Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path-Chapter 825 - 637 Thousand Faces Tower + - 638 Ghost Cry Forest_3
Chapter 825: Chapter 637 Thousand Faces Tower + Chapter 638 Ghost Cry Forest_3
"Sir, your medical skills are divine, simply inconceivable. If there’s a chance in the future that my wife and I can be of service to you..."
"Trivial, it’s a trivial matter."
Zhou Ping’an waved his hand dismissively, his face full of impatience.
The persona he crafted—well, he had to keep it up.
This arrogant young hero has no need for your gratitude, he doesn’t care.
At his indifferent attitude, everyone let out a long sigh of relief. As the saying goes, great kindness can turn into resentment. This favor was so overwhelming that none of these respectable figures knew how to repay it, though it wouldn’t escalate to deep-seated hostility.
Still, a certain unease lingered.
Every glance at Zhou Ping’an made them feel a notch lower in comparison.
It was unbearably awkward.
But now, seeing Zhou Ping’an’s cold and dismissive demeanor brought a faint smile to their faces and eased the tension somewhat.
Indeed, this individual’s martial skills are peerless, his medical prowess practically godlike—it’s clear that he is among the world’s elite heroes and will one day make his mark in Da Xuan.
How could he possibly care about forming bonds with mere wanderers of Jianghu like them?
Their so-called gratitude likely meant nothing to him.
Following Zhou Ping’an’s ministrations, the wounded regained their vitality, and after burying their fallen comrades, the previously somber group inside the Mountain God Temple began to cheer up again.
...
"Sir, your archery earlier was amazing."
A boy with a round face and naive expression tugged at his clothes and spent three rounds building courage before inching toward Zhou Ping’an, speaking with a voice that trembled slightly.
You could see the thoughts written all over his bright, glimmering eyes.
"Oh? You want to learn?"
"Can I?"
"There’s nothing you can’t learn. My Fire Phoenix Bow is too heavy for you; borrow yourself a one-stone bow."
A child eager to learn is never annoying.
Stuck with these people, slowly trudging day by day toward the Capital City, Zhou Ping’an felt immensely bored.
In this world, subjected to strict rules, he couldn’t even cultivate using the Visualization Technique, leaving him itching with idle frustration.
A child wanting to learn archery?
Might as well pass some time teaching him.
Skills like Chasing Wind Arrow, Multiple Arrows, and Blast Arrow could likely be taught successfully. As for Soul Chasing Arrow, it required a unique exertion technique and at least a decade of disciplined training—these kids were unlikely to master it.
As for God Extinguisher Arrow and Spirit Sealing Arrow?
Zhou Ping’an himself couldn’t even use them.
His spiritual power was suppressed to an extremely low level, making it nearly impossible to directly assault someone’s soul.
As for Spirit Sealing Arrow?
Since this world lacked Heaven and Earth Vital Energy and True Qi, there was no point in sealing anything—utterly redundant.
Hence, the greatest utility of his Fire Phoenix Bow here was keeping guard over eight kids while picking off enemies from afar without moving.
Moreover, his physique was restricted by the world’s rules, trapped at the peak of the marrow-cleansing stage and stuck at the threshold of blood renewal, which meant he could only draw this bow one-third of the way.
This was achieved only through his natural 3,000-jin basic strength combined with the explosive force of the Purifying Lotus Body’s exertion method—bringing out threefold power to achieve it.
With a burst strength of ten thousand pounds, the Soul Chasing Arrow could be launched using a unique technique. The arrow, guided by its own spiritual agility, pursued the enemy’s soul relentlessly—no matter how they dodged, it targeted their vital points like a maggot clinging to bone.
This encapsulated the essence of the Sun Shooting Divine Arrow skill taught by Yi Heavenly King.
...
The following ten-plus days went by uneventfully.
So much so that some in the group began to believe the enemy had seen their strength and retreated entirely, abandoning the idea of targeting them.
Zhou Ping’an knew better.
He looked up at the sky and felt a faint stirring in his heart, a sense of impending danger in the air.
"What’s the terrain ahead?"
"Beyond Ghost Cry Forest lies Tongshan Prefecture, only four hundred miles from the Capital City."
Peng Qiuyan replied with a smile, "Last year my husband and I visited Tongshan. What stuck with me the most was the Feiyun Brew—a fiery, sweet liquor that feels like drifting through clouds when drunk. Since we’re passing through, it wouldn’t hurt to enjoy a few sips to curb our cravings."
Who would’ve guessed this so-called Lady Yin Jian was quite the alcoholic.
Watching her throat bob up and down, one could easily tell how deeply she craved it.
No liquor along the journey; she must have been forcing herself to abstain. Now, with the Capital so close in sight...
Near the Emperor’s domain, known as the land of virtue and propriety. Although Tongshan Prefecture wasn’t quite under the Emperor’s direct rule, its proximity to the Capital ensured strong military presence and good law enforcement—there shouldn’t be much danger here.
She would naturally feel relieved.
"Ghost Cry Forest, eh?"
This should be the place.
Zhou Ping’an found himself unmoved by the allure of the fiery liquor, instead gazing thoughtfully at the dark woods ahead.
"Everyone, be alert. Compact the formation; scouts advance. Stay vigilant."
Though Zhou Ping’an’s Heavenly Eye had been suppressed, his Intricate Realm perception remained unaffected.
It was an insight, a form of enlightenment.
Just like his mastery of Sword Technique—achieved in mind and heart—it could neither be stripped nor suppressed.
Though he couldn’t evoke changes in heavenly phenomena, he could still harness strength within the world’s rules.
A sharp intuition warned him.
The upcoming assault was likely aimed directly at his "Unrivaled Archery Skill."
’What kind of opponent will it be?’
Zhou Ping’an was almost looking forward to it.
The journey had been far too dull.
The kids had grown adept at archery, proficient enough to perform Multiple Arrows—a high-level technique—and still, they hadn’t reached the Capital.
He even found himself missing the Great Yu World’s great White Tiger.
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