Apocalypse Of All Races

Chapter 102 - 9: Time of Change 1
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Chapter 102: Chapter 39: Time of Change 1

Translator: 549690339

“Hah!”

A soft shout accompanied by the sound of a blade rang out in the cultivation room.

Ever since he had dismantled the wardrobe last time, Su Yu did not dare to cultivate the more powerful thunder essence blade at home this time. He was worried that he would tear down the house and split open the floor. The system downstairs would use his fist the size of a casserole to beat him up.

The uniform military blade was extremely fast. It cut through the air and produced a whistling sound.

Su Yu panted slightly, sheathed his saber, and frowned.

Difficult!

Black grade martial techniques were still too early for him. It was too difficult.

Even the first saber move — lightning strike. Under normal circumstances, it would be a combination of nine orifices, and a slash of guiyuan.

“I have learned the stance. The key is Yuan Qi!”

Su Yu concluded that he had learned the stance of lightning strike. It was not difficult to begin with.

The key was to connect his acupoints and release his Yuan Qi. With the binding force united, he would attach his yuan qi to the saber and strike with lightning to kill the enemy!

After all, he had only opened eight acupoints. The only thing he could use was the Yuan Qi in his body and not the Yuan Qi in the outside world.

“I still can’t quickly merge my Yuan Qi into one and infuse it all into the Saber.”

......

Su Yu frowned. It had been three days.

He had been cultivating this saber move for three days. It was not considered too long, but in these three days, even if he watched the ‘Thunder Essence Saber’a few times a day, he still could not grasp the method of condensing Yuan Qi into one.

This meant that he had not entered the rudiments!

At the rudiments, he could at least infuse yuan qi into the saber.

What was left was proficiency and speed. He could instantly complete the infusing of Yuan Qi.

In these three days, he had not even completed the rudiments, let alone how to speed up and how to instantly complete the infusing of Yuan Qi.

“Does it have to be at the ninth level of the Yuan opening realm?”

Su Yu sighed. He wanted to cultivate to the ninth level of the Yuan opening realm first. The crux was that he had also used his blood essence to cultivate once in the past three days. He realized that the effects were no longer as good as before. The speed at which the last aperture was opened was very slow.

At this rate, it would probably take at least a month.

The last time he was at the eighth level of the Yuan opening realm, he had spent 20 days. A month at the ninth level of the Yuan opening realm was already considered not bad.

Furthermore, he needed to spend quite a lot of blood essence. Now that Su Yu only had two drops of the ironwing bird’s blood essence left, he still needed to keep one drop to be on the safe side.

“Eight orifices linkage. How can I control the Yuan Qi to enter the place I want to inject it into?”

Yuan Qi was somewhat disobedient. It was not something that could be moved wherever one wanted.

Su Yu did not continue cultivating his saber technique. He sat down by the side, drank a cup of water, and began to think.

“The iron-winged bird race skill that the Atlas has activated, tearing apart that attack, is to gather Yuan Qi on the palm. The palm is extremely sharp, tearing apart all of the enemy’s defenses.”

“But that is the atlas operating on behalf of me, and not under my own control.”

“Now, to inject yuan qi into the saber body, the logic is the same. The Atlas uses blood essence energy, not external yuan qi. This is also similar to the theory behind my own Yuan Qi reserves…”

Su Yu felt his heart ache. He roughly knew how to quickly enter the Lightning Essence Blade.

He continued to use his blood essence to activate the tearing skill and observe how Yuan Qi gathered and circulated.

He knew his own body the best. No matter how clearly Liu Wenyan’s article of will displayed it, it was not as intuitive as trying it himself.

“I have to spend money again!”

30,000 for a drop of blood. Was it worth it to try and observe once?

For many people, it was definitely worth it.

To Su Yu, he actually did not mind spending money. He was not stingy, but he really did not have much money at the moment.

“Forget it, use one drop! When the time comes, if I can ambush a Qianjun and earn back the merit points, I can also take the opportunity to master the Thunder origin blade. In general, it is still a profit.”

Ever since he activated his martial technique at the academy, Su Yu had never used this thing again.

Last time, he was at fourth level of origin opening, and now, he was at eighth level of origin opening.

Su Yu no longer hesitated and quickly took out a bottle from his pocket. He always carried the essence blood with him to prevent any unforeseen circumstances.

After making a decision, Su Yu no longer hesitated.

A drop of essence blood was quickly swallowed by him. This time, he did not activate the origin absorbing technique, but activated the tearing skill instead.

This time, Su Yu’s goal was much clearer than the last time.

At this moment, he felt it much more intuitively.

A power appeared out of thin air in his body. This was the power of the blood essence conversion. It was similar to Yuan Qi, but it was closer to the power of human nature.

This power also revolved around his acupuncture points and rapidly began to condense. Su Yu’s right hand quickly swelled up.

Su Yu did not explode. Instead, he had been silently experiencing that feeling.

He could endure the pain of his arm swelling up.

He was experiencing the feeling of Yuan Qi returning to one. He was feeling the profoundness of yuan qi circulation.

One minute, two minutes..

Su Yu did not explode for a long time. At this moment, his right hand was already visibly swelling up.

His physical body was not strong enough. This was the explosive power of the Qianjun seventh weight. The power condensed from his blood essence was powerful, and he vaguely felt like his arm was bursting.

Su Yu had been observing, using himself as an experiment, and using himself as a research subject. This was what many civilized masters were doing.

If Liu Wenyan and Bai Feng saw this scene and saw Su Yu’s unchanging expression as he allowed his arm to swell to the extreme, they would probably curse and praise him at the same time. Su Yu’s thirst for knowledge.., already had the mentality of a civilized master.

Seeking..

There were too many unknowns in the myriad worlds. Countless dazzling civilizations gathered. Although the human race was strong, they could not dominate the heavens. Only by searching from top to bottom, sparing no effort to explore and pursue, could the human race rise faster.

Countless civilized masters were pioneers, trying out new cultivation methods, improving the cultivation methods of the myriad races, swallowing different heavenly materials and earthly treasures, forcefully modifying their bodies to cater to the cultivation methods and secret manuals of different races… generations of civilized masters.., many people died in the research room.

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