Chapter 587 Old Friends (Part 4)

"I see..."

After listening, Han Yi seemed to understand something.

Indeed, complex and challenging work, while posing a challenge, can also motivate people to persevere.

But the simplest, most repetitive tasks are the hardest.

Just like the roadside stalls he had seen in his previous life, the so-called writing games.

All you need is a piece of paper and a pen; just write from one to five hundred and you'll receive a reward.

Everyone thinks it's easy, but after paying the money and actually starting to use it, they find that very few people can succeed.

Engraving bone patterns is infinitely more difficult than simply writing five hundred numbers, requiring tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of repetitions.

This level of difficulty is something most people probably wouldn't be able to achieve.

"Is there any way to speed up the inscription process?" he asked.

Indeed, he isn't exactly known for his patience.

Even if he could forcibly bypass the countless complex processes of inscribing bone patterns through the panel.

However, yin energy is limited, and not all processes can be omitted.

With just three basic bone patterns, he completely consumed all the Yin energy he had obtained from Su Muwan.

He must use this terrifying amount of Yin energy cautiously until he can find a sufficient source of Yin energy.

Therefore, using Yin energy at key breakthroughs is the best strategy.

"There are methods, but they are very troublesome," he said. "The most common way is to have several grandmasters continuously infuse you with their own power, providing you with uninterrupted strength and blood."

Of course, the master here must share the same source of energy as you, and this energy must be continuous, day and night, and practiced once a week to accelerate your inscription speed.

Han Yi immediately understood.

The principle is similar to how a phone charges with a power bank when it's out of power.

Martial artists need to expend energy to inscribe bone patterns, but their own energy is limited and recovery takes time, so the process is slow.

With several grandmasters simultaneously channeling their power to replenish its strength and guide the inscriptions, this process is naturally accelerated.

This method sounds very reliable.

But it's not something ordinary people can afford. Only core disciples of top-tier powerful factions can afford it.

Han Yi's Cold Yin Nine-Bend Palm technique was practiced by a sect called Nine-Bend Sect, where Zhong Yunxiu was at most a grandmaster.

Even if Zhong Yunxiu were willing, she couldn't gather enough people.

He shook his head: "Is there anything else?"

"As for others... there are some..." He paused, "As I just said, mindset is the key to determining the inscription, so having a do-or-die mentality, increasing focus, and fighting to the death will also be effective."

When a person is facing death, their concentration increases dramatically, and their mindset becomes extremely stable. This is when inscription techniques are most effective.

"You mean...?!" Han Yi frowned. "You can't exactly hire someone to kill you, can you? Even in a life-or-death struggle, you wouldn't do that!"

"Of course not. What I mean is that you can artificially create a near-death environment." He laughed. "The most common example is that you can go into the deepest part of the sea to practice your skills. There is nothing around you. You will either succeed or die. Naturally, you will be extremely focused and have no distractions."

Han Yi nodded, seemingly lost in thought.

The meaning of ** is actually very simple.

That is to force yourself through external circumstances.

Imagine being deep, dark at the bottom of a lake, in a high-pressure, oxygen-deficient environment. The human body would spontaneously discard all distracting thoughts, and the mind would become completely clear.

At the same time, the internal energy will be more active under pressure than usual, allowing for better inscription.

This principle essentially forces martial artists to push their limits and break through their limits when facing life and death.

"So, if it were on a sheer cliff, would it have a similar effect?"

“That makes sense.” He nodded. “However, we need to consider the level of danger. I heard that a fire-attribute martial artist chose a volcano to break through in order to inscribe bone patterns, but he accidentally fell in and was burned alive. In comparison, choosing to dive underwater to inscribe patterns is less dangerous and easier.”

"Understood." Han Yi nodded.

"Alright, I've said everything I needed to say. It's about time, so I should go."

"Wait a minute, I'll call them over," Han Yi called out towards the door.

Soon, Tao Yaohui and Xu Chui, along with seven or eight burly men, arrived in front of the two.

"You will accompany him on official business for a while, and return after the matter is resolved," Han Yi instructed.

Tao Yaohui, needless to say, as his first true disciple, was naturally responsible for overseeing everything in the Shadow Hall.

Xu Chui, on the other hand, was a young man with a somewhat dark complexion, and the most outstanding among the martial arts school's members. His specialty was fast-firing knives.

Even Han Yi was quite impressed by his swift knife skills; he was much faster than Han Yi had been back then.

This person once performed a special move, slicing a fruit in mid-air into six perfectly uniform pieces in the blink of an eye, with no difference whatsoever. His speed, eyesight, and accuracy were astonishing.

Therefore, Xu Chui was the one Han Yi valued most in the entire Shadow Hall, and was probably the fastest expert under his command to break through to the Martial Master level. Thus, he was promoted to assist Tao Yaohui, making him the Shadow Hall's deputy.

"Yes, Master." Everyone nodded in agreement.

Although Han Yi didn't go to the martial arts school often, the few times he did, he frequently taught them martial arts, so they could be considered master and disciple in name only.

Of course, apart from Tao Yaohui, most of the others did so to show their closeness.

"Yaohui, Xu Chui, after we get back from this, I'll find a way to get you suitable martial arts techniques. Be prepared."

"Thank you, Master!" The two men greeted each other with joy and bowed respectfully.

"Alright, enough talk, let's go." He urged. Soon, the group, led by him, headed out of the inspector's residence.

"Don't rush, I'll see you off," Han Yi said with a smile as he followed behind.

Now that Han Yi has gradually gained control of the military, built his own power base, and become stronger, there is no longer any need to hide many things.

Especially after Fang and Death, and after the Nine Turns Sect became independent, they had far fewer concerns.

The fact that **and Han Yi had a good relationship gradually spread.

Now that he has reached his current status, most people take it for granted that he has some external connections. Even Zhong Yunxiu doesn't think much of it.

After all, Han Yi's rise to power was too rapid, and his breakthroughs in true cultivation were too swift. His speed in reaching the seventh level of true cultivation and entering the inscription stage far surpassed that of other geniuses. No one would believe there was no external influence. This cannot be explained simply by saying he had talent.

The appearance of ** precisely fills this gap in doubt.

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