Chapter 309: Entering (I)
Bright moonlight fell gently from the heavens.
From the courtyard came the hissing sounds of fists tearing through the air. Lin Zheyu wore three thousand kilograms of heavy armor, panting as he practiced Great Strength Vajra Fist in the courtyard. Great Strength Vajra Fist was a fierce and domineering fist technique, with profound mysteries in power release and the circulation of blood qi.
Lin Zheyu had previously trained in Barbaric Ox Fist, and the Dominance true intent he comprehended from it carried the same meaning of breaking all techniques with sheer strength. When combined with Great Strength Vajra Fist, the results were unexpectedly excellent. With the addition of Tortoise Breath true intent, he was already able to display five or six tenths of the profundity of the original Buddhist Sect technique. When Elder Yang had suggested that he learn Great Strength Vajra Fist, it was precisely because he recognized the strong compatibility between Lin Zheyu's Dominance true intent and this fist technique.
"Young Master Lin, come on, I will take you to..." Huang Youwei's voice arrived before he did. When he stepped into the courtyard and saw Lin Zheyu in the midst of cultivation, his voice abruptly stopped.
He started training the moment he got the heavy armor. Young Master Lin is truly diligent. No wonder he has achieved so much. But something feels off about his condition. With his strength, his breathing is far too heavy. His movements are precise and powerful, yet they give the impression of exhaustion with no strength left to follow. Is he about to reach his limit?
Watching Lin Zheyu train, Huang Youwei felt deeply astonished.
Martial training emphasized gradual progress. Who would train this fiercely and exhaust all their strength in one go? In his eyes, this was extremely unwise. After watching for some time, Huang Youwei saw a trace of release flash across Lin Zheyu's pained face before he stopped and collapsed onto the ground, utterly drained. Clearly, just as Huang Youwei had guessed, Lin Zheyu had trained until every last bit of strength was spent.
Seeing Lin Zheyu like this, Huang Youwei asked with curiosity, "Young Master Lin, did you exhaust all your strength and reach your limit?"
"Yes. This is my personal cultivation habit. Experiencing the process and sensations of training to the limit greatly helps with understanding techniques. It also tempers the will and strengthens bodily resilience," Lin Zheyu smiled faintly as he said in a weak voice.
Enduring the intense pain radiating from the muscles in his arms, he took out a bottle of Essence and Qi Pills from his robe. He pulled out the stopper, poured out three medicinal pills, and swallowed them. After the Tang Family and Ni Qiangkun came to offer compensation and settle their grievances, he could now be considered a wealthy man.
The compensation sent by the Tang Family and Ni Qiangkun consisted almost entirely of medicinal pills needed for cultivation, the hard currency among martial artists. Combined, they totaled one hundred bottles of Essence and Qi Pills with thirty pills per bottle, twenty bottles of Origin Stabilizing Pills with ten pills per bottle, and even two Life Extending Pills. Of these medicinal pills, 80% came from the Tang Family, with the remainder from Ni Qiangkun.
Unfortunately, there were no Nine Yang Rejuvenation Pills. Those were the true treasure medicines. A single pill had once sold for an astonishing 3.8 million taels of silver at a Li Family auction. Even so, the total value of the compensation was still extremely high. Origin Stabilizing Pills, which restored essence, qi, and spirit and strengthened the foundation, cost over 15,000 taels of silver per pill on the market. All of the medicinal pills combined were worth 3 to 4 million taels of silver. Even with that much silver, it was not guaranteed that one could purchase these pills. At the Li Family auction, each type of pill had strict quantity limits.