Invincibility Begins with Mastery of Fist Techniques-Chapter 213 - 206: Qi Observation
'I can become a Saint Awakening too. I just need a chance.'
'I can wield immense power as I please. I can become a legend of the Martial World.'
'I can kill my enemies and grind that arrogant, insurmountable face under my heel.'
Saint Awakening, power, revenge, authority, prestige...
Inside Zhong Wu Heng, his once-strong will had developed a tiny crack due to the Heart Demon. Under the guidance of that voice, this crack began to take root, sprout, and grow, until it finally eroded and consumed his will completely.
Sowing chaos, leading people astray, causing them to fall to the demonic path.
This was precisely the ability of a Celestial Demon.
As long as there was the slightest opening in one's heart, a Celestial Demon could exploit it.
And right now, Zhong Wu Heng was in exactly that state.
At some point, a figure in black had appeared in the hospital room. He wore a loose black trench coat, his entire body shrouded in shadow, making it impossible to discern any of his features.
TAP! TAP! TAP!
He approached with slow steps. Zhong Wu Heng's eyes were vacant, as if he had fallen into a deep hypnosis, mesmerized by the demonic voice in his heart and unable to break free.
From within the shadows of his hood, one could faintly make out the hint of a timeless smile on the man's lips.
He slowly raised a hand clad in a black leather glove, holding it over Zhong Wu Heng's head.
VMMMM!!
A dense darkness surged from his body, gathering at his palm.
This shadow-like black magnetic field formed a massive black hand above his palm.
It was covered in black armor and radiated a terrifying aura.
Faintly, something seemed to be seeping out from the illusory black armor, gradually coalescing.
It was a drop of blackish-red blood.
Not an illusion, but a tangible, physical object.
Celestial Demon Blood.
DRIP!!
The drop of blood finally took shape and fell from the illusory hand, landing precisely in Zhong Wu Heng's slightly open mouth.
Instantly, Zhong Wu Heng's eyes turned a bloody, crimson red.
THUMP-THUMP! THUMP-THUMP! THUMP-THUMP!
His heart pounded violently, blood surged through his veins, and his body seemed to be undergoing a massive transformation.
He gaped his mouth, his expression savage and bizarre—a mixture of pain and pleasure.
"The first one."
The man in black whispered softly, withdrew his hand, and slowly turned to walk out of the room.
All the tight security throughout the hospital was as good as nonexistent to him.
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While the entire national Martial Arts Realm was abuzz discussing the spectacle of the recent Hero Assembly, the star of the show, Zhou Yuanjue, was out for a walk.
However, his way of walking was rather unusual.
On the bustling street, he would sometimes stop and think, sometimes look up at the sky, and sometimes murmur to himself. He seemed lost in his own world, looking somewhat disturbed.
This caused the surrounding pedestrians to cast strange glances at him, making Ning Muqing, who was trailing behind him, feel a bit awkward.
"What on earth are you doing?"
Ning Muqing asked, finally unable to hold back after following Zhou Yuanjue's aimless wandering for several streets.
"Cultivation."
Zhou Yuanjue answered succinctly.
"This is Cultivation?!"
Ning Muqing frowned, completely bewildered.
'Who cultivates by wandering the streets looking like a lunatic?'
"I'm practicing Qi Observation."
Zhou Yuanjue said slowly.
"Qi Observation? The Qi Observation Skill?! Don't tell me you can actually tell a person's fortune and calamities, or even predict their fate, just by looking?"
Ning Muqing asked in surprise.
She knew Zhou Yuanjue's actions were never ordinary, but she hadn't expected him to be studying something like this.
The Qi Observation Skill was a legend from ancient times, profound and mysterious, said to allow one to discern the rise and fall of fortunes and predict disasters and blessings through Qi Observation.
'Does a Saint Awakening really have such abilities?'
"It's not that mystical."
Zhou Yuanjue shook his head, his eyes unfocused as if he were perceiving something beyond sight.
"Qi, also written as '炁,' is something everyone has. In essence, it's the Life Magnetic Field. If a person is healthy and their spirit is cheerful, their Life Magnetic Field will feel full and bright to the senses. Conversely, if a person's constitution is weak, they are plagued by illness, or their spirit is low and their will is feeble, then their Life Magnetic Field will appear dim and gloomy. You can even determine where in their body a person is sick by observing localized changes in their Life Magnetic Field."
Zhou Yuanjue explained slowly.
Before reaching Saint Awakening, he had developed a similar ability through his cultivation of the Hundred Acupoints Returning to Origin Technique. Now that he had advanced to Saint Awakening, this ability was naturally much stronger.
"Take those two young women, for example."
Zhou Yuanjue turned his head toward a corner of the street where two fashionable, fair-skinned, and beautiful women were walking by.
"The one on the left... I can feel that the Life Magnetic Field in her chest is very dim, even taking on a dark hue. This is likely due to pulmonary dysfunction caused by years of smoking."
"The one on the right... I can sense a shadow in a certain area of her lower abdomen. She has likely lost her fertility, most probably due to multiple miscarriages."
Zhou Yuanjue said to Ning Muqing.
"And that man over there—the Life Magnetic Field in his abdomen and buttocks is rather weak. It seems he has some colorectal issues. Judging by his clothes and build, it's probably caused by a sedentary office job with no exercise."
"And also..."
Zhou Yuanjue pointed out several more people. Many of them looked normal on the surface, some even radiant, but in Zhou Yuanjue's eyes, their bodies were riddled with holes.
'Few people these days are truly healthy.'
The ancient saying, "a beauty is but a bag of bones," probably described what Zhou Yuanjue was feeling now.
He no longer saw people by worldly standards; he looked past the surface to see their essence.
"So a Saint Awakening has this kind of ability too."
Ning Muqing clicked her tongue in amazement. When she felt Zhou Yuanjue's gaze fall upon her, she couldn't help but shrink back from his line of sight, otherwise she'd truly feel as if she were being seen right through.
"However, I didn't come here to observe the qi of individuals, but to observe the qi of the human Dao."
Zhou Yuanjue withdrew his gaze and fell back into a contemplative state.
"The qi of the human Dao?"
Ning Muqing asked curiously.
"That's right. The collective will of all living beings gathers into a raging inferno. That is the qi of the human Dao."
Zhou Yuanjue nodded. This was a skill he had learned from the Chief Commissioner and the old principal.
The Heart Power of all living beings converges, forming a tide that alters the local magnetic field, causing it to manifest in various peculiar states.
"One's environment alters one's qi; one's nourishment alters one's body."
Conversely, people can also influence the luck and qi of heaven and earth.
The relationship between humanity and the world is a wondrous one.
For instance, at this very moment, when he looked at the high-end shopping mall on the pedestrian street, he saw a magnetic field formed from a convergence of three vibrant colors: yellow, red, and purple.
This represented the various desires that were gathered there.
Meanwhile, not far ahead, just across the street, a cyan magnetic field soared into the air, its azure qi rushing toward the sky.
It was brimming with vigorous energy, thriving and ascending, simple and pure, filled with the aura of youth, struggle, and learning.
Although he didn't know the area, he knew that there had to be a school just ahead.
