《Asura》Chapter 10-An Impossible Task
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Xiaowei woke up the next morning still a little daze from the night before. His body felt sore from head to toe. Strangely there is a new sensation he never felt before in his body. It was qi. This qi was constantly circulating in his body. To a normal practitioner this would have been the same amount as stage one in the cultivation realm but to Xiaowei he felt like he just broke through to the cultivation realm.
He didn’t ponder on this any longer and sat straight up. A streak of pain ran wild all over his body.
“Ah,” Xiaowei let out.
His left shoulder felt miserable. What happened? Xiaowei wonders. He was wearing a loose white medical tshirt. He opens the collar and looked in. There was a huge white piece of cloth covered with special tape around it. Slowly his memories of his dreams began to surface. Was that real? Xiaowei wondered. How is it possible for me to kill a tier one beast? Images of his battle began to surface. He is surprise by this memory because he clearly felt it was a dream.
Moments later his Uncle Lin and Ming barges in the room.
“Xiaowei are you ok?” Uncle Ming asks while touching Xiaowei all over the place.
He got woken up the moment he felt the squirrel’s qi. He instantly ran to his room but when he got there he saw Xiaowei’s body sitting on the floor with his back to the bed. The knife stabbed through the squirrel into his shoulder. Uncle Ming was struck with grief and was next to Xiaowei instantly pulling out the knife and applies qi to close the wound. He picked up Xiaowei and brought him to the family hospital.
“I don’t remember” Xiaowei replied, “I had a really weird dream and it took me to my room. I had a dream about fighting a squirrel but I remember the exact details.”
Uncle Lin and Uncle Ming faces show astonishment. They didn't know whether to laugh or cry. How is it possible for a martial body realm cultivator to beat a tier one beast? Uncle Lin quickly moved next to Xiaowei and grabbed his wrist. He released a bit of his King Realm qi into Xiaowei’s body. The qi slithered through Xiaowei’s body. It checked every single one of his meridian points and found traces of cultivated qi.
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“Stage 1 refinement cultivation qi? One meridian point opened?” question Uncle Lin. This speed is simply too frightening. Even Xiaotian with his speed took 5 days to open his first meridian points. Yet his son opened it overnight. Since, he knows for a fact that Xiaowei doesn’t even have the time the last two days to cultivate. Also the fact that Xiaowei can kill a tier one beast that was on the level of a initial-martial realm cultivator was simply just as astonishing. How much battle insight and battle sense does a person need to do that.
Given the fact the tier one beast had twice his speed just simply keeping your eyes focus on it would be a challenge never mind beating it. Sure he had a heaven level qi knife with him but a weapon was still just a weapon. An expert with a stone can still kill an amateur with a sword, gun, and spear. Just these facts added together were telling Lin that this kid’s future will be greater than his little brother Xiaotian.
“What?” cried out Ming, “did you say he open one meridian point already?” Ming also sent his heaven chi into Fei’s body. Amazing Ming thought. What takes others weeks or months took this kid overnight. Then he thought of the squirrel. Then he began to connect the dots.
He finally remembered how an Asura trains and this astonishment turns to fear.
Lin expression also began to turn to that of fear. He wasn’t afraid of Xiaowei but the thought of an Asura training speed. If there were ten of them together wouldn’t they be invincible?
He quickly suppresses those thoughts and stares back at Xiaowei.
“Xiaowei later come to the study office. Ming and I have something from your father and mother that we should give you before you leave. Also as you know you have a special body and there is a special way to cultivate it. We will explain the details further in the office,” Lin instructed. He was began to grow excited. This gamble of his is really on a whole new level.
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“Rest well. I will have your aunt bring you some nutrient soup later. Try to rest your body” instructed Ming. Knowing he was safe gave Ming a sense of relief. He will have to figure out how a tier one beast was able to hide and sneak his way into the house. Even if it was able to hide it’s aura it would still not be able to get pass all the formations that were laid down around the house. Also the security cameras would have picked up on suspicious activity. Did one of the family members try to kill him? Ming wondered.
“Thank you Uncle Ming and Uncle Lin. I will rest well and get back to top condition soon” reassured Xiaowei.
“Good boy. Ming and I will leave for now.”
Both Lin and Ming walked out of the hospital. Xiaowei looked out of the window. He is going to miss this place. It was the only home he knew since growing up. The friends he made here and the relationships he had with his family would all become nonexistent soon.
All that will disappear. I will be all alone Xiaowei thought. I wonder what life would be like pass these walls. Will it be like the one he has now or will it be harsh like some of the shows he seen his Aunt watch on tv.
All these thoughts bothered Xiaowei but one truth stood above all else. He will return. He might be leaving but he will come back. Maybe not today or tomorrow but one day he will. He might not care about the family as a whole but those close to him he wasn't willing to severe his bonds with. He looked around and seeing that nothing excites him. He began to study the instructions on the book he got two days ago.
Close your eyes and relax your mind. Feel the flow of nature around you. Interweave your fingers and connect the two thumbs. Now focus on the dantian and rotate it around in a clockwise movement. Let your body accept those energy but make sure you open one meridian point first or else your speed will be extremely slow.
The qi seems to cover his whole skin, but only a little tiny drop was cultivated at one time. He did this for about seven hours. In those seven hours he felt like he didn’t even cultivate enough energy to fill a pint size cup. Is it because I only have one meridian point open? He wondered. The one at his stomach was opened. This was the first one that’s supposed to be open. The next would be the lung one. After that would be the heart.
In the book it told him to focus his mind on the meridian point he wants to open. Then cultivate the qi in the air but make sure all the air qi is flowing into that meridian point. Also if this is your second meridian point is opened too focus your qi at it too.
Xiaowei followed the instructions in the book step by step but there were no improvements at all. It was like digging a tunnel through the mountain with a small spoon. The kind of spoon you use to drink soup with. A task that is simply impossible. The book said this task should be as hard as drilling a hole through the tree with a spoon but this is simply unbelievable. Xiaowei felt that the book is a big fat retarded liar. Xiaowei couldn’t even leave an extremely small dent in it. The qi that hits it just bounces off. It was similar to throwing jello at a steel wall and trying to make a dent on it. Just simply impossible. Xiaowei pissed at the result decides to just sleep on. He has always been able to come up with new ideas or solve his problems when he sleeps. Maybe this was one of them too.
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