Heavenly Dao Engine-Chapter 37 - 00 Idiot (Please Collect and Recommend)

Chapter 37 -0037: Idiot (Please Collect and Recommend)

Chapter 37 -0037: Idiot (Please Collect and Recommend)

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A large portion of the outer sect disciples within the National Master Manor weren’t aware of the secrets hidden within the meridians. No one had ever willingly shared this information with them before. However, they had vaguely realized something while watching the demonstration by Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian, as the Princess of Great Zhao, holds a lofty status. Each action she takes might not quite represent the Royal Family of Great Zhao, but at the very least, it represents the King Zhangbei Manor. In front of all these people, she would inevitably show her righteous and glorious side, that is, to showcase the best aspects of herself to these more than two thousand disciples of the National Master Manor.

Zhao Qian brought out a Qin Pulse with thirty to forty strings and numerous acupoint holes. It was clear that the proper way to play was to pluck each string one by one, stimulating the corresponding water column in the acupoints. Only in this way could one claim to have properly opened the meridians, both in quantity and quality.

Zhou Kunlin plucked the first and second strings, making the water column of the second acupoint surpass Zhao Qian. This earned him admiration from the two thousand plus outer sect disciples observing, many of whom considered Zhou Kunlin an extraordinary genius. However, when Zhou Kunlin used his True Essence to stimulate the third string and let the third water column rise, regretful sighs were heard from many of the outer sect disciples.

The string Zhou Kunlin vibrated was the fifth string, counting from shortest to longest, skipping the third and fourth strings. The fifth string he played was the second thickest.

Many of the outer sect disciples continued to cheer enthusiastically. Even though Zhou Kunlin skipped the third and fourth strings, the water column that was sprayed from the corresponding acupoint of the fifth string was noticeable, to a height of two feet and eight inches.

However, the number of cheering outer sect disciples had noticeably decreased significantly.

Zhou Kunlin was deeply immersed in playing the Qin Pulse. He continued to feed his True Essence into it and quickly vibrated the fourth string, producing the fourth water column. This string was adjacent to the previous one.

However, when he vibrated the next string, he skipped two more. Additionally, the height of the water column that this string produced had noticeably decreased to only two feet and seven and a half inches, half an inch lower than the previous two water columns.

Zhou Kunlin then vibrated the sixth string, producing the sixth water column. The height of this water column was a tad lower than the previous one, only about two feet and between seven and eight inches. Following this, Zhou Kunlin attempted to stimulate the seventh string.

Zhou Kunlin wasn’t ignorant of his weaknesses. When he initially started his cultivation, he believed that a cultivator could only open one meridian at each realm within the Qi Cultivation Period. It wasn’t until he was about to advance to the Qi Training Second Level that he unintentionally discovered that one could actually open more meridians at each level. The more meridians opened, the higher the chance of advancing to the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Thereafter, Zhou Kunlin held back his cultivation and poured all his efforts into completing tasks, searching for all kinds of opportunities. It was only with great difficulty that he managed to open two meridians at the Qi Cultivation First Level, and it was only by a stroke of luck that he eventually had the opportunity to open two meridians at the Qi Training Second Level. These initial stages of cultivation had left Zhou Kunlin exhausted. They also made him realize many harsh realities. As a result, when he advanced to the Qi Cultivation 3rd Level, he changed some of his attitudes towards interacting with others and accepted external aid, monetary help, and cultivation resources. This method allowed him to quickly open two meridians at the Qi Cultivation 3rd Level.

However, Zhou Kunlin was aware that actual geniuses weren’t opening just two meridians at each level, but three. The disciples who were immediately handpicked by the big shots within the National Master Mansion upon joining were all doing this. It was too late to make up for the first two levels, but he was determined to strive for more and catch up now. Starting from the Qi Cultivation 3rd Level, he also planned to open a third meridian, just like those genius disciples.

However, Zhou Kunlin promptly realized upon his initial attempts that opening three meridians wasn’t an easy task.

Firstly, locating and determining the position of the meridians was a significant challenge. Nobody would casually tell you where a meridian was located. The scriptures held within the Hundred Spirit Hall recorded some related information. Still, any scripture that had such records required a large sum of money and a corresponding amount of National Master Mansion disciple points to be borrowed.

Even if you have identified where the meridan was, opening it would require much more resources than opening one or two meridians. The pain experienced when opening the meridians would also multiply. Just the thought of it alone was enough to cause one to feel unbearable pain.

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Furthermore, due to the increased pain and the increased amount of resources consumed, the time consumed to open a meridian would correspondingly multiply as well. It’s not just a slight increase, but a geometrical one.

In the Imperial Master Mansion, why do many of the inner sect disciples at the seven or eight levels of the Qi Cultivation Period, who are in their twenties or thirties, still remain in the Qi Cultivation Period? Isn’t it because they don’t want to advance in the Qi Cultivation Period but rather because they have consumed too much resources and time on opening meridians. It’s not that they don’t wish to progress faster, but they can’t. As one progresses, opening meridians becomes increasingly difficult. Spending one to two years to open one meridian is a commonplace occurrence.

