I bear witness to immortality in the human world.

Chapter 4 Inner Vision
I don’t know how much time has passed.

As Wu Ming's consciousness gradually returned, the first direct feeling he could experience was weakness. His whole body was extremely weak, and all the energy and blood he had painstakingly accumulated seemed to have been completely depleted, to the point that even lifting his eyelids was very difficult.

"I feel so weak."

"I can't mobilize even a trace of qi and blood; every drop of blood in my body seems listless."

As Wu Ming felt his physical condition, his heart sank, because he could sense that his body was extremely weak. All the energy and blood he had cultivated over the past year and a half had been completely consumed and lost.

He knew that the evil black energy that had invaded his consciousness must have been suppressed and killed by the Black Emperor's Demon Subduing Diagram in his mind. However, the price he paid seemed to be too high, as all the energy and blood he had cultivated day and night were destroyed.

Just as Wu Ming's heart was sinking, he suddenly noticed something strange.

and many more.

How is this going?

At this moment, Wu Ming was extremely weak and was lying on the bed. He had not even assumed the posture of the Pure Yang Blood-Drawing Stance. However, for some reason, he could sense the blood energy in his body very clearly. After realizing this, he was finally a little surprised.

When Wu Ming concentrated his mind, he was surprised to find that he could even 'see' various parts of his body, clearly see the blood vessels, meridians, and even the peristalsis of the internal organs!
"Internal inspection?"

Wu Ming was astonished.

The path of Chunyang martial arts cultivation is a process of tempering one's blood and qi. The most important thing in this process is to guide, mobilize, and circulate one's own blood and qi to regulate the whole body.

Even a traditional martial artist like clan leader Wu Qu cannot perform internal vision. At most, they can only have a clear perception of the inside of their body and be able to control it as easily as they control their own limbs. It is impossible for them to be able to directly perceive all parts of their body by concentrating their thoughts like he can.

now,

Wu Ming could sense that although his body was extremely weak, his mind was clearer than ever before. In the past, he needed to rely on long periods of standing meditation to gradually suppress his distracting thoughts, but now his entire mind flowed clearly, like a clear lake.

Wu Ming suddenly realized something.

The evil black energy entered his body and caused great damage to his physical body, drawing out a large amount of his blood and energy. However, since the evil energy was eventually suppressed and killed, the drawn blood and energy were not lost, but instead nourished his soul!
"Is this the true purpose of the Black Emperor's Demon-Subduing Diagram?"

Although his qi and blood were depleted and the accumulation of a year and a half was almost completely exhausted, the strengthening of his soul was a real gain. Not to mention that he had never heard of martial arts cultivation being able to transform blood and qi into soul power, the strengthening of his soul alone greatly improved his perception and control over his body.

If he could go back to the past now, with his current abilities, condensing blood energy would be a piece of cake!

"She's too weak; she can barely open her eyelids, but..."

After muttering something to himself, Wu Ming focused his mind and stopped probing inside his body. Instead, he tentatively looked out at the outside world. Although he didn't open his eyes, many scenes from the outside world were instantly reflected in his perception.

Clearly, the strengthening of his soul has enabled him not only to see inwards, but also to directly perceive the external environment!
Although he did not open his eyes, he could "see" that he was lying in his room at home, and there were many people sitting or standing around his bed. Among them were his restless mother, Liu, his sister, Wu Yu, the clan chief Wu Qu who was sitting by his bedside taking his pulse, and his father, Wu Qi, who had not returned for a long time, standing behind him with a worried expression.

……

inside the house.

Wu Qu put down his hand that had been taking her pulse.

"Chief, how is it?"

Seeing this, Liu, who was sitting uneasily to the side, immediately asked in a trembling voice.

Wu Qu shook his head and said, "I arrived in time. Although the evil spirit had entered my body, I used my pure yang blood energy to dispel it, so my life should be saved, but..."

"Just what?"

Wu Yu looked somewhat nervous.

Wu Qu sighed and said, "However, all the blood and energy he accumulated over the past year and a half of cultivation has been lost, and after this ordeal, his soul may also be damaged. He'll need at least several months to recover, and he'll have no chance to become a martial artist again." Upon hearing this,
Wu Qi, standing at the back, suddenly dimmed his gaze and sighed.

