DipNovel Chapter 15 Double-Route Martial Arts
Chapter 15 Double-Route Martial Arts
[Heroic students fought off the filthy beasts, but tragically, one died and three were injured; an 18-year-old girl perished in the mine!]
[Salute to the cultivators! It is they who fight against the evil beasts and protect our homeland!]
[The Zhenlong Division has intervened in the investigation. It appears the girl's remains were not found, but a lethal amount of blood remained at the scene. Condolences have been sent to the victim's family.]
Li Ai sat in Zhou Siyu's room, turned off the news on her phone, and looked at the documents, bank cards, and other items she had found.
To completely replace Zhou Siyu, one must master everything about her; fragmented memories alone are not enough.
"And this..."
A small, locked box was hidden in a secluded corner.
She forcibly pried open the lock and opened the box, where a stack of obscene photos was found: intimate photos of Zhou Siyu with different men, including one of Zhou Siyuan!
This brother and sister are really outrageous.
"You're wrong, they're not siblings." Li Ai's eyes flickered as she corrected her, "Zhou Siyu's fragmented memories indicate that she is not the Zhou family's real daughter."
"She was originally the housekeeper's daughter, but she was deliberately switched at birth and replaced the Zhou family's daughter. The real Zhou family's daughter's whereabouts are unknown."
"After Zhou Siyuan discovered this secret, she used this method to cover it up."
Zhou Siyu came from a poor family. She was born on the same day as the Zhou family's daughter, and her butler father tricked her into being replaced.
The Zhou family may not be considered top-tier in Hanchuan, but they are still one of the wealthy families with their own conglomerate. They are one of the loyal dogs that follow the Lin family around, picking up scraps from their tails.
[Interesting. How do you plan to use this?]
Li Ai's lips curled into a cruel smile: "They'll come in handy. The Zhou family, the Lin family, everyone who harmed me—I won't let a single one get away with it!"
"Marriage is not a reason. Lin Weiwei has gone to great lengths to torment me for a year. She couldn't possibly just want me dead."
There must be a deeper reason.
Li Ai knew very well that the current crisis was only temporarily resolved.
Li Ai knew Lin Weiwei all too well; she could be described as a flawless person.
In terms of both mindset and ability, she stands at the pinnacle of the younger generation in Hanchuan.
The woman Li Ai knew was kind, proper, and polite—everything about her was so perfect—before she was betrayed.
The identity swap might fool Zhou Siyuan and Lin Fan, but it might not fool Lin Weiwei.
Media reports suggest that among the "Zhenlong Division" agents who went to search the mine, there might have been some of Lin Weiwei's people. Otherwise, why would they have gone to investigate overnight after the incident in the evening? They would have turned the place upside down to find her.
If necessary, the filthy beasts in the lower mines might be disemboweled one by one to check for any remaining bones.
"We can't use Zhou Siyu's identity for long, but at least we can use it to annoy her and buy her more time."
Li Ai gradually finalized her next course of action.
What I need most right now is to improve my skills.
Having the power to plunder is a shortcut to becoming stronger quickly, whether it's plundering filthy beasts or plundering cultivators.
Li Hui's figure appeared, snapped his fingers and laughed: "Want to become stronger? It's simple. There's a master-level figure right in front of you."
"You?" Li Ai raised an eyebrow.
A wandering ghost that appeared out of nowhere, with unknown motives and purposes, trying to fool everyone with just a parallel world's "me".
But it was thanks to him that I survived and made it out of the mine.
Li Hui clapped his hands and said, "That's right, is it really that hard to learn to trust? I saved you, you know."
"If you want my trust, you should at least know how to respect me, instead of constantly spying on my thoughts." Li Ai let out a long breath. The feeling of having one's thoughts read through her was utterly unsettling.
Li Hui readily agreed: "Okay, I'll try my best. But sometimes your ideas are too loud, and I can't help but listen."
"Please believe me, I have absolutely no ill intentions towards you; everything I do is for your own good."
"After all, helping you is helping myself. You've seen it yourself, I'm a spirit now, I can't live without you."
"We share common interests, and we should stand united against external threats."
"You're right, our interests are aligned."
Having reached a verbal alliance, Li Ai asked, "So, 'Master' Li Hui, how do you intend to guide me?"
She emphasized the word "master," with a hint of playfulness and teasing.
Li Hui snapped his fingers: "Good question. Your spiritual foundation is destroyed and your meridians are blocked. It's like a water bag without a spout, filled with silt. It can't hold much and it will leak out."
"Now that you have switched to martial arts, you have an advantage that other martial artists do not have at all."
"Advantages?" Li Ai asked, puzzled.
My martial arts cultivation is incredibly slow, far from the glory days I had as a spiritual cultivator. Just a year ago, I was one of the most dazzling twin stars in Hanchuan.
A 17-year-old at the ninth level of the Qi Condensation Realm attracted the attention of countless forces, but in the end, his spiritual foundation was destroyed by Lin Weiwei's betrayal.
He ended up with blocked meridians, a shattered spiritual foundation, and less than one percent of his original power.
This is why, over the past year, everyone has been willing to kick her while she's down—bullying a former spiritual genius is far more satisfying than bullying a good-for-nothing.
"That's right, the advantage! It's precisely the residual meridian pathways within your body, unique to spiritual cultivation!"
Of the 13 million people in Hanchuan, cultivators account for only 6.8%, of whom 70% are martial artists, 20% are mental cultivators or machine masters, and 10% are spiritual cultivators.
This is because spiritual cultivation has extremely high requirements for aptitude and resources; it is a cultivation path where you can practice if you have the innate qualities, and you have nothing if you don't.
This naturally refers to the "spiritual origin" and "meridian pathways".
Li Hui drew a simplified diagram of water pipes out of thin air: "Imagine the energy pathways as waterways. Others only have one, but you have two! Once you clear the blockages, you get double the water flow!"
Seeing that Li Ai was listening attentively, Li Hui pressed on while the iron was hot: "Qi and blood" - bio-energy extracted from the blood of living organisms.
It is an energy of quality no less than spiritual power, but the key is not in quality, but in quantity.
How can such insignificant beings as humans compare to the spiritual energy that permeates the world? It's like comparing a drop of water to the vast ocean.
Spiritual cultivation techniques are empowered by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, making them versatile and effective in both offense and defense. They can kill enemies from a thousand meters away, an advantage that martial artists can never match.
However, martial artists have their advantages: they are physically strong, possess immense strength, have a vast and abundant collection of martial arts techniques, and do not require high aptitude.
If you store qi and blood internally through your meridians and externally through your limbs and bones, and simultaneously practice both techniques, you can achieve a result greater than the sum of its parts!
Two energy and blood circulation pathways, simultaneously operating two cultivation techniques, double the total amount of energy and blood, doubling the body tempering effect...
As Li Hui recounted each point, Li Ai was so shocked she couldn't speak.
If I follow Li Hui's method, I might actually be able to forge a unique path in martial arts!
Li Ai's breathing quickened, her fists clenched tightly, her eyes gleaming: "Teach me!"
"What? The voice is too soft, I can't hear it."
"I said..." Li Ai raised her head, her wine-red eyes filled with madness: "Please, teach me."
What is hatred?
Hatred is like grinding bones into knives, boiling blood into poison, burning an inextinguishable black fire in the eye sockets, a madness that will burn even oneself to ashes.
Every breath was filled with rust and blood, and every time I opened my eyes, all I wanted was to tear, destroy, and perish together!
Whether it's to survive or to seek revenge, one must become stronger—by any means necessary!