NOVEL NEXT C39
Chapter 39: Hospitalized Again
In the late-night streets, ambulances flashed their lights and blared their sirens, as Qiang Ge, Zhang Biaoyang, and about ten others were loaded onto stretchers and taken away.
Dai Jingni had other matters to attend to. After dropping Yuyin off at her door, she seemed a bit reluctant and touched Yuyin’s hand before driving away.
On the way, Dai Jingni drove like the wind, the engine roaring. While shifting gears, she accidentally brushed against Yuyin’s thigh a few times, which was probably just an accident… This female driver’s skills might need some improvement.
Dai Jingni had indeed helped a lot this time. If Yuyin had been forced to act, it would have undoubtedly caused a lot of trouble.
Zhang Biaoyang had just been discharged from the hospital and came looking for revenge, which was indeed troublesome. However, it seemed he wouldn’t be coming after her anytime soon.
Back at home, Yuyin thought that if it weren’t for her significant improvement in cultivation during this time, which earned her the respect of those martial artists, even if Dai Jingni had spoken up, she might not have been able to command so many martial artists. After all, martial artists were contracted free agents, not Dai Jingni’s employees.
In this magical city, a woman alone who could not avoid attracting various covetous eyes had it tough. Without strength, she would likely have to rely on the powerful.
Especially for someone like Yuyin, while other women might accept depending on men, she absolutely would not!
So what could she rely on?
Rely on herself, rely on strength.
If it were a man, it might be fine not to compete, but for a stunning beauty like her, not competing didn’t mean others wouldn’t compete for her.
In this magical city, just to live freely and with dignity required sufficient strength.
After taking a shower and changing, Yuyin sat on the edge of her bed and opened “Source Ten Breaths” on her phone.
For her now, the college entrance examination’s source energy score line was no longer a problem. The army within the God-Eating Chess was still fighting tirelessly, enhancing her source energy.
Now she could calm down and think about her future cultivation.
That was about the secret of how to become a source martial artist.
This “Source Ten Breaths” was not just a breathing method; the latter part also detailed how to become a source martial artist.
The first step was to absorb source energy through the breathing method.
The second step was for the source energy in the body to reach a certain density and purity. For men, it would condense into crystals, while for women, it would condense into water; both realms were the same.
The third step was when the source energy continued to accumulate, and the source crystals and spiritual water increased, gradually, quantitative changes would lead to qualitative changes, thus meeting the conditions to truly become a source martial artist.
The ancient texts originally described this “quantity” rather ambiguously, but this book had annotations from modern masters. According to their explanations, reaching a source energy value of 180 would allow one to practice the “Transform Source into Spirit” method, and if successful, one could become a true source martial artist.
Regarding the “Transform Source into Spirit” method, different cultivation schools recorded various methods in ancient texts. The last section of “Source Ten Breaths” was precisely about this method.
“It seems that merely accumulating source energy has its limits. My current source energy value has already exceeded 170. If I want to continue improving, I need to start preparing to break through to become a source martial artist…”
However, Yuyin was somewhat worried. This “Transform Source into Spirit” method was a bit obscure and difficult to understand. Although there were annotations, there were actually three masters’ annotations, and their opinions seemed to differ. She didn’t know if it was truly reliable or if there were clearer, more reliable breakthrough methods.
This “Source Ten Breaths” was already very hard to find. If it weren’t for Dai Jingni’s help, one wouldn’t be able to find such a level of secret method outside. Finding something better would be even harder…
But to hastily use a controversial technique for such a significant breakthrough, Yuyin felt it was unstable.
“Right.”
Yuyin remembered that her God-Eating Chess had optimized Ying Luo’s dual cultivation secret method but had not optimized “Source Ten Breaths.” However, comparing the two, the breathing method in “Source Ten Breaths” was clearly inferior to “Jade Maiden Lotus Evening Revision.” It’s just a pity that “Jade Maiden Lotus Evening Revision” was purely a dual cultivation method, not a foundational cultivation method, and did not include the “Transform Source into Spirit” method.
Yuyin speculated that “Source Ten Breaths” was an e-book, which was why it couldn’t be optimized by the God-Eating Chess. So what if she copied it down?
As soon as Yuyin thought of this, she immediately opened a shopping app and purchased a brush, inkstone, blank ancient book, and other items.
After placing the order, it showed that it would arrive the day after tomorrow.
“Once these things arrive, I’ll try copying it down and see.” Yuyin decided in her heart.
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Lingdu Fengshan Hospital, still the same single patient room.
Zhang Biaoyang lay on the hospital bed, his whole body wrapped in bandages, his hands and feet in plaster, his face bruised and battered, looking quite miserable.
“Sigh…”
Zhang Henghu, dressed in a suit, stood by the window, sighing.
A slender woman dressed in luxurious designer clothes sat by Zhang Biaoyang’s bed, occasionally sobbing.
“Say something! Our Biaoyang is too pitiful! He was so obedient at school, never bullied anyone, yet he ended up like this! It’s all that female student’s fault; that girl is a troublemaker!” The woman cried while comforting Zhang Biaoyang.
At this moment, Zhang Biaoyang was connected to an oxygen tube and couldn’t say a word.
“Sigh…”
“Don’t just sigh! Who are you? In Ling Hai Beach’s business world, even in the cultivation world, who doesn’t give our Zhang family some face? Now the child is hurt like this, and the college entrance examination is ruined. Can’t you think of a way? Can you really endure this? Our Biaoyang is so well-behaved; it’s too pitiful!” The woman lamented.
“Shut up! Are you done with your whining? I’ve already notified the elder brother.” Zhang Henghu said.
“What? Elder Brother Henglong?” The woman was startled.
“He’ll be here soon.”
Before long, a nurse’s anxious voice echoed in the hallway, “Mr. Zhang, please don’t get agitated; the patient is resting…”
Then, with a loud “bang,” the door to the patient room was kicked open, startling the middle-aged man and woman.
“Who the hell dares to touch my nephew?”
A tall man in a gray Zhongshan suit stormed in. His face was extremely stern, with wrinkles like mountains, and his eyes were round and fierce like a golden eagle.
This man was the pillar of the Zhang family, the reason they could have their current business and status in Lingdu, and why they could act arrogantly—Zhang Henglong.
“Elder Brother!” The middle-aged man greeted him with a hint of respect and surprise, while the middle-aged woman also stood up.
“Our Zhang family only has this one seedling; how the hell are you raising the child? Speak! What exactly happened?” Zhang Henglong’s temper was extremely explosive, and he immediately scolded his brother and sister-in-law.
A few minutes later…
“What!?” After hearing the explanation from Zhang Biaoyang’s parents, Zhang Henglong’s anger intensified. He stepped onto Zhang Biaoyang’s hospital bed, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to hit him.
“You useless brat, beaten up by a woman? Our Zhang family doesn’t have a coward like you!”
“Elder Brother!” The couple panicked and rushed forward to block him, but they couldn’t stop him.
“I warned you last time about harming those girls; this is self-inflicted! You deserve it; you might as well die and save me the embarrassment!” Zhang Henglong genuinely wanted to slap this unworthy nephew to death.
“Elder Brother!” The middle-aged woman knelt down, hugging Zhang Henglong’s leg and crying, “Biaoyang is the only descendant of our Zhang family…”
At this moment, Zhang Henglong’s raised hand paused.
“Sigh!” He deeply sighed, looking at the bandaged Zhang Biaoyang with disappointment, “If your cousin hadn’t died over there…”