From breaking the limits of the White Ape Fist to becoming a martial arts saint.

Chapter 133 Xuanjia

In the front yard, the moon hangs above the willow branches, and the night is as still as water.

Mu Ying carefully carried a clay pot over and placed it on the stone table. Before she even lifted the lid, an intensely fragrant aroma filled the entire courtyard.

"Young master, this black pomfret stewed with wild ginseng has been simmered over a low flame for a full three hours, until the bones are tender."

Su Yu lifted the lid of the pot and saw that the soup inside was an amber-colored jelly, still bubbling and steaming.

The precious black pomfret lay still inside, its once jet-black skin now translucent, encasing its snow-white, jade-like flesh. Inside the fish's belly, a thinly sliced ​​wild ginseng emitted a powerful, earthy fragrance, perfectly blending with the fish's sweetness.

Su Yu's appetite was whetted, and he picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth.

"hiss----"

Melts in your mouth!

The fish was so tender it seemed to require no chewing, sliding smoothly down my throat and into my stomach. Then, an astonishing surge of heat exploded in my stomach, as if I had swallowed a burning ember!

It's not just delicious; it's the purest essence of life.

Su Yu couldn't help but start eating heartily.

The delicious fish, the tender wild ginseng, and the rich broth—as these highly nourishing foods entered his stomach, he felt every pore on his body opening up, greedily inhaling the flavors.

Before my eyes, familiar ink-wash characters began to dance:

[Progress towards breaking the limit +1%]

[Progress towards breaking the limit +1%]

After finishing the last piece of fish, Su Yu put down the casserole, feeling hot all over, and his skin even turned an abnormal flush.

He summoned the panel:

[Breakthrough Point]: 0 points (Progress 88%)

"Soon!"

Su Yu's eyes gleamed: "At this rate, it will only take another ten days or so to accumulate enough points to reach the limit! Including the previous time, this time it will only take a maximum of two months!"

"However, the consumption was also quite high. We ate a lot of each of these things: treasure fish, earth dragon pork, black grouse, and wild ginseng. That costs a lot of money! Ordinary martial artists simply cannot withstand such a continuous expenditure!"

But it was worth the money!

At this moment, the violent medicinal power within his body had begun to surge wildly, and if it was not guided in time, it might damage his lungs and internal organs.

Su Yu suddenly stood up and strode to the center of the training ground.

The night was as still as water, and the cold moonlight shone on him, but it could not suppress the boiling blood and qi within him, which was like a furnace.

"Black Prison God-Locking Stake!"

Su Yu lowered his center of gravity, formed hand seals, and silently shouted in his heart.

His pores closed, and his skin instantly took on a bluish-black metallic sheen. He moved slowly, as if pushing down a thousand mountains, his bones cracking as he frantically squeezed out every last drop of the medicinal power.

As he moved, the medicinal power of the various treasure fish meats and wild ginseng he had ingested began to be continuously activated, starting to temper his body.

[Blackstone Body Tempering Skill Proficiency +10]

[Blackstone Body Tempering Skill Proficiency +10]

An hour later, the moon was high in the sky.

Su Yu remained motionless, but his body temperature was alarmingly high, with white steam constantly rising from his skin.

Just as that last bit of medicinal power was completely crushed and kneaded into the skin membrane.

"boom!"

A muffled roar suddenly came from inside Su Yu's body, as if some shackles had been violently broken!

[Black Stone Body Tempering Technique Breakthrough to Proficiency Level]

[Martial Arts]: Black Stone Body Tempering Technique (Level 1) (Proficiency 1/7000)

As the ink-wash characters lit up, the color of his flushed skin suddenly changed.

His blood and qi surged wildly, and a deep blue membrane with a cold, metallic sheen rapidly spread from his chest to his entire body!

This membrane clung tightly to the muscles, possessing an indestructible texture. Bathed in moonlight, Su Yu seemed no longer to be flesh and blood, but rather a demonic statue cast from dark blue iron!

"Black Stone Armor, complete!"

Su Yu suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of electricity seeming to pass through them.

He looked down at his arms, which gleamed with a faint light, and could clearly feel that this "mysterious armor" was not only hard, but also contained an amazing spirituality and weight.

