"Oh man, I told you not to worry about me," Qian Wangsun grimaced and said cheerfully, "Having the power of the Primordial Spirit is enough."
Speaking of which, he used the power of the Primordial Spirit to lift up a nearby cup. "See? It’s much more convenient than using hands and feet."
It was at this moment that Qian Wangsun looked towards the door. "Eh? Zhou Bai, you came?"
Everyone else also greeted Zhou Bai in turn.
Seeing only a bald and dried-out Qian Wangsun left on the hospital bed, along with that still beautiful face with golden hair, Zhou Bai couldn’t help saying, "I’m sorry, at that time I..."
"Stop, stop," Qian Wangsun obviously didn’t want everyone else to know the process of the events and cut Zhou Bai off, "Anyway, you saved me. Thanks."
The situation with the old building was, after all, a matter of confidentiality. Apart from Zhou Bai and Qian Wangsun, the others only knew they were attacked by the changelings, then rescued by Xing Jun, and were unaware of the deeper secrets.
Then everyone showed concern for Qian Wangsun for a while. Jing Xiu and Du Bing also chatted with Zhou Bai for a few sentences before leaving one by one, leaving only Zhou Bai behind.
Zhou Bai said to Qian Wangsun, "Just tell me directly if there’s anything I can help with. You know, I spend most of my time in the dorm now."
Qian Wangsun laughed, "Relax, comfort you guys is wearing me out. Now get lost."
Seeing Qian Wangsun still maintaining his optimistic and positive demeanor, Zhou Bai smiled and left the ward.
After everyone had left, and looking at the empty ward, the smile at the corner of Qian Wangsun’s mouth gradually disappeared.
A breeze blew over as if an invisible force covered his face with the blanket.
Tears unconsciously streaked down Qian Wangsun’s cheeks. He bit his teeth, his face flashing with unwillingness: ’Damn it... I had decided not to cry anymore...’
In his mind, the words the doctor had said to him began to emerge.
...
"Not only your limbs, but your nerves and spine have been severely damaged. Although the Primordial Spirit is in the sea of knowledge and is not affected, the Breathing Technique..."
"What’s wrong with the Breathing Technique?"
"The Breathing Technique uses the body’s refinement to drive the refinement of the Primordial Spirit. Now that your body is incomplete, the speed of refining through the Breathing Technique will be much slower than before. That is to say, the value of your Primordial Spirit will grow very slowly."
"How slow?"
"I’m afraid... only one-tenth of most Dao School students. Frankly, as a doctor, I personally suggest you give it up in the future..."
...
On the hospital bed, Qian Wangsun clenched his teeth, the invisible power of the Primordial Spirit trembling slightly in the air.
"Why... why me..."
"Jian Xing you bastard... why choose me... wasn’t Zhou Bai right next to me?"
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Crackle... the intense fluctuations of the Primordial Spirit’s power directly crushed a cup on the nearby table into powder.
It took quite a while for the restless power of the Primordial Spirit in the ward to settle down bit by bit.
...
Outside the hospital bed, Zhou Bai clenched his fists tightly, not leaving for a long time. He had intended to ask Qian Wangsun if he wanted something to eat, or to borrow some class notes from other classmates, so as not to miss any lessons.
Zhou Bai softly said in his mind, "Tina..."
Christina responded, "Mm."
Zhou Bai, "I... I’m too weak..."
Christina, "Mm."
Leaving the hospital in a hurry, Zhou Bai continued with his new round of training as planned.
The battle in the old building also made Zhou Bai realize that his divine diagram enhancement was too one-dimensional.
Apart from Christina’s Sword Qi, he was missing a combat method that could fully utilize his physical fitness, his defensive power.
’I can’t always keep hiding with such high defensive power now. I need a battle technique that can take advantage of my physical strength and serve as a cover for my high defensive power.’
And during this period of reflection, Zhou Bai had roughly decided on which battle method he wanted to choose.
"Martial arts, I need to choose one that can strengthen my physical strength, practice it a bit, and disguise the strength of my flesh. Then, practice another one that can utilize my physical power, preferably one that allows me to fight lying down."
