Chapter 4 Chapter Absorbing the Spiritual Qi into the Body

In the big hall of the Marquis Mansion.

A silly little chubby man was eating with his head buried in his hands.

A man dressed as a blacksmith was admiring the furniture in the house.

"The food smells so good! Dad, eat quickly! Bid brother is coming back to collect money!"

The little chubby man looked up from his mountain of rice and slurred.

"What money! He gave you a candied fruit and asked you for two taels of silver. Don't you remember how much money have you been cheated by him since you were a child?! From now on this is your home, everything in the Marquis Mansion is yours!"

The blacksmith man corrected in exasperation, "Also, Yun Que is not your big brother, I only have you, my stupid son."

The little chubby man scratched his head and said, "Oh, I know... but this is the Marquis Mansion, the bid brother is the marquis!"

The blacksmith man patiently said, "The land deed is in my hand, the Marquis Mansion has changed owners, and you, are the new owner of the Marquis Mansion."

Little chubby man scratched his head again and said, "I see! I'm Marquis's son, and Dad is Marquis's Dad! Bid brother is the Marquis , so he is my Grandpa!"

The blacksmith man covered his forehead helplessly.

There was a clunk.

The door of the Marquis Mansion was kicked open, and the white-clothed young man entered with a long stride.

"Grandpa is back! Dad, let's hide, this meal must be so expensive!"

The little chubby man panicked and hid his round head under the table, his whole body outside.

"Son, you'd better call him big brother." The blacksmith man was helpless.

At least call him big brother, he wouldn't lose his face.

Seeing Yun Que sitting directly on the main seat, the blacksmith man said with a stern face, "Marquis Yun has forgotten that this is no longer your residence."

Clang.

The two broken swords were thrown on the ground.

"See it yourself, your broken sword didn't work at all, it can't block the sword qi of the Sword Trial Building."

"No way!"

The blacksmith man was surprised and said, "The intact lower-grade magic weapon coupled with your stance is enough to block three sword baptisms from the Sword Trial Building."

The little chubby man got out from the table, suddenly became smart for a second, and said,

"Bid brother! Father said we're taking over the Marquis Mansion, so you're homeless!"

Yun Que kicked the little chubby boy away and sneered,

"As the first-rate sword maker of the Country Yan, could you also renege on your debt! Just answer me, is this the sword I exchanged with you for the Marquis Mansion."

"Yes."

"Did it break?"

"yes."

"My land deed."

The blacksmith man looked at the broken sword and silently handed back the land deed.

"I, Hu Tieshan, have always been a man of my word; my sword can be broken, but not my reputation."

Yun Que ordered the banquet to be rearranged after retrieving the land deed.

He was going to have a good feast, his stomach had been empty after going to the Sword Trial Building early in the morning.

"Bid brother! Did you succeed in going to the sword competition today?" Little chubby boy said with curiosity.

"Just a piece of cake."

Yun Que was in a good mood and casually threw out the Sword Palace token.

"Yu are awesome!"

The little chubby boy held the token and looked left and right, and was soon attracted to the meal, and his saliva flowed all over the floor.

"Brilliant, that's the second meal, isn't it?"

Yun Que knocked on the desktop and counted, "For two meals, you ate at least thirty of dishes, each dish is one or two taels of silver, so calculate it, how much money you should pay me."

"Thirty taels! I'll get the money when my father isn't home!"

The little chubby boy named Hu Congming forgot that his dad was right across the street, and he was so angry that Hu Tieshan's face turned blue.

"Forget it, I won't charge you this time, just eat whatever you want."

Yun Que glanced at Hu Tieshan and pointed out, "I am not a miser."

The blacksmith and his son were neighbors of Yun Que.

Hu Congming grew up by Yun Que's side, and although he often cheated him, Yun Que has always been good to the little chubby boy.

Ever since he was a kid, he had helped the stupid kid in hundreds of fights.

In fact,Yun Que didn't lack of money, he was targeting Hu Tieshan only.

As a famous sword maker in Country Yan, Hu Tieshan had a great friendship with Yun Que's father, and as the two families were neighbors, they always had a good relationship.

However, in these five years, Yun Que had gone through a lot of trouble and ended up taking out the entire Marquis Mansion before barely exchanging it from Hu Tieshan for a lower-grade magic weapon.

If he didn't have a magic weapon, he wouldn't even be able to enter the Sword Trial Building.

In Yun Que's impression, Hu Tieshan, the sword master of Country Yan, was a complete snob.

"How did you get through the Sword Trial Tower?"

Hu Tieshan looked at the Sword Palace token on the table and asked with a frown.

"None of your business."

