The next morning, Ling had returned to the mansion, his robe tattered in every place. Made him look like a country bumpkin.
Unfortunately, Fang Zheng was already at the courtyard, practicing his Qing Gong to breathe the Qi Energy in the surrounding into his body.
At the same time, all sorts of energies were being drawn to Fang Zheng's body following each movement.
Although Fang Zheng's move with such grace and fluidity, Ling could feel the immense Qi Energy was being drawn from all directions. If only he was an Earth Realm Cultivator, he could perceive the colorful energy that surrounds him.
Fang Zheng paused his practice as Ling showed up at the courtyard, glanced at his disciple's constitution.
'Eight Stage Body Foundation?!' Fang Zheng was shocked after he perceives Ling's cultivation. 'This kid will surely become a terrifying monster one day.'
"G-Good morning, Fang Zheng, Shifu!" Ling bowed ninety degrees before him.
"Just returned from your hunt?" asked Fang Zheng calmly.
"Y-yes, Shifu!"
"You have encountered a big game, I see."
Ling felt really awkward in front of Fang Zheng, he couldn't lie nor deny what happened last night since he had caused quite the commotion.
"Yes, it was a Four Winged Eagle Spirit Beast! I was fortunate enough to survive the night!" said Ling, he was not fully sincere to his words and yet not lying either.
Fang Zheng, glared at Ling to confirm his statement. From his haggard looks, Fang Zheng was certain that Ling told the truth.
He could have raised his voice towards this troublemaker disciple, but he doesn't want to lose his temper in the early morning.
He let out a heavy sigh, "Clean yourself and begin your training already!"
"Y-yes, Shifu!"
***
After Ling rang the massive Bell of Heavenly Dragon for twenty times, he looked to the left and right, wondering why Qiqi was not at the courtyard to train.
"Dare I ask, Shifu. Where is Qiqi?"
Fang Zheng exhaling a long sigh, answering Ling's question while maintaining his cultivation form. "She's in her seclusion now, learning a book skill to break through to the Seventh Stage Body Foundation."
"Eh… is that so?"
"Instead of worrying other's, how about learning this Battle Skill." Fang Zheng took out a book from his Spatial Ring, threw it to Ling.
Ling caught the book in mid air, his eyes widened as he read the tittle of the book.
"Heaven Defying Spear?! This must be very powerful Battle Skill!"
"Yes, indeed. Pay close attention to what I am about to show you."
"This disciple shall accept your teaching!" Ling immediately sat cross legged, his eyes peeled wide, not even blinked.
Thus, after he took a wooden staff from the weapons stand, Fang Zheng began the first rite of the Battle Skill.
Ling's eyes widened in awe as Fang Zheng's movements became a blur of fluidity and grace. With each step, the master seemed to merge with the spear, becoming one with the weapon. His body swayed with an otherworldly rhythm, his every action a testament to his mastery.
The young disciple's breath quickened as he witnessed the incredible display before him. He could feel the energy in the air shifting, crackling with a power beyond comprehension.
As Fang Zheng twirled and thrust the spear with unparalleled precision, the very ground seemed to tremble in response.
Fang Zheng didn't even use his Qi, he only relies on his sheer physical strength. If he demonstrated the Battle Skill along with his Qi Energy, the result would be catastrophic!
"Did you get it?" asked Fang Zheng.
"Yes! Shifu! I have memorized all of the movements perfectly inside my mind. But mastering those moves would take me at least a year or so!"
"Hehe! Don't be so hasty, kid. I know you can master this technique when your body is ready."
Ling bowed sincerely, as well as hiding his smirk of excitement. 'This Battle Skill has so much potential! In my previous life skill this strong would have upheave the martial society! I have to master it as soon as possible.'
A few days later.
When Ling and Fang Zheng were having their meditation session in the evening, a sudden surge of energy erupted from Qiqi's seclusion room.
Huge ice crystals bloomed wildly, destroyed the wooden wall and whatnot.
"Qiqi!"
Ling and Fang Zheng immediately sprang from his position, forgetting all of the progress that they made in that session.
Ling broke the sliding door without any thought and found Qiqi was already in a sorry state.
Her long black hair had turned into silver-white and silky hair. Her vixen tail had grown longer and fluffier.
"By the gods, what has happened here!"
"Don't touch her, or you'll get frostbite!" Fang Zheng warned him sternly.
Ling abided by Fang Zheng's words and stepped aside to make some room.
"Shifu, is she going to be okay?"
Fang Zheng sighed after checking on her condition. "She'll be okay. Her cultivation breakthrough had broken the seal and revealed her truest form."
"True form? Just… what is she, truly?"
"That's not your concern!" Fang Zheng suddenly lashed on him. "If you still want to be by her side, you must not mention this incident!"
"I-I understand, Shifu!"
Ling bowed ninety degrees. He's grateful that Fang Zheng didn't kill him immediately.
Whatever or whoever she was, Ling's certain that she must have a super powerful background that can not be disclosed to an insignificant figure like him. He completely understands that.
"Good! Now leave at once and forget what happened here."
Fang Zheng quickly used his ability to disperse the ice crystals. Covering Qiqi's body with a blanket and began to infusing his Yang Qi to Qiqi's body to balance her Qi Deviation.
After a while, Qiqi had returned to her usual form, dark haired and her furry tail also shrunk.
She groaned when the heat of the Yang Qi circulating inside her, a familiar feelings seeped deeply.
"Father, mother?" The little vixen babbled faintly.
"No, it's me." Fang Zheng replied.
"Shifu? What happened to me?"
"I will explain when your Qi had recovered. Focus on channeling your Yin Qi and balance your constitution."
"I understand, Shifu."