69: Shenque Perfection

On the way back to Ziwei Courtyard.

"Wei Lan, hold out your hand."

"What are you doing, Brother Qing? You're not going to hit me again, are you?" Wei Lan looked terrified and hid her hands behind her back.

Xiao Weiqing grumbled, "I'm putting medicine on you."

"Oh, right, Brother Qing, you have medicine."

Xiao Weiqing took out the medicine Zhao Jia had given him and applied it to Wei Lan. As the ointment was smeared onto Wei Lan's hands, the redness and swelling instantly subsided significantly.

Wei Lan squinted her eyes, "It's so cold, so comfortable."

"The other hand."

At this moment.

Fei Xiaobao squeaked, "Brother Qingge, put some on me too! Don't just focus on your Lan-meizi. Look, my hands look like pig trotters."

Xiao Weiqing slapped Fei Xiaobao's hand, "Get lost. If there's any left after I finish, you can have it."

Then Wei Lan applied it to Xiao Weiqing again.

Finally, there wasn't much medicine left, so he handed it directly to Fei Xiaobao.

Fei Xiaobao was overjoyed, "Thank you, thank you, Brother Qingge!"

Xiao Weiqing laughed and cursed, "Go to hell!"

"Come on, Dead Fatty, I'll put it on you."

"Really? You're being so kind?"

Zhuang Yu said, "Consider it compensation for the morning. I was a bit heavy-handed."

"Alright. Then be gentle."

Zhuang Yu took the ointment, "Hey, beauty!"

Fei Xiaobao turned his head, "Where? Where?"

"She ran away," Xiao Weiqing said.

"Where did the beauty run off to?"

"Zhuang Yu ran away."

Fei Xiaobao turned back, but Zhuang Yu was nowhere to be seen.

"My medicine!"

"Damn it, Zhuang Yu, I'm going to kill you!"

...In the afternoon.

"Ding!~"

"Clang!~"

"Your progress is unbelievable," Zhao Jia said to Xiao Weiqing, putting away his spear.

Xiao Weiqing replied, "That's because Teacher Zhao teaches well."

Zhao Jia shook his head, "If I truly taught well, those two wouldn't be here every day."

Zhou Dian: "..."

Liu Qi: "..."

Xiao Weiqing said, "I'm just learning some defensive techniques, which can't be compared to the seniors. I feel like the Trainees I Face in the Sky Ladder Real Combat aren't very strong, which has boosted my confidence."

Zhao Jia nodded, "That's one reason, but the main reason is your talent."

"Do you want to learn anything else?"

"No, Teacher Zhao. These are enough for me for a while. Next, I plan to spend more time in the Meditation Room and the Body Tempering Chamber."

"Hmm, don't bite off more than you can chew. At this stage, you still need to focus on the basics. After all, you are a Technique Cultivator, so don't put the cart before the horse."

Xiao Weiqing nodded, "Teacher Zhao is right. Thank you for your guidance these past few days."

"It's nothing. Come back whenever you want to learn something new. Oh, right, don't forget about Teacher Xing's matter. That Vampire was asking about it this morning."

Xiao Weiqing replied, "Yes, I plan to go the day after tomorrow."

"Just remember it. I won't keep you."

"Teacher Zhao, I'll take my leave."

Zhao Jia waved his hand.

After Xiao Weiqing left.

Zhao Jia roared, "You two, come over here! Look at Xiao Weiqing. He mastered Blocking techniques in less than half a month. What about you two? It's been a month, and you still haven't learned those few moves."

"Since you can't learn, I feel embarrassed taking your points."

"Then how about giving them back to us?"

"Get lost! Dream on."

"If you go out later, don't say you learned from me. You're embarrassing me..."

"Grab your weapons and come again."

The two men wore bitter expressions and attacked Zhao Jia with their weapons.

Returning to the Villa.

Wei Lan was already waiting, her Face full of anticipation.

Xiao Weiqing walked over.

Wei Lan walked a circle around Xiao Weiqing.

"What are you doing? I didn't get hurt much today."

"Huh?"

Wei Lan felt a wave of disappointment.

"..."

"I'm not hurt, and you're unhappy?"

Wei Lan quickly waved her hands, "No, no."

"It's just a little regrettable."

""

Xiao Weiqing's Face darkened... He went back, took a shower, and changed his clothes.

