Longevity Begins with the Seven Injuries Fist-Chapter 209 - 140: Sixteen Meridians Unleashed! Envoys from the Tang Sect!

Su Que recklessly channeled the cultivation technique of the Nine Yin Corpse Claw.

Strands of massive, eerie, white cold air burst out from him as the center, spreading in all directions.

Afterwards, they turned in a curve and surrounded the space above his head.

If there were bystanders present, it would resemble eerie, white fireworks burning atop the mountain.

The ground beneath him was covered with a layer of grey-white frost, continuing to spread to all sides.

The trees atop the mountain, touched by the eerie, white cold air, also became coated with a layer of grey-white frost.

The temperature in the area dropped suddenly, completely dispelling the summer heat.

The entire mountain top exuded an aura of deathly stillness.

Su Que's long hair floated upwards with the cold air of the Nine Yin Corpse Claw.

His determined and handsome face was also rendered pale by this cold air.

Su Que felt the surging power within his body for a moment, then his heart stirred, and he suspended the cultivation technique.

Immediately, the eerie white cold air around him was absorbed back into his body.

The momentum that had risen around him suddenly dissipated, and his long hair slowly settled down.

Only when a slight breeze blew did his hair move again.

Su Que opened his eyes, slightly raised his head, looked at the half-moon and stars in the sky, and gently exhaled.

He then looked at his attributes.

Name: Su Que (19 years old)

Remaining lifespan: 419

Talent Value: 81

Over nearly the past month, his lifespan had extended by another ten years, and his Talent Value had increased by 2 points.

'If I recall correctly, practicing the Nine Yin Corpse Claw to this realm has extended my lifespan by more than 40 years compared to before, and my Talent Value has increased by 9 points…'

Su Que calculated silently in his heart.

Then, he pondered his next cultivation plan.

Now that he had practiced the Nine Yin Corpse Claw to the 7th Realm of Divine Transformation, it was exceptionally powerful.

Moreover, he had spent too much time on this technique recently.

He intended to open some meridians in the next period and enhance his Martial Arts Realm.

'Oh right, I also need to deal with Feng Tianhan.'

After nearly a month of cultivation, he knew that what Feng Tianhan had told him about the "Meridian Yin Absorption Technique" was without issue.

But Feng Tianhan still couldn't live; this was determined a month ago.

After all, Feng Tianhan was the only one who knew he had killed Lin Yu of the Lin Family, so naturally, he couldn't let Feng Tianhan spread this news.

Moreover, through practicing the "Meridian Yin Absorption Technique," he knew that its side effects on the Baiyou Sect believers could be alleviated.

That was by drinking human blood.

Feng Tianhan had practiced the Meridian Yin Absorption Technique for many years. Apart from his appearance changing, the rest of his physical condition was good, precisely because he drank the blood of many people.

Su Que didn't want Feng Tianhan to continue harming people and still had to kill him.

'I kill Feng Tianhan not for myself, but for others!'

Su Que pushed down with his legs and stood up atop the mountain.

Then he descended the mountain, flew for a while, returning to the mountain where he stored his belongings, and walked back into the cave.

In the cave, Feng Tianhan still lay slumped against the mountain wall, bound by chains by Su Que.

Throughout nearly the entire month, although injured and unable to move, his Martial Arts Cultivation was high, and besides, he was fed plump chicken and fine wine by Su Que daily.

Unexpectedly, he didn't look haggard. Although his face still shone with a silvery white, his eyes remained spirited.

At this moment, seeing Su Que return, his eyes brightened:

"Hero, it's been such a long time; you must have verified that what I said about the Meridian Yin Absorption Technique was correct..."

"I wonder... if you could let me go."

"No, I cannot." Su Que said as he walked towards him.

"What did you say?" Feng Tianhan was taken aback, doubting what he heard.

Suddenly, he saw Su Que's hands forming into claws, reaching towards his head.

"You go back on your word, I..." Feng Tianhan's eyes widened in fury.

Thud!

But before he could finish his sentence, Su Que's ten fingers had already penetrated Feng Tianhan's head as if through tofu.

His originally fierce expression suddenly froze.

His eyes stared blankly, and his pupils had lost their color.

Su Que channeled the cultivation technique of the Nine Yin Corpse Claw.

A stream of eerie white smoke arose from Feng Tianhan's limp corpse, gathering towards Su Que's hands.

Su Que immediately felt a warm current flow from his hands, then surge through his body's meridians.

In an instant, he felt an unparalleled comfort.

'Although Feng Tianhan's Death Qi isn't as abundant as Lin Yu's, it's not too little either.'

Before long, Feng Tianhan's corpse was left dry and shriveled, reduced to a thin, withered shape.

Su Que didn't withdraw his claws from Feng Tianhan's head but suddenly had a thought.

Instantly, he switched from the Nine Yin Corpse Claw to the Heart Scripture of Myriad Poisons.

Deep purple Myriad Poison True Qi surged from Su Que's hands, swiftly engulfing Feng Tianhan.

After a while, Su Que retracted the Myriad Poison True Qi.

The Myriad Poison True Qi had entirely eroded Feng Tianhan.

Between his hands, there was nothing left.

...

Due to the increase in Talent Value, Su Que's cultivation speed accelerated once again.

In the days to follow, he divided his time evenly between the Seven Injuries Fist, Marriage Robe Divine Skill, and opening meridians each day.

Cultivating the Seven Injuries Fist could strengthen his Five Viscera and Six Meridians, thereby enhancing his Elixir absorption capacity.

Practicing the Marriage Robe Divine Skill could make his True Qi thicker, thereby speeding up the opening of meridians.

Stable and fulfilling days of cultivation always seem to pass particularly quickly.

Unknowingly another month had passed, late summer arrived, and the cicadas' cries gradually waned.

Su Que still ran to the cave for cultivation after completing his daily routine.