I Can See Through Everything - Chapter 43

Chapter 43 Getting Better

[Should I practice now?]

Seeing the prompt in his supernatural vision, Lu Qing chose yes this time.

The next moment, a flood of information flooded his mind.

Various insights about the Yang Shen Fist emerged, like a sudden enlightenment.

Combined with his master’s previous instructions in the mountain courtyard, Lu Qing instinctively began practicing the Yang Shen Fist.

Form one, form two, form three…

His master didn’t seem to have named each form, so Lu Qing could only call them by order.

He practiced slowly and clumsily. After completing the ninth form, he was about to move on to the tenth when he felt a sudden ache in his body.

He knew the key points of the tenth form in his mind, but his body struggled to execute them.

Remembering his master’s advice, Lu Qing knew that the forms after the ninth were beyond his current strength.

Forcing himself to practice them might even damage him.

He immediately stopped practicing the tenth form and started again from the first.

In this way, Lu Qing practiced the first through ninth forms of the Yangshen Fist over and over again.

As his mind began to comprehend, his movements, clumsy at the beginning, gradually became more fluid.

Someone watching would have noticed.

During his first rehearsal, Lu Qing’s movements were still very stiff, his moves crooked and unsteady, his body unsteady.

But by the second rehearsal, his movements became noticeably more coherent, and his techniques more standard.

By the third rehearsal, things were starting to take shape, no longer so clumsy.

The fourth…

the fifth…

Lu Qing saw visible improvement with each rehearsal.

By the ninth rehearsal, his movements were perfectly smooth, each one flowing naturally and with standard form, creating a pleasing experience.

It was as if he had been immersed in this form for a long time.

When he finished his ninth rehearsal, Lu Qing had a sudden inspiration and stopped practicing, slowly ending his form.

As he finished, he exhaled a breath of warm air.

He felt his breathing flow smoothly, his mind calm, and a warm, comfortable sensation all over his body.

He was pleasantly surprised, realizing

he had finally grasped the secrets of Forms 1 through 9 of the Nourishing Body Fist. With continued practice, he should soon reach the Qi and Blood Realm his master had spoken of.

Lu Qing also began to understand the nature of his supernatural power’s ability to simulate martial arts techniques.

Simply put, after successfully simulating a martial art, his supernatural power didn’t allow him to master it directly.

Rather, it provided a guiding presence, presenting the key points and insights of the practice to his mind.

This insight allowed him to more quickly grasp the technique.

However, to truly master the technique and cultivate its power, he still needed to personally put in the hard work of practicing it.

Just like now, his mind was filled with countless insights about the Nourishing Body Fist.

But he still needed to practice it over and over again to internalize these insights and strengthen his own strength.

“Gurgle…”

Lu Qing’s stomach rumbled.

Feeling the hunger in his stomach, he knew that the boxing training he had just done had taken a lot of toll on his body.

Remembering his master’s instructions, he returned to the house and picked a piece of bacon he had made a few days ago. He

also found a river fish weighing about two or three pounds that he had just caught yesterday in the kitchen bucket

. Then he went to the yard to pick some wild vegetables.

The greens he had planted a while ago had just sprouted green shoots. Otherwise, he would not have eaten wild vegetables.

After preparing all the ingredients, Lu Qing prepared to cook.

First, he washed the pot and steamed the rice. When it was almost done, he began cooking.

Before long, a dish of stir-fried wild vegetables with bacon and steamed fish was ready.

Just as the meal was set on the table, Xiaoyan emerged from her room, rubbing her eyes.

“Xiaoyan, wake up! Are you hungry? I was just about to wake you up.”

The little one felt her stomach and replied earnestly, “I think I am.”

“If you’re hungry, come and eat,” Lu Qing said with a smile.

Children are amazing. They had clearly had a snack at their master’s before bed,

yet they were already feeling hungry after only a short nap.

After finishing a bowl of rice, Lu Qing felt his hunger subside considerably, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Aside from the first two days after waking up, he hadn’t felt this hungry in ages.

It was easy to imagine how much energy his earlier boxing training had consumed.

Lu Qing ate several bowls of rice and devoured every last morsel of food, leaving nothing behind.

After dinner, Lu Qing, as usual, lay back in his recliner, digesting his food while he began to think.

A lot had happened today, and he needed to process it all.

First, there was the change in his status.

Now he had finally become the old doctor’s disciple. With this status, he finally had some foundation in this alien world. He

wasn’t like a rootless duckweed, unsure of his path.

Secondly, there was the information his master had shared about warriors.

The warriors in this world were even more powerful than Lu Qing had imagined.

Just from his master’s description of the several levels of the acquired realm, Lu Qing could sense that they were inhuman, each possessing astonishing strength and exceptional resilience.

Not to mention the even higher levels of innate warriors.

From what his master had said, innate warriors seemed capable of suppressing the fortunes of an entire nation.

Martial arts could truly enable individuals to cultivate to such power, and it was impossible for Lu Qing not to yearn for it.

So, for the rest of his life, he decided to focus primarily on martial arts, supplemented by medical studies.

Since he possessed supernatural powers, balancing both would be easy for him.

Since he was committed to martial arts, he also had to consider other matters.

After the meal, Lu Qing estimated that as he gradually mastered the Yang Shen Quan and officially entered the Qi and Blood Realm, his appetite would likely increase significantly.

This would require a nutritionally balanced diet. As the saying goes,

“the poor are good at literature, the rich are good at martial arts.” Maintaining the daily expenses of martial arts training would undoubtedly require substantial expenses.

He wondered how long the money from selling the Red Moon Carp would last.

Lu Qing decided to try his luck at the strange fish fishing spot in a few days.

If he was lucky and could catch another one or two, then financial worries wouldn’t be a problem.

After pondering these things, Lu Qing remembered the story of the original owner’s parents.

From what Grandpa Zhang had said, there was clearly a hidden reason behind their death.

However, Lu Qing didn’t intend to inquire about it for the time being.

Unless he achieved sufficient martial arts skills and became powerful enough, then, for Xiaoyan’s sake, he might seek the truth.

For now, he should just live his life in peace.

Lu Qing pondered for a while on the recliner, mulling over everything he had thought about.

Feeling that he had almost digested the food, he took out the book that his master had given him before he left the mountain.

(End of this chapter)