Blood Sea

Yan Zhen could feel his body getting stronger, his affinity with mana and the way his body and mind respond to it has turned way better than how it used to be.

But still, he can't trust the cultivation method that much.

His body is storing mana, he feel his stamina building and maybe he is getting a little buffer, but, can he win a fight depending on just dual cultivation method.

For past few days, he has spent all his time focused on studying every dual cultivation scroll he could find in the demonic cultivators library and every finding were more or less same.

The primary method of cultivation and strength was always something else and dual cultivation method is what's cultivators use to overcome the bottle neck.

He sat down, trying to calm his mind. No martial arts technique he had tried for so long had been able to work for him.

*It seem like you are in trouble, my disciple.*

Yan Zhen sat up straight, he tried to look around but then gave up. This new master of his, never really shed off the mysterious feeling.

*ha ha !! You have gotten more amusing,I see you have reached grandmaster level... but why you look so concerned? *

"I can feel my cultivation growing, but I don't think I'm getting stronger. My strength still feels way below others at the same cultivation level."

* That's interesting, well to begin with cultivation has benchmarks. You can feel when you cross one benchmarks. But strength is relative, you will never know as long as you don't go out if you stay in your comfortable shed. If you wanna know your strength, you need to step out and fight."

Yan Zhen closed his eyes, his master is mentally ill. He wants him to go out and fight, all while he is so sure that he will get killed.

"Okay, You know I am communicating through your mind so I can clearly hear your thoughts. Who do you think you can win against just relying on your cultivation level."

Maybe a sect high ranking disciple.

"You are at grandmaster level !! What's do you mean you can only win against a disciple."

"Well excuse me, last time I fought with a low level sect disciple, I almost died. I am mentally not prepared. Further this cultivation feels empty like a balloon that looks big but will pop with the tiniest prick."

"Ask your demonic partner, there is a festival where every willing cultivator can participate, you can start from lowest level and fight your way up. Also I think with a disciple with such a low morale I need to step up. I'll be training you a little."

He could feel his master's consciousness leaving his mind. So he finally decided to train him.

Well better late then never.

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"Sister, where should we keep this?"

Yan Zhen entered to an extremely unusual scene, he has no idea when the three women got so close and somehow Ruolan has assumed the position of older sister.

Was this because they are follower of his yet to be established sect ?

Meihua noticed him entering and stood, smiling brightly, her eyes gleaming as she looked at him, "You are back ? "

She rushed towards him, and he pulled her into his embrace giving her a quick kiss, Ruolan and Yinmei followed.

This feeling of being waited on was amazing.

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*The martial arts followed with the cultivation is usually ment to support it, to keep your body up to the immense power your core is gathering. However dual cultivation is different, your body don't really need to keep up with the power of your core and that is why you don't fell immense strength even after reaching certain level."

His master looked at him with lazy eyes, as if he has no interest in doing this at all, "Now, to begin with, as you were heavenly cultivator before this you are way too reliant on fighting with swords, amulets, and all those sort of weapons. That is not going to work."

Yan Zhen sat up confused, "what do you mean, it's not going to work. Weapons are a medium which help use the energy."

"Yeah only for weaklings like heavenly or demonic cultivators." He scoffed picking up the smoke pipe, "your body is the medium, in dual cultivation we are not using nature's energy, we are refining natural Yin and yang essence."

His master stood up and looked straight at the solid iron block placed at a distance, Yan Zhen felt a sudden warmth pass him and when he looked again the block was crushed into pieces.

This is the most basic use of intention, look straight at your target, feel the qi circulating in your body, slowly release it keep the hold at how much energy you are releasing don't be greedy and now attack.

*Boom*

Yan Zhen felt warm and he felt his clothes burn into wips and he stood their butt naked.

His intention didn't go that far, not just it was too close, it also was too much !!

*ha ha ha ha !!! That was good. " His master threw a robe at him, which he caught mid air.

"why are you so impatient, these things require patience. You try to aim your intention toward your prey and start with minimum damage, look at that iron block make a nail size hole in it."

Yan Zhen closed his eyes, opening it with determination.

*badamm*

The block had a big hole in the middle before it fall down.

His master looked stunned, "what kind of nails are mortals using these days? At least the distance is correct this time."

This thing went on for hours, and only when he could barely stand and his qi seemed to have depleted too much did he was finally allowed to rest for the day.

He turned back once to see the damage which has gone down to size of a small ball now but still far from the nail size his master demanded.

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He felt hungry, hungry to replenish the qi that was rapidly depleting from his body, as he walked in he saw Yinmei outside, going through a few scrolls.

He walked toward her picking her up making her yelp in surprise which he conveniently shut up with a deep kiss, making her moan in his mouth.

"Aagh.."