My Martial Arts Level Never Drops

Chapter 228: Chapter 132: Treasure Fish?

Of course, they hoped their master would succeed.

But what if he failed?

They grew tense at the thought.

In the next moment, their master’s shriveled body swelled, once again transforming him into a mountain of muscle.

His face was flushed crimson, his Qi Blood circulating at its absolute peak.

The water cascaded down with a RUSH as he kept his eyes squeezed shut.

As Qin Fang watched his master’s breakthrough this time, he perceived it in a completely new way...

Every eruption of Force from his master’s body wasn’t random. Instead, it was filled with a sense of ’respiration’.

The exhale was Anjin. The inhale was Mingjin.

Mingjin and Anjin intertwined, staggered yet orderly!

As time went on, the rhythm of this breathing went from slow and steady to increasingly rapid.

This, in turn, caused the frequency at which the Mingjin and Anjin within his body intertwined to accelerate...

Qin Fang and his senior brother’s hearts were in their throats.

Because last time, their master had failed at this very stage!

But this time...

”Break!”

His master suddenly let out a low roar.

The next moment, a peculiar HUM echoed.

Looking at his master, they saw his entire body jolt violently. In the next instant, a dense wave of Qi Blood Power erupted from him, soaring toward the heavens!

In that instant, the Mingjin and Anjin in his body suddenly achieved a state of effortless Perfection.

It flowed naturally, without the distinction of breath, as if it were both Mingjin and Anjin at once!

When they looked again, the cascading waterfall had, in that same moment, formed a hazy mist that shrouded their master’s body. Not a single drop of water could touch his skin!

The instant before contact, the natural Force emanating from his body simply atomized the water.

It was somewhat similar to the effect of Endless Circulation.

But it was clearly smoother, with a faster rhythm...

Qin Fang and his senior brother stared, dumbfounded. Then, the two of them met each other’s gaze, seeing the joyous surprise reflected in their eyes...

Huajin... He did it!

...

Two hours later, their master emerged.

Their master looked the same as always, but in their eyes, he was vastly different.

An inexplicable sense of pressure naturally emanated from him.

It gave off a feeling as deep and unfathomable as an abyss or a great mountain...

”Master...”

His senior brother began to speak.

His master looked at Qin Fang and said seriously, ”I saw it... After you break through to Huajin, you will see a gate. I have a feeling that pushing open that gate will allow you to enter the Divine Domain! That gate exists in the void above, yet it also seems to be within the human body... It is a Divine Treasure.”

”To open the gate, you need will. You must condense your will into a tangible form to break through. But unfortunately... I haven’t yet found the way to condense my will...”

The master relayed what he had seen and heard after his breakthrough to Qin Fang.

Qin Fang’s eyes widened. His heart trembled as he gulped.

Finally, he bowed deeply. ”Yes, I understand. Thank you, Master.”

His master said no more, simply nodding.

Back at the shelter, everyone noticed something different about the master. He was clearly the same old man, but he just felt... different.

But how was he different?

No one could say for sure.

But they confirmed one thing... their master had broken through!

In other words, it was time for them to set off and leave True Martial.

For the next few days, Qin Fang began frequently heading up the mountain to ’fish’ for bees. He wanted to get as much Bee Meat as he possibly could.

And with the improvement of his Cultivation, he was now confident he could handle even seven or eight Giant Bees at once.

He didn’t even need to use an Iron Nail anymore; a random piece of gravel in his hand could easily pierce a Giant Bee!

Recalling the first time he’d tried to kill a Giant Bee with an Iron Nail, only to have it ricochet off its hide... Qin Fang couldn’t help but sigh.

He had improved so much in just over half a year.

「Three days passed in the blink of an eye.」

In total, he had hunted over a hundred Giant Bees.

The Bee Meat filled numerous jars and containers.

Then, they prepared to set off.

But before they could depart, his master suddenly said to him, ”Qin Fang, don’t go to the Prefecture City just yet.”

This startled Qin Fang. He blinked. ”Master?”

”You’ve already reached the Late Anjin Stage. I’ve thought about this a lot over the past couple of days. If you come with us to the Prefecture City now, the long journey will be detrimental to your cultivation. Once we arrive, without the mysterious liquid and the Bee Meat, your progress will slow to a crawl.”

”I heard from your senior brother that you want to go to the Prefecture City to test for the Martial Arts Records. The exams start in June. If you go now, without the resources you have here, you definitely won’t make it to Huajin by June. And as for the Martial Arts Records... only someone at the Huajin level can be guaranteed to obtain one.”

”So, you might as well stay here. The resources are more abundant. You can wait until you’ve broken through to Huajin, then come find us in the Prefecture City,” his master concluded.

”But, what about Senior Sister...?” Qin Fang frowned.

He hadn’t forgotten that his senior sister might be in trouble, and he naturally wanted to do his part to help.

”You don’t need to worry about your senior sister. I am at the Huajin level now. If I can resolve her situation, then it will be resolved. If I can’t... then I’ll need you to break through to Huajin and come help me even more.”

His master said seriously, ”So, no matter how you look at it, you should stay here and focus on breaking through to Huajin as quickly as possible.”

Qin Fang fell silent.

He had to admit... what his master said made sense.

His master was at the Huajin level now. If it was a small problem, he could solve it. But if it was a major problem that even his master couldn’t handle... then Qin Fang going now would be useless.

The meat from a hundred bees sounded like a lot, but it had a limited shelf life. No matter how well he preserved it, a month or so would be its limit.