Martial Saint through Reading

After the battle at the river bay, the amount of Azure Ancient Juice he had accumulated could be measured in thousands of drops.

Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi exerted all their strength to propel the ship, consuming a great deal of Qi and Blood Power, needing the Azure Ancient Juice to recover their energy.

”Azure Ancient Juice!”

The two were overjoyed.

”Thank you, Clan Leader.”

Compared to outsiders, the Azure Ancient Juice was more effective for the Wind Spirit Race.

Ten drops of Azure Ancient Juice could not only restore their energy but also enhance their Qi and Blood Power.

Chu Ming waved his hand and left the cabin to come onto the deck.

The river waves surged, and the mist hit his face.

He sat cross-legged and took out the more precious Azure Ancient Spirit Dew.

There was still a long time before reaching the Wind Spirit Race territory, and he planned to enhance his strength further.

After all, he was about to face Lower Meridian Unlocking Realm strong opponents comparable to his master!

Below the deck.

”Ten drops! A whole ten drops!”

”Elder, I feel like I can take that step!”

”...”

On the deck.

Chu Ming slightly closed his eyes, and the drop of Azure Ancient Spirit Dew he swallowed dissolved within him.

The Qi and Blood Power recondensed from the consumed Qi Blood quickly recovered more than half.

At the same time, in his Sea of Consciousness.

In the center of the Cultivation Technique Lake, the phantoms of twelve small islands representing the Twelve Major Meridians saw the sixth and seventh island phantoms solidify one after another.

At a certain moment,

The Azure Ancient Spirit Dew was fully absorbed by his body, and Chu Ming successfully unlocked the first seven of the Twelve Major Meridians.

”Seven Meridian Unlocking...”

He opened his eyes and felt his own strength.

By unlocking two more meridians, his strength increased several times.

With his current power, without burning Qi Blood, he could match someone with Ten to Eleven Meridians.

Burning a few strands of Qi Blood could take down an Upper Meridian Unlocking Realm Perfection expert.

If he burned more than ten strands...

Chu Ming looked towards the vast white river, his feelings rising and falling with the river waves.

After a few breaths, he returned to calm.

Unlocking seven meridians was nothing substantial.

Even unlocking twelve meridians was just a matter of time.

The main issue was how to infer a suitable Lower Realm Cultivation Technique, or even one for the Bone Marrow Cleansing Realm!

”Lower Meridian Unlocking Realm...”

Currently, the Lower Realm Techniques he had largely came from his master Xiang Yue’s ”Tiger and Python Body Refining Technique” and the complete techniques of the Wolf Race and Blood Evil Sect.

However, his master’s ”Tiger and Python Body Refining Technique” only had methods for the first three meridians, and the Blood Evil Sect’s Lower Realm Technique relied on the devouring of organs.

While the Wolf Race did not require organ devouring, it was also heavily dependent on flesh and organs.

In summary, by lowering the Cultivation Technique requirements, he could infer methods for the early meridians of the Lower Realm through the ”Tiger and Python Body Refining Technique.”

”Reducing Qi Blood, increasing cultivation difficulty, ignoring Technique compatibility...”

Chu Ming briefly considered it, then dismissed the thought.

Such a plan could only be a last resort; if he really cultivated to Upper Meridian Unlocking Realm Perfection without inferring a suitable Lower Realm Cultivation Technique, he would consider it.

Thinking thus, he lightly waved his sleeve, producing a pair of crimson gloves.

The Red Qilin Gloves his master gifted him were powerful when paired with Palm Technique.

Previously, they had been damaged by the corrosive aura of a black hidden weapon, losing his most handy weapon.

”I wonder if my current Artifact Refining skills can repair it.”

”Red Qilin Beast.....”

To restore the Red Qilin Gloves, he first needed to find Red Qilin Beast hide.

Or find materials similar to Red Qilin Beast hide.

”Exotic Beasts...”

The fewer people there were, the more Exotic Beasts there were.

Such as the Ancient Jungle.

Or below this rolling White River.

Beneath White River, Exotic Beasts gathered.

This was not a good thing, for a ship encountering a horde of Exotic Beasts along White River was equivalent to disaster.

Storing the Red Qilin Gloves, Chu Ming continued to close his eyes to infer techniques.

...

Time passed, day turned to night.

In the misty morning over the White River, visibility was only a few meters.

”Clan Leader, in about twenty more li, we’ll reach our clan’s territory,” Feeng Zhi expressed some concern.

With only twenty li remaining, they had not caught up to the Blood Evil Sect.

Feeng Zhi worried whether the Blood Evil Sect and the Wolf Race had already invaded their territory.

Twenty li?

Chu Ming exited the cabin and came onto the deck, using the Sword Gourd Spirit to pierce through the dense fog, covering a seven li radius.

Swish—

Swish—

The Primordial Golden Sword and Black Blade shot out simultaneously.

Splish—

Splash—

The water splashed ahead.

Then the two Primordial Artifacts each returned with a large fish, two River Strange Beasts of First Tier and Tier Two.

Throughout the journey, Chu Ming alternated between inferring techniques and using the Sword Gourd Spirit to search for traces of the Blood Evil Sect and the Wolf Race, while also controlling the artifacts to kill River Strange Beasts.

Exotic Beast flesh could enhance Qi Blood refining; it was also quite tasty, a rare delicacy.

Chu Ming manipulated the artifacts to process the two big fish, preparing to cook them.

Suddenly.

His eyes focused, looking into the distance.

All he could see was a vast expanse of white.

But, the Sword Gourd Spirit had detected the target of this trip.

To the right front, the Blood Evil Sect and the Wolf Race’s fleet!

A little further ahead, were the ships of Feeng Yao and over a hundred Wind Spirit clansmen.

Good, they made it in time.

Chu Ming turned his hand, storing away the two River Strange Beast fish, and went below deck.

”Let’s dock, we’ll continue on foot.”

”On foot?” Feeng Zhi hesitated and said, ”Clan Leader, this area is filled with Ancient Jungle, shrouded in miasma, the direction is hard to discern, and Exotic Beasts roam...”

”It’s fine, let’s dock,” Chu Ming said calmly. ”The Blood Evil Sect and Wolf Race’s fleet are on the river about seven li to our right.”

”Elder Feeng Yao and those hundred-plus clansmen are just less than a li ahead of them.”

”Wolf Race!” Anger surged instantly on Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi’s faces, followed by a flash of doubt.