Chapter 11: Chapter 11 Blood Maniac Monster Saint

Translator: ryangohsff  Editor: Nora

Similar to the five flying knives that he had kept close to nourish, there was also that Pine Pattern Wind Sword.

Although the Six God Defensive Knife Technique was a flying knife technique, some of its secret methods could have great effects when used with other weapons and secret tools. It just needed some slight changes to work.

There were many cultivation methods and incantation techniques in the world. But in the end, it needed all the methods to return to its roots. Many theories were connected and said the same thing.

In Zong Shou’s last life, he understood this theory and his discoveries soared. He would not be restricted by conservative cultivation theories and concepts.

Every morning, he would absorb true qi into the body of the sword and let it flow and rotate for forty-nine times before stopping. After every time, he would use clean water to wash it, and then he would brush on beast oil.

Zong Shou called this the Sword Washing Technique. This was not a technique he created. Instead, he learned it from a friend, who was also known for his sword skills. Then he improved on it and added the secrets of the Six God Defensive Knife Technique.

It could wash away impurities, training and purifying the sword’s body. Additionally, it could spiritually connect the mark sword to him.

Although the mark knives and wind blade were defensive killer weapons he had prepared, they had used up a lot of his time.

Over these five days, Zong Shou paid more attention to his cultivation. The opening of the energy sea and Foundation Chakra meant that the gates of cultivation had swung right open for him.

Within the carriage, a light wind blew about. It did not come from outside the window, but from the fist that Zong Shou shot out. However, it was mostly due to his sleeves being too big, so they swung in the air.

Zong Shou stepped in a weird and special manner. At the same time, he employed various kinds of specific breathing methods that had the exact same tempo. He continuously moved around the forty-square-meter space.

Both his fists moved around. Sometimes, they were fast, like a heavy storm; sometimes, they were weak, with no energy. It was not methodical at all.

It seemed really weird, but Zong Shou could feel all the blood in his body boiling and crashing around like a flood.

Maybe if Yin Yang was around, he would be able to see what was going on. Even if he were unable to deduce the background of it, he would know that this was definitely not something that Gantian Mountain and Linhai College should have.

Chuxue only treated Zong Shou like he was training those weird movements again. To her, it was no different from the past days, except they had become much weirder. Occasionally, when she returned to the carriage, she would take a brief glance at him. However, she would not mind it much. Due to what had happened that day, this girl did not dare to be alone with Zong Shou recently.

They did not know that the name of this weird-looking fist technique would spread over the galaxy, known as the Spiritual Breathing Fist. It was the pinnacle breathing technique from the Snow Dress Temple of the Shapo World!

Martial arts were split into internal and external. Cultivating and training the Chakra Meridians and true qi was internal, while this fist technique was naturally external. His self-created Energy Leading Technique also had a similar nature.

The Body Chakra had nine Chakra Meridians: the Foundation Chakra, Breath Chakra, marrow chakra, Bone Chakra, Blood Chakra, Intelligence Chakra, Major Organ Chakra, Minor Organ Chakra, and External Chakra.

And when martial artists cultivated, they opened up their Body Chakra Meridians to train their breathing, their marrow, their bones, their heart, their organs, and their skin to strengthen their physical body.

From inside to the outside, until one totally broke away from the Body Chakra and connected with the heavens and earth. The following process would be the opposite, using the spiritual energy from the heavens and earth to train the physical body from the outside to the inside. This process was known as the Earth Nine Chakra Meridians.

However, even if the Chakra Meridians were opened, the body would not be strengthened in a day. It needed time to slowly show its effect and improve the qualities of the body, bit by bit.

At such a time, one would need outside help to speed up the process. The so-called external cultivation methods were born for such a reason.

This Spiritual Breathing Fist from the Shapo World was a technique to train breathing, strengthen the roots and the source, and build firm foundations.

As Zong Shou trained in the fist technique, he could feel a warm sensation in his chest.

The so-called Foundation Chakra had a total of 24 orifice points, which were around the stomach area, forming a nice circle. Many saw this as the start of life, the source of qi. This belief was later proven to be true.

He had only trained in this Spiritual Breathing Fist for five days, and there were already some results. Yesterday, he had tried out his strength without using true qi, and realized that his strength had doubled compared to a few days ago.

