Chapter 13: Blood Abyss Furnace Technique
Chapter 13: Blood Abyss Furnace Technique
After cultivating the Fetus of Blood and Qi, Jiang Tian opened his eyes and looked down at his hands.
He could feel that his strength had increased significantly, and the blood energy stored in his body had also expanded.
However, the spiritual energy in the surroundings was thin, so the degree of improvement was limited.
Still, Jiang Tian was certain that his body's capacity to hold blood and qi had greatly increased.
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"But this Northern Dark Kuntai Gong still feels a bit uncomfortable for me. It's too focused on the Dantian."
"If I modify it according to my instincts, it might suit me better."
"But..."
Jiang Tian carefully examined his body.
The technique was effective—but also extremely overbearing, and his flesh had sustained damage.
This type of injury was similar to fatigue from intense training—not something that would affect combat immediately.
However, if he continued practicing recklessly, it could result in severe injuries that might harm his foundation.
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Jiang Tian exhaled deeply, closed his eyes, and rested.
The blood and energy stored in his body began to circulate, triggering his innate recovery ability.
Once again, his special talent—which had accompanied him since arriving in this world—activated.
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After just 10 minutes, Jiang Tian opened his eyes again.
His body had fully recovered, and he was ready to continue practicing.
This time, however—
The technique took a different route.
Instead of gathering all energy in the Dantian, it flowed throughout his body.
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Inside his Dantian, the Fetus of Blood and Qi expanded, and tiny silk-like threads emerged—spreading through his entire body.
Then—
Boom, boom, boom!
Like the rhythmic beating of a drum, his heartbeat intensified.
A total of 720 acupuncture points across his entire body were ignited by blood energy, one by one.
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Not only his acupuncture points—
His muscles, bones, and flesh also glowed red, resonating with each other.
Jiang Tian had transformed his entire body into a Blood Qi Embryo, ultimately merging it with his own unique ability.
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Boom!
A roaring sound erupted from inside his body—like thunder crackling in a clear sky—resonating within his mind.
With the help of Zhou Shang's technique, combined with his own instincts and talents—
Jiang Tian had pioneered a brand-new path.
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A Self-Created Technique
His Dantian was like the deep Abyss, vast and endless.
The Fetus of Blood and Qi was its core, while his body became its furnace.
Jiang Tian stood up, his skin faintly cracking, and blood seemed to seep out.
However, with his powerful regeneration, the blood retracted, and the wounds closed instantly.
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Coming to the table, Jiang Tian picked up a pen and recorded:
The operation route of his new technique
Insights from his first day of practice
If Teacher Zhou Shang asked about his progress, Jiang Tian could simply send a photo for guidance and feedback.
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It wasn't that Jiang Tian loved practicing martial arts.
Rather—
It was a necessary step to becoming a chef.
Jiang Tian was dead serious about being a chef.
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After writing everything down, Jiang Tian added a final touch—
The name of his new technique.
Blood Abyss Furnace Technique
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After finishing, Jiang Tian carefully put away his notes.
This was something that couldn't be seen by anyone.
Even his best friend, Huang Xing, would burst a blood vessel if he tried to practice it.
Even Teacher Zhou Shang might struggle with it.
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This technique was something that only Jiang Tian could cultivate.
It was too powerful and overbearing.
Without his unique talent, no one else could withstand it.
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Looking up at the windowsill, Jiang Tian realized—
It was already dawn.
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He had not slept all night.
Yet, he wasn't tired at all—instead, he was full of energy and felt incredibly refreshed.
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Before, when he told his parents about his dream of becoming a chef, it had been just an idea.
But after meeting Teacher Zhou Shang and gaining the recognition of such a powerful figure, Jiang Tian felt even more confident in his chosen path.
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Stepping out of his room, the small home was quiet.
The dim yellow lights cast a warm and familiar glow over the cozy living space.
It wasn't big—but it was the best his parents had provided for him.
With plenty of time before morning, Jiang Tian walked into the kitchen.
"Let's make breakfast for Mom and Dad."
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Cooking Begins
Jiang Tian took out the braised pig's trotters left over from yesterday's meal, placed them in a pot, added water, and started boiling them.
Then, he prepared another pot, filled it with clean water, and got ready to cook a handful of noodles.
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To express his gratitude, Jiang Tian decided—
"I'll use Mom's braised pig's trotters to make a simple bowl of pork trotter noodles."
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As he watched the soup bubbling in the pot, Jiang Tian suddenly had an idea.
He walked back to his room and grabbed the box left by Zhou Shang.
The metallic box had a touchscreen on top.
Pressing the unlock button, he heard a hissing sound—the middle of the box split open, moving upward.
A wave of cold mist rushed out, followed by an intense medicinal fragrance.
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Inside, pieces of ginseng were arranged neatly.
They glowed with a topaz-like luster, and delicate fiber textures were visible within.
Just by smelling them, Jiang Tian felt invigorated.
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"Wow, it's like a mini refrigerator."
Jiang Tian took one piece, closed the box, and hurried back to the kitchen.
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Without hesitation, he dropped the ginseng slice into the boiling pot.
But then—
A strange phenomenon occurred.
The ginseng seemed to create a repelling force, pushing the soup away.
The temperature in the pot dropped rapidly, and frost began forming on the iron pot itself!
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"What the hell?"
Jiang Tian was shocked—the fire was burning, but the pot was freezing over!
If this continued, the stove itself might get frozen.
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An idea struck him.
Jiang Tian turned off the fire, placed both hands on the sides of the pot, and—
Boom!
A blood-red flame surged from his palms, enveloping the pot entirely.
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The frost melted, the ginseng blended into the broth, and—
The pig's trotters inside turned a beautiful topaz color.
A rich aroma filled the kitchen—so intoxicating that it spread through the entire apartment building.
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In their sleep, neighbors sniffed the air and woke up.
Meanwhile, inside the small apartment—
Snap!
The door burst open, and Jiang Yuan and Liu Fang, still in their pajamas, rushed into the kitchen.
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Seeing their son standing there, hands on fire, cooking like a madman, they were completely dumbfounded.
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"Son... what the hell are you doing?"