snap, snap!"

Chen Wuji gave the dazed Zhao Feihu two slaps, then took out a jade pendant and waved it in front of Zhao Feihu, whispering, "Do you recognize this thing?"

"Recognize..."

Zhao Feihu replied dully.

"What is it called? Do you have one?" Chen Wuji asked again.

"It's called an identity pendant, and I have one." Zhao Feihu answered.

"Where did you put yours?" Chen Wuji pursued.

"Put... put..." Zhao Feihu weakly raised his hand and fumbled in the corner of the bedside, taking out a jade pendant, holding it in his hand, "Put... it..."

"..." Chen Wuji took it without ceremony and asked, "Who gave you this identity pendant?"

"Of course... it was... Lord Envoy!"