Chapter 19: Chapter 19: Soul God Cultivation Method
It was an hour later that Tang Wulin woke up and Xiu Ye profusely apologize for burying him into the ground. Thankfully he forgive the latter and said he was just fine, despite being buried into the ground.
Xiu Ye knew that it was thanks to the healing factor of the Golden Dragon King in Tang Wulin's body that he was still alright.
Seeing Tang Wulin being alright, Na'er forgive Xiu Ye with a hug.
Since everything was alright, especially for Tang Wulin, Xiu Ye decided to continue but this time he reminded the former to not go all out.
After a series of punches and kicks thrown for
a couple of hours, Tang Wulin dropped to the ground, exhausted, his limbs apart from each other. While a slightly out of breath Xiu Ye stood in front of him, his mind lost in thought.
For an entire two hours: he dodged, evaded and sometimes counterattack with successive precise punches on his cousin's face and stomach, and what happened? Tang Wulin is a physical freak that has the energy of a freaking horse, defense and stomach of a hippo. If Xiu Ye didn't have a soul power of 11 and a yellow soul ring, he would have already been dead tired by now.
"Big brother Ye, here." Xiu Ye turned towards Na'er, handing him a towel and water bottle with a meek smile.
Xiu Ye smiled.
"Thank you Na'er. Don't forget to give the glutton over there the same treatment as well, okay?" Na'er nodded and headed off to get another pair of towel and water bottle for Tang Wulin.
Wiping the sweat off of his body with the towel, he uncapped the water bottle and Xiu Ye took slow but big gentle sips of water. His thoughts about on what to do with Tang Wulin.
Although he said he would teach him how to fight, he was stuck. He just said that based on hoping that the memories from Genryūsai Yamamoto would help him, which slightly did but most of the techniques he currently got from the guy had was about sword styles, something that Wulin has no use for. Until he receives more of the old man's memories, he was going to wing it out on teaching his cousin.
'And I have only surface level knowledge of boxing. Should I really teach that kind of superficial technique to Wulin? Hmm. I think there's another martial sport or martial art that's suited for him that has movement techniques mixed in.' Finishing the entire bottle, Xiu Ye capped the bottle once more and, without looking, threw the plastic bottle up in the air backwards.
The bottle flew and descended down with a arc shape and landed directly into a recycling bin.
"OOOOHHHH!!" To the side, a group of black skinned teens who were just hanging around a wooden table, saw the entire scene of Xiu Ye throwing the bottle and landing into the bin, erupted into great cheers.
"Hey Wulin." Tang Wulin, now sitting upright, arched an eyebrow as he quickly dried his water bottle into his mouth while Na'er, sitting by his side, was helping him wipe his sweat away. "I think I have a suitable fighting style for you, but it'll take a couple of days for me to teach it to you as I need to test it correctly if it'll be perfect for you."
Lowering his empty water bottle, Tang Wulin nodded.
"Okay, I'll wait. Should it be ready for the next time you'll teach me?"
Xiu Ye nodded.
"Yeah. Every other day of the weekend?"
"Yup. See you later, Ye." Tang Wulin waved as Xiu Ye chuckled.
"Hm. See you! You as well Na'er" The little girl nodded with a smile and waved her hand towards him. "Bye bye, big brother Ye!"
With that, Xiu Ye turned and walked away to go home.
"Hm. Oh I forgot to ask him something..." Tang Wulin muttered as he slowly stood back up with slightly trembling legs, staring at the back of Xiu Ye, whose disappearing into the horizon as he continued walking towards his home.
"About what big brother Wulin?" Tilting her head, Na'er asked.
Tang Wulin scratched his cheek.
"I don't know if I'm just too observant or something but, did you notice that necklace Ye wore a while ago?"
Na'er blinked her eyes, thinking for a moment, and nodded.
"Why do you ask?"
Tang Wulin frowned and shook his head.
"I haven't really notice him wearing that before when we first met him, and..."
Xiu Ye stopped before a crossroad. Unknowingly, he raised his right hand up and lightly rubbed a black metallic with his index finger and thumb.
Strapped around his neck was a simple black metal thread as thick as a pinky and tough enough to not easily break under the force of a hammer. The only notable thing about it was the simple ordinary looking black colored ring attached to it.
This was the goodbye gift Yu Fei had handed to him before she left.
