Chapter 8: Excitement

The hunger pangs relayed from his stomach, instead, allowed his mind to enter a state of ethereality, making his perception more acute and swift

Lingzhi Shangren is the nominal master of Li Kui, but Li Kui knows that he has not formally apprenticed under him

Unreliable memories also gradually fill the mind

How will I face others for the rest of my life

Master Lingzhi felt very puzzled; he was clearly discussing how to stimulate the potential of the body with Li Kui, and what does that have to do with height

The wise man seemed to have noticed Li Kui's stubbornness and simplicity. He changed his tone and, surprisingly, was not angry, saying: "That is true, you have been consuming it for three years, and the potential that should have been awakened has already been realized. Moreover, you have already crossed the threshold of life and death, so drinking this thing is of no further use. Very well, since you insist, I will no longer press you."

This was the first time Li Kui saw the Enlightened One after his rebirth. The other party's attire was quite shabby; beneath a filthy greatcoat was a middle-aged man of short stature. He had a high forehead and wore his hair in the style of a wanderer. Such attire was very unconventional among monks. Clearly, the monk's appearance was merely a means for the other party to disguise his identity.

It is quite profound, and cannot be fully explained in words, yet it fills his heart with joy

Wolf's blood?'' Li Kui was filled with great anger; he had long suspected that there was something amiss with the contents of the jar, and his resentment towards Master Lingzhi deepened as a result.

Previously, he came here to practice and gain greater martial strength. His steps up the mountain were light and even brisk

The people of the Song Dynasty and the Khitan people could not endure this barbaric substance.

Firstly, the formidable strength of the Spirit Intelligence Master puts immense pressure on him, making it difficult for him to breathe. After all, facing a master whose depths are unknown to him, who can constantly threaten his life, instills a sense of vigilance in him due to the unpredictable motives of good and evil, naturally preventing him from feeling as relaxed as if he were free of distractions. Secondly, he feels an overwhelming urge to resolve this trouble caused by the Spirit Intelligence Master's impatience and threats. However, does he have the opportunity to take action?

Although Li Kui had many reservations about Lingzhi Shangren and would not fully trust every word he said, he was still willing to believe this statement. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Fortunately, as long as I can grow, I will be at ease"

His current height is only about 1.6 meters. In my memory, Li Kui was truly not tall; his stature cannot be described as short and stocky, but he was also not a person of imposing presence.

Indeed, Li Kui's gaze has always been very clear, giving people a sense of sincere innocence

Why did Li Kui ask him with such concern whether he would grow taller in the future

Well, your potential has been nearly fully awakened, and you have also passed that critical juncture of life and death. From now on, your practice will yield twice the result with half the effort, and there is no need for external assistance. If you choose not to drink, then do not drink!

He then looked into Li Kui's clear eyes

He does not want to guess, nor can he fathom the almost idiotic perversion of the enlightened beings.

This relationship itself is imbued with an air of the uncanny

However, Li Kui completely discerned a different message. What does it mean that the potential has been nearly fully stimulated?

He is a man who is almost out of his mind, possessing great physical strength but engaging in chaotic behavior that blurs the line between good and evil. At the same time, he shows sympathy for the weak. In any case, such a complex individual can essentially only fantasize about using his strength to save the world in a mental hospital

As dawn broke, Li Kui did not choose to return home to have breakfast before setting off; instead, he resolutely embarked on the road to the Lark Temple. When passing a dried-up creek in the valley, he scanned the riverbed for a while, brushed away the accumulated snow, and dug out two goose stones the size of chicken eggs from the hard, compacted soil

Looking at the layer of filthy blood froth floating on the mouth of the jar, his insides suddenly churned violently. Unexpectedly, this fool Li Kui had been deceived by the Spirit Wise Man into drinking this stuff, and he had been drinking it for more than three years. In this era, perhaps only the Wanyan clan, who dwell in the old forests, would consider such a thing a treasure

Li Kui took a deep breath and said aloud: "Master, you summoned your disciple, and here I am."

Fortunately, as he embarked on the path up the mountain, a familiar feeling gradually enveloped him.

Casually stuffed into the corset belt, took a couple of bites of snow and continued on the journey

The expression on Ling Zhi's face, which had just moments ago been filled with playful amusement, suddenly froze at this moment. He felt an indescribable weariness, sensing that his mind was not on the same dimension as Li Kui's. The questions posed by the latter were so tricky that they sparked an instant fury within him, almost making him want to explode. His stature was a tragedy in itself; Li Kui's seemingly casual remarks pierced his heart like a needle.

