It had been a week since Jun Wu had recovered, and he had been absorbing knowledge like a sponge. He never left his mansion, studying with fierce determination.
To understand the intricacies of the Jun clan, and the world he lived in, and to face his enemies, he knew he had to be prepared.
In addition, his vast wisdom granted him experience far beyond his years, and he understood the importance of patience.
With everyone still thinking he was mentally disabled, he couldn't miss such a rare opportunity to get stronger. Unfortunately, his enemies were more sinister than he had ever imagined.
In the courtyard, an old man with a head full of white hair, carrying a box, looked at the quiet Jun Wu and sighed.
"Sir, the young master cannot cultivate. I can't treat him," he said.
He was a renowned physician from Jade Spirit City.
His abilities were widely known, and people called him "The Healing Touch." With his hands, there was hardly any ailment he couldn't treat. Yet, he was helpless against Jun Wu's condition.
Mao Yun stared at the physician and asked, "Why? What is the problem?"
Zhang Me nodded. He too wanted to know why the son of the Jun clan could not cultivate. Even Jun Wu, who had been silently listening, was curious.
"I've heard rumors about a deadly poison that renders someone useless. The poison severs their meridians permanently," the physician spoke in a grave voice.
He was shocked when he detected such an inhuman poison in Jun Wu's body and couldn't fathom why anyone would poison him with something so deadly.
"Doctor, are you saying…?"
"Yes. The young master has been poisoned since he was a child," the physician confirmed with a nod.
Instantly, the atmosphere became heavy as the two retainers exchanged subtle glances. They had previously thought Jun Wu was simply unfortunate to be mentally disabled, but who would have expected that he had been poisoned?
They sucked in a cold breath and looked at Jun Wu from the corners of their eyes, only to see an emotionless expression.
'What kind of expression is that?!' they cried inwardly.
Still, they recovered quickly and turned to the physician.
"Doctor, is there anything you can do?" Mao Yun asked in a pleading tone.
The old man sighed heavily and shook his head. "There's nothing I can do. This is a deadly poison with no cure."
"Thank you for your time," Zhang Mei bowed. "Please, don't forget our agreement."
"You can rest assured, the secret is safe with me," the physician replied.
With that, Mao Yun followed the old man out, leaving the courtyard in silence.
Once the physician was gone, Jun Wu's previously vacant eyes regained clarity as he looked toward the horizon. The thought of being poisoned didn't shock him.
He had expected his family's enemies to try to root him out completely—and indeed, they had. However, he wasn't bothered. He began pondering how to circumvent his current predicament.
After a moment of contemplation, he stood and departed, leaving a simple command behind. "I'll be in my study. I do not want to be disturbed."
"Yes, young master," Zhang Mei responded with a bow.
Inside the study, Jun Wu squinted. He had just recovered from mental retardation, and now he was confronted with the revelation of a deadly poison destroying his meridians.
'There must be a solution in that old man's memories…' he mused, sinking his consciousness into the ancient being's memories.
Quickly, like a fast-moving film, memories flashed through his mind—cultivation techniques, martial skills, and other valuable knowledge. Suddenly, he saw a scene where the old man encountered an ancient book.
'Primordial Heavenly Formation.'
The 'Primordial Heavenly Formation' described how Heaven and Earth were vast arrays of formations, and to understand how Heaven worked, one had to cultivate the Primordial Heaven Meridian.
Unfortunately, cultivating the Primordial Heaven Meridian was easier said than done. Out of billions of people, only one might have the luck to cultivate it. Even then, the chances of progressing were slim.
In ancient times, it became the stuff of legends, lost in the river of time. Luckily, the old man had found the 'Primordial Heavenly Formation' in a ruin.
Unfortunately, he couldn't cultivate it himself but had kept it as a memento.
When Jun Wu saw the Primordial Heaven Meridian, he knew this was his opportunity.
Quickly, he grabbed a pen and began writing out the process of cultivating the Primordial Heaven Meridian on a piece of paper.
