Chapter 321 - 251: Young Man, Why Don’t You Cherish Your Body

Chapter 321: Chapter 251: Young Man, Why Don’t You Cherish Your Body

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. One thing at a time."

Tang Wen shut his mouth and sat up straight.

"Let’s talk about Instant Step first. If you were standing somewhere hundreds or even thousands of meters high, would you be terrified?" Ah Qi asked, crunching loudly on a chicken bone.

"Yeah, I would. I’d get dizzy." It didn’t matter if the fall would kill him; fear was still fear.

It was the same principle as bungee jumping with a steel cable tied to your waist.

You wouldn’t die, but you couldn’t help screaming the whole way down.

And many people’s legs would get so weak they couldn’t even bring themselves to jump.

Ah Qi took a sip of wine. "Find two sufficiently high, adjacent mountain peaks. Try to use Instant Step to jump from one to the other!"

"And if I fail?" Tang Wen was stunned.

"Then you fall!" The Big Cat, Ah Qi, gave him a look as if he were an idiot.

"You mean use danger and panic to force myself to focus my Spiritual Power and break through my limits?"

"More or less. That’s how we of the Tiger Race all train!"

Tang Wen felt a headache coming on. The White Tiger Race was born with Wind Manipulation. Falling wasn’t a big deal for them; they could just fly back up and continue training.

But if he fell, not only would he have to climb the mountain all over again, but what if he got injured?

He set that aside for the moment and asked about Hard Skills instead.

Ah Qi waved her paw, gesturing. "Show me what you’ve got."

Without hesitation, Tang Wen extended his left arm. A faint golden-red hue spread across his skin.

A trace of surprise flashed in Ah Qi’s large eyes. She lifted a foreleg, and a black claw extended from her pinkish paw pad, pressing against his arm.

SHIICK!

It sounded like thick paper being torn.

A streak of crimson trickled out from the golden-red skin.

Ah Qi dabbed at it, scraped up a drop of blood, and popped it into her mouth. She nodded in approval. "Good flavor. Your Constitution is not bad!"

It was like a master chef selecting ingredients.

Tang Wen stared at her, speechless.

"Your Hard Skills are already quite formidable. The Saintess is a Sixth Grade now, but her Visualization Hard Technique isn’t as good as yours."

"But my opponent this time is a Peak Sixth Grade. Besides, do you still want those hundred roast ducks and geese or not?"

"Fine, fine! What a pain!" As a top-tier feline predator, Ah Qi would always lie down if she could avoid sitting up.

She really hadn’t wanted to agree to train someone.

Ever since coming to Ganshan City, it had been perfectly safe. No mountain patrols, no training cubs—she couldn’t have been happier.

The laziness in the Big Cat’s bones had taken over.

’Ganshan City... lots of silly people and plenty of meat. It’s countless times more fun than being in the mountains.’

Tang Wen smiled faintly, took off his outer robe, and stood in the winter garden wearing only a pair of white trousers.

"Starting now?" The big white cat, Ah Qi, muttered that there was truly no such thing as a free meal in this world. She reluctantly waved her paw, conjuring a gale that formed sharp Wind Blades and shot them toward Tang Wen.

WHOOSH!

The Wind Blade howled as it slammed into his body.

A stinging pain shot through him, leaving a mark on his golden-red skin.

As a Peak of Fifth Grade, Ah Qi’s control was extremely precise.

The Wind Blade’s power was just a hair’s breadth away from breaking his defense.

WHOOSH, WHOOSH, WHOOSH

Wind Blades assaulted him one after another.

Tang Wen held his breath, struggling to resist.

The Experience Panel flickered:

[Visualization Martial Arts, Golden Jade Demon Body (Four Skills Combined), Beginner (397→406→417.../12,000)]

’Around 10 points per hit?!’

His excitement was beyond words.

The Wind Blades that had been agonizingly painful just a moment ago now seemed easily bearable when they struck him.

The ordinary Shocking Fist of the Veteran Extraordinary, Li Zi, had a similar effect.

But she would be exhausted after just ten or twenty punches.

She was nothing like Ah Qi before him. The white cat was like a machine gun with infinite ammo, hurling a continuous barrage of Wind Blades as if they were free.

They were so dense they almost formed a solid line.

"Aaaaww~" The big white cat performed a lazy stretch, glanced at Tang Wen, and went back to eating her chicken.

’This level of attack intensity is just like a normal Extraordinary’s continuous burst. I could do this until tomorrow and not get tired.’

"Alright! You brat, you can really take it. It’s been a minute. Take a break." Ah Qi lowered her head and focused on her wine.

Tang Wen didn’t try to act tough. He picked up his outer robe, wiped his sweat, and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

No matter how strong his Hard Skills were, he couldn’t just keep tanking attacks that were right at his limit.

It was like how a bulletproof vest, despite being bulletproof, couldn’t withstand being blasted by a gun continuously.

The Wind Blades repeatedly struck the same areas of his skin. Under Ah Qi’s control, they didn’t overlap perfectly, but occasionally a Wind Blade would carve a "+" or an "X" shape. At the intersection of these white marks, traces of blood would seep out.

Tang Wen left for a moment and quickly returned.

Ah Qi squinted her cat-like eyes at him. "What? Couldn’t take the pain and went off to cry in secret?"

Tang Wen just smiled and took out a Jade Bottle.

Ah Qi’s nose twitched. "Extraordinary Blood Marrow? From a Peak Sixth-Grade Dark Exotic Beast? Hey? What do you think you’re doing, kid? Hey, hey! Spit it out! Are you crazy?! You’re not a White Tiger! Even a Seventh-Grade White Tiger can’t just consume the blood marrow of a Sixth-Grade!"

In an instant, his skin flushed an even deeper red. Sweat evaporated off him, forming a white mist above his head.

"It’s fine. This isn’t my first time eating it. Please, Sister Qi, help me cool down!"

"You reckless fool!" The big white cat had just stood up, but she slowly lay back down. "Hmph! When you need my help, it’s always ’Sister Qi’!"

A faint whirlwind spun rapidly around Tang Wen, sucking away the air and heat. Inside the vortex, it was as cold as an ice cellar.

"Thank you, Sister Qi!"

Once his body temperature returned to normal, the broken skin scabbed over. A gust of wind blew the scabs away, revealing unblemished skin beneath.

The energy from that one drop of Extraordinary Blood Marrow had repaired the damage, strengthened his Constitution, and increased the awakening of his Dark Ability.

"Sister Qi, let’s continue."

Ah Qi shook her enormous head, a golden light glowing in her pupils. "Whether it’s Martial Arts or the Cultivation of our White Tiger Race, haste makes waste. If you keep training like this, constantly consuming Blood Marrow, you’ll train yourself to..."

She didn’t say the word "death." Ah Qi suddenly froze, surprise flashing in her large eyes. "Wait, that’s not right! I tasted your blood just now. It was very pure, with no sediment, no impurities. Let me have another taste!"