However, Liu, who was near the bed, seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. With tears in her eyes, she looked at Wu Ming on the bed and said, "It's good that he's alive, it's good that he's alive... Whether he can succeed or not is not so important..."

Wu Yu pursed her lips, her eyes filled with unbearable sorrow. She knew how much Wu Ming longed to become a martial artist. He practiced martial arts and cultivated himself more diligently than any other young man in the village. Now, more than a year of hard work had been in vain. When Wu Ming woke up, he would probably feel worse than if he were dead.

At this time.

Wu Qi approached, first looking at Wu Ming, who lay pale and unconscious on the bed, then at Wu Qu, and asked in a low voice, "Clan leader, if we could give this child some meat to replenish his blood and energy, and help him recover as soon as possible, would there still be a chance..."

"Disaster."

Wu Qu stood up, shook his head, and said, "Ming'er's aptitude is neither good nor bad. If it weren't for this unexpected turn of events, he would have had a slight chance of mastering it. But after this ordeal, his vital energy has been completely depleted. It will be extremely difficult to start over from scratch."

"Even if you replenish your qi and blood with meat at every meal, it will probably take more than a month to recover your body. And to make up for the lack of nourishment of qi and blood, it will probably take several more months. Given your family's situation, it is probably difficult to provide for you. Even if you could, it is hard to say. After all, evil spirits entering the body may damage the soul. With distracting thoughts, it is impossible to concentrate the will and guide qi and blood."

Wu Qu didn't give a definitive answer, but to Wu Qi and the others, it conveyed the same message: Wu Ming's hopes of becoming a martial artist were slim, and it was best not to waste any more effort, especially since Wu Ming's family wasn't well-off.

Upon hearing this, Wu Qi

After a brief silence, he took a deep breath, suppressed the sigh in his heart, and said, "I must thank the clan leader for saving us this time. Without the clan leader, I'm afraid my whole family would have lost our lives at the hands of the evil spirits."

“Not at all. We are relatives and neighbors. As the clan chief, it is my duty to protect the entire Wu Village. It’s just that I discovered it a little too late. Although Ming’er survived, it’s a pity about Zhong’er…”

Wu Qu stood up, sighed, and said.

Wu Zhong is dead.

For Wu Qu, the pain was immense, even more so than for Wu Ming.

On the one hand, Wu Ming was still alive; on the other hand, Wu Zhong was his nephew, and his talent and aptitude were almost the best among the young people of Wu Village, far superior to Wu Ming, and he had a much greater chance of condensing his blood energy and becoming a martial artist.

His sons were all of average talent, and it would cost a lot of money to forcibly train them into warriors, and it would be difficult to make further progress. Therefore, he wanted to train Wu Zhong to be his right-hand man, so that he could take care of his sons in the future. However, after this incident, Wu Zhong was completely gone.

“Zhong’er hasn’t left the village recently. It’s impossible for evil spirits to appear in the village out of nowhere. There must be a reason for this.”

A cold glint flashed in Wu Qu's eyes.

He now suspects that he may have been tricked by someone, since Wu Village and several nearby villages do not have a good relationship and have had several conflicts, and he also has some old enemies.

However, Wu Qu did not say these words. After all, if it was really aimed at him, Wu Zhong and Wu Ming would have suffered an undeserved disaster, and the favor he did for saving Wu Ming would not count as a favor.

Although this favor is probably of little use, there's really no need to say more about it.

Wu Qu bid farewell to Wu Ming's family. Wu Qi escorted Wu Qu to the outside and stood at the door watching Wu Qu walk away into the distance.

"pity."

As Wu Qu drove away, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

In fact, Wu Ming's talent was relatively average compared to Wu Zhong's, but his temperament was good and he was more intelligent. If he could become a martial artist, he might also achieve something. After all, in this world, strength is the most important thing, but intelligence is also indispensable.

If he had given Wu Ming some "financial assistance" back then, Wu Ming might have already condensed his blood energy and become a martial artist. This time, he wouldn't have had to go through so much hardship only to have it all destroyed in one fell swoop.

However, his sons were of average talent, and it would take a lot of resources for them to become martial artists. He was indeed reluctant to help other families, and besides, if he helped Wu Ming, how would he treat his other relatives and neighbors?

Ultimately, everyone has their own difficulties.

(End of this chapter)