manynovel Chapter 52 Transfer of Skill
Chapter 52 Transfer of Skill
"Hahaha! Can you feel it? This is the Nine Yang True Qi!"
The voice of the Fire-Worker Monk, mingled with the roar of the heat, was filled with a frenzied, ecstatic joy.
I don't know how much time passed, maybe just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, maybe an hour.
"Ho...!" The Fire-Worker Monk let out a muffled roar as if he had exhausted himself, and all the vines suddenly retracted.
Chen Yuan knelt down on one knee with a "thud," supporting himself with his hands on the ground, panting heavily.
"Young Chen, you now possess the power of the first level of the Nine Yang Divine Skill."
"We'll pass on the second layer tomorrow."
The Fire-Worker Monk chuckled.
"Now it's your turn to conjure up those delicious foods..."
Chen Yuan stood up, his expression unfriendly.
"Is it absolutely necessary to use that same posture to transfer the power?"
He reached out with his right hand in the air and took out the Heaven-Slaying Sword.
With a clang, the Heaven-Slaying Sword was drawn, bursting forth with golden light.
"Do you know how uncomfortable that feeling was?!"
"Hey kid, what are you doing?!"
The Fire-Worker Monk clearly sensed something was wrong and controlled the boulder to roll backward twice.
"I just transferred my power to you."
"It was indeed a transfer of power."
He gave a forced smile.
"I have to thank you."
The next instant, a golden beam of light slashed towards the Fire-Worker Monk.
"What kind of sword is that?!"
The Fire-Worker Monk immediately tried to make the boulder roll backward, but it was too late.
Chen Yuan's target wasn't the Fire-Worker Monk, but the vines on the boulder!
......
Zhang Wuji woke up in a warm place and opened his eyes to see an old man with a white beard lying next to him, grinning at him.
A sudden jolt went through him, and he got up and took a few steps back.
"woke up?"
Chen Yuan's voice came through.
Zhang Wuji looked in the direction of the sound and saw Chen Yuan roasting chicken by the fire. He felt inexplicably at ease. He glanced at the Fire-Worker Monk lying on the ground and couldn't help but wonder.
"What...what's wrong with him?"
"Oh, I broke both his legs."
Chen Yuan pointed to the boulder that had been split in two not far away, and the vines scattered all over the ground.
The Fire-Worker Monk was paralyzed except for his hands, and he could only move by boulder shaped like a ball.
The boulder was split in two, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that its legs were broken.
The Fire-Worker Monk was displeased upon hearing this.
"Kid, I was letting you win that time!"
"You don't need to give way to me."
Chen Yuan retorted and sprinkled spices on the roast chicken.
Then, he tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Zhang Wuji, and took out a slaughtered duck from his personal space, skewered it, and handed it to Zhang Wuji's other hand.
"You roast this duck."
After saying that, Chen Yuan walked over to Huogong Toutuo with the roasted chicken in his hand.
He tore off a chicken leg for himself and handed the rest to the Fire-Worker Monk.
The Fire-Worker Monk took the roasted chicken and immediately began to devour it.
Even Chen Yuan felt the freshly roasted chicken was too hot, but the Fire-Worker Monk didn't stop and swallowed the bones once again.
Chen Yuan: "..."
He took a bite of the chicken leg and mumbled something.
"You're like a starving ghost reincarnated; why did you ever jump off a cliff in the first place?"
The Fire-Worker Monk barely managed to move his eyes, staring intently at the chicken leg in Chen Yuan's hand.
"That old geezer Zhang Sanfeng even told you this?"
"Is it possible that he didn't tell me this?"
Chen Yuan spoke in a low voice, glanced at the chicken leg in his hand, and handed it to Huogong Toutuo with a look of unbearable disapproval.
"Here you go."
The Fire-Worker Monk was overjoyed and took it without saying a word, stuffing it directly into his mouth.
Chen Yuan continued in a low, somber tone.
"Looking back now, you probably jumped off a cliff just to show off and save face."
"Unexpectedly, this jump crippled me."
"...Uh...cough cough..."
The Fireworker Monk, who was chewing on a chicken leg, seemed to choke and started coughing violently.
"How...how did you know?"
Chen Yuan: (≖_≖)
He guessed right.
"Pass on your skills to me properly, and maybe I can cure your paralysis."
Chen Yuan has started making empty promises.
A glint of light flashed in the eyes of the Fire-Worker Monk.
"Is this... really true?!"
"What does it matter if it's true or false?"
Chen Yuan conjured a fish, then instantly returned it to his spatial dimension.
"In short, I hope you can eat and drink well these next few days."
"alright."
He stood up and clapped his hands.
That's all for today, see you tomorrow.
The Fire-Worker Monk didn't move, his eyes fixed on the roast duck in Zhang Wuji's hand at an odd angle.
"..."
Chen Yuan couldn't help but put his hand to his forehead and call out to Zhang Wuji.
"Kid, give him the roast duck!"
Upon hearing the sound, Zhang Wuji carefully carried the roast duck over.
"It's...not ripe yet..."
"Then bake it and give it to him."
"No need to bake it!"
The Fire-Worker Monk spoke, and a vine emerged from the darkness, binding the roast duck.
Immediately afterwards, several more vines emerged, bound the Fire-Worker Monk, and led him into the darkness of the valley.
Looking at the sprawling vines around him, Chen Yuan's expression was like this: (⊙﹃⊙)
I have a feeling that over the decades in the valley, the Fire-Worker Monk's skills have evolved in an unorthodox direction.
After watching him leave, Chen Yuan took out another fish from his spatial storage.
"Hey, you keep baking, I'm going to review what I learned today."
As he spoke, Chen Yuan handed the fish to Zhang Wuji, then walked to the side and sat down cross-legged, earnestly experiencing the first level of the Nine Yang Divine Skill that had been infused into him that day.
At the dantian, a "small furnace" is steadily emitting heat.
With a thought, the "heat" obediently flowed into his arm.
When he clenched his fist, a faint golden luster shone beneath his skin, exuding a powerful aura.
Chen Yuan had a feeling that, if he wanted, this "heat" could be released from his body, causing harm to others, or it could be used to heal wounds.
After using it for a while, Chen Yuan opened the system panel.
[Host: Chen Yuan]
Strength: 13 (12+1)
【Wisdom: 12】
[Body: 13 (12+1)]
[Life Source: 300 (Number of Lottery Draws: 0)]
[Skills: Nine Yang Divine Skill - First Level, Electric Eye, Enslavement (Current number of enslavable characters: 1, Current number of enslaved characters: 0), Combat Expert, Firearms Proficiency]
[Warehouse: Item Card - Mighty Pill *1, Character Card - Steel Warrior *1, Skill Card - Dragon Subduing Ten Slaps *1, Item Card - Healing Potion *1]
[Personal Space - 1 cubic meter: Aircraft, Adamantium Alloy Katana, Enhanced Golden Desert Eagle, various supplies, food, water, medicine, fire source, smoke]
[Permanent World: Hong Kong Variety Show World (Updates are currently in disarray...)]
[World Mission One: Become the Supreme Martial Arts Master.]
[World Mission Two: Stirring Up the Storm.]
After the transfer of power, Chen Yuan's strength and constitution in his three-dimensional attributes both increased by 1 point, and the Nine Yang Divine Skill automatically became one of his skills.
[Start the prize draw.]
[Host has consumed 300 Life Essence to participate in the lottery. The lottery is in progress...]
The prizes for this lucky draw are as follows: Item Card - Thirty Years of Internal Energy *1, Skill Card - Silence Spell *1, Item Card...