Chapter 1: The Weakness of the Martial World's Gentle Arts...

  Qing Shui also knew a year ago that Qing Yi was in charge of the Qing family's business, and vaguely knew that his mother and those who cooperated with him to do transactions had strength far superior to the Qing family, so most of the profits were taken away by them. However, the remaining profit is still considerable, so even if the Qing family doesn't do it, there won't be a lack of people doing it. Although he wasn't very comfortable in his heart, when you're under someone's roof, you have to lower your head.

  If he could master the art of alchemy now, he would be able to refine some excellent elixirs, such as Xiaohuan Dan, Jinxiang Yu, Jinchuang Yao, She Xian Mei Ren, and even the legendary Fo Guang Shelizi and Jiuzhuan Huansheng Dan. That way, women, wealth, power, and strength would all become much easier to obtain. Qing Shui looked forward to that day.

  Qingyi left, Qingyi can be said to be the god of wealth for the Qing family. More than half of the Qing family's income comes from the medicinal material business that Qingyi is in charge of. However, apart from Qingyi, there are also some helpers in the Qing family, otherwise Qingyi would not be able to return and stay for ten days or even half a month at times.

  Qing Shui has been practicing the Ancient Strengthening Technique day and night for a year, regardless of whether it's windy, rainy or snowy. He hasn't stopped even once. Although the Qing family is very strict with their next generation, especially the third generation, they still have fixed practice times every day, while other times are free to do as they please.

  Although Qing Shui was only eight or nine years old, he already had the mind of an adult and knew the importance of strength. With his small body unable to do anything else, he devoted almost all his time to cultivation.

  The green and yellow gas flowing inside his body was not much thicker than a strand of hair, the gas threads were tangled together. After a year of hard training, Qing Shui's Qinglian Martial Art had already reached the second level, while the Ancient Strengthening Technique was very strange, as soon as one entered the door, it was already at the first level, just like last time when he entered the door and gained the benefits of washing his marrow and clearing his pulse, which greatly benefited Qing Shui's body. Washing one's marrow and clearing one's pulse wasn't something that anyone could try.

  But more than a year of hard work was just enough to reach the peak of the first heaven, and it was still impossible to break through.

  For a year, whether unintentionally or due to the auxiliary nature of the Ancient Strengthening Technique, Qing Shui was unexpectedly able to simultaneously cultivate both the Nine Yin Meridian Cultivation Method and the Ancient Strengthening Technique. This made Qing Shui extremely happy, saving him half the time.

  Qing Shui was practicing arduously in the basement of his own room, outside had already become a starry night. Qing Shui felt like he was about to break through, felt like he was going to break through that barrier, but every time it was just a feeling and lacked the strength to do so. Qing Shui's forehead was covered with fine sweat droplets.

  "I must break through, even if it's just for the sake of my beloved mother, I won't give up, I want to become stronger, I don't want to be a waste, I want to stand at the top of this world..."

  After an unknown amount of time had passed, a faint white light began to appear on the eastern horizon.

  "Peng." It was like the sound of a bottle stopper being pulled out, and Qing Shui felt a refreshing cool breeze instantly spreading throughout his body, with all 360 acupoints and pores feeling refreshed.

  Originally, there was only a yellow airflow as thin as a hair that became as thick as yarn after breaking through the Second Heaven, which is tens of times growth.

  Running slowly for thirty-six weeks, I feel my whole body filled with explosive power, and even my mental strength is growing wildly. The entire world under my eyes is much brighter, and even the legs of an ant moving in the distance can be seen clearly. Any wind blowing or grass moving within a radius of ten meters can be heard clearly.

  Ears clear and eyes bright. The little face with a smile on the blue water is very happy, but at this moment, it seems that there are some more things in my mind, and I am surprised to see them sink down.

  Qīng Shuǐ sighed, in five years' time, from running thirty-six weeks to forty-eight weeks now, when can I reach one hundred and eight weeks? Three hundred and sixty?

  "Dark Arts." Qing Shui saw was the Dark Arts technique.

  Today is indeed a double happiness, the ancient strong body technique that has been unable to break through for a long time finally broke through today. Not only did my own strength make rapid progress, but I can also cultivate dark weapon techniques from now on. Qing Shui knew that in the era of cold weapons, hidden weapons were very terrifying, especially a master of hidden weapons. As the saying goes, "a visible spear is easy to dodge, but a hidden arrow is hard to defend against". The power of hidden weapons is in no way inferior to ordinary bows and crossbows.

  What's most valuable about hidden weapons is that they can be used unexpectedly, and when practiced to a certain level, one can even shoot people dead with flying leaves or flowers, not to mention stones and other objects. Therefore, a master of hidden weapons can use anything as a hidden weapon, which is the most frightening aspect.