Invincible Starts From Dao Fruit-Chapter 55 - 36 Lying Dormant... Lying Dormant... Lying Dormant...
Chapter 55: Chapter 36 Lying Dormant... Lying Dormant... Lying Dormant...
The heavens and the earth reversed.
Sun, moon, and stars.
Chen Shaohu held the Iron Lotus Seed. A surge of impact struck him, and when he opened his eyes again, it felt as if he had switched into another body.
This body was meditating with its eyes closed.
Within him.
A stream of energy coursed through, leaving behind a series of marks. The marks interwove, growing increasingly intricate, forming runes that resembled a chaotic mess of threads.
"Blood Burning Technique!"
Chen Shaohu’s heart stirred.
Upon a single glance, he recognized it. These runes existed in three dimensions and bore a striking resemblance to one of the thirteen diagrams his fourth brother had given him.
But the diagrams were flat, overly abstract, and required exceptional spatial reasoning and three-dimensional imagination.
No longer necessary now.
He followed a vague, inexplicable sensation, as though witnessing the runes first-hand.
One by one, cross-checking against the thirteen diagrams.
Soon enough, he ingrained them deeply into his memory.
...
That night.
Chen Shaohu tried until late into the night but ultimately failed to fully master the "Blood Burning Technique."
However, he saw hope.
Over the next several days, he kept practicing diligently.
Finally.
On the twelfth day.
With Chen Jichuan’s experience and insights, Chen Shaohu successfully completed his training—
For the first time, he built the "Blood Burning Technique" within his body using his inner breath.
Just like Chen Jichuan.
Even though Chen Shaohu himself was an Abnormal Person, after mastering the "Blood Burning Technique," he could only sustain it within his body for three days at a time before it dissipated, requiring reconstruction.
The difference was.
Chen Shaohu lacked Source Power. To activate the "Blood Burning Technique," he had to exhaust physical strength, mental energy, and even his meager amount of inner breath.
The method of activation was relatively slow.
After use, he had to recuperate carefully to restore himself.
For the time being, using this "spell" for combat was impractical.
Not only that.
Due to his beginner status, Chen Shaohu’s process of constructing the spell within himself was far less proficient compared to Chen Jichuan. It took him nearly an hour of repeated attempts and failures to succeed even once.
If the spell dissipated in the middle of a fight, with this kind of speed, it would be nearly impossible to rely on it again.
He had no choice but to keep practicing until he became proficient as soon as possible.
But for now, using the "Blood Burning Technique" to assist in cultivation was no longer an issue.
While the "Blood Burning Technique" had its limitations, to Chen Shaohu, it was still a cause for great joy.
Chen Jichuan was delighted too.
First, this success gave Chen Jichuan hope for the future. If he acquired other life-saving abnormal skills later on, he could pass them on to Chen Shaohu in the same way.
Second.
With Chen Shaohu learning the Blood Burning Technique, Chen Jichuan could finally free himself from the task. Moving forward, Chen Shaohu could perform his training independently, managing the flow of his own qi and blood.
Thus.
The days that followed.
Chen Jichuan and Chen Shaohu each focused on their own cultivation.
Practicing martial arts required medicinal ingredients.
Some time back, Chen Jichuan had already gathered a significant amount of medicinal materials through Sheng Dayang.
The mountain folk, living deep in the mountains and relying on ancestral traditions, used the "Shennong tasting herbs" approach, crude as it was, to identify several commonly seen medicinal ingredients.
But a mere dozen or so types of herbs weren’t enough to meet Chen Jichuan’s needs.
So, Chen Jichuan took time to write a scroll titled Herbal Medicines, containing illustrations and detailed descriptions of the growth environments of several hundred common herbs.
However, it lacked any information on medicinal properties or uses.
Writing about those in detail would have taken too much time, which he didn’t have.
Still.
He didn’t need the mountain folk to know the properties or uses of the herbs to acquire them.
Besides the Herbal Medicines scroll.
These days, Chen Jichuan was also working on a scroll titled The Cultivation and Propagation of Common Medicinal Plants.
Living off the mountains and foraging wildly was too reliant on luck and inefficient.
Organized farming methods.
Would be a stable source of supply.
Chen Jichuan, having studied medicine and martial arts in the Great Yann World, possessed profound knowledge of various medicinal herbs and materials.
Once completed, The Cultivation and Propagation of Common Medicinal Plants would hold considerable value.
He didn’t plan to give it away lightly.
If Sheng Dayang wanted to invest in this as a business, he could trade for it using White Jade City’s merit system.
Unfortunately—
In Shi’an County, the Lishui Gang, Wusheng Sect, and Golden Sun Sect were engaged in relentless conflict. Resources such as medicinal herbs, ironware, salt, and grain were all under strict control.
Small quantities could still be obtained, but obtaining large amounts was difficult.
