Chapter 9 - 8 The Marvelous Life Plate, The Sting on the Wasp’s Tail
「In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed.」
On this day, nearing noon, after Lin Xuankong finished cultivating the Cangsong Posture and Spiritual Crane Finger, he drank the medicinal soup Lii Xiaolan had brought over. He then sat upright on the edge of the bed, silently circulating his Heart Method.
During these days, his Cangsong Posture movements had become extremely precise, faintly exuding a vigorous and grand aura. Although it still wasn’t as aesthetically pleasing as the Young Lady’s movements, the effect of refining his muscles and skin was becoming increasingly strong!
As for the Spiritual Crane Finger, his routines had become quite familiar. Compared to the Young Lady’s execution of the Spiritual Crane Finger, the difference was no longer like that between raw, hairy pork and braised lion’s head, but had progressed to something like medium-rare pork versus braised lion’s head!
Half an hour later, Lin Xuankong, having finished his cultivation, opened his eyes and looked at the empty medicinal bowl on the table.
My Young Lady’s medicinal soup is truly miraculous! It was over ten times more potent in nourishing Qi Blood than the concoctions he had consumed before Transcendence!
He looked at the Qi Blood displayed in his Life Plate: [Transcendent Qi Blood: 210/100,000].
Logically, the Body Refining Technique he practiced daily should consume a vast amount of Qi Blood. However, during these ten days of cultivation, every time he took the medicinal soup, it replenished a great deal of his Qi Blood. Not only was the consumed Qi Blood rapidly replenished, but after each day’s cultivation, there was even some to spare, accumulating to a full 210 points!
Additionally, normally, the flesh and blood of this body could only contain around thirty to forty points of Qi Blood... but his ’Vigorous in Old Age’ Life Plate actually had the ability to store surplus Qi Blood—it was truly marvelous!
Of course, he could accumulate so much Qi Blood thanks to the Young Lady’s medicinal soup. Without it, forget about accumulating Qi Blood; he probably wouldn’t even be able to complete one round of the Cangsong Posture daily!
He just didn’t know how this medicinal soup was prepared, nor the value of the medicinal herbs used. As an old husband, he hadn’t brought much improvement to the Young Lady’s life, yet he consumed her medicinal soup every day... But, in a family, there should be no need to distinguish between yours and mine!
Just as the thought of being a kept old man, living off his wife, crossed his mind, a knocking sound came from the front door.