The nine divine diagrams represent the pathways to cultivating nine different skills. By practicing these divine diagrams, you can quickly master those diverse skills and systematically enhance your abilities.
However, that doesn’t mean you can’t practice other Dao arts or martial arts independently. It’s just that purely grinding away at Dao arts or martial arts techniques certainly won’t be as efficient or straightforward as cultivating the divine diagrams.
Just like Christina’s Sword Qi and Qian Wangsun’s Qi Arrows, they should actually be considered a type of Dao art. It’s just that the predecessors fused them into the divine diagrams, guiding cultivators and improving their efficiency.
So now, Zhou Bai plans to go to the library to pick out two martial arts to practice, partly to disguise his defensive power since he’s officially cultivating the "Sword Diagram" pathway.
On the other hand, he wants martial arts that would allow him to make use of his physical strength and defense, preferably something that could be executed while lying down.
...
Zhou Bai was browsing the martial arts section of the library, his eyes sweeping over rows and rows of books.
These were all martial arts that could be cultivated at the 0th boundary.
Zhou Bai picked through them while continuously chatting with Christina in his mind.
"Golden Bell Cover? Iron Shirt? Just hearing the names tells me they’re for extras; I won’t bother."
"Sky Soaring Sword? Hell Blade? Better skip the weapons, after all, my strongest weapon is this well-forged body of mine."
After searching high and low, he couldn’t find any special martial arts, secret techniques, or forbidden martial studies.
So Zhou Bai thought it over and decided to head to the very front of the bookshelf, planning to borrow the two books that had been taken out the most.
And there at the easiest-to-reach spot right in front of the bookshelf, a row of secret manuals neatly packed together, surrounded by the words "Popular Loans," clearly showing they were the most frequently borrowed martial arts of the 0th boundary.
Since Zhou Bai couldn’t pick out the martial arts himself, following the masses’ choice was always best.
"I don’t want anything that requires diligent and time-consuming practice..."
"I don’t want anything with swords, spears, sticks, or staves that involves using weapons..."
"Speed and skill types also aren’t right; after all, I’m on the tank path..."
"Anything that requires a lot of resources is out, too... I don’t have that many points to exchange..."
Christina suggested, "What about that Ground Lying Fist? Doesn’t cost much, doesn’t take much time."
Zhou Bai scorned, "Too crude. Just the name makes you lose -1 combat power; who would practice that?"
Christina then said, "How about wrestling then? Wrestling would be very useful to you. Look at that Hell Wrestling Technique and that Demon King Wrestling; I think they’re good."
"Get lost," Zhou Bai refused. "We cultivators, when fighting, how can we embrace the opponent and then roll around on the ground together? It’s too unsightly."
Christina: "Then take this Invincible Wind Fire Wheel."
Zhou Bai: "It’s too damaging to the body; better choose another."
Christina complained: "You’re too picky. This won’t do, that won’t do, might as well not train at all."
After much picking and choosing, Zhou Bai finally pulled out a book from the Body Refinement martial arts section – "Great Dream Arhat Heart Scripture."
"Who awakens first from the great dream? Half aware in the human world."
As he flipped through the Great Dream Arhat Heart Scripture, Zhou Bai’s eyes grew brighter and brighter.
This was a martial art that could be cultivated while sleeping, with both Body Refinement and combat components.
Because it could be practiced coincidentally while sleeping, thus saving a lot of time, it consistently ranked high in borrowing frequency among the martial arts secret manuals, practiced by a large number of Dao School students.
However, this martial art had specific talent requirements, demanding a pure Dao heart capable of focusing on the cultivation of the "Great Dream Arhat Heart Scripture."
With insufficient talent, progress would be nearly impossible.
With talent that met the requirements, it would lead to rapid advancement.
But for Zhou Bai, this was enough.
"Great, if anyone asks why I can fight and endure so well, I’ll just say it’s because I diligently practiced the Great Dream Arhat Heart Scripture, and that I’m a martial arts cultivation genius."
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