"I just felt, like there was something off about it. Probably just my imagination." Tang Wulin shrugged before holding his sister's hand, both heading home.
The circular shape under the ring lit up for a moment in a white light before disappearing into nothing. Then, Xiu Ye continued walking down the road.
....
"Hoo..." Xiu Ye let out a long breath, droplets of sweat slightly covered his face and naked torso, showcasing a lean and fit body. Thunder Hammer was in his right hand, flickers and crackles of lighting danced around it. Ryūjin Jakka, glowing orange-black light, laying quietly by a table near him, just half a feet away from reach.
He stood in front of a forging table, a dark grey metallic cylinder object on top of it shining with a grey light. It was made out of hundred iron silver, one of the most common metals used in the industry, and used to make mecha components which was what sat on the forging table.
Within a week of forging metals, Mang Tian decided to teach Xiu Ye how to forge mecha components and other commission metals. This technique shouldn't have been passed down to a new student or disciple in blacksmithing until three months of experience. However, this decision of his was made because he did witnessed the latter reshape the metal into a dagger the first time he did forging.
"Hey dad, I'm done with my quota for today!" Xiu Ye yelled towards Mang Tian, who was examining a metal made by a twenty years old youngster, with a tall and sturdy build, called brother Long. The senior brother to both the former and Tang Wulin, the first sole disciple of the blacksmith.
He didn't have a dad in his past life, nor did he even met his own here, and although he had spent some little time with Mang Tian, he decided to just call him dad or father as he was the closest, and only, father figure he had.
"Woah! Fast as ever in junior brother." Brother Long grinned at Xiu Ye and gave him a thumbs up. Glancing to the side, he saw Tang Wulin, the newest junior brother, hammering on an iron silver as well. He silently gave him a thumbs up as well.
"Hmm. I'll put the money in your bank account." Mang Tian simply said, taking the mecha component in his hand and examining simultaneously.
"Alright. I'm going to meditate in my room." Xiu Ye controlled the flame of Ryūjin Jakka to dry his body out of sweat and then retrieved it back into his body. He waved his hand, and left to his room.
It was five in the afternoon, the sky was colored orange as Xiu Ye looked out of the window and saw the familiar silhouette of Lang Yue fetching her son home. Shrugging, he walked into the house and into his room, he then changed into a black T-shirt and black shorts.
He sat crosslegged on his bed and meditated for a few minutes, recovering his soul power to full capacity and relaxing his body, and opened his eyes.
"Alright, I think I'm good. Let's start." As Xiu Ye thought that out loud, he raised his right hand up and the sheathed Ryūjin Jakka appeared on his palm. He sat it down on his lap and started to enter meditation once.
The air around him moved erratically for a moment, Ryūjin Jakka let out a orange red light and streams of white soul power in the air diverged, surrounding his body like a mini tornado and simultaneously his body absorbed the massive amount of soul power around him.
Blue white light appeared next, surrounding Xiu Ye's entire body by the skin. His spiky red hair straightened even more than before.
His body, soul power, spiritual power and blood essence are all slowly increase and refined to a higher level compared to other soul masters by the hot fiery sun flames and lightning. Even the meridians within his body, at a snail's pace, was getting wider to fit more soul power and blood essence in his body.
A cultivation method that absorbs the energy in the air and refining the body, if anyone were to know about this the entire three continents would go to war for such a technique.
The only catch of such a technique, was to have a cheat like a two thousand year old martial soul.
Xiu Ye opened his eyes to see an all too familiar hill of swords, dusky skies with lightning swimming around it, dozens of moving giant metal gears in the clouds, and the massive bright sun eclipsing half the sky.
"Good. You're here." An old wise voice came from behind him. Then an aura of unbelievable proportion was felt.
'No doubt. The geezer is behind me.' Xiu Ye withheld a sigh. Despite of Ryūjin Jakka trying to help him get stronger, he did killed him after all. Perhaps even kill him right now again.
"Alright old man. How do we–what the fuck?" Xiu Ye mumbled out, his face plastered with shock and disbelief.
"Oh, Xiu Ye." Ryūjin Jakka greeted then took a slow sip of tea from his ceramic green cup. Sitting serenely with his knees on a comfortable green pillow and butt on his feet.
Sitting in front of him was a wooden two by two table, with another small green pillow on the ground opposite to the old man. "Come, take a sit and let's talk."
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