In the case of Zhou Kunlin, clearing six channels at his age was already quite good. It was more usual to be like Kang Ning, who had only cleared three channels. Given Kang Ning’s progression rate, he would probably reach the Late Stage of Qi Cultivation by the time he was in his twenties or thirties. Zhou Kunlin was a bit better off. Unless something significant happened, he should be able to ascend to the Nine Levels of Qi Cultivation, which would be a impressive achievement even within the Imperial Master Mansion.

As for Zhou Kunlin, he was already making diligent attempts to clear his seventh channel, but not making much progress. This time on stage, with two thousand outer sect disciples watching from below, and Princess Zhao Qian observing in close proximity, there was no sign of any outward reaction from Zhou Kunlin. However, deep down, he felt tremendous pressure. He was the kind of person who could turn pressure into motivation, so he decided to use this opportunity of facing massive external pressure to force himself to break through on the spot. Perhaps, he might succeed.

But clearing channels was not so easy. Zhou Kunlin tried many times. He even intentionally imagined the mockery he might face after stepping down from the stage, which forced his blood to surge, his true essence to flow rapidly, and even increased the speed and power at which he was attacking his channels. But his seventh channel seemed as impenetrable as an elephant’s behind; he simply could not budge it.

“Senior Brother Zhou, you can do it!”

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Some people were cheering for Zhou Kunlin while others began to show a look of disdain. Regardless of what the outer sect disciples from National Master Mansion thought of Zhou Kunlin at this moment, they wisely kept their mouths shut. Nobody dared to make a peep or utter a single negative word about Zhou Kunlin. After all, Zhou Kunlin topped the Sparrow List and was the strongest among the outer sect disciples. Anyone mocking him today wouldn’t be in a laughing matter if Zhou Kunlin decided to thrash them tomorrow – nobody would stand up for them. On the contrary, it would be wise at this time to clap and cheer vigorously so as not to be remembered by Zhou Kunlin for the wrong reasons.

“Good job, Senior Brother Zhou!”

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Zhou Kunlin tried over a dozen times, using various methods but he was still unable to strike another string on his Qin Pulse, let alone spur the water column. Secretly shaking his head, it seemed like a miracle was not on the cards today. He could hear the cheers from the outer sect disciples beneath the stage, and he felt somewhat comforted that his performance had managed to impress them. Just when he was about to quit while he was ahead, an unexpected and sarcastic voice came from the crowd below.

“Is this the level of skill? It’s simply garbage! Are you guys seriously cheering for this? Are you all as stupid as Zhou Kunlin?”

The voice was not loud, but it struck like a thunderbolt, making hundreds of outer sect disciples around the stage gape in shock. They were so stunned that they even forgot to clap or cheer.

News of the situation spread like a plague among the disciples. They soon learned that someone was publicly challenging Zhou Kunlin, and proceeded to stop what they were doing to stare wide-eyed at the person who spoke those words.

Dude, you’re impressively brave, but that’s probably gonna get you into trouble.

This was the National Master Mansion’s Huangque Hall, where everyone lived in the shadow of Zhou Kunlin, ranked first on the Sparrow List. Everyone usually treaded carefully around Zhou Kunlin. While it would be one thing if you badmouthed Zhou Kunlin behind his back, it was another to openly insult Zhou Kunlin as ‘garbage’ and ‘stupid’ in front of him, Princess Zhao Qian and two thousand outer sect disciples. Did you really think your skin was thick enough to withstand Zhou Kunlin’s slaps and not feel pain?

Zhou Kunlin had not yet responded, but Yuan Dan, who had always looked up to Zhou Kunlin as an idol and had set her ultimate goal to be Zhou Kunlin’s woman, couldn’t hold back any longer. She stood up like a shrew, “Who was it? Which ignorant bastard dared to insult Senior Brother Zhou? Step out, I promise I won’t beat you to death.”

Zhao Qian didn’t say anything, but one of her guards darkened his face, rebuking, “Impudent! Dare to talk nonsense in the presence of the Princess? Immediately withdraw, if you dare talk nonsense again, you’ll be slapped.”

The guard must have used some kind of method that caused Yuan Dan to hear ringing in her ears, as if a large bell was ringing right next to her, to the point where her head felt like it was about to explode.

Seeing that things were going south, Ling Mu and Wang Gai urgently pulled Yuan Dan back. The Princess’s guards clearly weren’t easy to deal with, best to avoid provoking them.

Lurking within Zhou Kunlin’s eyes flashed a touch of ruthlessness. In front of Zhao Qian, he couldn’t lose his temper, but to have someone challenge his dignity openly in Huangque Hall was absolutely unacceptable. If this set a precedent, who would still take him, the first on the Sparrow List, seriously? Who would continue to support him wholeheartedly, providing him with resources for cultivation?