The Rise of the Witch

A martial arts training ground.

Su Wenling stood in the arena, her figure slender and graceful. With a light wave of her hand, strands of silk intertwined and formed a dense net. No matter how much her opponent released his qi and blood, and unleashed bursts of sword energy, producing bursts of metallic clashes, the silk threads intercepted all the sword energy, leaving her completely unharmed.

The net fell, trapping the opponent's precious sword and binding them tightly. Even with his late-stage Profound Martial Realm strength, he dared not struggle even slightly.

This silk thread is not only incredibly strong, but also exceptionally sharp; the slightest movement will cut a wound.

The onlookers had already witnessed the power of the Torture Threads, knowing that if Su Wenling moved her fingers, those inside the net would be cut to pieces by the Torture Threads.

Immediately, someone shouted, "Young lady, have mercy!"

Su Wenling had no intention of killing anyone. She beckoned with her finger, and the silk net retracted, gathered together, and transformed into a strand of hair that disappeared into her head of black hair.

The young man on the stage breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands, and said, "Young lady, I am convinced!"

The man who had called out also stepped onto the stage and respectfully said, "Young lady, your magic weapon is powerful. The Yangwu Clan would never dare to rebel and will only follow the lead of the Yanzi Clan!"

Although these words weren't entirely sincere, the attitude was clear.

Lan Nu stepped forward, standing half a step behind Su Wenling, and said, "Yanzi Clan also guarantees that there will be no shortage of resources by the end of the year."

"That's wonderful!" That's the real reason for not rebelling!

  

Su Wenling nodded and said, "See you at the end of the year!"

……

The carriage was traveling on the way back to the city. Jiang Bing was driving, and Su Wenling and Lan Nu were sitting inside.

Su Wenling sighed, a hint of weariness showing on her usually cool face, and said, "Aunt Lan, is this the last one?"

Lan Nu nodded and said, "Miss has visited and fought with all twenty-seven middle-class clans. With the promise of unchanged resources, it seems that the thoughts of these clans have been temporarily appeased."

Su Wenling shook her head and said, "They are all at the Cave Profound Realm. If a Spirit Guiding Realm expert were to make a move, I would be no match for them."

Lan Nu smiled and said, "It would be bullying the weak if someone at the Spirit Guiding Realm made a move. Jiang Bing and I will take action when the time comes... Miss, you were able to fight against someone at the late or even perfect stage of the Profound Realm with only the initial stage of the Profound Realm. None of the younger generation of these clans would be convinced!"

"Miss's trip is not to show off her power, but to teach those old fogies a lesson. The future of the clan ultimately depends on the younger generation, and Miss is undoubtedly worthy of being their leader!"

Su Wenling touched her black hair and said, "It's all thanks to the power of my magic weapon; my own cultivation still needs improvement."

Lan Nu smiled with relief and said, "Miss has an extraordinary temperament... However, while Miss's Torture Silk is sufficient for defense and agility, it lacks in attack. That one who has reached the Perfected Insight Realm would not have been bound by Miss's Torture Silk if he hadn't been careless."

Su Wenling nodded in agreement and asked, "How does Lady Xuan Nu control the Immortal Binding Rope and the Heaven-Binding Silk?"

Lan Nu said, "Lady Xuan Nu... is not good at killing."

I understand. Even the Mystic Maiden lacks a magic weapon that can kill with a single blow.

Lan Nu then added, "With the young master here, why not ask him for another weapon?"

Su Wenling pursed her lips and said, "Ask him again?"

Lan Nu smiled and said, "You are the son-in-law's wife. It's only natural for a wife to ask her husband for a magical treasure. Besides, didn't the son-in-law say he would make it up to her later?"

"This..." Su Wenling said somewhat embarrassedly, "Let me think about it..."

Lan Nu advised, "Miss, think about your torture..."

Su Wenling immediately touched her hair. The torture cord was so useful. This was just a hair that her husband had casually plucked. What if it was carefully prepared?

It's just a matter of throwing away the dough... it's just a matter of throwing away the dough...

……

Inside the Yanzi Guozhu Mansion.