It was as if a layer of agile armor had been added to the skin of the Skin Tempering Realm. With a thought, this Black Stone Armor could cover all parts of his body!

"Let's test its power!"

Su Yu's gaze locked onto an ironwood stake in the corner of the training ground.

This is a test post specially prepared for martial artists with secondary acupoints. It is made of iron and is as hard as iron. He practiced on it for several months before and did not leave a single mark on it.

At this moment, Su Yu strode forward and launched the White Ape Fist. With a thought, his fist was covered with the black stone armor.

"break!"

His right arm muscles bulged, and his iron fist, gleaming with a bluish-black luster, slammed out with a dull whistling sound!

"boom-!!!"

A deafening explosion!

The thick, incredibly hard black iron stake trembled violently.

In the center of the wooden stake, there was a fist-shaped mark that was about an inch deep and clearly defined!

Su Yu withdrew his fist, glanced at his undamaged fist, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

"What terrifying power! What domineering defense!"

"Although I'm still in the first acupoint stage, the boost to my blood and qi from the proficiency of the Black Stone Body Tempering Technique has allowed my pure strength to reach the threshold of the second acupoint stage. Otherwise, I definitely wouldn't have been able to leave a fist imprint on this ironwood stake!"

"If Cai Yun pushes me back again, I wonder if I can pin her down and rub her into the ground. Even if I can't, at least I won't be so easily subdued by her!"

"And this Black Stone Armor, even in its early stages, already possesses such hardness. The ironwood stake's counterattack left it completely unharmed; its defensive capabilities are truly monstrous!"

"If I were to activate this Black Stone Armor now, even if I stood still and let Song Qingya attack me, I doubt he could break through my defenses!"

Blackrock City, the year-end is approaching.

Although the world was in chaos, it did not diminish the festive atmosphere of bidding farewell to the old year and welcoming the new in the city.

The shops on both sides of the street were decorated with big red lanterns, and many families also put up talismans with door gods on their doors to ward off evil spirits and bring good luck.

The air began to fill with the smell of gunpowder from firecrackers.

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The bustling eastern part of the city was brightly decorated, and major restaurants offered New Year's Eve feasts, which were fully booked despite their high prices.

The martial artists they met on the streets and alleys began to wish each other good fortune in martial arts.

Meanwhile, outside the city.

As many strange phenomena were eliminated, villages and towns gradually regained a semblance of their former vitality.

Wangjia Village, Qingxi Town.

The cold wind howled, stirring up a patch of snow that had not yet melted on the ground.

The village elder, Wang Youquan, wrapped in a tattered sheepskin coat, was leading several strong young men as they went from house to house, counting the number of surviving villagers in preparation for discussing the important matter of next spring's planting.

"Elder, the village is suffering heavy casualties among its able-bodied men, and there is simply not enough food and seeds. If the spring planting is delayed, even without any strange occurrences, I'm afraid a large number of people in the village will starve to death next year."

A man with a worried expression sighed and said.

Wang Youquan's old face was covered in wrinkles, like dried orange peel. Leaning on his cane, he said shakily, "Let's first take stock of the remaining population. Then we'll discuss it with everyone, even if it's just pooling everyone's food rations, we have to plant the seeds. We have to find a way to survive—"

"Knock knock knock!"

As they talked, they arrived at a somewhat dilapidated mud house and knocked on the heavy wooden door.

However, there was no response from inside for a long time.

All around was quiet, except for the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the crack in the door.

"Whose house is this?" Wang Youquan squinted his cloudy old eyes.

"It was Wang Er who guarded the house," the man behind him recalled.

"Could it already be—"

"Sigh, it's been a long time since I've seen him go out. The last time I saw him was three days ago. He was bundled up tightly, saying he was very cold, and he was even borrowing firewood from all over the place."

Wang Youquan nodded and looked up at the sky. The weather had been gradually warming up these past few days; it wasn't cold enough to kill anyone.

But a sense of unease crept into his heart.

"Let's break down the door and see."

"yes!"

The two men exchanged a glance, stepped forward, braced their shoulders against the wooden door, and exerted force.

"Bang!"

The old, neglected bolt snapped, and the wooden door creaked open.

A chilling aura, mixed with a strange smell, like rotting, fermenting meat, instantly wafted out of the room—

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