I use the entry-level skills to create longevity

Chapter 2 I am the God of Medicine
Yang Xuan's martial arts talent and appearance are mediocre, and he can only compete with Bai Gu in his youth.

If in the era of traffic, either a brother-level figure or someone who has surpassed the level of selling 79 eyebrow pencils can create a huge wave in the era of traffic, but in the chaotic era of imperial competition, it will not be of much help to him.

He had no chance of getting rich women, being hungry, and having a lot of food. Before that, he had a mediocre talent in martial arts, but he had been working hard because he knew that it was useless to rely on others. Only by being self-reliant could he truly settle down!
The talent of transforming a mortal into a god mentioned on the panel did not disappoint him.

[I have already started practicing martial arts. From now on, my fate is in my own hands. 】

[Awakening my second talent, I am the God of Medicine. 】

While Yang Xuan was sensing the changes in himself, new changes appeared on the panel, which were also changes he had not expected.

Seeing the new talent, Yang Xuan's attention was naturally attracted to it, and he hurriedly checked the new talent.

I am the God of Medicine (Red, after taking medicine, you can absorb the medicinal power of all the medicines in your body and expel all the drug impurities in your body. The absorbed medicinal power can be converted into medicinal energy to improve the corresponding level of martial arts cultivation, skills, etc. Note: After the medicinal energy is consumed to a certain extent, this talent can be automatically upgraded.)
“Isn’t this dark blue?”

"Deep Blue, oh no, I'm the God of Medicine, add some points!"

After Yang Xuan read the introduction to the second talent, his eyes sparkled.

Although Yi Mortal God Transformation Talent is powerful, he can only improve his skills to the great success level now. However, the upper limit of martial arts practice is more than just the great success level. Now that he has awakened this second talent, it means that in addition to hard work, he has other ways to improve.

Under Yang Xuan's powerful will, the panel did not change.

The addition failed because there was not enough medicinal energy.

If you want to use I am the God of Medicine to increase points, you need a lot of medicines. The more precious the medicines are, the more medicinal energy they contain. Only when you accumulate enough can you use the talent I am the God of Medicine. Generally speaking, it is more expensive!
Taking medicines can obtain medicinal energy, and these medicines are all resources for cultivation, so naturally they cost money. The medicinal energy accumulated in his body now is far from enough.

Awakening a talent that consumes so many resources can be described as a gluttonous beast. It definitely requires massive amounts of resources to bring out the effect of the second talent, and this also means that his future has unlimited possibilities!

In martial arts practice, getting started is the beginning, and then there are five more realms: skilled, minor success, proficient, great success, and perfection. Just like the Songhe Fist that Yang Xuan is practicing now, practicing to great success is not the limit, but for many people, being able to practice to great success is already the end. In the Yang family, no one has ever practiced to the perfect realm.

This level of perfection is basically difficult to achieve. It is a state that can only be achieved after practicing the skills to a certain level and with enough chances and coincidences.

As for whether there are other realms above perfection, Yang Xuan is not sure, because these are all he can come into contact with in the Yang family. He knows that practicing Songhe Fist to its limit is perfection.

At this point, after Yang Xuan's Songhe Fist had reached perfection, he was not sure he could make further progress. Even if he wanted to continue to improve a little bit, it was very difficult.

Unless, the second talent comes into play.

"Ah Xuan, it's time to go to the martial arts academy for morning training!"

While Yang Xuan was thinking about this, a voice was heard outside the courtyard.

"Xiao Linzi, wait a moment, I'll be right out!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Xuan's aura slowly subsided. He was no longer as strong as at the beginning. He slowly became restrained and then returned to normal.

The man outside the house is called Yang Lin. His status is similar to Yang Xuan's. Both of his parents died while performing missions for the Yang family. He was raised by the Yang family. His martial arts talent is a little bit stronger than Yang Xuan's. He is one year younger than Yang Xuan, so he is called Xiao Linzi by him. He has already entered the entry level of Songhe Fist and has just started to train his skin and flesh. With the martial arts talent that Yang Lin has shown now, he can be directly arranged to do some family missions for the Yang family in a while and start a busy life. Perhaps he will follow in his parents' footsteps.

