History Has Fallen Ill

Chapter 63: Power Enhancement, Martial Way of Flesh and Blood

Qing Shi Building, fifth floor,

In a sealed room.

"Zhao Yinman, I'm coming. Are you ready?"

"Mhm, go hard. Don’t mind how I feel."

"Alright, then I’ll give it my all!"

As soon as the words fell,

Inside the cultivation room, Jiang Yan, dressed in a black martial arts uniform, bent his legs and suddenly kicked off. His figure shot out like a cannonball and appeared before Zhao Yinman in an instant, raising his hand for a cannon punch.

The force of his energy was ferocious, unstoppable like a breaking bamboo!

However, Zhao Yinman blocked it with her forearms, changed her stance, and twisted around his arms like a snake. Then she forcefully pressed down, dragging his center of gravity downward.

Jiang Yan instinctively exerted force to lift her, but Zhao Yinman used the momentum to leap, twisting her waist and hips, suddenly swinging sideways with a whip kick like a dragon’s tail. Her unshod fair jade foot struck his left temple.

Buzz!

Golden light rippled across Jiang Yan’s body surface, deflecting the attack.

"Rabbit kicks eagle."

Seeing this, Zhao Yinman used the momentum in the air, her skirt fluttering, and lunged straight at his face.

Still, it was blocked by the golden light!

Jiang Yan grinned, while Zhao Yinman calmly said:

"Don't let your guard down!"

The next second, he saw talismans fly out from beneath her skirt, their patterns writhing like dragons and snakes, crackling with arcs of electricity.

"Thunderburst Talisman!"

Boom!

The talisman suddenly exploded, accompanied by a terrifying impact that stirred up a sky full of dust. Electric arcs danced within.

Zhao Yinman moved, flipping in midair and landing steadily.

With a casual wave, dozens of Thunderburst Talismans surged like a river, continuously exploding within the dust cloud.

The rumbling was unending.

Fortunately, the cultivation room was soundproofed; otherwise, all of Pan’an County would panic, thinking the gas pipes had exploded.

She stared into the dust, ceasing her movements, her crimson eyes calm like still water.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

In the next second, golden light burst forth, raising a gust of wind and blowing the dust away.

Jiang Yan stood unscathed. The golden light hovered a foot from his body, forming a barrier like a golden seal.

At this moment, the proficiency of the Vajravārāhī Seal had already broken through the proficient level, reaching Control Level 58%.

Combat truly was the fastest way to improve!

Especially with the intelligence enhancement of skill offspring, the efficiency of idle cultivation was increasing rapidly. He estimated it would soon reach the Perfect Level.

In just half a month, he had surpassed the decades of hard work of others.

Still unsatisfied, Jiang Yan said, "Why’d you stop? I haven’t reached my limit yet."

In response, Zhao Yinman extended her fair little hand and said blandly:

"The sparring package you bought only includes thirty Thunderburst Talismans. Continuing will require an additional payment."

"That said, I am a bit tired now."

Jiang Yan gave a few dry laughs and changed the subject.

Kidding—sparring cost three contribution points each time, which converted to ninety thousand yuan in cash.

What kind of household could afford such extravagance?

Especially the Thunderburst Talismans, which averaged three thousand each. But Jiang Yan had seen the procurement sheet for Supernatural-grade Yellow Talismans; their base price was two hundred each. Even including specially prepared cinnabar, the cost was at most three hundred.

Yet the resale was ten times the cost, even at a colleague's rate.

Last time, Divine Sakura Bio owed Zhao Yinman four talismans. Jiang Yan had her report it as thirty talismans and reimbursed eighty percent.

With this give and take, they earned four extra talismans.

Seeing this made Jiang Yan envious. He too wanted to start some profitable cultivation-related trade.

Zhao Yinman gave a soft "Mhm" and continued, "Your foundation and bones are top-tier, and your perception is astonishing. You mastered the Great Ape Stance and Coiling Dragon Stance after seeing them just once, but your combat experience is lacking.

The martial arts of flesh and blood produced from the Republican Era Instances, although inferior to spell techniques, have stances, breathing methods, and moves that can effectively excavate the body's hidden potential.

Even in certain Diseased Domains where spell techniques are forbidden, one can still maintain powerful combat strength."

"Thank you for your effort."

Jiang Yan nodded in agreement. This was exactly why he was willing to pay to find humanoid machines or zombies.

Even if she took money, she actually got things done!

These past few days, Zhao Yinman not only sparred with him, but also taught him many stances, martial arts, and breathing techniques. With the extraordinary perception of the Heart Monkey bloodline, he integrated them and created a skill called Beginner Martial Way of Flesh and Blood.