Ten minutes later, he stopped writing, noticing his body drenched in cold sweat. Trying to recall the process from the depths of his memory had been taxing on his mind.
Still, a bright smile crept across his face.
Holding the paper, his hand trembled with excitement. He knew this was a long shot, but he was willing to take the risk.
Suddenly, a notification echoed in his mind.
[Deduce the Primordial Heaven Meridian Technique?]
[Cost: 100 gold coins.]
'What?!'
Jun Wu was stunned. He had forgotten about the mysterious system since he had been busy with his studies and thoughts of cultivation.
But now, seeing the notification, a rare smile plastered his face. As a transmigrator, he knew this was his cheat.
'Others might not be able to cultivate the Primordial Heaven Meridian, but who says I can't?'
Filled with renewed vigor, he summoned his retainers.
"Get me one hundred gold coins," he commanded.
"Hmm!"
Mao Yun and Zhang Mei exclaimed in shock. One hundred gold coins was a huge sum, even for the Jun clan. But seeing Jun Wu's piercing gaze, they dared not refuse.
"Young master, your father did not give you such a large amount. He only left you with ten gold coins," Zhang Mei responded.
Jun Wu frowned. "I need one hundred gold coins immediately. How can I get it?"
The two retainers exchanged confused glances, not understanding why he needed so much money.
"Is there anything in this house you can sell to get me the money?" Jun Wu asked.
"Yes," Mao Yun nodded.
"Then what are you waiting for? Get to it immediately," he commanded, his voice filled with impatience.
"Yes… Yes…"
Quickly, the two men sprang into action, gathering some of the most expensive items in the mansion to sell.
An hour later…
Jun Wu sat in his study with a large pouch of gold coins in hand. Staring at the floating panel before him, he took a deep breath and said, "Deduce."
Instantly, the one hundred gold coins disappeared from the pouch, and a series of notifications appeared before him.
[Deducing…]
[Deducing completed.]
Immediately, a new, simplified version of the Primordial Heaven Meridian technique appeared in his mind, complete with annotations.
Previously, he hadn't understood much about the Primordial Heaven Meridian, but with this optimized version, he grasped its principles and the materials needed to cultivate it.
To cultivate the Primordial Heaven Meridian, he needed to create an artificial meridian on his body using beast blood.
Quickly, he commanded Mao Yun to acquire the most powerful beast blood from the market. Though the beasts available in the market couldn't compare to those in the Jun clan, they needed to be discreet.
Stripping naked, Jun Wu began drawing strange symbols on his body using the beast's blood. In a matter of minutes, his entire body was covered in symbols.
When the last symbol was connected, a pulsating sound echoed in his mind, but he didn't dwell on it too long.
He had just completed the first step, and the second step was the most crucial part of cultivating the Primordial Heaven Meridian.
Without hesitation, he stepped into the bathtub filled with beast blood and began running the cultivation technique.
Instantly, the beast's blood began to boil, steam permeating the air with a sizzling sound.
"Ahhh!"
Jun Wu groaned in pain, gritting his teeth as sweat poured down his forehead like a broken dam.
Deep within his body, earth-shaking changes were taking place as a new meridian was born.
This was no ordinary meridian—it was the Primordial Heaven Meridian, a legendary meridian that had not appeared in eons.
Three hours later, Jun Wu came out of the bathtub, his body pulsating with strong blood vitality, his muscles well-toned and proportional like an athlete.
Deep in his body, he could feel the existence of the primordial heaven meridian but not only that, he felt he had gained some ability.
"Is this what I'm thinking?" He muttered, his face contorted into a rare smile and anticipation.
He knew this was supposed to be impossible as he had yet to become a Martial Artist but this feeling was impossible to be false.
With nothing to lose, he decided to give it a try. He ran the primordial heaven technique and felt the strong pulsating energy in his meridian and instinctively he instantly cast an array formation.
An array formation formed before him and shot out a deadly wind attack.
Boom!
The bathroom shook vehemently, the bathtub shattered to pieces and Jun Wu's jaw dropped to the ground.