He has no talent in martial arts and no background, so this is the only way. Compared to him, Yang Xuan is luckier, after all, he has an uncle who has great potential in martial arts.

"Ah Xuan, why do you feel a little different?"

When Yang Lin saw Yang Xuan coming out, a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"A lot more handsome again!"

Yang Xuan walked over with a smile.

"Go away, let's go, stop dawdling, or you'll be punished by the instructor and laughed at by others." "But, you're still a little handsome!"

When Yang Lin saw Yang Xuan coming out, he quickly pulled him away, not daring to delay for a moment. As he left, he muttered something, but the words were very light and drifted away with the wind.

Young people are very concerned about their reputation, so they naturally don’t want to be punished in front of a crowd, because that would make them feel very embarrassed.

Martial Arts Academy.

"If you don't work hard when you are young, your future will belong to someone else, and the girl you like will also become someone else's wife!"

While Instructor Yang Qi was watching the Yang family disciples practicing at the martial arts academy, he was skillfully pouring poisonous chicken soup.

"Thinking back to when I was young, when I saw the sect's geniuses, I had an idea that I must become one of them."

"Instructor Yang, what next?"

Among the Yang family members who had just joined the martial arts arena, someone asked with great curiosity.

And the senior members of the Yang family who were standing nearby all had strange expressions on their faces!

"Then you will see me now!"

"So, if you work harder now, you will have more choices. After all, the future belongs to you."

Yang Qi spoke expressionlessly, teaching by example, using his experience and lessons to warn these Yang family members. At the same time, he walked to the side of the person who asked the question and helped correct his movements.

As for the cries of pain, he couldn't hear them!

If he sees someone sweating more, he will nod with satisfaction. If he sees someone cheating, he will just slap him in the face to teach him a lesson.

He, Yang Qi, hates people who try to be cunning and deceitful in front of him the most, not even himself.

"Instructor Yang, Yang Xuan is being lazy and not practicing Songhe Fist properly. His boxing skills have become deformed!"

Not far from Yang Xuan, the rat-looking Yang Yuankai was actively reporting.

He couldn't stand people like Yang Xuan who had poor talent in martial arts, but because he had a good uncle, he could stay in the Yang family for a few more years. This made many Yang family members extremely jealous, especially since Yang Xuan's talent in martial arts was extremely poor, and he, who had much higher talent than Yang Xuan, would be arranged to do family tasks for the Yang family in a while, which made him even more jealous.

Why doesn't he have such a good uncle?

Jealousy changes him beyond recognition!

Seeing Yang Xuan's deformed Songhe Fist, he was even more dissatisfied and reported him directly, wanting to see Yang Xuan punished by Instructor Yang, so that he could appease his jealous heart!
If he were given two more years, Yang Yuankai was confident that he could practice Songhe Fist to the minor success level. By then, he would not be rushed by the family to do those dangerous family missions. He could stay in the Yang family to continue his practice, and he might even have the opportunity to join Linghe Sect. There were endless possibilities.

Upon hearing this, Yang Qi's cold gaze first fell on Yang Yuankai, and then swept to Yang Xuan, whom Yang Yuankai reported.

In just a blink of an eye, Yang Qi's cold gaze instantly turned into a hot one. He did not attack directly, nor did he scold, which was somewhat inconsistent with Yang Qi's impatient temper.

The changes in the process dumbfounded those who wanted to see Yang Xuan in trouble.

It seems that the result is different from what they expected.

Yang Kaiyuan, in particular, felt that the situation was not good, as if his report had backfired.

Could it be that having a good uncle with great potential means one can do whatever he wants? Even the iron-faced and impartial instructor Yang has to please someone like Yang Xuan!
(End of this chapter)