Chapter 6, Purple True Qi
Seeing that the three present did not believe him, Qin Han furrowed his brow and said proudly: "Grandfather, Father, I am telling the truth. Although the Huojia and Dongjia families have a slight edge in terms of true energy cultivation, when it comes to actual combat, I am seventy percent confident that I can defeat them"
With a pause in his tone, he said with a gloomy smile: "On the contrary, you did very well. Killing Zhao Yong on the spot means that we cannot be blamed for it afterwards"
With the cultivation of a warrior, if the true energy is released beyond half a meter from the body, its power will be reduced to only one percent.
This is a gift sent by the elders of the family to celebrate his safe return
Just based on this
Incredible, it truly is the legendary purple energy within the air
The Grand Elder also smiled and said: "The family memorial ceremony held once every ten years is about to begin. During the 'Qi Infusion' ritual, if you, Han'er, can obtain the powerful essence from the remains of our ancestors, it will be sufficient for you to contend with those from the Huo and Dong families, and even surpass them. As for that kid Qin Mo, he is already a thing of the past, so there is no need to pay him any mind"
Fixated on the strand of purple energy on Qin Han's fingertip, the three seemed intent on deeply imprinting the trace of purple energy contained within that true energy into their minds
Upon opening his eyes, Qin Mo was momentarily taken aback by the scene on the wall. The realm of a warrior, although the true energy could extend beyond the body, could only exert its full power when circulating at the surface of the body.
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In legend, the strongest state achieved in the realm of warriors, characterized by the surging purple energy throughout the body's meridians, is likened to the morning glow spreading across the sky, referred to as the Purple Qi from the East
Upon hearing this, the Grand Elder and Qin Yide displayed expressions of astonishment, followed by a chuckle and a shake of their heads. Although they did not agree with the youth's words, they did not blame him and were quite indulgent towards him.
Oh, you little rascal. What are you relying on?" Qin Yide asked, suppressing a smile
Beside him, Elder Rong stood with his hands at his sides, his demeanor even more respectful. This old man in the black robe was none other than the Grand Elder of the Qin family, the father of the Vice Clan Leader Qin Yide, and also the head of the elder faction
A young man who has just broken through to the warrior realm, still wet behind the ears, can barely rank among the top one hundred among the third generation of the Qin family. Even if given another ten years, it would be difficult for him to amount to anything significant
You little rascal, although your current cultivation at the third level of a warrior is quite good, it is still slightly inferior to those young ones from the Huo and Dong families. How dare you speak so arrogantly here? Qin Yide maintained a stern expression, yet there was a hint of amusement in his eyes, clearly quite satisfied with Qin Han's strength
With each swing of his arms, a faint aura emanated, and between the muscles and skin of his entire body, a visible flow of energy continuously coursed, swirling like a gentle breeze
Qin Mo opened his mouth and exhaled a thin breath, which remained condensed and did not disperse, shooting out like a transparent arrow, striking the wall two meters ahead.
The true energy within me has reached one percent, transforming into purple true energy. The total amount of true energy remains unchanged, yet the quality has improved by twenty percent, and the recovery speed of true energy has also increased by twenty percent. Moreover, this purple true energy possesses mysterious powers that can greatly enhance the effectiveness of the martial techniques employed. Qin Han's face was filled with pride as he declared, "Even if Qin Mo has successfully grown to this day, I can still surpass him; what is this kid even worth?"
The Grand Elder, with a beaming smile, instructed: "You must swiftly enhance your own strength. There are only three days left until the family memorial, and you cannot afford to be idle during these three days. Tomorrow, go to the library and retrieve the secret manual of the family's unique martial art, the 'Breaking Army Fist,' for your training. With your current strength, you are capable of practicing spiritual-level martial arts."
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The wall ahead is more than 2 meters away from his position. A breath of air is expelled, and the force hitting the wall should have been as gentle as a tickle. How could it possibly cause damage to the wall?
Good, good, good! As expected of my grandson
Hmph, hmph! I never expected that Qin Mo, that little bastard, would actually have such incredible luck. He fell from the cliff of Mount Wanren, yet not only did he emerge unscathed, but he also broke through the long-stagnant realm of the Ninth Stage of Martial Disciple.
After hearing the course of events, Qin Yide's expression softened, and he waved his hand, saying: "Elder Rong, this is not your fault. Zhao Yong coveted the treasures on that kid Qin Mo, and secretly attempted to assassinate him by throwing him off a cliff. Such matters, once exposed, are of no concern to us."
After a brief contemplation, Qin Mo stood up and pushed open the door to exit the training room
On the other side of the door is his room, where the little girl is still sound asleep on the bed, and the table is filled with boxes of various sizes.
As the true energy continued to circulate, a faint purple aura began to emerge between his muscles and skin. Suddenly, his body trembled, and he exhaled a breath.
