Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 164 - 64: The Eve (2)

"Heh..." Fang Zheng chuckled softly:

"Refugees, Beggar Gang, Fragrance Sect—Gu'an County is becoming increasingly chaotic."

"Indeed."

Li San nodded, his face showing concern.

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Pan She Martial Arts Hall.

The handsome and upright third disciple of the hall, Che Zhongyang, stepped out, his gaze falling on Fang Zheng, soft nasal sound escaping as he gestured inward:

"Young Master Fang, please come in!"

"Thank you for the trouble."

Fang Zheng cupped his hands respectfully.

Che Zhongyang was Du Qiaoyun's husband, an outstanding disciple of the martial arts hall with a Three-Blood cultivation base, and a future Martial Arts Hall Master.

He did not have a favorable impression of Fang Zheng.

Because during his absence, Du Qiaoyun was almost snatched away, although she vehemently denied this, yet the Soft Sword was the evidence.

Such a fine Soft Sword, which he couldn't afford even after years of struggle outside, was given by that Fang. Who would believe there wasn't something fishy?

But fortunately,

everything was in the past.

His junior sister had feelings for him, and Fang had failed in his intentions.

Upon reaching the back courtyard, Du Sheng was lying on a soft chair resting.

After a period without meeting, his face appeared increasingly haggard with wrinkles covering his face, thinning hair atop, resembling an old man in his nineties.

The Qi and Blood in his body was extremely weak, as if a gust of wind could extinguish it.

"Master."

Che Zhongyang approached closely, speaking in a low voice:

"Young Master Fang has arrived."

"Hmm..." Du Sheng slowly opened his eyes, his dimmed eyes lacking any light, looking toward where Fang Zheng was, gesturing with his hand:

"Sit."

"Elder Du." Fang Zheng set down the gifts in his hand:

"I brought a few ginseng roots, they might help replenish your energy."

"That's very thoughtful of you." Du Sheng chuckled and shook his head:

"Although, they won't be of any use to me."

He understood his own body; since the Cyan Wolf Gang incident, he was gravely injured and beyond healing, sustaining himself with medication till now.

He wasn't meant to live much longer.

"Hmm?"

Squinted eyes examined Fang Zheng, Du Sheng's gaze flickered:

"Young Master Fang, have you successfully refined your internal organs?"

Upon hearing this, Che Zhongyang showed a hint of surprise, turning to look—this person had also become a Blood Martial Artist, just like him?

"Nothing escapes Elder Du's keen insight." Fang Zheng bowed in admiration:

"I've recently finished Refining the Internal Organs."

"Young Master Fang truly has a profound foundation, advancing to Three Blood within a mere two years." Du Sheng said with praise:

"Had you started martial arts training earlier, you might have already achieved True Qi."

He attributed Fang Zheng's rapid martial arts progress to a well-established background, further affirming that Fang Zheng might have originated from an exceptional noble family, cultivating a strong physique without even practicing martial arts.

Little did they know.

Fang Zheng truly began practicing martial arts two years ago.

The achievements today were due to dual-world resource support and had nothing to do with a so-called mysterious noble family.

But this did not require explanation.

Nor could it be explained clearly.

"Elder Du."

Fang Zheng cupped his hands and asked:

"Having stepped into Three Blood, I only know that the next step is to consolidate Qi and Blood and strike for the True Energy Realm, yet I don't know the specific method."

"Therefore, I came specifically to seek guidance from you." 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

"Heh..." Du Sheng chuckled softly, his voice hoarse:

"Young Master Fang thinks too highly of me. I am merely at Three Blood and have never set foot in the True Energy Realm. I don't know much about it."

After a brief pause, he slowly sat upright and continued:

"As for consolidating Qi and Blood, it mostly involves unique secret techniques, bound by ancestral rules and inconvenient to disclose."

"In that case..."

"Zhongyang."

"Yes." Che Zhongyang cupped his hands.

"Go and bring 'Master Hu's Treatise on Qi and Blood Transformations' here." Du Sheng instructed:

"Give it to Young Master Fang."

"This..." Che Zhongyang's expression changed, then he sighed helplessly:

"Alright."

Watching Che Zhongyang leave, Du Sheng chuckled softly and shook his head:

"Young people..."

"Consolidating Qi and Blood, they say, can be easy yet difficult, though it's discussed in most cultivation methods. Young Master Fang isn't aware?"

"I am not." Fang Zheng sat upright with a serious expression:

"I was hoping for guidance."

"The so-called Qi Blood Third Transformation, all involve Body Tempering." Du Sheng's voice carried fatigue, yet he still forcefully continued:

"The strength of skin and flesh, the force of bone marrow, the essence of five viscera are all Qi and Blood transformations. Consolidating Qi and Blood means integrating the strength of skin, flesh, bone marrow, and internal organs."

"When the three become one, each movement carries immense strength, then it's time to attempt advancing to the True Energy Realm."

"However, Qi and Blood consolidation does harm to the body's origins and should not be often used, thus if one fails to reach the True Energy Realm once, it is extremely difficult to have a second chance."

"And..."

"It could lead to a significant loss of strength."

"That's why people like me, Chief Luo, and Xu Seng who know that breakthrough is hopeless would no longer force it, while Young Master Fang's Qi and Blood are vigorous enough for you to attempt it once."

Fang Zheng frowned, secretly feeling troubled inwardly.

He was no longer a martial arts novice, even well-acquainted with various martial arts families, having a better martial arts foundation than Du Sheng.

Hence, with Du Sheng's opening words, he immediately sensed trouble.

Integrate Qi and Blood?

Pan She Martial Arts Hall's Refining the Skin, Bone Forging, and Refining the Internal Organs all employed a coherent method, and even the Martial Arts were of one lineage, making it naturally simple to integrate.

Whereas he...

His learned martial arts were diverse and had no focal point, how could he integrate them?

Even if possible,

it surely wouldn't be as easy as imagined.

"Master."

In conversation, Che Zhongyang returned with the book, casually tossing it to Fang Zheng, then hurriedly came before Du Sheng, helping him lie down.

"Your health is poor; you can't talk so much."

"Elder Du."

Fang Zheng timely stood up:

"I won't disturb you any longer."

"Brother Fang." At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind, causing Che Zhongyang to twist his mouth and show slight displeasure.

A delicate figure approached, speaking crisply:

"You just arrived; why rush to leave? Why not stay for a while?"

"Miss Du." Fang Zheng turned, his gaze momentarily pausing as it fell on Du Qiaoyun:

"Are you..."

"Pregnant?"

Visibly, Du Qiaoyun's belly was slightly protruded, already showing signs of pregnancy, this situation indicating at least several months into pregnancy.