Body Refinement for Longevity: From Health Cultivation Exercises to Overcoming All Techniques

At this moment, although the old man's face was calm and composed, he was hesitant and uncertain in his heart.

As a cultivator, he knew all too well the fighting style of us cultivators: we would never use our trump cards unless it was absolutely necessary.

Just now, when the woman was on the verge of death, this cultivator used the magic weapon under his feet, and the speed was so fast that even he was amazed.

It was only then that he discovered the boots were actually dual magical artifacts, and that the cultivator had even used three fireball talismans to attack at once—a truly extravagant move.

"Especially his final killing move, it was truly powerful. Even if he got close, I probably wouldn't escape serious injury."

The old man marveled inwardly.

And that is indeed the case. With Chen Han's current strength, even cultivators would inevitably feel cautious when facing him.

Moreover, he did indeed have some trump cards he had never used before. The fireball talisman had been used up by now, and the only things left to fight for were the pills that could quickly restore his strength and the highly poisonous silver needles.

The pill is called the Qi and Blood Pill. Chen Han had previously sorted through the inherited items. It is an essential pill for body cultivators, enabling them to quickly recover their physical strength.

Although physical cultivation does not possess the same surging and abundant magical power as magical cultivation, which allows for the simultaneous release of multiple spells, it is not without its advantages.

One of the advantages is the quick recovery. Cultivators need to meditate and practice to restore their magical power, which takes anywhere from one or two days to three or four days.

As for body cultivators, they only need to eat and drink their fill and rest. If they want to speed things up, they can eat some spirit rice, spirit wine, and demon beast meat. Special pills are even more readily available.

The killing power of the combination of silver needles and the Two Yang Fingers also increased as his strength grew.

By now, it has become a pretty good method of surprise attack.

Neither of them knew the other's trump cards or combat methods. Although they coveted the demon beast, they had to suppress their desires and try to negotiate peacefully.

"So, fellow Daoist, are you not leaving? Perhaps you wish to become friends with me?"

Chen Han's words were practically a shoo-in order for the two of them to leave.

"Haha, making friends... is fine too."

The old man paid no attention to Chen Han's implied meaning. He chuckled twice and then took out an old tiger skin from his storage bag. The smooth side of the skin looked like a painting.

"Fellow Daoist, consider this a small gift from me... How about it?"

As the old man spoke, he took two steps toward Chen Han, intending to hand him the item in his hand. However, Chen Han was wary and retreated a few steps with the female constable.

Hehehehe~

The old man gave an awkward smile, then tossed the tiger skin to Chen Han's feet.

Chen Han carefully picked it up and opened it only after confirming that it had not been tampered with.

Suddenly, his gaze sharpened—a deadly intent!

And there was a scene depicted on it, so lifelike, as if it possessed some kind of divine power, making people feel as if they were there, surrounded by overwhelming thunder, while in the center were afterimages.

It's as if someone has honed a certain physical skill to its peak, so that from a distance, only a blurry afterimage can be seen.

The atmosphere in the picture is unusual, carrying a certain artistic conception that is complex and obscure.

This is actually the original design of the Thunderclap Ultimate!

Chen Han was greatly shocked. He knew that the Benlei martial arts had been lost for a long time and there was no one to carry it on. Not to mention replicating the ultimate technique, there were very few martial artists who could even successfully master the Huajin level.

Before Chen Han's eyes lay the original image of the Ultimate Intent, which shocked him greatly.

Replicas are ultimately just replicas. Although there are many of them, they can never compare to the original. And the original is always unique, one in a million.

Compared to the replica, the original image has a more profound meaning, and the power gained after comprehending it is also much greater.

"Fellow Daoist, where did you obtain this? Are you sure you want to hand it over to me?"

After examining the image carefully for a while and confirming that it was genuine, Chen Han asked a question.

"That's natural. However, since I've already given you a gift, it would be rather disappointing if you didn't reciprocate."

The old man didn't care at all and spoke his mind.

He had obtained this ultimate martial art by chance, and seeing that this body cultivator also knew this martial art, and seemed not to have grasped its essence, he took it out.

"As expected, they're all old foxes; there's no such thing as a free lunch."

Chen Han's mind was as clear as a mirror.

"Very well, fellow Daoist, just say what you want. We cultivators are poor and destitute, and we don't have any treasures on us, so please don't look down on us."

Chen Han spoke up, asking directly, wanting to end the negotiations with the two as soon as possible.

He had indeed reached a bottleneck in his cultivation of the Thunderclap Technique. Although he could rely on the skill panel to grind it out, he simply couldn't afford to waste that much time. So he had to adopt a two-pronged approach to improve efficiency.

"Then..."

The old man's gaze swept over Chen Han's boots, then over the tall, fair-skinned Zhuge Rushuang. The latter was startled and subtly moved closer to Chen Han's back.

Finally, the old man's gaze settled on the demonic beast behind Chen Han.

"Oh... Fellow Daoist, your appetite is a bit too big. Aren't you afraid of choking to death?"

When Chen Han saw that the other party was actually eyeing the spoils he had obtained at great cost, a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes.

"No, no, no, I just want some things from this demon."

"Snake gall, demon core, horn—what do you think of these three, fellow Daoist...?"

A subtle shrewdness gleamed in the old man's eyes.

Upon hearing this, Chen Han fell into a brief moment of contemplation.

"Demon core, snake gall, horn... Demon cores seem to only be found in demonic beasts that are three hundred years old or older. Although this demonic python is about the same age, it ultimately grew up from the mortal realm, so it's hard to say whether it has a demon core."

"As for snake gallbladders, it's common knowledge that they are the most valuable part of a snake, regardless of its past or present life. Their uses are varied, and presumably the same applies to demonic beasts. As for their value, I really can't judge."

"Furthermore, there are horns. I learned from the inheritance that the offensive organs of demonic beasts are the main materials for making magical artifacts, such as claws, fangs, and scales. There are also some that can be used as secondary materials, such as blood, bones, and tendons."

"Ultimately, I only understand these matters of cultivation from inherited knowledge; it's all theoretical knowledge, and I can't even estimate their true value."

"But does this old bastard think I'm stupid? They say 'scamming strangers halfway, but swindling acquaintances for the whole bunch,' but who's going to scam people like this? He thinks he can get almost all the treasures from my demon beast with just a worldly book… He's treating me like a fool."

Chen Han's mind raced, and he directly refused, while simultaneously conveying his ulterior motives.

"Fellow Daoist, you are far too stingy. This extremely precious item is of little use to me. Besides, it is just an ordinary thing. You think you can exchange it for three great treasures from my demon beast? There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world."

The old man wasn't annoyed by these words; he just chuckled twice more.

"Alas, it's because you seem to be lacking this item, fellow Daoist. Now it seems I'm indeed putting you in a difficult position. How about this, I'll add two more Fireball Talismans?"

"Fireball talismans? Only two? You're trying to fob me off like a beggar."

Chen Han certainly didn't mind having too many talismans, but this old geezer only added two, which was far too few.

"Fellow Daoist, if you are not sincerely willing to accept this... then you should leave now and not waste everyone's time."