darknovel Chapter 9 Body Refining Genius
Chapter 9 Body Refining Genius
Two months passed in the blink of an eye.
In the early morning, before the mist had completely dissipated, the surface of the lake was shrouded in a milky white veil, and the rising sun in the distance created a hazy, dreamlike scene, like a long, misty sky.
Yang Changsheng stood at the bow of the boat, his figure tall and slender, his gray shirt fluttering in the cool morning breeze.
"Splash!"
His gaze was calm, and his hands skillfully and powerfully propelled the bamboo pole, gently gliding it to create waves, sweeping the small boat two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) away.
After recent arduous training, the "Nine Revolutions of the Sun and Moon Forging Scripture" has successfully entered the second level of perfection, and he now possesses the strength of two thousand catties with a single arm swing.
When activated, the power of qi and blood flows, and the body surface is surrounded by a reddish-copper luster, making it difficult for ordinary people to be harmed by weapons, and enough to directly resist the spells of a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator.
However, there was no actual combat; the test was only conducted using a thin rope condensed by water manipulation. Whether it is as powerful as described in the records remains to be seen.
The small boat cut through the calm water, creating ripples, and sailed precisely towards the Yisi District, the 9527 waterway under his jurisdiction.
"Eat more, this is your last meal."
Yang Changsheng looked at the plump crystal shrimp, opened the cloth bag, grabbed out the pale yellow bait, and with a light shake of his hand, sprinkled the gold powder evenly, causing the water surface to boil instantly.
Splash!
The crystal shrimp, glistening with dew, moved with the aroma, vying for the food. Their shells reflected tiny, shimmering points of light in the rising sun, unaware that this was their last meal.
Half an hour later, with the use of a low-grade, inferior net-like magical artifact, none of the plump shrimp escaped, and the harvesting operation was completed.
Several large water tanks were neatly arranged at the bow of the boat, filled with lively crystal shrimp. Their shells were translucent and crystal clear, and their sizes were uniform, all of them of top quality.
Before long, the familiar ebony giant ship broke through the waves and came.
Manager Wang, who was in charge of the inspection of the outer area, stood at the bow of the ship. He had a dignified demeanor and his magical power was even stronger. His sharp eyes swept over the water tank and he observed it carefully.
"Yisi District, 9527 waters, crystal shrimp, total yield 1,900 catties, average weight 1.6 taels!" The accompanying monk in charge of counting announced loudly.
"Yang Changsheng, it's you again. The yield has been steadily increasing, and the average weight has also risen. It seems that your breeding skills have become even more refined since the last spiritual disaster."
Turning his gaze away, Steward Wang nodded slightly, looking at the handsome and composed young man, a rare hint of approval appearing on his face.
Fishermen and farmers are a branch of the Beast Taming lineage among the various arts of cultivation. They mainly raise various aquatic products. It is easy to get started, and basically, an experienced person can start working after a month or so of simple training.
However, to improve, one needs to have a deep understanding of the habits, growth cycle, and special needs of farmed aquatic products.
The Lu family naturally wouldn't hire someone to train them in these areas; they would have to figure it out themselves or consult experienced people.
After becoming a junior fisherman, the importance of talent begins to stand out. Some gifted individuals modify feed ratios, adjust water temperature, and use various skills to increase yields.
Yang Changsheng has always used the feed provided free of charge by the Lu family, yet he has been able to achieve a stable increase in production every year, which clearly indicates that he has his own unique breeding method.
The Lu family has always promoted and treated talented individuals with preferential treatment, never suppressing them and never being stingy with rewards.
"The excess production will be rewarded as usual, and your salary for this quarter is seventy-nine spirit beads... The momentum is good. If you keep up this pace, you will probably become an intermediate fisherman in no time."
With a wave of his hand, his powerful magic swept up the water tank and landed it on the large ship. He then lightly patted the storage bag to settle his wages.
"Thank you for your guidance, Steward Wang. I will continue to work hard in the future." Yang Changsheng took the spirit pearl and put it into his small cloth bag. He was humble and polite, neither servile nor arrogant.
He could sense the scrutiny in Steward Wang's eyes, which had deepened, but this was not a bad thing. In the Lu family, stable and continuously improving output was the best stepping stone.
A mediocre person has no chance of getting ahead, no matter where they are. Steady growth and gradual progress are the best paths for this immortal being.
After sending the inspection ship away, Yang Changsheng did not relax. He sat cross-legged at the bow of the ship, facing the rising sun, and slowly formed the profound and mysterious Sun Tribulation Seal with his hands.
Within his sea of consciousness, the illusory image of a blazing sun rose majestically, and the scorching, violent essence of the sun was forcibly drawn down and instantly poured into his body.
"Hiss..." Yang Changsheng's body trembled violently, his skin turned red like a branding iron, and a coppery light flowed around his body, conveying a subtle "sizzling" sound, as if he was being repeatedly forged in a furnace.
The essence of the sun flows, and the meridians in the body feel as if they are being washed by scalding magma, causing a tearing pain that, even after experiencing it many times, still makes one almost suffocate.
The beads of sweat on his forehead, as large as soybeans, evaporated into white mist as soon as they seeped out, and the astonishing heat spread, creating a scene of rising clouds.
He clenched his teeth, focused his mind, and let the inhuman pain rage on him, his Dao heart remaining calm and undisturbed.
As the golden ancient tree imprint trembled, a cool and powerful life force flowed out once again like a sweet spring, quickly permeating every part of the body.
The charred and cracked flesh and veins, nourished by this life force, are repaired, healed, and strengthened at a speed invisible to the naked eye yet with extraordinary resilience...
A quarter of an hour later, the seal dissipated, and Yang Changsheng collapsed onto the deck as if he had collapsed from exhaustion, panting heavily, his muscles twitching uncontrollably, but a hint of satisfaction flashed deep in his eyes.
"I can now endure the Sun Tribulation Body Tempering for a quarter of an hour. With the Longevity Body, my talent for physical cultivation is indeed quite good."
After fully recovering, he used water manipulation to cleanse his body and could clearly feel that his physical strength had increased significantly.
Perhaps in less than half a month, there will be a chance to break through to the third level. This speed is simply outrageous.
After that, he would sit cross-legged in meditation and practice the Profound Origin Technique for four hours straight without fail.
The water spirit root absorbs the abundant spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the Azure Lake after the spiritual calamity. As it circulates and refines the energy, gentle magical power flows through its meridians, gradually strengthening its dantian and sea of qi.
This gradual, steady progress, with feedback and improvement at every step, is completely different from the chaotic assembly line work of his previous life. It gives him a sense of security and control over his own destiny.
Cultivating immortality truly brings joy!
The cultivation ended as dusk approached, and the setting sun dyed the lake surface a golden red, the evening glow magnificent and beautiful.
Yang Changsheng was about to get up to prepare dinner. Although he could fast, he would occasionally eat some delicious food to enrich his spiritual practice.
"Hey!"
Suddenly, a bird's cry rang out, and a nimble osprey with a wingspan of nearly three feet, glossy gray-brown feathers, and sharp eyes pierced the twilight and landed precisely on the bow of his boat.
A small, bluish-green bamboo tube was tied to the eagle's talons.
"Um?"
Yang Changsheng recognized the cormorant; it was an ordinary bird that Li Qingshan had trained. Li Qingshan and Yang Changsheng were in the same batch of new fishermen, so they were acquaintances.
He untied the bamboo tube and pulled out the thin paper rolled inside.