Borrowing a sword

Chapter 20 Killing

Chu Huaixu has indeed opened his second aperture.

He spent the entire morning practicing his skills diligently.

His body was telling him that he could only circulate his internal energy three times a day at most, otherwise it would be too much for him.

This is based on the fact that he gained 1 point of [Physique].

After finally accumulating enough experience points for his cultivation technique, Chu Huaixu spent a full five minutes mentally preparing himself before gritting his teeth and saying, "System, level me up!"

Even though I was fully prepared, I still almost fainted from the pain.

Clearly, he is still at the most superficial level among the three stages of "enduring pain", "getting used to pain", and "enjoying pain".

During his first breakthrough, he felt as if someone was riding a motorcycle and running over him.

His second breakthrough led him to suspect that the motorcycle was also carrying someone on the back, and that it was a dead, fat pig.

It can actually hurt even more.
However, despite his fox-like face and typical fox-like appearance, he is a werewolf at heart and ruthless to himself.

The more this stupid technique is practiced, the more stubborn and unwilling he becomes to admit defeat.

"Give me the scriptures! Give me the most painful scriptures!"

I'll train you to death, you motherfucker!
"Practicing only three times a day is my physical limit, not my willpower limit."

"If you've got the guts, then make me suffer to death!"

"He really is a cultivation genius, just like me," Han Shuangjiang thought to herself as she stood outside the door.

After everything that has happened, even if she's stupid, she should know that she has exceptional talent for cultivation.

The two sat down at the stone table outside the house, and Han Shuangjiang told them about her money-saving plan.

"You can cook?" Chu Huaixu asked in surprise.

"I know a little bit," Han Shuangjiang nodded, answering modestly.

Upon hearing this, the fox-faced man, knowing he was neither picky about food nor taste, immediately concealed the fact that he was an amazing cook.

The path of cultivation is already so difficult, so I should take it easy and be lazy whenever possible.

Get out of here, you idiots!

As for why Han Shuangjiang knows how to cook, it's naturally because she was trained in a brothel.

Some of the older women would personally prepare some side dishes for their customers before they arrived, so that those who were having a hard time at home could experience the warmth of home away from home.

"It's good to cook our own meals," Chu Huaixu immediately agreed.

When a man and a woman go out to eat alone, that's called a date.

Eating at home every day, that's called living.

Han Shuangjiang was delighted to hear him agree, but her tone remained as cold as ever, devoid of any emotion, as if she were speaking solely of reason:
“I’ve calculated it. At our combined cultivation speed, we should have enough silver.”

"Are you sure?" Chu Huaixu smiled.

Upon hearing this, Han Shuangjiang looked puzzled but remained silent.

The fox-faced man began to explain: "You should know that after a disciple opens up the nine acupoints, he can go to the outer sect's library to obtain the cultivation method for the first realm."

The cold-faced girl nodded slightly upon hearing this.

"Whether it's cultivation techniques or spells, they are divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow. You must know that, right?"

She nodded again.

"Do you know how to obtain advanced cultivation techniques?" Chu Huaixu asked her.

Han Shuangjiang replied: "These are all written in the handbook for registered disciples."

She was gesturing for him to get to the point.

On the first floor of the library at the outer gate, there are four areas. The outermost area contains the worst Yellow-level cultivation techniques, while the innermost area contains Heaven-level cultivation techniques.

Each area has a magic array.

Disciples who are registered only need to forcibly break through it to enter.

Simply put, this is the test.

"We who are in the Qi Refining stage cannot retain spiritual energy in our bodies. Each breakthrough mainly strengthens our physical body," Chu Huaixu began to emphasize.

"Therefore, we must break these magic arrays with force!"

"Since you have the Profound Yin Body and are born with a top-tier spiritual embryo, it will help you absorb the [Breakthrough Pill], strengthen your physique, and the medicinal effect will not be wasted."

"Therefore, if you rely solely on cultivation, the improvement of your body's various functions will be significantly greater than that of an ordinary person."

"This is your advantage."

Chu Huaixu clapped his hands together, then spread them out to the sides: "So, here's the question."

"Given your natural advantages, do you know how to throw a punch?"

"Should I use this method? Or this method?" He waved his hand twice in the air. "Which method will have the most power?"

Upon hearing this, Han Shuangjiang immediately understood: "You mean we have to practice and learn."

"Otherwise what?" Chu Huaixu smiled.

They need to learn some simple moves.

Hey girl with the grumpy face, let's go learn some skills together!

