Mythical Cultivation

Just after Wu Ming returned to the courtyard, Lin Jinxian and Lin Hao started discussing.

"After this assassination attempt, Xiaofeng not only came to his senses, but his strength has also greatly improved. Now he can become the backbone of our Lin family. In addition, Ah Hao, you broke through to the Blood Qi Realm some time ago. Now our Lin family is full of talents. Even if we face the Xiao and Bai families, we are not afraid."

"Father, I went out to travel some time ago. Although I broke through the Blood Qi Realm, I also offended a master outside. I don't know if it will bring danger to our Lin family." Lin Hao said worriedly.

"What are you afraid of? My Lin family is not a soft persimmon that can be squeezed by anyone. What's more, the other party is in the wrong. I won't blame you no matter what. Let's deal with the Xiao family and the Bai family first. When Qingshi City becomes the world of my Lin family, whether the other party dares to come to our door is another matter." Lin Jinxian said domineeringly.

Wu Ming also considered this. Although his strength had increased considerably, coupled with his sword intent, he was considered a master in the entire Bluestone City, but it was still not enough. The three major families in Bluestone City all had cultivators at the Blood Qi Realm, and each family had more than one. Judging from his encounter with Lin Hao, who was at the peak of the Body Refining Realm today, he was not sure if he could survive against a Blood Qi Realm cultivator. Only Lin Hao and Lin Jinxian knew about Lin Hao's breakthrough to the Blood Qi Realm, so Wu Ming assumed he was still at the peak of the Body Refining Realm.

It seems that I still need to work hard, at least to reach the Blood Qi Realm before I can feel at ease. Thinking of this, Wu Ming continued to practice, striving to break through the realm as soon as possible.

"Third Young Master, Third Young Master" Just when Wu Ming was practicing, he heard someone calling him outside the yard. When he opened the door, he found that it was a servant of the Lin family.

Wu Ming, who was disturbed, was not annoyed and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

"The Patriarch ordered me to bring a bottle of Body Tempering Pill to the Third Young Master."

"Put it down." After Wu Ming took the Body Tempering Pill and let the servant leave, he opened the bottle and saw ten brown pills in it. He smelled them and felt that they should be pills made from some tonic substances. He picked up one and put it in his mouth and swallowed it. Then he felt a heat coming from his whole body, so he practiced the Rock Skill. After an hour, the effect of the medicine slowly faded away. Wu Ming could feel his body getting stronger. Practicing with the Body Tempering Pill was several times faster than normal practice. If he continued to practice with the Body Tempering Pill, Wu Ming felt that he could practice to the ninth level of Body Tempering within a month. After all, there was no bottleneck for him. As long as there were enough pills, it was not impossible to reach the Blood Qi Realm in a short time.

He continued to practice by taking another Body Tempering Pill. Four days passed in practice. Wu Ming could feel that he was only one step away from the eighth level of Body Tempering, but the Body Tempering Pill was used up. He thought of looking for Lin Jinxian to get some pills so that he could reach the eighth level as soon as possible.

"What, the Body Tempering Pill is used up? This bottle of Body Tempering Pill is enough for a month. A bottle of Body Tempering Pill is worth five gold coins. How can it be used up so quickly?" Lin Jinxian was also surprised when he heard Wu Ming say that the pill was used up. Although the Body Tempering Pill was not a very advanced pill, it was still very valuable.

"Did I lie to my father? I have used up all the energy in the past few days, so I came to see you. Now I am about to enter the eighth level of body refining." Wu Ming was helpless. If he wanted to increase his strength quickly, he could not be without elixirs.

"You're about to reach the eighth level of body refining. I have another bottle here. You can use it first. But there won't be any more this month." After saying that, he took out a bottle of body-tempering pills with a painful look on his face and handed it to Wu Ming, and told him to proceed step by step.

Wu Ming took the Body Tempering Pill and left embarrassedly. He didn't expect the price of the Body Tempering Pill to be so high. He originally thought that the pills for the Body Tempering Realm should be very cheap, but he didn't expect that the Lin family, one of the three major families in Qingshi City, was not rich. It seems that he has to find a way himself, otherwise he will have no pills to use and his strength will increase slowly.

In reality, Wu Ming was mistaken. As one of the three great families in Qingshi City, the Lin family naturally possessed considerable wealth. A direct disciple of the Lin family received a bottle of Body Tempering Pills every month, along with a gold coin for pocket money. The family elders received monthly stipends of dozens of gold coins, along with other benefits. Add to that the daily resources of hundreds of collateral disciples. While these resources might be smaller, they were still numerous. Add to that the daily expenses of the family residence and social interactions. These were substantial expenses, yet they still managed to save thousands of gold coins each year, leaving the family treasury with tens of thousands.

But this is a family of hundreds of people in the Lin family, not owned by each household. As the head of the family, Lin Jinxian cannot sacrifice public interests for personal gain. He only has the right to use but not the right to own. Otherwise, he will not be able to win the support of the people. As the head of the family, he must clearly distinguish between public and private interests, so that the Lin family can prosper.

Wu Ming immediately took the Body Tempering Pill and began practicing. After an hour, he finished his practice and reached the eighth level of Body Tempering. This was another step forward in his strength, and he needed to keep working hard. However, relying on insularity wouldn't be enough. Furthermore, the pills would only last for three or four days, and it was difficult to ask his family for more. It seemed he had to find a way out on his own.

He first calculated his own strength. He had already reached the eighth level of Body Refining, and had mastered the advanced human-level martial art, Thunder Blade Technique, to perfection, and had also comprehended the sword's intent. Add to that the advanced human-level martial art, Formless Finger, and the intermediate human-level martial art, Flying on the Grass, which he had learned from his predecessor. Wu Ming, however, was not entirely satisfied. How could there even be an intermediate-level technique? He didn't realize that martial arts involving physical movement were extremely rare, no matter where they were found. Many people didn't possess such skills, and only families with a strong foundation like the Lin family possessed them.

Judging from his advanced martial arts, it can only be said that he is worthy of being one of the three major families in Qingshi City. His foundation is extraordinary. If an ordinary cultivator had an advanced martial art, it would be considered a blessing, but he is not satisfied. This is also the reason why he does not know enough about this world.

After assessing his own strength, Wu Ming figured he wouldn't face any challenge below the Blood Qi realm. He decided to head to the Misty Forest to earn some extra cash to buy elixirs. Having made up his mind, Wu Ming first obtained a few advances on his wounds from the accountant at the mansion, and also prepared some dry food. He then left a note in his room, explaining he was leaving to cultivate, knowing that if he told Lin Jinxian, he might not be able to leave the Lin residence. After a good night's sleep, he slipped out of the Lin residence at dawn.

After buying breakfast at a roadside stall, he headed for the city gate. The gate was bustling with people: civilians heading into the city for the market, escorts leaving the city on a mission, and cultivators on their way out on adventures. It looked like they were no different from their previous lives: they all slept later than dogs and rose earlier than chickens, all for a few pieces of silver. After a sigh, Wu Ming followed the crowd out of the city.