Chen Ping's Sword-Chapter 39: Seven Stars Step, Advancement

"Since Han Wushang regards the Primordial Golden Body Technique so highly, he certainly won’t pass it on easily. Even if he teaches it, he will leave out the most critical part, unless, unless..."

Gu Chen’s face showed hesitation.

"Unless you get the original secret manual of the Primordial Golden Body Technique, right?" Gao Yue’s eyes flashed a hint of amusement, "Don’t hurry, there’s more to the story. You don’t know, but Han Wushang indulges his only daughter Han Xiaoru, spoiling her dearly.

And this little girl just happens to particularly enjoy pursuing young heroes with handsome looks and strong prowess from famous schools.

It’s said that she even wrote a book listing the young talents in Jianghu and had several arguments about who was more heroic and who was stronger."

Gu Chen’s face changed drastically, finally understanding why his adoptive father chose him for this mission.

Handsome appearance.

Obtaining the secret manual...

A hint of struggle appeared on his face, but he soon calmed down.

Gao Yue sighed: "Don’t feel wronged. This Primordial Golden Body Technique, when cultivated to its extreme, grants boundless power and makes the body invulnerable.

Han Wushang has only reached the peak of the [Silver Body] realm, nearly mastering it to achieve the golden body. Regular grandmasters are no match for him."

Upon saying this, a flash of pain crossed Gao Yue’s eyes.

If Han Wushang hadn’t forcefully taken his love, his junior sister wouldn’t have suffered alongside him.

The most hateful thing is that I can’t even beat him...

Since ancient times, unrequited love is endlessly regrettable, and Gao Yue, for years, has been alone, determined to master the Sword Gang Convergence and openly cripple Han Wushang, then reclaim his junior sister...

"I won’t let you down."

Gu Chen bowed, his gaze resolute, and turned to leave.

His body moved lightly like a lynx, and with his robust physique, each step spanned three to four feet.

Clearly, his control over power had ingrained deeply, making his inner strength immensely powerful, concealing hidden force.

"Wait, when you achieve success, adoptive father will host a celebratory feast for you and pass down the ultimate skill [Seven Stars Falling into the Vast Sky].

Our master and disciple will revive the prestige of the Primordial Sword Sect, demonstrating to the world how formidable the Sword Gang Stream truly is."

Gu Chen went far away.

Gao Yue also slowly left the back garden.

Chen Ping’s mind felt dizzy, just as he felt his body drenched in sweat, he returned to the bedroom in the bungalow.

Opening his eyes, he saw a table, a stool, and a slanted simple bed.

He picked up the kettle on the table, poured a cup of cold water, and gulped it down... feeling both excited and somewhat disappointed.

How to describe this "Trace Origin and Steal Fortune" experience?

If claimed valuable, it did not enhance his cultivation even a bit.

Claiming it was worthless would be disingenuous.

Clearly, it pointed out the next cultivation path for his Qi Blood Martial Arts.

Additionally, it provided a viable entry method for apprenticeship.

Chen Ping couldn’t easily assess its worth.

But relying on his "pretty face" to deceive a little girl, gaining entry into the Primordial Martial Arts Hall for training—wasn’t that somewhat disreputable?

No wonder he clearly witnessed Gu Chen’s struggle during the "Trace Origin and Steal Fortune" process.

In a young person’s heart, there exists passionate blood, aspiring for a life of righteousness and untamed adventure in Jianghu.

At the start, it became seducing a girl to be an undercover, stealing the sect’s secret manual as a shameless thief—anyone would find it hard to reconcile.

Nevertheless, Gao Yue’s methods were masterful and his planning was well-thought-out.

Offering grace, helping in revenge, transmitting cultivation techniques, raising the person—it’s like nurturing a soldier for a thousand days to use them one time.

It didn’t allow Gu Chen to refuse.

...

From a long-term perspective, the consumption of Fortune Points this time was not a loss; it was quite profitable.

But in the short term, it was a bit of a trap.

Indeed it was a worthwhile opportunity, providing a bright path when his Qi Blood Martial Arts cultivation was at a standstill.

Yet, it didn’t improve his current strength much.

To apprentice and learn, he must settle this mess first.

At the very least, he must stabilize.

Otherwise, constantly being chased, lacking a secure sanctuary...

Who would willingly invite trouble even before accepting disciples?

’It’s unfortunate that I’ve run out of Fortune Points; otherwise, another "Trace Origin and Steal Fortune" might have allowed me to learn Chief Constable Wang’s "Great Stone-Throwing Hand", increasing a bit of my strength.’

With this thought crossing his mind, Chen Ping smiled self-deprecatingly.

Chief Constable Wang also practiced the Outer Sect Technique. Judging by the brightness of his aura, no matter what was learned, it wouldn’t greatly improve his own enhancement.

No need to consider Fortune Points further.

Better to use Tribulation Points to enhance "Seven Stars Step".

A flash in his mind.

Four Tribulation Points burned into brilliance, surging into his mind.

His heart and spirit abruptly shook.

His mind became remarkably clear.

Countless doubts and difficulties encountered during the stepping technique practice were unravelled one by one.

His heart gained many insights.

’So the rhythm in stepping technique advancement holds such subtlety. Following steps naturally, seemingly unintentional, this Seven Stars Step’s maneuver is not of deliberate action, but within non-action lies true intent.’

An invisible barrier in his mind suddenly unlocked.

Naturally, Chen Ping became immensely familiar with "Seven Stars Step", as if he had arduously practiced for three to five years, feeling no trace of unfamiliarity.

On the Spring and Autumn Silkworm attribute panel, the "Seven Stars Step" line quietly changed to [Proficient].

He didn’t forcefully control his joyful feelings, his body flowed like water, falling to the ground...

In the narrow room, shadows flickered.

Moving across the table, around the stool, on the bed, below the window, by the stairs...

All the clutter seemed incapable of hindering his movement at all; feeling light and unrestrained, his steps like floating clouds and flowing water.

In the adjacent hall, Hua Lian’er suddenly sensed something, turning her head to look.

Through the window lattice, she saw seven or eight figures, blurry and indistinguishable, akin to elves dancing under the moonlight.

"How can it be?"

Hua Lian’er spat out water, covering her mouth, unable to believe her eyes.

How long has it been?

Has he practiced "Seven Stars Step" to such a level already?

Remember, back when she practiced, it seemed it took a very long time, two or three years to barely achieve proficiency, stepping out the Seven Stars Illusion.

Although that shadow was just a remnant, far from reaching the authenticity where it’s indistinguishable after mastering "Seven Stars Step".

Yet, it was quite remarkable.

She remembered her mother once said that this stepping technique defies the natural body movements, making it extremely difficult to practice.

Once mastered, refining essence and qi, while strengthening the body, it accumulates inner qi, serving as the top foundational technique and the supreme dodging step.

Sharpening the axe won’t delay the work of chopping firewood...

As long as "Seven Stars Step" reaches Great Success, inner cultivation of true qi, externally strengthening blood qi. In the future, practicing any martial art would be effortless.

Zuo Duanshou watched the agile movement inside the window, a hint of envy flashed his eyes, soon returning to calm, gently stroking the Black Iron Short Spike in his hand.

Little Table and Little Stool both showed smiles on their faces.

Seventh Brother’s strength was getting stronger.

They felt a bit more secure too.

The days of hiding seem to be drawing to an end.