After crossing a hill, Li Kui could see from a distance the dilapidated small temple nestled among the mountains across. The Bai Ling Temple had long been abandoned, and even after the arrival of the Lingzhi Master, it had not been repaired; instead, he resided in a cave not far away. In front of the temple, there was a clearing with traces of buildings. He could vaguely recall the surrounding scenery through his memories. All along, he had not dared to step onto this low hill, which left him with both familiar memories and a sense of estrangement from the environment around him

I will no longer drink this thing," Li Kui stubbornly replied

He recalled the scene of his first meeting with the Enlightened One, the pain of beginning his practice for the first time, and... the foods rich in blood and energy, not knowing what kind of herbs were mixed in, which allowed him to repeatedly stimulate the potential of his body

However, Lingzhi Shangren suddenly felt a burning sensation on his face, which led him to think about his height and his short and stout physique. Not only did he have no resemblance to a seven-foot tall man, but he had also grown into the shape of a 'ju' (an ancient solid ball made of leather filled with fur). During the Northern Song Dynasty, a sport called cuju was very popular. Li Kui never concealed his gaze. No, from Li Kui's eyes, Lingzhi Shangren inexplicably sensed a feeling of pity from the other party towards him. He belatedly realized that he must have been looked down upon by this fool, Li Kui.

What is inside the jar, Master?

Being reborn as Li Kui is already quite unfortunate, and I won't even mention the fact that I am both dark and ugly; that is simply fate. But what if I don't grow taller? What should I do then

wolf blood

Li Kui naturally believed that his body had reached its ultimate limit. Previously, he did not quite understand why many boxers would fast before a match. This was likely not only to prevent the burden of food from affecting their reaction speed during the competition, but there was probably a deeper reason. Hunger can also stimulate a person's condition, placing them in a highly efficient operational process.

Li Kui remained unmoved, even when the wise man urged him repeatedly: "Quickly drink it, and then I will teach you the Heavenly Gang Axe."

"Hahaha, you have finally appeared, but I am not your master, nor are you my disciple. We are merely in a cooperative relationship." The Sage of Lingzhi emerged gracefully from behind the dilapidated temple, holding a clay pot. At the moment he set down the pot, he gestured with his lips to Li Kui and instructed, "Go, drink the blood medicine."

Li Kui could not help but ask: "You say my potential has been fully realized, does that mean I will no longer grow in stature in the future"

Li Kui was indeed unaware, but a strong smell of blood suddenly wafted out from the opened lid of the jar, even accompanied by a foul stench. At that moment, Li Kui's vigilance reached its peak. His entire being was in the best state of defense, and if the intelligent being showed any intention to coerce him, he would certainly choose to retaliate

He cannot guarantee that there will definitely be a reasonable answer, as he is not dealing with an easy person.

Li Quan should not have it either

Li Kui now embodies this realization, where the spirit and body function as a complete whole. Every lift of a leg, every stretch of a hand seems to be perfectly in harmony, which may well represent another realm of existence

Clearly, it was he who threatened Li Kui's appearance, yet he deliberately hid aside to spy. Could it be that the Sage of Intelligence is still worried about not being able to handle Li Kui? After all, in terms of martial prowess, he is undoubtedly superior to Li Kui, and it seems he is significantly stronger. The Sage of Intelligence has no reason to be so cautious.

Such boldness and meticulousness will certainly not fall upon the previous Li Kui

The wise and intelligent person laughed wickedly: "You have been drinking for more than three years, do you not know that this is a blood tonic? Wolf's blood is the most fiery; when combined with dozens of other potent stimulants, once ingested, it can awaken the body's potential. You have been living this way for the past few years; otherwise, do you think that merely through a few years of hard training, you could achieve a level of skill that others would not dare to aspire to even after twenty years?"

Even so, there existed a trace of unnoticed disappointment within the heart of Master Lingzhi, as if Li Kui was no longer under his control

The Master Lingzhi said in a displeased tone: "Potential is the power and vitality activated by the body, it is the primordial energy of heaven and earth, transformed by the five elements. This is an acquired ability and has little relation to the growth of innate bones"

At the moment he stepped onto the mountain peak, all of Li Kui's nerves tensed up, as if he had control and was monitoring every blade of grass and tree around him. He soon discovered that there was a person behind the dilapidated temple. Was this a deliberate attempt to ambush him, or was it unintentional?

However, this time, he felt a heaviness and sluggishness on the way up the mountain. This was because his purpose for coming was to seek answers

At this moment, Master Lingzhi felt very uneasy; he realized that he had once again lost control over Li Kui. This black youth from Baizhang Village was the first to elude his understanding, and at the same time, his expression grew increasingly grim

The wise master furrowed his brow slightly and scolded, "Fool, do you think it is so easy to stimulate your potential? Without these drugs and wolf's blood, you are just a foolish boy from a mountain village. Only by continuously using these drugs can you maintain a strong upward potential"

He certainly does not want to be referred to as 'Short-legged Tiger Li Kui' in the future, would that not be even more humiliating

The enlightened being experiences a sense of powerlessness, akin to a tamed wild beast that suddenly becomes uncontrollable; this feeling of loss is something only the enlightened being truly understands