Primordial Cultivator

Yang Wei smiled brightly when he heard Elder Jing's words as he nodded.

"Jing Feng, you're right, I'm not weak-willed at all. I can endure some minimal pain without any effort." Yang Wei said pridefully.

"That's the spirit," Elder Jing chuckled softly at his act.

Afterward, Elder Jing retrieved a clear and white pill before throwing it toward Yang Wei.

"Consume this as it will help the process of refining your body." Elder Jing then said.

Yang Wei nodded and consumed it without hesitation. The pill starts to take effect immediately and Yang Wei can feel his injury slowly vanishing.

'What a miraculous pill,' Yang Wei exclaimed inwardly in admiration.

Despite his injuries being really terrible, a single pill was enough to diminish his pain and slowly help him regenerate.

"Sigh, a cultivator is really filled with abundant resources and any impossible things could be turned to possible," Yang Wei mumbled softly as he witnessed the red-whip mark slowly disappear.

"That's the joy of being a cultivator where no mortals can enjoy, especially our prolonged life due to our cultivation base." Elder Jing added when she heard Yang Wei's mumble.

Yang Wei nodded his head in agreement as he waited for the injuries to heal up completely.

The refined body of Yang Wei was slowly recognizable, proving that the gruesome method Elder Jing uses was effective.

Sometime later, once Yang Wei finished recovering his injuries, Elder Jing stood up.

"Although your body still isn't eligible to practice the Octane Punch, you can at least practice some of your punching skills," Elder Jing then said as she retrieved an item that is similar to a sandbag.

Yang Wei was dumbfounded by Elder Jing's resources, almost like she was prepared to train someone at any given time.

"How many more items have you stored, Jing Feng," Yang Wei asked softly.

"I have stored many things since there is no harm in preparing ourselves to deal with any type of situations," Elder Jing replied swiftly.

Yang Wei nodded before getting up and faced the sandbag as he clenched his fist tightly.

"Do I just punch the sandbag with my full strength?" Yang Wei said as he raised his fist, preparing to punch it.

"Yes and no, I want you to punch it with decent strength but at the same time, each punch you throw at the sandbag, I want it to be in the same strength, meaning it must be consecutive without any changes." Elder Jing explained what Yang Wei must do.

Instead of just punching the sandbag normally with different strengths each time, Elder Jing wants Yang Wei to punch the sandbag with the same strength without any alteration.

This is to train Yang Wei to be able to improve his punching skill and utilization of his strength without going overboard.

"I see how it is now," Yang Wei said in understanding.

Afterward, Yang Wei started punching the sandbag with the same strength each time.

"Keep punching the sandbag until it starts becoming dark. You must start getting your body into the habit of constantly training without much rest," Elder Jing then said as she took out a mini cube from her spatial ring.

Yang Wei raised his eyebrow in surprise at the mini cube that seemed to shape like a house.

'What is Jing Feng doing?' Yang Wei pondered inwardly as he continued to punch the sandbag with the same strength each time.

Meanwhile, Elder Jing threw the mini cube onto the ground and a poof sound was created.

The mini cube suddenly turned into a miniature house, shocking Yang Wei for such a scene.

His punching was halted at the same time as Yang Wei stared at Elder Jing with a gawking expression.

"W-What is that item?" Yang Wei stuttered as he asked Elder Jing.

"Just a normal item for cultivators who always explored the wilderness as this mini cube can instantly transform into a miniature house for the cultivator to rest," Elder Jing explained with a nonchalant expression, almost like it was nothing special.

"You should focus on punching the sandbag instead of worrying about what I'm doing."

Yang Wei nodded his head as he returned to punching the sandbag whereas Elder Jing entered the miniature house and started doing her own business.

Yang Wei spent the next few hours punching the sandbag before realizing that this training wasn't as simple as it looked.

To maintain the same strength in his punch each time took a lot of concentration and sweat trickled down his forehead when he messed up his rhythm slightly.

There were multiple occasions where Yang Wei overused his strength and caused his rhythm to shatter and he would need to punch another 30 or 40 punches before getting back to his rhythm.

'Sigh, I should have known that Jing Feng's training is never easy.' Yang Wei sighed inwardly when he underestimated this seemingly ordinary sandbag.

While Yang Wei continued his training, Elder Jing remained inside the miniature house as she was busy refining her pills.

"These should be enough to help Yang Wei to refine his body more thoroughly and at the same time, getting rid of the impurities," Elder Jing mumbled softly as she grabbed a handful of pills from the cauldron that she just concocted.

Afterward, she stored them into her spatial ring before glancing at the window to check on the progress of Yang Wei.

Yang Wei's punching from the beginning was rigid and almost like he wasn't used to punching at all.

However, over the past hours, Yang Wei seemed to have found a form that is perfect for him as his punching was smoother.

Elder Jing nodded her head in approval for the fast improvement of Yang Wei as she shouted.

"Yang Wei, that's good enough practice for the day so come inside to take a rest. Tomorrow, your training will be tougher than today so make sure to rest well enough."

Yang Wei smiled bitterly but in the end, he nodded his head. "I understand, Jing Feng."