Chapter 138: A Rare Tyrant In The World
In this world, there are many intriguing skills, and the booklet in Lu Xun's hands contains the most miraculous technique of today.
"Using hardness to overcome hardness, using strengthening to strengthen."
"I feel like it's similar to my Iron Defense Wall but it also compensates for the fatal flaw of the third stage of the defense wall." Lu Xun looked at the booklet in his hands and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "If I truly master this, would I be qualified to challenge the big demoness?"
Although he shared a bed with the big demoness, he has only been able to talk eloquently. However, even that caused Lu Xun significant psychological and physical trauma, often waking up with a twisted mouth and narrowed eyes, making life unbearable.
At this moment, a phrase flashed through his mind: "My Iron Crotch is invincible."
"Hehehe."
Lu Xun chuckled like a fool, his mind filled with images of invincibility. Not only could he defeat the big demoness, but even if the little fox and the two demon sisters joined forces, he could easily handle them. If possible, he'd even invite the the little fox to test it out. Let the three demonesses experience the might of Immortal Lu Xun!
Daydreaming aside, Lu Xun began to earnestly study the technique. As he carefully read and gradually understood the principles within, he realized that this booklet used something called "jin."
What is "jin"? The book explained it as a kind of strength that is flexible and not easily broken.
"Flexible and unyielding jin?"
"It turns out the answer is actually on the surface of the puzzle. It seems like I've become a bit of a failure in learning," Lu Xun said thoughtfully, tilting his head. He began to contemplate how to utilize this "jin" – concentrating force at a certain point in the body was easy, but how could he move this "jin"?
After some thought, Lu Xun attempted to concentrate his entire body's energy into two of his fingers. Subsequently, he discovered an unexplainable force within his body and tried to move it to his other two fingers. Surprisingly, he succeeded.
The fingers on his right hand became extremely rigid, displaying a formidable presence, while those on his left hand, though not as hard as the right, were firm and flexible.
"No wonder..."
"This hint indicated that I couldn't concentrate ‘qi' at a certain point because it was too rigid and prone to breaking." Lu Xun sighed.
Removing the energy and jin from his left and right hands, Lu Xun focused solely on gathering the jin. He looked at his lower body began his great experiment, but during the first attempt, he felt a bit nervous. What if he broke it? There was nowhere to get replacement parts.
"..."
"Everything here is made of original parts. If I damage something....can't just use aftermarket parts, right? The key is whether it will work or not." Lu Xun felt somewhat disheartened and anxious. But in the end, he gathered his courage and made a slight shift.
Was it effective?
It seemed like he didn't feel anything.
Lu Xun slowly moved his jin, bit by bit, until he sensed a change in his body. It felt a bit warm, but he hadn't noticed any other sensations.
After some contemplation and calm analysis, Lu Xun released the jin and tried moving it to his tongue. His purpose wasn't to impress the big demoness but to unlock new techniques, such as the famous Lion Roar.
"Liyaliyaliya—"
"Six slippery snails slid slowly southward, singing silly songs to savor succulent strawberries."
Hiss! My articulation has improved!
Zhao Yueyan said squeakingly, "I didn't say that. It's something you thought of yourself."
This response revealed everything, and Zhao Qiuyu was deeply shocked. Love between humans and demons was a grave taboo, and this man seemed to be defying convention.
"Isn't he afraid of being discovered by righteous cultivators and hunted down?" Zhao Qiuyu asked.
Hunted down? It was more likely that all the righteous cultivators would be killed by the thousand-year-old demoness Miao Feng.
Moreover, the most formidable righteous cultivator, Su Jingyi, was probably one of his other wives.
"No one can kill him," Zhao Yueyan replied.
That powerful?
Zhao Qiuyu was somewhat skeptical but also became more curious about the man. A man daring to defy the heavens seemed to have a certain charm.
...
"It's getting dark."
"I should probably head back." Immortal Miao Feng stood up and said to Su Jingyi, who was in front of her.
Two of today's unparalleled experts, occupying the first and second positions, had been chatting from morning till evening. Although their conversations were few and brief, often just a few sentences, Immortal Miao Feng and Su Jingyi felt a hint of warmth. However, their close relationship didn't prevent them from having a friendly fight.
"Going to see your little lover?" Su Jingyi asked casually.
"Yes." Immortal Miao Feng didn't hide it and admitted openly.
"You have no shame, actually admitting it," Su Jingyi rolled her eyes at the friend and foe. She then said with a slight smile, "On the eighth day of next month, in the Yomi Mountain Range, you and I should have a good fight. It's been a long time since we sparred."
"Alright."
Immortal Miao Feng agreed and then left the place without looking back.
Watching her departing figure, Su Jingyi furrowed her brows, deep in thought. Were these days with a man really so enjoyable?
"Hmph. I won't be as easily won over by a man like you." Su Jingyi muttered to herself.
Immortal Miao Feng quickly returned to the inn. Her concealment technique had caused a significant change in her appearance, making her once voluptuous figure appear ordinary. With a veil covering her face, she deterred anyone from looking at her.
She arrived at a certain room, gently knocked on the door, and then tried to push it open. With a creaking sound, the wooden door swung open effortlessly.
Entering the room, she locked the door bolt and looked around the empty space. Turning toward the bedroom, she saw clothes on the floor and her little thief lying in the quilt. The scoundrel's appearance delighted her.
"Sister, I've already taken a bath," Lu Xun said with a grin.
Immortal Miao Feng's cheeks on both sides were burning, and there was a hint of excitement and anticipation.
Tonight, the little thief seemed well-behaved.