He tossed it to the Dual-headed Shadow-Eating Serpent for fusion.

Its proficiency had also risen during this time, reaching Proficient Level 99%, just one step away from breaking through to the Control Level.

Skill proficiency is the understanding of a technique. It is just that the Historical Long River presents it in data form, as a benefit to the History Walker.

To break through to the Law Seed Stage, one must not only expand their Foundation Establishment Stage to the limit, but also elevate a skill to the Control Level, and then gather elemental qi matching the foundation attribute to gestate a spell into a Law.

After gathering qi, one cannot relax either.

Qi is the essence of rules. It fuses with the human body and may cause backlash if it fails.

The higher the proficiency, the lower the failure rate.

If it’s at Perfect Level, one can gestate a Law Seed with 100% success.

Jiang Yan curiously asked, "Are all Republican Era Instances gone now?"

Zhao Yinman nodded and said, "Most of them were swept clean by the founder of the Bureau of Historical Revision. A small portion sank into deep history. It’s because of this that the real world can remain safe.

Also, the Martial Arts of Flesh and Blood, along with remnants of various ancient schools, still have some survivors active in the real world. The related legacies are fully categorized under the Taisui of the Book Mountain. If you want to study them, you can exchange contribution points for access."

To wipe out an entire era singlehandedly.

Yet such an overbearing figure saw them as rising suns.

If given the chance, he really wanted to meet that person.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan asked, "Have you seen Old Ba lately?"

Seeing Zhao Yinman shake her head, Jiang Yan felt somewhat disappointed.

His original sparring partner was Old Ba. That way, he could take full advantage of his pretty girlfriend.

Unexpectedly, this guy had been elusive lately. Only in the cafeteria during meals could they occasionally bump into him. He always looked like a man suffering from kidney deficiency after too many late nights.

There haven’t been many missions recently in the Pan’an jurisdiction either. What’s he up to?

Speaking of which, Jiang Yan felt a bit frustrated. He came here after hearing there were endless Diseased Domain creatures to hunt. But after entering...

He ate at work, lived at work, and received a fifty-thousand yuan monthly salary. There weren’t even a few missions each month. He felt like he was rotting away.

Zhao Yinman also found it strange. Clearly, things used to be quite busy, but recently, Diseased Domain entries in Pan’an suddenly became much fewer.

So calm that it felt eerie.

Zhao Yinman could tell Jiang Yan was in dire need of money. Lately, she had also been trying hard to save.

As a zombie, she had little material desire. She simply wanted to use money to persuade Jiang Yan to let the Coffin Spirit sleep with her once.

She remembered Jiang Yan saying that was his family.

Zhao Yinman had no memories related to family and didn’t know what that felt like.

"It must be... very precious."

If she only offered a few hundred contribution points, he would probably think she wasn’t sincere and get angry.

So Zhao Yinman decided to save up five thousand contribution points before going to talk to Jiang Yan.

Sparring ended at noon, not because Jiang Yan ran out of money, but because the materials he spent most of his fortune on were scheduled to arrive that afternoon. He planned to go home and take a shower first.

In the room,

The Coffin Spirit and Little Celestial Ghost were watching TV together.

As both were offspring of the Dark God Embryo, they got along quite well.

The Coffin Spirit even acted like a big brother, shielding it behind him and saying:

"Don’t be afraid. Coffin Grandpa will protect you."

The Little Celestial Ghost nodded, touched, shrank its body back, turned its head, and hugged the treasured mirror tightly.

The Coffin Spirit secretly closed its eyes.

As long as I can’t see it, I won’t be scared!

Jiang Yan glanced at the screen, his expression turning strange. It was...

A Chinese ghost horror film.

Although that movie really was terrifying and a shadow of Jiang Yan’s childhood, come on—one was a Coffin Spirit, the other a Celestial Ghost.

Which of their real bodies wasn’t more terrifying than Chu Renmei?

Watching the two little ones closing their eyes to watch a horror movie, Jiang Yan took out the remote and turned off the TV.

So embarrassing!

Gurgle!

The Little Celestial Ghost saw its master return and immediately pounced, sitting on Jiang Yan’s shoulder, rubbing its head affectionately.

"All done?"

After a moment, the Coffin Spirit opened its eyes and saw the TV was off. Its eyes shifted, then noticed the meaningful gaze from its master.

At that moment,

The Coffin Spirit truly wished it could find a hole to crawl into and bury itself.

To hide its embarrassment, it quickly changed the subject:

"Master, I successfully gestated my first Underworld Treasure!"