Xing Yang has been back from the Great Wilderness for over a month. During this time, he took Ren Yanzhu and Su Qiantong on missions and killed several monsters.

Xing Yang also realized that the two women were really too weak. Even a small monster required Xing Yang to take action himself.

If the two women's combat power is not increased, they will be two burdens.

In addition, Nuwa had instructed him to raise the two girls as the future of the Demon Suppression Division. Xing Yang had received several great favors from Nuwa, and he kept these words in his heart.

So that day, he simply called the two women to his courtyard.

He first organized his abridged battle dance movements into a body-strengthening technique and handed it over to Ren Yanzhu.

"One, two, three, four; five, six, seven, eight."

"Two, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight."

"Three, two, three, four; five, six, seven, eight."

"4, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8."

"..."

Xing Yang then led Ren Yanzhu through the body-strengthening technique, breaking it down like gymnastics from his previous life, teaching her movement by movement.

They were teaching while chanting slogans, just like the school's morning exercises in my past life.

After being taught the movements seven or eight times, Ren Yanzhu finally memorized them all.

After completing the entire body-strengthening technique in one go, she looked as if she had been pulled out of the water, covered in sweat and steaming.

Panting heavily, Ren Yanzhu looked at Xing Yang with a complex expression, a mixture of shock and realization: "It seems I can circulate my own qi and blood!"

Su Qiantong, who had been watching and yawning, nearly fell off her stool upon hearing this: "Are you kidding me? You've only done it once, and your qi and blood are clearly not strong enough yet!"

Ren Yanzhu looked down at her palms, then looked up again, confirming, "I really can circulate qi and blood!"

Moving Qi and blood signifies entering the Cave Profound Realm.

However, Ren Yanzhu's blood and energy were not yet sufficient to enter the Cave Profound Realm.

Insufficient Qi and blood means insufficient spiritual energy in the blood. Without sufficient spiritual energy, the Qi and blood cannot be properly transported.

Xing Yang thought for a moment and said, "My body-tempering technique is not simply about tempering muscles and bones, but about integrating spiritual energy into your blood and qi. It will not prevent you from continuing to strengthen your blood and qi."

After a pause, he continued, "Eat more good food in the future to replenish your essence and strengthen your blood and qi. Combined with this body-tempering technique, you can advance in both the Qi and Blood Realm and the Cave Profound Realm, and eventually directly enter the Spirit Induction Realm."

Su Qiantong couldn't help but open her mouth wide, so shocked that she didn't care about her image anymore.

Compared to the path of immortality, the disadvantage of martial arts lies in the fact that progress can only be made steadily, step by step.

In the path of immortality, a sudden enlightenment can lead to a leap in cultivation level, but in the path of martial arts, one can only hone one realm at a time.

Now, this body tempering technique allows Ren Yanzhu to cultivate both the Qi and Blood Realm and the Cave Profound Realm simultaneously.

If Ren Yanzhu were a little more talented and had grasped the martial arts will earlier, could he have cultivated the three realms of Qi and Blood, Insight and Spirit Guidance simultaneously and directly entered the Core Formation stage?

Su Qiantong's eyes immediately turned fiery.

Ren Yanzhu lowered her head, and after a long while, she looked up and asked, "Thank you for your generous gift, sir! What is this body-tempering technique called?"

Xing Yang thought for a moment and said, "Nine sets of movements, each set with eight beats... let's call it 'Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill'."

Since they are all methods for achieving sainthood through physical means, calling them by this name isn't exactly a misattribution.

"The Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques..." Ren Yanzhu murmured, about to practice it one more time.

Xing Yang quickly interrupted her, saying, "Don't practice casually. Your body's vital energy is insufficient; practicing will harm your health."

Ren Yanzhu also felt a sense of emptiness in her body. The essence she had accumulated over a long period of time was completely exhausted by this set of profound skills.

In the future, the demand for spiritual food will likely be unmatched by others.

"My turn! My turn!"

Su Qiantong rushed over, grabbed Xing Yang's arm and started shaking it, her voice sickeningly sweet: "Sir, what am I going to do? You can't just abandon me!"