The aloof young woman wasn't stupid; she had already realized what was going on and asked, "Does it cost money?"

"Otherwise what?" Chu Huaixu repeated these three words.

Han Shuangjiang now understood why the word "wealth" came first in the cultivation process, which emphasized wealth, method, companion, and place. However, she soon had a new question.

"If that's the case, then those who follow the path of body refinement would have an advantage under these circumstances?" she said.

“That’s natural,” Chu Huaixu said.

Strictly speaking, the "evil art" he practiced—"Sword Refining Technique"—was actually a combination of internal and external cultivation, and also seemed to include body refinement.

In addition, he gained 1 point to the [Physique] attribute, making his physical attributes much stronger than others.

But he was an outlier.

Chu Huaixu spoke up to explain, "Do you know how slow the progress of body tempering is, and how arduous the process is?"

"With your innate Xuan Yin Spirit Embryo, you can fully absorb the effects of the Opening Aperture Pill. The improvement brought by this alone is something that an average body cultivator with ordinary aptitude cannot achieve even after a year of hard training."

"If you put in the effort, you should get something in return, shouldn't you?" Chu Huaixu said, "Breaking the magic array of the library is the reward."

Han Shuangjiang was persuaded.

But soon, like a troubled teenager, she had a new question: "What if I take other pills, or rely on medicinal baths to improve my physical body?"

“That’s certainly a shortcut,” Chu Huaixu nodded.

"But I have two things to tell you."

"First, the Opening-Aperture Pill was created by the Dao Ancestor. It is the most suitable body-tempering elixir for everyone at this stage. No one can surpass the Dao Ancestor in the art of alchemy."

"Under these circumstances, the potential for improvement during the breakthrough stage is very limited, whether we take other pills or soak in medicinal baths."

"Of course, no matter how limited it is, it must have some effect."

"So, now I'm going to tell you the second point."

He propped his face up with his fist, tilted his head to look at her, and asked a question that struck at the heart:

"Do you have money?"

Han Shuangjiang fell silent, this time a complete silence.

Neither elixirs nor medicinal baths are likely within their current financial means.

After leaving the Joyful Sect, she wandered aimlessly, constantly plagued by the thorny problem of being penniless.

Unexpectedly, it was still the same when I arrived at the Taoist sect.

Chu Huaixu seemed quite relaxed about this.

There is no such thing as absolute fairness in this world.

The wealthy have their own ways of making money, and geniuses can also make up for their shortcomings by relying on their talents.

The most pitiful are often the mediocre.

But the majority are mediocre.

They struggled their whole lives, only to realize their own mediocrity and accept it.

Han Shuangjiang, a woman of exceptional talent with the Xuan Yin physique, is not just a gift from heaven; heaven practically feeds her.

"Let's go, let's pay someone to teach us a few moves." Chu Huaixu stood up first: "My little bit of money really isn't enough for us to last long."

Han Shuangjiang followed behind him, her mood somewhat gloomy.

It wasn't just because of the inescapable poverty, but also because I felt like I had just been lectured by him.

But the cold-faced girl quickly adjusted her mindset and muttered to herself:
"See? I told you I should buy groceries and cook for myself!"

Along the way, Chu Huaixu walked in front, while Han Shuangjiang followed behind with her long, slender legs, so she didn't fall behind.

She has naturally superior hip and thigh curves, making her walk graceful and swaying.

"We don't need to learn much; just spending money to learn one or two moves is enough," the fox-faced man said.

He was quite excited about learning new skills, and his fighting ability improved dramatically.

He glanced back and asked curiously, "By the way, have you ever been in a fight?"

Han Shuangjiang looked at him, and responded with silence again.

fight?

What kind of fights can you have in [Hongxiuzhao]? Can you pull hair and slap the older sisters?

She was only ever beaten by her "mother".

As for his later move to the Joyful Sect, that goes without saying.

The most popular activity there is bed fighting, a fight to the death.

Either the man gives in, or the woman collapses.

As a result, Chu Huaixu asked another question.

"Have you ever killed anyone?" he asked.

Han Shuangjiang watched his retreating figure and frowned, somewhat speechless, and said, "Of course not, did you kill anyone?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Chu Huaixu, who was three steps ahead of her, stop.

Everything happened so suddenly that she didn't stop and soon found herself walking alongside him.

At that very moment, as they stood side by side, Chu Huaixu turned to look at Han Shuangjiang.

The midday sun shone on his shoulders and his fox-like face.

“I’ve killed,” he said.

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(End of this chapter)