Martial Saint through Reading
Chapter 341 - 271: Lower Realm Five Meridians! Early Bone Marrow Cleansing!
"Someone went to report to the officials but disappeared before they even entered the Qin Capital."
"Even if they reached the Qin Capital and reported it, the official was upright and stood up for the people, yet in the end, the upright official became a corrupt one..."
As he said this, Ji Wujiang’s tone slightly changed.
"How laughable, truly laughable."
It sounded like a sigh, yet also like self-mockery. He slowly walked over and stared at the tomb without a gravestone, lost in thought.
At this moment, the unconscious little girl woke up.
"Mother... mother..." Xiao Yu Zi looked around, finally resting her gaze on Ji Wujiang, "Uncle Ji, where is my mother?"
"Big brother, put me down, where is my mother?"
Chu Ming set the little girl down and stood to the side.
"Xiao Yu Zi, your mother went to look for food. These days, you can stay with me," Ji Wujiang beckoned to Xiao Yu Zi.
The little girl paused, then spoke to Chu Ming, "Thank you, big brother. When my mother comes back, she will definitely return the meat slices to you."
Then, she walked over to Ji Wujiang, pulling on his tattered robe, her eyes seemingly filled with hope.
Ji Wujiang looked at Chu Ming and said in a deep voice, "One day, if you want to investigate anything, you can find me in the shack area."
He held the little girl’s hand and slowly left.
"By the way, my name is Ji Wujiang."
Chu Ming watched the pair, one tall and one young, depart, feeling a quiet wariness in his heart.
Investigate?
This person...
Chu Ming originally thought this person was an official in the Qin Capital, standing up for the people, yet he ended up being stripped of his rank.
But the final word ’investigate’ left him both surprised and suspicious.
Investigate what?
Investigate a case?
But only officials can investigate cases!
With his martial world attire, how could he be linked to officials?
"Ji Wujiang..."
This person must not be simple, likely having already seen through his identity.
The Qin Capital is truly deserving of its reputation, a place where hidden talents and masters reside!
Chu Ming concealed himself and vanished from the spot.
...
In the center of the shack area.
"Xiao Yu Zi, do you want to eat meat every day?"
Ji Wujiang sat under a wind-leaking straw hut, somehow extracting clean bowls and chopsticks, filled to the brim with rice and dishes.
"I... gulp... want..." Xiao Yu Zi’s throat moved.
"If I teach you martial arts and literacy, you can eat meat every day in the future."
"Uncle Ji, you must not lie."
"I never lie."
"Then I will learn."
Ji Wujiang nodded slightly and turned to enter the straw hut.
"Come in."
Inside the dilapidated straw hut, though gaps were everywhere, it wasn’t cold at all.
Under the light of two candles, there was actually a small desk with a few books, ink, and paper on it.
"Eat here. Finish, then learn to read."
Ji Wujiang sat at the table, slowly straightening his back, and raised his head.
His disheveled hair sagged behind his ears, revealing his face.
It was a dust-covered, slightly hollow-eyed middle-aged face, with eyes appearing deep and profound under the candlelight.
"Interesting, not yet seventeen years old, already connecting the Third Meridian of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians..." He picked up a brush, dipped it in ink, and slowly wrote something on the paper.
"Uncle Ji, what are you saying?"
"Hehe, nothing."
"..."
...
At Yunwu Mountain Villa.
As soon as Chu Ming returned, Jiang Zhan and Meng Zhen surrounded him.
"Senior Brother Chu, how was it, did you see the master?"
Chu Ming shook his head, "The guards at Xiang Mansion were too strict. I intended to see Xiao Wen, the Festival Envoy, to see if I could gather any information."
"And then?"
"Xiao Jieshi has gone to the Imperial City and will return tomorrow."
"...."
Upon hearing this, worry deepened on Jiang Zhan and Meng Zhen’s faces.
"Commander Jiang, Commander Meng, let’s eat something first."
Chu Ming took out the wine and meat he bought at Manxiang Tower.
Jiang Zhan’s face was full of concern, and Meng Zhen’s was no better.
"Eat something."
Chu Ming placed the food on the table, said nothing more, and returned to his room.
The depths of the waters in the Qin Capital are vast; I must hurry to improve my skills.
He sat cross-legged, closing his eyes slightly, as fragments continuously coalesced above the Cultivation Technique Lake in his Sea of Consciousness.
These fragments were part of the Red Flame Race’s Cultivation Technique "Red Flame Body Refining Technique," given to him by Hoong Ying, which could be cultivated to the lower realm of the Meridian Unlocking Realm.
Comprehend... optimize... deduce...
As fragments fell into the Cultivation Technique Lake, the lake water boiled.
The Mountain Scripture Lake and Book collection Lake both had water pouring in simultaneously.
In the center of the Cultivation Technique Lake, the seventh vortex formed, the eighth vortex slowly appearing.
Perhaps because it was the last meridian of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, the formation of the eighth vortex was more difficult than the previous seven.
The water boiled, countless bubbles surfaced on the lake, and the twelve small islands representing the Twelve Major Meridians in the center trembled slightly.
Above the Sea of Consciousness, under the scroll sky, storm clouds gathered, akin to the prelude of a tempest.
As time passed, the signs did not decrease but increased, as if the scroll sky could not bear the pressure from the four large lakes below, surging like ocean waves.
The boiling of the lake water in the Cultivation Technique Lake became increasingly intense, the eighth vortex still refusing to form.
Who knows how much time passed when the water in the Mountain and Sea Lake and Book collection Lake also began to boil, yet the water pouring into the Cultivation Technique Lake seemed to freeze, motionless.
In the end, even the water in the fourth lake, Primordial Qi Lake, had a boiling sign.
Within the Sea of Consciousness, the white Primordial Qi encompassed the steaming water vapor of the four large lakes, condensing piece by piece under the scroll sky.
Initially, the consolidated white Primordial Qi and water vapor resembled white clouds, but when the Primordial Qi Lake completely boiled, countless black substances like black rain poured from the scroll sky.
The black rain did not all fall, as the white clouds of the Primordial Qi Lake held all the black substances.
The white clouds turned into dark clouds, and then into ominous and terrifying black clouds.
Moments later, the black substances contaminated the masses of white clouds.
Simultaneously, Chu Ming’s skin visibly became white and lustrous, as smooth as jade.