537: Chapter 537

He trained during the day.

He trained at night.

When others were asleep, he was still sitting cross-legged in the courtyard, absorbing Spiritual Qi by the moonlight.

Just as dawn broke, his figure was already before the wooden stake in the courtyard again.

Punch after punch, again and again; his palms were worn raw, scabbed over, and worn raw again.

He refused to believe it.

Previously, when his cultivation stagnated, he could comfort himself that it was a lingering injury from falling off the cliff.

Later, when his spiritual power began to leak away, he could still grit his teeth and tell himself it was just a temporary disorder that would eventually return to normal.

But as the days passed, reality became increasingly harsh.

No matter how he trained, the result was the same.

It was even worse.

He tried doubling his cultivation time.

It was useless.

He tried switching to a gentler breathing technique.

Still useless.

He even dug out the basic boxing manuals and energy circulation diagrams from his father's study, checking them point by point to see if he had gone wrong somewhere.

Still useless.

Every time he finally managed to gather a mouthful of spiritual power, not long after, that power would quietly slip away from his Meridians.

He didn't speak of this to anyone.

He didn't even tell his parents immediately.

He just kept training, as if trying to plug that invisible hole.

But he couldn't.

One month.

Two months.

Half a year.

Qin Yun was still the same Qin Yun, and he had broken three wooden stakes in the courtyard.

But his Realm was slipping down, little by little.

Every day, he went to the training ground as usual.

As if nothing had happened.

But some things cannot be hidden forever.

One year later.

The news finally spread.

Qin Yun's Realm officially fell from the Spirit Transformation Realm to the fifth stage of the Spirit Nurturing Realm.

At this, the entire Qin Family was shaken.

The Elder council held three meetings in a row.

Qin Zhan's face looked terrible, and he smashed two teacups in a row.

Qin Yun's mother had lost a circle of weight during these days; she didn't say anything, but the worry in her eyes could not be hidden.

The high-level members of the Qin Family dared not treat this as simple post-injury weakness anymore.

They invited the most famous physician in Jianghan City.

The old physician was of a great age and very famous in the city. He took Qin Yun's pulse for a full half-hour, his brows furrowing tighter and tighter.

Finally, he withdrew his hand and could only shake his head.

"There is no major problem with his body."

"His Meridians are not broken either."

"Although his Dantian is a bit weak, I cannot see the root of the illness."

The Qin Family refused to give up and invited the best Alchemist in the city.

The other party brought several Disciples, circled around Qin Yun, and took out several Magical Artifacts for detecting spiritual nature, testing them one by one.

Finally, that Alchemist wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled bitterly, and cupped his hands.

"I do not understand Young Master Qin's situation."

"It seems like something went wrong with his Physique, but it does not look like ordinary backlash."

"Strange, too strange."

They still could not find the reason.

Thus, a new theory gradually emerged within the Qin Family.

Qin Yun's Physique was not a great Opportunity.

It was more like an incomprehensible trouble.

But regardless, Qin Yun was still a direct descendant of the Qin Family, still Qin Zhan's only son, and still the person originally considered capable of supporting the Family's future.

The resources allocated on the surface were not cut off immediately.

The Medicinal Pills that should be given were still being given.

The Spirit Stones that should be distributed were still being distributed.

It was just that some things had already quietly changed.

For example, the way people looked at him.

In the past, wherever he walked, collateral branch Disciples would take the initiative to make way, call him Brother Yun, with smiles on their faces.

Now those smiles were still there, but they were much fainter, and the enthusiasm was much less.

Some people were still respectful with their mouths, but when they turned their heads, their expressions held a bit more ambiguity.

Some people dared not say it openly, but would whisper in private.

"I heard he fell in Realm again."

"Fell from the Spirit Transformation Realm to the fifth stage of the Spirit Nurturing Realm; what is there to Cultivate?"

"Wasn't it suspected to be a Dao Body before? How does it look like a joke now?"

It would be strange if these words did not reach Qin Yun's ears.

The Qin Family was only so big.

No matter how high the courtyard walls were, they could not block the wind.

At first, Qin Yun would pretend not to hear, but later he was too lazy to even pretend.

On the road, when he met those clan Disciples who were hesitant to speak, he would not even lift his eyelids, walking straight past.

His words became fewer and fewer.

The time spent training, however, became longer and longer.

Only his Realm kept falling.

Sometimes he himself could not understand what was wrong with his body.

His Dantian was not broken.

His Meridians were not broken either.

But the spiritual power just could not stay.

The breath of Qi cultivated at night would dissipate by nearly half by the next day.

The Realm he desperately grabbed back would always slip away inadvertently.

This feeling of powerlessness ground him down bit by bit.