Xiao Weiqing and Wei Lan ate a meal, then went to the Spiritual Qi Room.

"Wei Lan, after you finish Cultivating Spiritual Qi later, go back by yourself first."

"Why? Didn't we always go back together before?" Wei Lan felt a bit disappointed.

Xiao Weiqing looked at Wei Lan, "I'll be a bit late tonight. I'm going to the Sixth Floor of the Spiritual Energy Tower."

"The Sixth Floor?"

Wei Lan's eyes widened, remembering what Li Ding had said earlier today.

"Brother Qing, are you saying..."

Xiao Weiqing nodded, "Don't tell anyone."

"Mhm."

Wei Lan nodded happily, "So Brother Qing's shenque acupoint is really about to reach Perfection! That's amazing."

"I'm going up. You keep working hard too."

"Mhm, I will." Wei Lan clenched her fists.

Arriving at the Sixth Floor.

The layout wasn't much different from the First to Fifth Floors, but the Trainees coming and going were all Second Year students.

Xiao Weiqing was the first First Year Trainee to reach the Sixth Floor, and the Cultivation Rooms on the Sixth Floor were relatively empty.

His Light Cyan School Uniform attracted many glances.

Xiao Weiqing found an empty Cultivation Room, swiped his Wristband, deducting five hours of Cultivation quota, plus 150 points.

"So expensive! The Spiritual Qi is only doubled, but the point consumption is 2.5 times that of the lower floors."

Calming his mind and balancing his Qi.

"I will Cultivate to Perfection in one go this time."

He wasted no time.

Xiao Weiqing sat cross-legged and began running the Qi Absorption Method of the Samadhi True Fire Spirit Refining Art.

Strands of Spiritual Qi continuously entered Xiao Weiqing's body, starting the Minor Heavenly Cycle from the shenque acupoint, returning to the shenque acupoint, and transforming into Xiao Weiqing's own Spiritual Qi.

The speed was incomparable to when he Cultivated downstairs. He could feel his divine palace constantly being filled.

One hour.

Two hours.

Until the fourth hour.

As the Spiritual Qi flowed through his body, Xiao Weiqing felt a slight swelling and pain in his divine palace.

"Hoo..."

"Finally, Perfection."

Walking out of the Cultivation Room, Xiao Weiqing thought for a moment and turned back.

"There's still one hour left; it would be a waste not to use it."

Sitting cross-legged, he began running the First Layer of the Samadhi True Fire Spirit Refining Art: Condensing Qi Fire.

At his current speed, he believed he could complete the Refinement of the Qi Fire within the next couple of days.

Time passed.

Xiao Weiqing only stopped when the Spiritual Energy Cultivation Room issued a prompt.

"809 strands."

"I'll continue back home."

With his divine palace now at Perfection, refining a Hundred Strands in one Cultivation session was not a problem.

Returning to the Villa.

Xiao Weiqing politely declined Wei Lan's invitation to go to Ziwei Pavilion to Play the Sky Ladder, choosing instead to stay in the Cultivation Room to continue refining Qi Fire.

"810."

"831."

"..."

"864."

Xiao Weiqing in the Cultivation Room opened his eyes, the Spiritual Qi around him dispersed, and it was already late night outside.

Wei Lan sent a message.

"Balcony."

Xiao Weiqing walked onto the Balcony and looked toward the adjacent Villa.

Wei Lan was wearing Pajamas, revealing her beautiful collarbones, the loose Pajamas unable to conceal her delicate figure.

It turned out the evening breeze had a shape.

"Brother Qing, I've entered the top 200."

Xiao Weiqing laughed, "Is that so? You still need to work hard. I made it into the Top 100."

Unexpectedly, Wei Lan covered her mouth and chuckled, "Brother Qing, you've already dropped out of the Top 100. The hundredth place now has nearly 4,000 points."

"More than half of the month has passed, and everyone is Pushing the Sky Ladder every day."

Xiao Weiqing smiled faintly, "The allure of points."

"It looks like I should Play the Sky Ladder once tomorrow too."

"Mhm. Everyone on the Forum says you have the strength to be in the Top 20. You can't let people look down on you. You're currently the Face of Luo Jiang Academy."

Xiao Weiqing gently shook his head, looking up at the sky, "Whether I'm the Face or not, it's not important. What's important is my own strength."

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