Chapter 429: Chapter 147: Spirit Awakening Realm, Fifth Heaven, and Great Success in the Twelve True Forms Fist; The Blood Curse Pursuit Arrives...

’Since I can’t find a suitable place in the city, I’ll stick to the original plan: leave town and find a location rich in Wind Spirits to continue my training.’

After bidding the manager farewell, Chu Fan, Zhao Tianxing, and the others started walking back.

Fatty and Jiang Yuanfan were still sighing over the one hundred thousand taels of silver, but Chu Fan’s thoughts were already completely immersed in his training plan.

Upon returning to the Seven Stars Gang headquarters, Chu Fan politely declined the offer from Fatty and the others to go drinking again, heading straight back to his own small courtyard instead.

He didn’t even stop to rest. Clearing his mind of all distractions, he immediately began practicing the Twelve True Forms Fist in his courtyard.

The agile Dragon Form, the mighty Tiger Form, the cunning Serpent Form, the unrestrained Horse Form...

The essence of the Twelve True Forms flowed through his fists and feet. The surging Primordial Qi in his body swelled in response, merging perfectly with his Fist Momentum.

[Twelve True Forms Fist Experience Points +6]

With every repetition, his understanding of this Combined Fist Technique deepened, and his Experience Points increased slowly but steadily.

Compared to practicing multiple fist techniques separately, focusing on the Twelve True Forms Fist was far more efficient.

Especially since his three foundational fist techniques had already reached the Perfection level and Broken their Limits, his training now felt remarkably smooth and natural, as if everything was falling perfectly into place.

He could clearly feel that with every punch, his muscle fibers were being tempered more efficiently.

His Primordial Qi surged through his widened meridians with increasing smoothness,

and his control over his power was growing more and more precise.

[Skill: Twelve True Forms Fist (Small Success) Progress: (866/1000) (Trait: Vajra Undying Body...)]

He trained from noon until sunset, and his Experience Points increased by another large chunk.

Breaking this new fist technique through to the Perfection level was much easier than it had been for the Twelve Forms Fist and the Extreme Night Cold Prison Hand.

Chu Fan stopped, feeling somewhat exhausted. He took out a Qi Gathering Pill and swallowed it.

The current Twelve True Forms Fist didn’t leave him feeling physically exhausted from circulating his energy, but the consumption of Primordial Qi was immense.

Even though he was already at the Fifth Heaven of the Spirit Awakening Realm, a single morning or afternoon of this training would nearly deplete his Primordial Qi.

’But the greater the consumption, the more it proves how powerful this fist technique is!’

It made him feel like he couldn’t stop.

After resting for a moment and recovering a good portion of his Primordial Qi, Chu Fan resumed his practice of the Twelve True Forms Fist.

Time trickled by...

Just as the sky began to brighten at dawn, he finally stopped, retrieved a saber from his Sumeru Ring, strapped it to his back, and headed out of the city.

[Twelve True Forms Fist (Great Success) Progress: (695/2500)]

’A whole night of training has really paid off. I’ve actually pushed the Twelve True Forms Fist straight to the Great Success realm!’

’But now, it’s time to work on the Nine Heavens Wind Mastery Scripture.’

...

The morning mist, like a pale cyan veil, enveloped Qing Province City as it slowly awoke.

The Profound Patterns carved into the city walls glinted with fine silver light in the faint dawn, making the great city appear both ancient and suffused with Spiritual Qi.

The bronze bells on the gatehouse tower, stirred by the morning breeze, chimed through the thin fog, their sounds mingling with the calls of vendors in the early market at the foot of the walls.

Farmers carrying poles laden with spiritual vegetables entered the city, their footsteps echoing on the dew-kissed bluestone paths. The Dew-Condensing Grass in their bamboo baskets was still dotted with crystalline morning dewdrops, which refracted a faint Spiritual Light in the growing daylight.

A few low-level Cultivators dressed in practical attire and carrying Magic Artifact Pouches hurried past, the Magic Tokens at their waists clinking crisply. Their auras, tinged with a sparse Spiritual Qi, blended curiously with the worldly hustle and bustle of the market.

Chu Fan walked out of the city gate, heading for the great mountains due south.

Meanwhile...

In an inn back in Qing Province City, Mo Yunzi suddenly startled awake.

She sat bolt upright, and a circular disk slid out from her sleeve.

On the disk, two points of light—one red, one green—were clearly visible. The red dot was already far from Qing Province City, and the green dot had just left the city as well!

’Dammit...’

’After waiting for you for more than half a month, you’ve finally left the city!’

Mo Yunzi shot out of the room like a whirlwind, heading straight for the South City gate of Qing Province.