Just at this time, a more piercing piece of news came from outside.

The Young Miss from the Zhu Family who was betrothed to him had been favored by the Profound Spirit Sect, a large Sect of the Moon Spirit Imperial Dynasty.

The news first came from the Zhu Family.

It was said that an Elder of the Profound Spirit Sect was passing through Jianghan City and accidentally saw the Zhu Family's Young Miss, finding her astonishingly beautiful. He immediately tested her Aptitude and concluded that her spiritual body was pure and extremely suitable for the Sect's Legacy, so he directly accepted her as a Personal Disciple.

Once this news came out, the entire Jianghan City exploded.

Profound Spirit Sect.

That was a behemoth that a small place like Jianghan City could only look up to.

There were many strong people in the Sect; any Inner Sect Disciple placed in Jianghan City would be enough to make the three great Families treat them with courtesy.

Now, the Zhu Family actually had a Personal Disciple favored by an Imperial Dynasty Elder.

What concept was this?

When one person attains the Dao, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.

The Zhu Family's gate was bustling for seven consecutive days.

The head of the Wang Family personally came to congratulate them and sent generous gifts.

The City Lord's Mansion also sent people.

Even some small forces that usually had no dealings with the Zhu Family swarmed over to curry favor.

The Zhu Family's mansion was crowded with people.

Everyone was praising them.

"The Zhu Family's ancestral grave is really emitting green smoke this time."

"What green smoke; this is destiny."

"A Personal Disciple of an Earth Spirit Realm expert; let alone Jianghan City, even in the surrounding cities, such a person has never appeared."

"That Young Miss is afraid she will soar to great heights in the future."

This excitement grew and grew.

It also made Qin Yun's situation look even uglier.

The person from the Zhu Family who was betrothed to him was now infinitely glorious, taken away by an Earth Spirit Elder, and had a bright future.

And he, Qin Yun, was falling in Realm crazily.

One was heading to the sky.

One was falling to the ground.

Even within the Qin Family, many people began to fall silent.

Some people who originally still cared about the Alliance relationship brought by the marriage contract also began to have doubts in their hearts.

Could this marriage contract still count?

Now that the Zhu Family had climbed up to an Imperial Dynasty Sect, would they still recognize this marriage contract?

Everyone knew the answer.

But no one dared to be the first to say it.

Qin Zhan's face had been very gloomy these days, and he had not spoken for a long time after returning to the mansion.

Qin Yun's mother looked at her husband, then at her son, and could only sigh.

Qin Yun did not ask.

He just continued to Cultivate.

The people on the training ground gradually became fewer.

In the past, when he came, there were always people surrounding him to watch.

Now when he came, occasionally someone passed by, took a look, and walked away.

One evening, the Zhu Family's flying boat finally took off.

The heavenly favored daughter who had been taken away by the Profound Spirit Sect left Jianghan City under the gaze of the whole city.

The flying boat was huge.

The boat's body was carved with the patterns of the Profound Spirit Sect, and spiritual light flowed. When it stopped in mid-air, it was so oppressive that people almost dared not look directly at it.

The head of the Zhu Family led a group of Elders to see her off, glowing with health and vigor.

Half of Jianghan City's people ran to see it.

Qin Yun did not go.

He stood on the training ground in the Qin Family's backyard, punching the wooden stake punch after punch.

Wood chips flew everywhere.

Sweat streamed down his forehead.

Until the back of his hand was worn raw and blood seeped out, he stopped.

At this time, some young people from the clan were discussing outside the training ground.

"The Zhu Family has really surpassed us this time."

"When that Young Miss comes back in the future, I am afraid even the City Lord will have to welcome her personally."

"If you ask me, if Brother Qin Yun had not had this happen, he would still be a match. Now..."

The rest of the words were not finished.

But the meaning was clear enough.

A moment later, someone whispered:

"Stop talking, it is bad if people hear you."

"What if they hear? Is it not a fact?"

The sound was not loud.

But it still reached Qin Yun's ears.

The evening wind blew across the training ground, and the debris on the wooden stake fell in a swirl.

He silently lowered his eyes and slowly circulated the spiritual power in his body.

It was less again.

Just in that moment, the spiritual power he had painstakingly stabilized in his body had leaked away a bit more.

Very light.

But real.

Qin Yun slowly clenched his fists, and the wound on the back of his hand was pulled, sending a sharp pain.

He stood on the empty training ground, listening to the clansmen's envious discussion about the Zhu Family's heavenly favored daughter in the distance, feeling the spiritual power in his body leaking away again, and began to doubt his so-called "special Physique".

Is this thing really a Physique?

Or is it — it was a joke from the very beginning.