Danwu Refining Spirit

Chapter 138 Comparing yourself to others will only make you miserable.

138. Comparing yourself to others is infuriating.

I am a dignified martial arts master. Why would I feel a little timid when facing a martial arts student who has just broken through?

Was it because of the madness in the other person's eyes? Or did you feel that the other person was dangerous?

No, absolutely not! It's because I'm thinking of my brother. Then I'll give him the beast core.

After much deliberation, Yokoyama finally found a suitable reason for his actions so that he wouldn't feel ashamed of his previous thoughts. He quickly tossed the beast core in his hand to Xiao Chong.

Xiao Chong snatched the beast core, then made a grasping motion with his five fingers towards the ground, and the beast core that had rolled out of the green ox's body flew into his hand with a whoosh.

Whoosh! With another flick of his hand, the two beast cores vanished instantly, both stored within the Purple Cloud Cauldron.

This is a unique method of controlling objects, a technique unique to cultivators! Hengshan secretly praised it, feeling that many of his previous cultivation concepts had been shattered since he met Xiao Chong, and thus he was momentarily lost in thought.

Martial arts and the path of mental cultivation cannot be practiced simultaneously; this is a consensus reached within the cultivation world of Tianyun Continent. The reason for this is not a fundamental conflict between the two, but rather the limited lifespan of cultivators. Unless one cultivates to the level of a Martial God, death is inevitable.

Martial artists focus on physical training, while mind cultivators spend a significant amount of time honing their mental strength. Martial artists have longer lifespans and therefore more opportunities. Therefore, unless one's aptitude for martial arts is exceptionally poor, no one would choose to cultivate the path of a mind cultivator.

In people's minds, all chant masters are like they were made from the same mold: weak and sickly, emaciated, and looking like they could die at any moment.

However, this doesn't seem to apply to Xiao Chong. Judging from his ability to communicate with Star Soul Beasts, Yokoyama can confirm that Xiao Chong's Mind Master cultivation has reached the second rank.

However, his martial arts training had not lagged behind at all; his body was as robust as a one-horned bull. Yokoyama simply couldn't understand it. Given the amount of Yuan energy the opponent had just absorbed, let alone a Mind Master, even a martial artist with excellent aptitude would have been burst long ago.

The most incredible thing about Yokoyama was his ability to conjure or disappear objects out of thin air.

Manipulating space is a skill that even grandmasters don't possess. But if someone were to say that Xiao Chong has cultivation levels above grandmaster, I would never believe it even if you beat me to death.

Is the other party carrying some kind of extraordinary treasure? Then why is there no trace of their presence? Given their cultivation level, they definitely can't hide anything from me.

Hmm, I can't guess anymore, or I'll rack my brains. There's only one explanation for all this: the other person is a freak! Yokoyama's thoughts wandered endlessly, and he felt he was not far from the truth.

Just as he was thinking it over and it seemed to make more sense, a familiar voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Brother Heng, why are you looking at me like that? Do I have flowers growing on my face?" Xiao Chong casually threw the iron hammer in his hand on the ground and walked up to Hengshan, asking as if nothing had happened.

"Flowers on your face? That's smallpox! Can I say you stole my beast core?" Seeing the red light in Xiao Chong's eyes fade and his gaze return to clarity, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him, Hengshan felt speechless with bitterness.

“He must have had his brain burned out by the sudden influx of Yuan energy, and his thoughts were out of control, otherwise he would never have acted so strangely.”

Thinking about it this way, Yokoyama felt much better. Pointing to the beef sauce all over the ground, he said with a hint of self-deprecation, "When you broke through, you were incredibly brave and strong. You were able to smash the Bull King to pieces. It was truly astonishing. I couldn't do that either."

"Really? Has my cultivation level broken through?" Xiao Chong looked down at himself and began to secretly circulate his internal energy to examine his body.

Sure enough, the thirty-two acupoints in his body had been successfully opened, and they were filled with Yuan energy, which meant that he had truly broken through to the Martial Life realm.

After the examination, Xiao Chong felt that the power within his body was indeed much greater than before. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a one-horned bull that had survived the ordeal a few feet away, trying to run away in a panic. He leaped up and punched the bull in the belly.

"flutter!"

With a muffled thud, like a blow to a tattered leather, the one-horned bull was knocked to the ground, blood gushing from its mouth and nose. Although it didn't die immediately, it couldn't get up.

"How did you break through so easily?" Xiao Chong asked Hengshan, puzzled. "Although you're stronger now, it's not as exaggerated as you described, Brother Heng. Are you sure that blue ox died at my hands?"

You're confused? I'm even more confused! It's true that comparisons are the thief of joy. I, Hengshan, have been practicing martial arts since childhood, and my aptitude is considered top-notch. I've never lacked the necessary cultivation resources, so why is it that every breakthrough is so fraught with danger?

Speechless at Xiao Chong's understated description, Yokoyama couldn't help but roll his eyes. He really wanted to tell the other person that he broke through even more easily, as simple as eating and drinking.

But he wasn't thick-skinned enough. His lips moved several times, but he didn't have the courage to boast. He could only honestly answer the other person's last question.

"You did kill that blue ox. The reason you were so brave was because your internal energy surged when you broke through. Now that the excess energy has been absorbed, it will naturally calm down."

"I see." Unable to maintain the high-energy state for long, Xiao Chong was somewhat disappointed, and his mood was also a little down.

On the contrary, Yokoyama felt that Xiao Chong's breakthrough had given him another boost, and he was secretly delighted.

Looking at the other wild beasts that were gradually surging over from afar, Hengshan said urgently, "Brother, your cultivation level has just improved and is still unstable. Let's go back to the city together to consolidate it first."

"Okay, let's go back to the city."

Xiao Chong also felt that Hengshan's words made a lot of sense, so he agreed. Then, under Hengshan's questioning gaze, he rummaged through the bits of beef on the ground and, taking advantage of the other party's inattention, put something as thick as a baby's waist into the Purple Cloud Cauldron.

The wild beasts in the distance were advancing rapidly and getting closer and closer. It seemed they would reach the two of them in a few moments.

Outnumbered and outgunned, and fearing they would be surrounded by wild beasts again, the two quickly turned and rushed toward the city gate.

Upon reaching the city walls, seeing that the wild beasts behind them had been left far behind, the two exchanged a smile and leaped onto the city wall.

Before he could even stand still, Yokoyama finally couldn't contain his curiosity and whispered to Xiao Chong, "Brother, you were all smiles after finding something, as if you'd found a treasure. I wonder what it is?"

"You want it?" Xiao Chong asked casually.

“That’s not what I meant,” Yokoyama waved his hand and said, “but while a gentleman doesn’t take what others have done right, it’s never wrong to appreciate it and broaden one’s knowledge.”

"Do you really just want to appreciate it?" Xiao Chong remained silent, staring at Hengshan with a very strange expression.

"What exactly is it?" Seeing the other party's rambling, Yokoyama became even more itchy.

"Bullwhip!" Xiao Chong finally spoke.

"Ah?" Yokoyama slipped and fell headfirst off the city wall.