This result was not totally because of the fist technique. His special body was also one of the reasons. Having two top class bloodlines was not without its benefits.

Unfortunately, he was only able to train this fist technique for fifteen minutes at a time.

It was not long before Zong Shou was drenched in sweat as he sat limply on the soft mattress. From start to finish, his weak stamina did not show any signs of improvement.

As usual, he took out a Willow Mark flying knife and played around with it in his hand. After his breathing calmed down, he sat down cross-legged with another green crystal in his hand.

The injury at the acupoints around his abdomen had already completely healed up yesterday. To be safe, he purposely dragged it out until today, waiting for his Spiritual Breathing Fist to reach small success.

In the center of his palm, the Swallow Energy Technique sucked in once more, and a thread of essence energy was swallowed into his body.

However, it did not go down toward his abdomen. Instead, it headed into his right shoulder. In the last few days, he used the Golden Needle Acupoint Testing Method to confirm another extra point position, which was the Wind Attribute Spiritual Opening.

After he purified all the essence energy, he gathered them into a needle shape and stabbed it hard into this extra point. After the essence energy went in deep, he exploded the needle.

The process was simple and violent, and something that Zong Shou had gotten very familiar with by this point. However, the moment this Wind Attribute Extra Point was opened, all his thoughts blanked out, and he nearly lost consciousness. His muscles contracted, and he felt a pain that no human could bear, which made him wish that he would either lose his sense of pain or black out on the spot.

In a few short breaths, he forced himself to recover his senses. He took out another two beast crystals and swallowed their essence. Then he gathered up the remaining essence energy in his body to charge down into his abdomen.

In an instant, a sharp pain no less than the previous one attacked the nerves and senses all over his body.

He decided not to care about it. Since he was still conscious, he once again took a look at his abdomen situation.

The crystals used this time were the higher-grade ones he chose out from tens of wind-type beasts. The amount of essence energy he absorbed from them was more than double from five days ago. However, they only managed to open up six acupoints in his two foundation Chakra Meridians. When a martial artist cultivated, each step would be much tougher than the last.

Those light spots were already forming an outline in his body, moving along the energy ocean like small circles.

The circulating energy was double that of before.

“The injuries this time are much worse. Next time, I have to wait for eight days. Ah! I still underestimated this Dual Meridian Body…”

The rolling qi currents in his meridians had not calmed down, and the pain continued.

Just as Zong Shou was about to faint and lose consciousness, he felt another explosion deep within his brain.

Many memory fragments crazily flowed into his consciousness. At the same time, many scenes flashed across his eyes without stopping.

The thirteen years of memories of this body had totally exploded out in an instant.

Moreover, the memories became more stable and clear. A handsome and well-built man appeared within his memories; Zong Yu’s looks could not compare to him. The man smiled toward Zong Yu gently; his aura was majestic, enough to swallow up mountains and rivers.

Zong Shou’s eyes had narrowed to points.

With these thirteen years of memory, he finally remembered the kind of identity the father of this body had.

He thought that his father wasn’t a famous person, but actually, he had killed thirteen strong experts to take revenge against those who killed his son. He was the Blood Maniac Monster Saint, the Nine-tailed Sky Fox…

No wonder he was be so familiar with the Indefinite Spirit Emperor Art!

The words ‘killed his son’ stopped for a moment in his thoughts. Zong Shou laughed out loud; his body slumped as he fell and totally lost consciousness.

Just as that laugh stopped, two images, one after the other, charged right into the carriage.

Yin Yang noticed it second, but was the first to arrive. He helped Zong Shou up and checked his pulse.

His expression was quickly filled with both happiness and worry.

“The prince’s Chakra Meridians are open; the foundation meridian is slightly open!”

The moment he spoke those words, his tone contained both happiness and sadness.

Su Chuxue heaved a sigh of relief, then recalled something, making her look at Zong Shou with pity.

“The ancestors say that a tiger father won’t beget a dog son. The heir is so determined; he is actually able to bear such pain. However, he was too anxious this time!”

Letting out a short sigh, Yin Yang pulled out a small medicine bottle from his sleeve and took out a pill. A cold scoff followed.

His eyes turned icy, and he looked out beyond the carriage windows.

“How quickly they have come…”