Otherwise.
With that scroll in hand, partnering with medicinal merchants would have greatly expedited herb procurement.
In the absence of better options.
He could only rely on the mountain folk.
...
Daily martial arts practice.
With the effects of medicinal supplements and the Blood Burning Technique, Chen Shaohu, who started with a relatively weak foundation, made rapid progress.
Chen Jichuan achieved dark strength.
Cleansing his internal organs, his physique grew increasingly robust, and his strength steadily advanced from Level 6, moving firmly and swiftly toward Level 7.
Meanwhile, Sheng Dayang and Fang Dong continued maneuvering through Wusheng Sect and Lishui Gang.
As Chen Jichuan had predicted.
After experiencing the Iron Lotus Seed personally, Sheng Dayang and Fang Dong found it increasingly impossible to part with it. Their focus remained single-minded on earning merits. The quickest way to do that was by collecting Spirit Stones and Bivalve Pearls.
Spirit Stones were hard to come by.
For the time being, Sheng Dayang had no avenues for those.
But obtaining Bivalve Pearls from Lishui Gang proved to be much easier. For instance, when Chen Jichuan had killed Xu Lang, the incense master of Feiying Hall from Lishui Gang, the man had two Bivalve Pearls on him.
Xu Lang was merely a Fourth Grade martial artist.
This showed that within the Lishui Gang, Bivalve Pearls weren’t particularly rare.
While the spiritual energy contained in Bivalve Pearls was relatively small, the principle of accumulation applied, and Chen Jichuan didn’t mind collecting them.
In fact.
Every night, he dedicated three hours to entering the Great Yann World. Firstly, to retrain his martial arts and deepen his foundation by cross-referencing his past insights stored within the Dao Fruit. Secondly, the Dao Fruit’s Immortal Devotion operated on a ten-day cycle. Whether these ten days occurred in reality or in the Great Yann World didn’t matter.
Leveraging the 400-times time dilation.
A night’s sleep equated to 100 days in the Great Yann World, yielding ten Source Power points.
Grain by grain, the sands form a tower.
Even without other methods, in under three years, Chen Jichuan would amass 10,000 Source Power points to access the next world.
Of course.
This was his fallback plan.
If he could shorten the timeline through collecting Spirit Stones or Bivalve Pearls, he wouldn’t pass up the opportunity.
Beyond this, however.
He refused to pursue reckless or overly dangerous paths.
If all went smoothly, this would be his way forward...
Lying in wait... lying in wait... lying in wait...
Until he fully grasped the Wusheng Sect and Lishui Gang’s inner workings, elevated his strength to Level 7 or even Levels 9 or 10, and swept through his enemies in one decisive burst.
...
In the blink of an eye.
More than twenty days had passed since Chen Jichuan condensed his first Dao Fruit.
On this day.
In Centipede Mountain, Wusheng City.
In the Heavenly Wave Palace in the eastern part of the city—
Sect Leader Wuu Guangquan.
Vice Sect Leaders Chen Shengji and Hel Mingli.
Great Elder Chuu Sanyang, Second Elder Lvu Qing, Third Elder Cao Zheng, Fourth Elder Shi Zhen, and Fifth Elder Mu Junxiong.
The high-ranking members of Wusheng Sect had assembled in full.
This was a rare occurrence.
Wusheng Sect controlled the four counties of Lipu, Muhua, Yongfeng, and Liding, a considerable territory.
Normally, besides the Great Elder Chuu Sanyang and Third Elder Cao Zheng, who resided in Wusheng City, most of the other elders and both vice sect leaders operated within the four counties.
But today, everyone had gathered in one place.
The Fifth Elder, Mu Junxiong, known as the "River Flipping Dragon," was refined in appearance and immaculately dressed. He was the last to enter the palace. Seeing everyone waiting for him, he showed no embarrassment. With a light chuckle, he said, "I rushed back from Lipu County, covered in dust. I had to wash up before meeting you all."
"What’s the fuss for a man?"
"Washing in broad daylight?"
The Fourth Elder, "Tornado Saber" Shi Zhen, seemed most annoyed by Mu Junxiong’s fastidious habits. Frowning, he said, "Making us all wait for you—your airs are a bit excessive!"
"Elder Brother is right."
Mu Junxiong covered his mouth with a polite laugh, his brows lifted delicately, and made no argument.
Gracefully, he took a seat.
Smoothing the slight creases on his brocade robe.
"You—"
Shi Zhen felt like he was punching a pillow, finding it unsatisfying. But with Mu Junxiong’s attitude being so passive, he couldn’t pursue the matter further, lest he appear overly aggressive.
He simply turned his head instead.
Looking up to the Sect Leader, Wuu Guangquan, he said in his deep voice, "Brother, everyone’s here. Shall we begin discussing official business?"
