Da Xuan Martial Saint

"I've tried out your meridian root bone and have temporarily devised a set of fist techniques for refining your physique and qi-blood. Follow me and practice it, so I can see how effective it is."

Techniques like the Fierce Ox Body Refinement Method and Tiger Demon Bone Tempering Fist, which Chen Mu had cultivated before, basically belong to the most common fist techniques, applicable to Martial Men with any physique and meridian roots. For Zhao Xiaohong, the applicability should also reach at least eighty to ninety percent, but to achieve a hundred percent effect, one would need a fist technique tailor-made to her body development, every piece of skin and bone.

However, achieving this was not easy. Even individuals at the Five Organ and Viscera Realm wouldn't be able to easily create a specialized and exclusive Body Forging Technique based on someone's meridian roots and body. Only someone with skills as refined as Chen Mu, who had cultivated the Heaven and Earth Wheel Seal to the Seventh Layer and had an extremely detailed understanding of the human body, could develop the appropriate fist technique in a short time.

Of course.

He wasn't certain if it was entirely correct; it still required Zhao Xiaohong to try it out to see.

Hearing Chen Mu's words, Zhao Xiaohong blinked repeatedly... A Body Forging Technique customized exclusively for her?

She had heard of such a thing, but it seemed only those Martial Arts Grandmasters who had reached perfection could accomplish this, and they clearly wouldn't expend such effort on an ordinary disciple. She wasn't yet a true disciple of Chen Mu, and to receive such cultivation from him naturally stirred ripples in her heart and silently strengthened her resolve.

No matter whether she could become a disciple of Chen Mu in the future, she must not slacken or let Chen Mu down.

Chen Mu didn't know what the young girl was thinking. It was only after he had finally reached the Seventh Layer of the Heaven and Earth Wheel Seal and arrived at the peak level of a Grandmaster that he felt inspired to try creating. He didn't consider taking Zhao Xiaohong as his true disciple yet, but if Zhao Xiaohong and Jin Ling'er could both reach the standard of true disciples in the future, then accepting them wouldn't be out of the question.

Although he wasn't very keen on taking the position of Spirit Profound Peak's Peak Master, he ultimately received it from Qin Mengjun, he couldn't just wash his hands of it immediately, and he had to take some care of it.

"This set of fist techniques has a total of four moves, from the starting move to the final move. Follow me and practice each one."

Chen Mu spoke to Zhao Xiaohong and then assumed a starting position, a stance that seemed ordinary at first glance but contained subtleties: "Your leg meridian root bones are slightly weak. Once you master this move, it will compensate for the deficiencies in your legs. Remember, your body should be like willow fluff drifting in the wind, mind like duckweed following the flow of water."

Having said this.

Chen Mu signaled Zhao Xiaohong to try.

Zhao Xiaohong respectfully responded and then attempted to mimic Chen Mu's posture. She was indeed highly perceptive, and after Chen Mu corrected her posture twice, she managed the entirely correct movements. In less than a quarter of an hour, she began to approach the essence of "body like willow fluff drifting in the wind," grasping the core of the move.

Chen Mu nodded slightly at the sight. If it were Jin Ling'er, just getting the posture right would have taken some effort, and to understand and practice according to the essence would take even longer. Zhao Xiaohong, however, was much more at ease. Though her insight wasn't as profound as his, by comparison to the average person, she was indeed extremely intelligent.

Quickly.

Chen Mu taught the following three moves in full and then watched Zhao Xiaohong practice them one by one. After detailed refinement and a few modifications to the details, adding or omitting as necessary, he finally organized a set of five Body Forging Techniques exclusive to Zhao Xiaohong, capable of supporting her cultivation all the way to the Bone Tempering Realm, all in just half a day.

With her direction established, Zhao Xiaohong practiced over and over again, while Jin Ling'er wielded her spear, also repeatedly contemplating the teachings and pointers demonstrated by Chen Mu earlier. Her spear technique subtly touched the domain of Momentum. Although she never managed to grasp that flash of inspiration, it seemed she wouldn't need much longer.

Chen Mu stood in front with his hands behind his back, watching the progress of both, his expression gently nodding with approval.

Just as he prepared to turn and leave.

Suddenly.

A gentle and familiar voice sounded in his ear.

"Chen Mu, come to the rear cliff."

Hearing this voice, Chen Mu finally showed a flicker of emotion and looked up towards the peak of Spirit Profound Peak.

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He was all too familiar with this voice; it was that of his master Qin Mengjun. Since the incident at Ice State and the delivery of the Mystic Tortoise's body back to the Seven Profound Sect, Qin Mengjun had been out for two months, whereabouts unknown.

Trapped in the Seven Profound Sect for more than a decade, finally regaining his strength and stepping into the Blood Exchange Realm, Chen Mu naturally understood Qin Mengjun. If it had been him, it might have been quite normal to travel for a year. It had only been two months now.

But these ordinary two months were another transcendence for him.

Heaven and Earth Wheel Seal, Seventh Layer.

Qiankun Domain!

Chen Mu loosened his clenched fist and then took a step out, heading towards the rear cliff at the peak of Spirit Profound Peak.

By now, he was less concerned about whether Qin Mengjun had found the Body Tempering Prescription with Mystic Tortoise Heart Blood as the main ingredient. He was eager to have another bout with Qin Mengjun to see what level his strength had reached now.

Step, step, step,

Chen Mu walked along the mountain path. Each step he took quietly spanned dozens of feet, swiftly arriving alone at the peak. He bypassed the grand hall at the summit and headed towards the rear cliff of Spirit Profound Peak.