"You kid, are you out of your mind, letting me hit you with this piece of wood?" Zhao Wuji looked at the little guy in front of him, never knowing he had such a quirk. Could it be that his brain got damaged when he went hunting for Spirit Ring? After all, who would let someone hit them with a few centimeters thick wooden board? If it's not his brain, then where is the problem?
"Teacher, I am experimenting to see if I can create a self-made spirit skill. Please help me." Zhao Wuji grinned. It just so happened that he also felt a bit itchy lately. Having a good target to hit was quite enjoyable.
"Then stand still, kid." Zhao Wuji didn't waste any words, he just picked up the wooden board and aimed it at Gu Yi.
"Come on, teacher." At this point, he wouldn't back out. He had already circulated his spirit power throughout his meridians. Although Zhao Wuji agreed to help him, he didn't hit too hard. After all, he was the teacher, and Gu Yi was also Flender's foster son. Morally and ethically, he couldn't hit too hard. What if Flender came back and held him accountable? Even though he was deliberately controlling it, there was still a whistling sound.
Bang!
The wooden board made intimate contact with Gu Yi's chest. The powerful force made him take a few steps back, feeling a bit breathless for a moment. If it weren't for the spirit power protecting him just now, this blow could have made him spit blood. But Gu Yi didn't feel any spirit power integrating into his body.
The first attempt failed.
"Again." Gu Yi wasn't someone who would easily give up. After adjusting his state, he stood against the wooden board again. Zhao Wuji didn't persuade him and continued hitting. The whole afternoon passed amidst the sound of collisions.
Puff!
Gu Yi knelt on the ground, spitting out some blood. The entire afternoon passed without any progress. Apart from helping him circulate blood and protect him, there was no permanent enhancement to his body. Gu Yi began to doubt his idea. If it were really possible to integrate spirit power into the body and transform it, someone would have discovered it long ago. There wouldn't be a limit on the years of practicing spirit rings for spirit masters.
"Are you alright, kid?" Zhao Wuji was also somewhat numb. What kind of monster was this kid? His physical fitness was unexpectedly good, enduring for so long. If Flender came back and saw this scene, it would be strange if he didn't started fighting with him.
Gu Yi shook his head. It was just some minor injuries. He just needed to spit out the blood.
"Thank you for your help, teacher. I'll take my leave." Gu Yi got up and politely bid farewell to Zhao Wuji before leaving. Zhao Wuji, who stayed behind, looked at the wooden board on the ground. He really didn't understand what kind of self-made spirit skill would require self-harm to cultivate. He really couldn't understand.
.....
After returning to his room, Gu Yi first put the medicines he had prepared earlier into the bathtub, accelerating the healing of his injuries through medicinal baths. At the same time, he didn't forget to practice his cultivation techniques. When the water cooled down, Gu Yi got out of the cold water. With the combination of the medicinal bath and spirit power, the injuries in his body had healed, and his body had even become slightly stronger.
Gu Yi put on his clothes and walked to the table, pondering over where the problem might lie. There was no inheritance, everything was based on imagination. The disparity between imagination and reality didn't need to be explained one by one. Gu Yi could only deduce based on his existing knowledge. Spirit power could enhance physical fitness, making people faster and stronger. But it couldn't strengthen the physical body to achieve permanent enhancement. There must be some key point that he overlooked.
The next day.
Gu Yi found Zhao Wuji again, but this time he tried a different approach. Last night, he soaked these wooden boards in medicinal baths, imbuing them with medicinal properties. Since there were no materials available now, he had to try little by little. sFailure is the mother of success.
Zhao Wuji looked at Gu Yi, who had come again, and really didn't understand what he wanted to do. For a self-made spirit skill that may or may not succeed, he didn't hesitate to hurt himself and endure severe pain to continue.
"Teacher, please help me again." Gu Yi looked firmly at Zhao Wuji. This was his Dao, the Dao of martial arts. He would never change his heart towards the Dao. Zhao Wuji was not easily swayed by emotions, but now he suddenly had an impulse to help him complete this self-made spirit skill.
"Alright, I'll help you." Taking the wooden board, Zhao Wuji felt that it was different. Heavier than yesterday, and with a hint of medicinal scent. It must have absorbed the medicinal scent after soaking in the medicinal bath all night. Zhao Wuji wasn't interested in these things. His own martial spirit and personality proved that he was not a meticulous and inquisitive person.
For half a month in a row, Gu Yi came to Zhao Wuji with a wooden board every day, not stopping until he was beaten to the point of spitting blood. But during these days, apart from his resistance to beatings getting stronger, there was no progress at all.
During this period, there were also some misunderstandings. A few days ago, when Flender came back and saw Gu Yi being beaten by Zhao Wuji with a wooden board, he got angry. He directly scolded, "You blind bear, I've been gone for a few days, and you dare to bully Gu Yi like this. I'll beat you." Flender happened to be flying back, not needing to reopen his martial spirit, and quickly punched Zhao Wuji. Although Zhao Wuji's strength and defense were strong, he was a bit clumsy in speed. Before he could explain, he was punched in the eye. Even though his martial spirit was activated, his eyes were still black and blue.
After Gu Yi explaining, Flender realized that he had made a mistake and quickly ran to apologize to Zhao Wuji. Zhao Wuji had a stern face and didn't give him a good look. He had done his best as a good person and as a teacher. He didn't want to get involved in the affairs of this father and son pair anymore in the future. Flender knew he was in the wrong and allowed Zhao Wuji to vent his anger.
"You brat, where did you learn this kind of self-created spirit technique." Flender looked at Zhao Wuji, who was exuding resentment, and suddenly turned his gaze to Gu Yi. Gu Yi understood the situation and nodded along with Flender. This matter was let go.
.....
"Teacher Zhao Wuji, I've come to seek advice again." Zhao Wuji was really tired, not physically, but mentally. This kid really didn't know what pain was. Zhao Wuji took up the wooden board as usual and struck Gu Yi with it.
After experiencing this beating for a while, Gu Yi was already very clear about this strength. He hadn't used his spirit power a few days ago and could feel the changes in his body. Although the wooden board only hit his skin, it still shook his meridians, that is, his martial spirit.
Flender stood by the window, listening to the continuous beating sound, and frowned slightly, really not understanding. Obviously, he hadn't accepted this method of self-created spirit technique yet. If Gu Yi's spirit power growth had fallen during this period, he would have stopped him long ago.
Thinking of this, Flender felt somewhat relieved. Although his student and adopted son was not born with full innate spirit power, his cultivation speed was getting faster and faster. After absorbing the spirit ring, he had already reached level 12 as a spirit master. In just half a month, he was about to advance to level 13.
(End of this chapter)