This means that with Qin Han's current strength, he is capable of sweeping away any opponent of the same rank, and even when challenging an opponent of the fourth rank, he has a very high chance of winning
However, for the three prominent families in Wenzhen, such legends only exist in the classics and have never appeared in the history of Wenzhen
However, Qin Mo immediately shook his head. In his previous life, in order to restore his body, he had read extensively and his knowledge was far richer than that of the older generation of masters in Wenzhen. He was naturally well aware of the entirety of this legend
In the practice room, Qin Mo sat cross-legged on a mat, his arms slowly moving in front of his chest, his palms forming a series of peculiar hand gestures as he cultivated the unique mental techniques of the Qin family
From the realm of a martial apprentice to that of a martial artist, the most significant change is the circulation of true energy within the body, which can emanate to the surface, forming an aura akin to a breeze
This ... ... true energy penetrates the body, how can it possess such penetrating power ! ?
In today's patriarchal lineage, the only real threat is Qin Zhengxing. As for that kid Qin Mo, had he grown smoothly from the age of six to today, he might have posed some threat. As for now...
At this moment, the elder in the black robe set down his teacup and said in a low voice: "Yide, you are the vice clan leader of the Qin family. Soon, you will ascend to the position of clan leader. You should temper your temper a bit; with such a disposition, it will be difficult for you to be a good leader of the clan"
Last night, after returning from his grandfather's place, Qin Mo did not rest but instead practiced in the training room of his residence, striving to stabilize his warrior level as soon as possible
Only by reaching such a level can one truly achieve invincibility among peers. In comparison, the purple true energy within Qin Mo's body accounts for less than one-tenth of his total true energy, indicating that he is still far from this goal
Purple energy, it truly is purple true energy
Hmph! Grandfather, Father, it has been eight years, and you still place such importance on that brat Qin Mo." Beside them, a youth with a jade-like face suddenly spoke, disdainfully saying: "Even if Qin Mo has grown smoothly from the age of six to today, I am confident that I can defeat him in battle.
The tranquility akin to the wind is precisely the hallmark of a warrior's realm
In the early morning, the sun rises, and the azure sky is as clear as washed silk
This trace of purple aura, though difficult to discern with the naked eye, appeared astonishingly to the other three individuals, with the Grand Elder even rising from his seat.
A faint sound came from the wall, and a shallow mark appeared
Qin Mo recalled the battle from last night; being able to engage in a fierce struggle with Zhao Yong was not only due to the formidable physique of the Battle Saint Body but also because the use of purple true energy to perform martial techniques significantly enhanced their power
In the ancient texts of the Qin family, there exists a legend that speaks of the essence of purple within the air, which grants invincibility at the warrior level against opponents of the same rank
The Grand Elder shook his head slightly and said, "Since that brat Qin Mo has such a strong fate and has returned alive, this incident will undoubtedly raise Qin Zhengxing's vigilance. From now on, Yide, do not act rashly. Over the years, I have been secretly planning and have already arranged everything. After the family memorial service, you can just wait to sit steadily in the position of the clan leader."
At this moment, the true energy circulating around Qin Mo was incessant, and a peculiar phenomenon emerged. The nearly transparent true energy within his meridians and dantian was surprisingly almost one-tenth purple.
Originally, I commanded Steward Rong to secretly send someone to eliminate that little beast Qin Mo, merely to throw that old dog Qin Zhengxing into a state of utter confusion. Ideally, he would be so overwhelmed with grief that he would die, which would save me a great deal of trouble
Upon hearing this, Qin Han could not help but feel overjoyed. He contemplated that after the family memorial service, he would publicly defeat Qin Mo in front of all the clan members using the "Breaking Army Fist," declaring to everyone that he, Qin Han, was the foremost individual of the Qin family and indeed the entire younger generation of Fen Town.
At this point, the Grand Elder revealed a chilling smile: "Back then, I did not become the head of the Qin family, but my son must certainly ascend to the position of family head."
As he expanded his inner vision, Qin Mo observed that nearly ten percent of the true energy within his body contained a purple aura, suddenly recalling a legend regarding the warrior realm.
At this point, Qin Yide's face twitched, revealing a sinister expression as he gritted his teeth and said, "Twenty years ago, the position of the head of the Qin family was originally mine. It is infuriating that the old dog Qin Zhengxing is so selfish, wanting to pass the position of the head to the next generation, to that little beast Qin Mo. Such actions are nothing but a malignant tumor within our Qin family, and I must completely eradicate the faction of Qin Zhengxing."
This youth, whose crown resembles jade, is none other than the grandson of the Grand Elder, the son of Qin Yide, and the foremost among the third generation of the Qin family, Qin Han
According to records in ancient texts, in the realm of warriors, if one can cultivate purple true energy, which contains the essence of purple, then within the realm of warriors, one can be invincible among peers. This purple true energy possesses such astonishing penetrating power, suggesting that the legend is indeed true. Qin Mo recalled the contents of the ancient texts he had once read
Congratulations to the Grand Elder, the Chief of the Yide Clan, and Young Master Han for once again undergoing the 'Qi Infusion' ceremony, which will surely enable them to stand out among the young masters of the Burning Town.
Father, isn't it true that with you here, you can always guide me?" Qin Yide said respectfully with a smile
Qin Han raised his index finger and forcefully circulated his true energy. A wisp of energy flickered at his fingertip, gradually manifesting into a strand of purple aura, as fine as a hair.