Yun Que did not have the good tone to say, "Congming can eat and drink for free, you can't, a cup of wine in the Marquis House, cost a hundred taels of silver."

If in normal times, Hu Tieshan would have been so angry that he would have clapped his hands and walked away.

But he actually sat down this time, poured himself a glass of wine, and sipped it slowly.

"You're going to the Sword Palace?"

"Without going to the Sword Palace to cultivate the sword, when will I find out the cause of my father's death."

Hu Tieshan wasn't talking, memories flashed in his lowered eyes.

"Did you think, I was being petty."

Hu Tieshan was silent for a long time and said, "Lower-grade magic artifacts are not considered precious to me, do you know why I refused to give you a sword that could break through the Sword Trial Building all these years."

"People are cold and the world is cold."

Yun Que uttered a few cold words.

Hu Tieshan suddenly laughed, helplessly and bitterly.

"I didn't give you a magic weapon because you don't have a spiritual root, you're not destined to walk the path of cultivation."

Hu Tieshan said with a straight face,

"The Sword Trial Building is only the initial entry test, with hundreds of people passing every year, and if you want to become a core disciple of the Sword Palace and cultivate the Sword Dao techniques, you need to pass the Spiritual Roots test before you can do so; without Spiritual Roots, you are doomed to have no connection with cultivation, and you will stop at a martial arts master in your life at best."

Hu Tieshan sighed.

"Martial arts masters, it do stand out from the mortal. But it is far less than the cultivators, who can take the head of the Martial arts masters a hundred paces away once their sword is out."

Yun Que heard about spiritual roots for the first time and was surprised, "Why can't I become a cultivator without spiritual roots?"

"Spiritual root, is the fundamental for the operation of the spiritual qi. You can not communicate the spiritual qi without the spiritual root, no matter how talented you are."

"How do you know I don't have a spiritual root?"

"I knew that when you were a child, if not, why did your father, as a first-rate expert in Country Yan, never taught you to cultivate? It's because he knew long ago that his son wouldn't be able to become a cultivator in this lifetime."

Hu Tieshan looked deeply at Yun Que and sighed tersely,

"Instead of struggling in the martial arts path and not seeing any hope, it would be better to be a prodigal marquis and enjoy a life of mediocrity."

"I don't believe it!"

Clatter.

The table was overturned by Yun Que

Hu Tieshan drank the last half cup of wine and left.

Even the silly little chubby boy sensed that Yun Que was in a bad mood and ran out of the Marquis Mansion after his dad.

"An Ordinary Life... But I am not reconciled!"

Yun Que growled heavily.

The truth spoken by Hu Tieshan was hard for him to accept.

He was planning to join the Sword Palace and practice the Way of Sword, so that he could go to Hanshui City to find out the cause of his father's death in the future when he became successful.

He had worked hard for five years, but in return, he was unable to cultivate.

He is not willing!

Calm down, Yun Que looked through the Mind Techniques of the Qi Refining Stage left by the Sword Palace emissary and quickly immersed himself in it.

Even if he didn't have a spiritual root, he still had to give it a try.

All the roads in the world were made by people, and the cultivation road, was also a road.

Where there is a will, there is a way!

The techniques of qi refining was somewhat obscure, and Niu Bucai had labeled his experiences at the back of the heart method, which was equivalent to a detailed instruction.

With Yun Que's intelligence, he grasped the knack of the first layer of Qi Refining after nightfall.

Unfortunately, when he running the Techniques, he could not feel any heaven and earth qi.

Multiple attempts were made in succession with the same result.

It seemed that he really didn't have a spiritual root.

Disappointed, Yun Que planned to try again, and could only give up if he couldn't.

It was that last attempt that gave him a special sense of qi.

Yun Que closed his eyes and furrowed his brows.

The qi he could feel was not quite like common qi.

Qi existed between heaven and earth and should be in the form of a fine cloud that floated around.

There were only three of the so-called qi in Yun Que's perception, right in front of him, and they were stationary!

What was that?

Open his eyes, there was nothing else in front of him except for the storage bag, the mental techniques, and the three sword talismans.

"Sword talisman?"

Yun Que re-perceived and determined that the qi he felt came from the sword talisman!

What kind of sense was that?

Sword talismans were a type of talisman, a weapon of attack, and it wasn't like they were spirit stones specialized in storing qi.

It was never heard that people could take in qi from a sword talisman to cultivate.

Whatever.

Yun Que put his heart on the line, picked up the two sword talismans, and operated his mind.

The magic happened.

The two sword talismans dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, two special qi were injected into his body.

Absorbing the spiritual qi into the body!

The most crucial first step of the cwas easily and bizarrely passed by Yun Que.