Comprehending Myriad Techniques as Woodcutter

Chapter 162: Chapter 137: Fourth Training

The spring sun was perfect, its rays warm and pleasant on the skin.

Xie Yuan bathed under the morning sun, meticulously striking the Golden Rooster Stands on One Leg pose—a stance from the Golden Bell Shield’s Arhat Piles.

He surged the Blood Qi throughout his body, using it to continuously wash over the bones beneath his muscles. After the Blood Qi was consumed, he would then constantly refine his vital blood to nourish new Blood Qi, repeating the cycle endlessly.

As his Blood Qi increased bit by bit, his bones also strengthened imperceptibly but surely. The progress displayed before him was a clear testament to this.

Xie Yuan nodded slightly. He slowly lowered his raised foot, squatted down slightly, and shifted into a horse-riding stance to continue practicing his Golden Bell Shield.

Inside the room, by the desk, Mu Chaoyun lifted her melon-seed-shaped face, fairer than frost and snow. Her limpid eyes glanced at the training Xie Yuan, a flicker of emotion in their depths.

’He’s actually quite diligent.’

And his comprehension wasn’t bad, either. He basically understood everything she explained instantly. Once he understood, he could do it. Once he could do it, he mastered it. He wouldn’t make the same mistake twice and could quickly apply what he learned.

This also made his rate of progress quite remarkable. Within a few days, he was already showing signs of breaking through to the Fourth Training, which surprised even her.

Her family had produced an endless stream of geniuses and brilliant talents in the past, but she had never seen anyone quite like him.

’In that case, the Celestial Cyan Fruit and those Spiritual Medicines weren’t a complete waste after all.’

Mu Chaoyun sighed softly. With only one last bottle remaining, her Spiritual Medicine was almost gone. She had none left for herself... and there would be no more.

But pouring them into him like this would maximize the medicinal effects of the Celestial Cyan Fruit and improve his natural aptitude.

The Celestial Cyan Fruit was a rare treasure. Although eating it raw could also produce the miraculous effect of a complete rebirth, its full potential could only be unleashed with the right supplements.

Xie Yuan had been consuming the Celestial Cyan Fruit for some time now, but much of its efficacy had settled in his body, not yet fully activated. By using up all her Spiritual Medicine, Mu Chaoyun had finally managed to reawaken the fruit’s residual power, allowing it to nourish Xie Yuan’s meridians and bones.

Once its effects were fully realized, it would be a true transformation, a complete rebirth, enough to turn an ordinary person with dull aptitude into a prodigy of the Martial Dao.

’And he thinks his own hard work and the pointers I gave him are what’s causing this miraculous effect...’

Mu Chaoyun’s gaze was deep and mysterious. ’Since he was able to consume the Celestial Cyan Fruit, then...’

’I can only hope the premonition wasn’t wrong, and that this investment is worth it.’

After finishing his morning practice, Xie Yuan followed their routine and brought back a large box of breakfast, which he and Mu Chaoyun enjoyed at the table by the window.

Outside the window were green trees and flower bushes, vibrant with life under the spring sun.

For several days now, Xie Yuan and Mu Chaoyun had spent eleven and a half of the day’s Twelve Hours together in the same room. During the remaining half an hour, Xie Yuan was out getting food or boiling water for her.

The two quickly grew accustomed to this routine. Mu Chaoyun used Xie Yuan’s bathtub and slept on his couch, and she was no longer fazed even when she heard him singing strange, folksy tunes in the courtyard while he bathed.

The power of habit is strong.

Xie Yuan, for his part, didn’t feel awkward about having a female Grandmaster in his courtyard. In fact, he was more than happy to have a free teacher. He, who had never taken care of anyone before, had become quite adept at serving tea, fetching water, bringing meals, and moving washbasins. Compared to Mu Chaoyun’s guidance, these chores were nothing. Anyone else would have been falling over themselves to treat this Grandmaster with the etiquette due from a disciple.

Besides, having this young and beautiful Grandmaster recuperating in his room was a pleasure to behold and brightened his mood every day. She was very easy on the eyes.

Xie Yuan must have stared at Mu Chaoyun for a little too long as she ate, because she paused slightly and said flatly:

"Is something wrong?"

"Nothing."

Xie Yuan averted his gaze and took a bite of the meat bun in his hand.

’Watching a beauty eat is a pleasure in itself. She’s so graceful.’

It was just that while she looked delicate and slender, her appetite was astonishing, and her eating efficiency was extremely high. For all her graceful bearing, she ate even faster than Xie Yuan.

If Xie Yuan stared, even for a moment, the plates in front of him would soon be empty, forcing him to focus on his food. It made him suspect Mu Chaoyun was doing it on purpose—if his eyes were going to wander, then he wouldn’t get to eat.

But according to Mu Chaoyun, the more nourishing food she ate, the faster her injuries would heal.

After breakfast, Xie Yuan cleaned up the food containers. Mu Chaoyun, moving with practiced ease, took out a tea caddy, boiled water, steeped some tea, and even poured a cup for him.

Xie Yuan had recently received a lot of tea, much of it of fine quality.

He couldn’t refuse these gifts. Some were even from outsiders who had used their connections to have the Escort Agency’s handymen slip them to him. Although Xie Yuan accepted them reluctantly, he couldn’t remember who had sent what.

Looking at the steaming fine tea in his cup, Xie Yuan offered a casual word of thanks, suddenly struck by a thought.

’Why does this feel a bit like a devoted married couple?’

He stole a glance at Mu Chaoyun. She was sitting casually by the window, sipping her tea with a tranquil expression. Her face, as clear as ice and snow, was bathed in the spring sunlight, seemingly surrounded by a halo of light.

Her injuries were gradually healing, and perhaps she was also growing accustomed to this place. She seemed much more at ease and had more vitality about her.

In the last couple of days, Xie Yuan felt that the aura of loneliness around Mu Chaoyun had noticeably faded.

She still didn’t talk much, mostly just answering whatever questions Xie Yuan asked. Aside from the Martial Dao, most of their interactions consisted of "Miss Mu, it’s time to eat," or "Miss Mu, your bath is ready"...

"Your Golden Bell Shield isn’t the best version among the various Buddhist schools, but it’s more than enough to support you to the Qi and Blood Metamorphosis Realm. As for your Inner Power, it follows a Daoist path. It’s balanced and moderate, with no special characteristics. Yet because of that, it can encompass all things, which is quite extraordinary. I just don’t know how far it can take you... But for now, just keep practicing it properly. There won’t be any issues."

Mu Chaoyun had spoken up suddenly. She then glanced at him.

"You should be training."

Xie Yuan could only silently retract his gaze. ’So this is her subtle way of telling me not to stare,’ he thought.

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