Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction-Chapter 30 - 21 The First Task

"If I could stay in the Dan Yao Hall a little longer, I feel like my Qi and blood slightly improved. It's even better than eating dried meat."

Lin Yuan walked into the Dan Yao Hall with hope.

Right inside the main entrance of the Dan Yao Hall, one can see at a glance a grand and magnificent pine tree and white crane carved out of dark purple sandalwood serving as a screen.

The white cranes and green pines were painted with bright paint, lifelike, with white, red, green, and blue colors, very eye-catching.

Turning around the screen, Lin Yuan took a glance at the rockeries, bamboo forest, green water, and red fish, as beautiful as a landscape painting. In the distance, two or three people were talking near the rockery, with a few black-robed disciples standing beside them.

Lin Yuan's eyesight was keen enough to see the three people talking, noticing one had a blue cloud pattern on his cuff. The clothing of the other two did not resemble the academy's attire, probably indicating they were not from the academy.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, a low voice came beside Lin Yuan's ear.

Lin Yuan was startled. He didn't know when someone was already standing beside him.

Lin Yuan looked in the direction of the voice. The person was dressed in a black robe, standing close to two meters tall, with a formidable build nearly a head taller than Lin Yuan.

His face was square, with a wheat-colored complexion that was glowing. His phoenix eyes carried a scrutinizing look, fixing on Lin Yuan as if interrogating a prisoner, making Lin Yuan somewhat nervous.

The blue and white cloud pattern on his black robe's cuff indicated his status as an elite disciple.

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"Greetings, Senior Brother. I just recently joined the palace and came to the Dan Yao Hall today to receive the servant disciple task." Lin Yuan hurriedly cupped his hands, bowed his head, and explained his reason to the person.

Just as the person was about to speak, his gaze suddenly shifted to the distance.

The three people in the distance finished their conversation and were walking toward the entrance.

"Come stand behind me."

"Lower your head and greet, and don't glance around."

He immediately instructed Lin Yuan to stand behind him. Then they stood by the roadside, waiting for the group to pass by.

Since they had to make way, they stood in the corridor by the roadside, unable to shield themselves from the shade.

The scorching sun above made Lin Yuan's body sweat rapidly, with beads of sweat gathering and dripping from his chin.

However, the black-robed person remained still, and Lin Yuan didn't dare to move, so he had to wait for the group to walk past.

Lin Yuan and the other person waited by the roadside. The group walked and talked slowly. After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they finally passed in front of Lin Yuan and the other person.

"Rest assured, Gang Leader Hu. I will report to the senior brother about the pills you need and ask him to test them."

"Thank you."

As the group passed by Lin Yuan, he heard the conversation but didn't dare move. By this time, his gray robe was soaked with sweat and clinging uncomfortably to his back.

Finally, the group walked past.

"The Dan Yao Main Hall is not a place for a servant disciple like you to roam freely. Go to the side hall to receive your task." After the group walked past, the tall figure turned around and said harshly, pointing in a direction,

"Over there!"

"Apologies, Senior Brother." Lin Yuan bowed and cupped his hands.

The person glared at Lin Yuan fiercely: "Keep your eyes sharp!!"

Then he left casually.

Biting his teeth, Lin Yuan glanced at the depths of the rockery again, then turned and walked toward the side hall pointed out by the black-robed person.

The side hall wasn't far, nor was it hard to find.

After arriving, Lin Yuan handed his identity card to the registering disciple.

"This month, your task is to assist in tending to field number one hundred twenty-six in the third area garden." At the side hall window, the registering disciple checked the records, and after verifying Lin Yuan's identity card, marked a check in the register with red ink.

After rummaging in the cabinet at the back for a while, he took out a wooden token and handed it to Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan received it and headed towards the designated medicine garden.

"Servant disciple, servant disciple."

On the way, Lin Yuan recited to himself.

"Thus, I'll take it one step at a time."

At present, he had no other choice. Without Qi and blood accumulation, he couldn't continue advancing in martial arts cultivation or make any breakthroughs.

His status as a servant disciple meant he would always be a servant disciple.

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Lin Yuan secured the waist tag and, after some searching, encountered field number one hundred twenty-six of the third area garden.

He was met by a senior brother named Fu Yan. This person was similar in build to Lin Yuan, with a delicate appearance, speaking with a hint of friendliness, and was quite welcoming to Lin Yuan's arrival.

After giving some instructions, Fu Yan explained the tasks Lin Yuan needed to complete and reminded him of the details on how to perform them properly.

Thus, Lin Yuan began tending to the medicine garden, weeding, and fertilizing. Normally, he also needed to record the quantity of herbs according to the task requirements in the garden, harvesting some herbs after they matured and passing them to other disciples.

At the same time, he had to prevent some garden pests like mice from gnawing on the harvested herbs.

The day left Lin Yuan a bit fatigued, and he soon fell asleep in his small hut after nightfall.

The next day's work did not deviate too much, and as Lin Yuan gradually became familiar with it, he had more time to practice martial skills.

The days passed one after another, and before he knew it, more than half a month had slipped by.

"After all this time, the Qi-blood hasn't improved. It's accumulating too slowly."

One morning, after managing the medicine garden, Lin Yuan completed practicing the Eight-step Breaking Fist.

