25: Chapter 25: Over 18,000 kilograms of punching power

The next few days continued in much the same way.

Shen Youqing arrived at the Lin family Training Room punctually every day, training diligently in the company of Su Yingxue.

At first, she felt quite embarrassed.

Su Yingxue was a Middle Stage Martial Artist; it was truly too much of an imposition for her to accompany a "quasi-Martial Artist" with 98 points of blood-qi for training.

But Su Yingxue had no such thoughts at all.

During a break, she rubbed her lower abdomen and said softly, "Sister Youqing, actually, I should be the one thanking you."

"Thanking me?" Shen Youqing was puzzled.

"Yes." Su Yingxue nodded.

"After I became pregnant, I couldn't undergo high-intensity training."

"Cultivating alone is boring, so having you here keeps me company."

Shen Youqing only then noticed Su Yingxue's lower abdomen.

She hadn't been able to tell because of the loose training clothes, and even now, looking closely...

Well, she still couldn't tell.

"Congratulations! Congratulations!" Shen Youqing offered her sincere congratulations. "How many months has it been?"

"Almost two months." Su Yingxue's face was filled with a happy smile. "My husband and grandfather are both especially happy."

She looked at Shen Youqing and said earnestly:

"So, Sister Youqing, you really don't need to feel embarrassed."

"Having you here to Cultivate with me makes me even happier."

"Besides, we can urge each other on, and our progress will be faster, won't it?"

Looking into the other's sincere eyes, the unease in Shen Youqing's heart finally dissipated.

From that day on, their relationship grew closer.

Between training sessions, they would talk about many topics.

The Dao, life, ideals, and even secrets between girls.

Shen Youqing discovered that although Su Yingxue came from an ordinary background, she had a cheerful personality and a kind heart, with absolutely no airs of a wealthy young mistress.

And Su Yingxue also discovered that Shen Youqing was not only gentle and intelligent but also very strong-willed, with a persistent pursuit of the Dao.

After a few days, the two became close friends who shared everything.

Sometimes when they were tired from training, they would sit by the window, looking at the scenery in the garden, and share each other's stories.

"Yingxue, why do you support Lin Yun marrying... marrying more wives?"

Once, Shen Youqing couldn't help but voice the doubt in her heart.

Because Su Yingxue had told her about Lin Yun and Wen Yan.

She had even asked her for advice on how to help her husband win over Wen Yan sooner.

Su Yingxue remained silent for a moment, then said softly, "Because I love him."

She looked out the window, her eyes gentle:

"I want him to be happy, and I want him to realize all his dreams."

"And... my husband does indeed like Sister Wen Yan."

Su Yingxue looked into Shen Youqing's eyes:

"Sister Youqing, do you believe it? Some people are destined to be extraordinary. My husband is such a person."

"His future should not be limited to a small place like Jiangcheng."

Shen Youqing was lost in thought.

She thought of Lin Yun's profound understanding of the Dao, his astonishing speed of progress, and his maturity and sense of responsibility that belied his age...

Perhaps, Yingxue was right.

"Besides,"

Su Yingxue suddenly winked playfully.

"With more sisters to share the burden, I can be more relaxed! You don't know, my husband in that regard... sigh, never mind!"

Shen Youqing blushed, but she was also amused.

This couple was truly interesting.

The sunlight outside the window spilled in, illuminating the faces of the two young women.

One was gentle and intelligent, the other bright and moving, but both had eyes shining with expectation for the future.

Meanwhile, in the combat zone, Lin Yun had been knocked down by Wen Yan once again.

"You made progress today."

Wen Yan offered a rare compliment.

"Being able to persist for fifteen minutes under my 'Thousand Shadow Steps' is not bad."

Lin Yun climbed up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and grinned: "Then how far am I from defeating you?"

Wen Yan rolled her eyes at him: "Still a long way off. However..."

A complex look flashed in her eyes: "At this speed, perhaps... it won't take many years."

Lin Yun's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Fake!! Go rest for ten minutes, then continue." Wen Yan turned around.

She walked toward the window, looking at Su Yingxue and Shen Youqing laughing and talking in the garden, and for some reason, an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart.

Perhaps... marrying this kid really isn't such an unacceptable thing?

Once this thought appeared, it could no longer be suppressed.

Wen Yan shook her head, forcing herself not to think about it anymore.

She still had the Dao to pursue and a wider world to explore.

But deep in her heart, a voice was saying:

Perhaps, these two things are not in conflict?

...

Two more days passed.

A full month had passed since the last time he took a first-grade blood essence pill.

In the Gravity Chamber of the Training Room, Lin Yun sat cross-legged, holding a blood-red Medicinal Pill the size of a longan in his hand.

This was a first-grade blood essence pill, worth 20 million, which could significantly increase a Martial Artist's blood-qi.

"It's been a month, I should be able to take it."

Lin Yun swallowed the Medicinal Pill in one gulp.

The Medicinal Pill melted upon entering his stomach, turning into a scorching torrent that rushed into his body.

The medicinal power this time was much smaller than the last, but Lin Yun still dared not be negligent and immediately circulated the Five Hearts Toward Heaven Method, guiding the medicinal power along the route of the Cultivation Technique.

Two hours passed.

Lin Yun slowly opened his eyes, feeling the surging power within his body.

He walked out of the Gravity Chamber and came to the fist strength testing machine.

After sensing carefully, he threw a punch!

"Boom—!"

The testing machine vibrated violently, the numbers on the screen jumped crazily, and finally settled on an astonishing value:

18247.36 kg

Over 18,000 kilograms!

A full 5,000 kilograms increase from a month ago!

But Lin Yun frowned slightly.

The first time he took a first-grade blood essence pill, his strength increased by nearly 7,000 kilograms.

This time it was only 5,000, a decrease of 2,000.

Wen Yan appeared behind him and said:

"Taking a Medicinal Pill can increase the quantity of blood-qi, but compressing the increased quantity into quality and keeping it in the Dantian tests a person's Martial Arts Talent."

"Those with high talent can absorb a first-grade blood essence pill 100%, increasing their strength by 10,000 kilograms per pill."

"You've dropped so quickly after taking just the second one; subsequent improvements will be even smaller."

Lin Yun sighed inwardly.

This is the importance of talent!

Every time a Martial Artist advances a step, they must grasp both quantity and quality, otherwise, they cannot transform and promote after reaching Perfection.

After the blood-qi pill entered his stomach, he tried his best to circulate the Cultivation Technique, but half of the medicinal power was still wasted.

Su Yingxue, who was on the side, did not take a Medicinal Pill this time.

Her training intensity had decreased after pregnancy, and it was not yet time to take it; she needed to accumulate for a while longer.

Shen Youqing stood on the side, a trace of envy flashing in her eyes.

A first-grade blood essence pill is worth 20 million!

She couldn't even afford a blood-qi pill for an ordinary apprentice, otherwise, she would have become a Martial Artist long ago.

The only time she took a Medicinal Pill was when she was about to take the Martial Arts College Entrance Exam.

At that time, her family had spent all their savings to buy a Medicinal Pill worth 50,000.

50,000—it would take her parents several years to save that much.