Chapter 123: A Brat, a Bounce, and a Butt
Yang Ru had cultivated for two straight days as if his life depended on it because, in at least a couple of ways, it did.
For one, he was the sect’s protector. Everyone was depending on him to take out the threats Master didn’t have time to kill during the beast tide. Yang Ru was determined to fulfill that role whether he was ready or not. If he died in the process, so be it.
Second, his sister and his perhaps future fiancé had become fast friends, spending literally every second together, and he was determined to go with them the next time they went hunting. They’d be forced to accept his presence if Master assigned him to their group.
At the beginning of the third day since the arrival of the group for the Poison Claw Sect, his hard work paid off. He reached Foundation Establishment, triggering a profound sense of accomplishment. According to people he’d talked to in Sixth Flawless Flowing City, that realm was where one’s cultivation journey truly began. Everything that came before might as well be a child playing at being a cultivator.
He didn’t even mind the stink as his body shed its impurities. Every tiny bit of the putrid mess was another sign of him getting stronger, of his ability to fill his role properly.
Master had shown up soon after and tossed a small metal ball at the stinky bamboo hut. The structure had just disappeared along with a layer of topsoil. Acting like what he had just done was commonplace, Master explained the basics of techniques for external qi manipulation, typical among them being attack, shield, and movement.
“I know what I want, Master.”
He looked surprised. “That’s good. Usually, you want my recommendation.”
True. But Yang Ru felt that he was growing as a cultivator and as a man. He was ready to make his own choices, and he’d thought a lot about this one.
“I want a movement technique that channels qi into each step to build momentum, Master.”
“Momentum, not heat?”
“Yes, Master.”