"If this keeps up, who knows when I'll reach the Red Spirit State. Not to mention tasking the Nine Chapters to simulate the Stone Opening Hand or the Snake Dragon Movement."

The lack of accumulation in his Qi-blood made him anxious.

If this continued, it would be extremely difficult to see any transformation.

"Lin Yuan, let's go to the service hall today to collect the Qi-Blood Powder together!" After finishing the medicine management with Lin Yuan, Fu Yan washed up, deliberately change into a new gray robe long shirt, which looked quite refreshing.

Today is the day to collect the Qi-Blood Powder, an important day for all servant disciples. The accumulation in martial arts, the Qi-Blood Powder was unusually crucial, so he changed robes with hopes of good fortune.

"The day has come!" Hearing this, Lin Yuan's heart stirred.

After waiting for so long, he could finally try and see how much Qi-Blood Powder would enhance the growth of his Qi-blood.

Then Lin Yuan joined Fu Yan and headed straight to the service hall.

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About two hours later, Lin Yuan and Fu Yan returned to the medicine garden.

Fu Yan and Lin Yuan's faces both showed joy. Waiting all this time in the academy was all for this share of Qi-Blood Powder to accelerate their martial arts cultivation.

"Finally waited for it."

In the room, Lin Yuan sat cross-legged on the bed, taking out a pack of oiled paper from his chest.

The oily paper package was about thumb-sized, wrapped with two thin hemp ropes. Lin Yuan carefully untied the knots, then slowly unfolded the oiled paper.

As the oiled paper unfolded, it revealed a gray-brown mix with some white powdery substance inside.

Lin Yuan gently sniffed, and a herbal aroma entered his nostrils.

"This scent is exactly what I want," Lin Yuan mentally remarked, sighing, "But it's too little in quantity. A month's hard labor for just five grams of Qi-Blood Powder."

"Forget it, I shouldn't dwell on this, let's just use it first," Lin Yuan shook his head, clearing away miscellaneous thoughts, and prepared to consume it.

Lin Yuan lightly folded and smoothed the oiled paper, ensuring the pathway for the Qi-blood powder. He tilted his head back, opened his mouth wide, and raised the Qi-blood powder high above, pouring it into his mouth.

Lin Yuan's wrist rotated, allowing the Qi-blood powder to gradually slide down along the oiled paper, falling entirely into his mouth.

Then Lin Yuan took the prepared cup of water and drank it in large gulps.

As the Qi-Blood Powder mixed with water descended into his stomach,

Lin Yuan felt his body was like the earth awakening in spring, brimming with life as if bamboo shoots were breaking through the soil.

"This is the feeling!" Lin Yuan rejoiced in his heart.

He sensed the consumption of the Qi-Blood Powder was akin to fuel injection into an engine, with his stomach continuously wriggling to absorb and convert the medicinal effects in an instant.

"Start cultivating and accumulate Qi-Blood."

Lin Yuan's eyes deepened, immediately starting to practice the Eight-step Breaking Fist inside his room. He felt the roaring heat waves generated from his abdomen like a furnace continuously fueling, accompanying the continuous practice of the Eight-step Breaking Fist, the vigorous medicinal power compressing in the Dantian, slowly converting into Qi-Blood.

Bit by bit, little by little.

One meridian gradually filled up. The sense of fulfillment in one meridian's Qi-blood made him somewhat delighted.

"Eight-step Breaking Fist, Cannon Fist Power!"

"Back Stick Bell!"

"Wild Bull Shakes the Mountain!"

"Stone Opening Hand, Bone Crushing!"

As Lin Yuan practiced martial arts over and over again.

"Hahaha, refreshing!"

Lin Yuan laughed heartily in his heart. The feeling of being invigorated had not been experienced for too long, and now the abundant Qi-Blood made him exceptionally free.

Lin Yuan's martial arts practice became increasingly hearty.

Time gradually passed.

"The Qi-Blood Powder is indeed what I needed. It provides substantial assistance in my martial arts cultivation." With the medicinal power of the Qi-blood powder inside his body gradually fading, eventually like embers burned out, only a slight residual warmth remained in his abdomen.

Lin Yuan finally stopped his martial arts practice.

"Five grams of Qi-blood powder was enough to fill almost half a meridian. If I could take it daily, my martial arts progress would likely be swift and remarkable."

"But it's currently impossible."

Lin Yuan shook his head, dismissing these unrealistic fantasies, arranged his clothes, and prepared to handle today's medicinal exchange.

Upon opening the door, Lin Yuan saw Fu Yan standing outside talking to someone, speaking very politely. After some flattery, he finally sent the person away.

Once that person left, Fu Yan turned to return to his room, coincidentally encountering Lin Yuan on the way.

Fu Yan smiled and said, "Lin Yuan, have you used the Qi-Blood Powder?"

Seeing Lin Yuan's relaxed expression, it seems he had already felt the strong assistance from the Qi-Blood Powder.

"Yes, not bad. The Qi-Blood Powder works excellently. If only there was more of it." Lin Yuan said with some emotion.

"You used up all five grams of Qi-Blood Powder?" Fu Yan was somewhat surprised, looking at Lin Yuan with a disbelief in his eyes.

"Hmm?" Lin Yuan was a bit puzzled.