Cultivation Begins with Skill Points-Chapter 114: Master Save Me

"Damn it, how does this kid have such enduring stamina?"

A gust of wind skimmed the ground, and in an instant, it was tens of meters away.

Wu Jingguang looked extremely grim. He had been chasing Zhong Lin for an entire day and night, thinking he could easily catch him. However, he hadn’t expected this kid to have astonishing endurance, running nonstop day and night, so much so that even his own inner breath was overly consumed.

Several hundred meters away, Zhong Lin’s legs were like wheels, still sprinting continuously. Apart from looking a bit pale, his breathing was extremely steady.

Feeling Wu Jingguang getting closer behind him, Zhong Lin’s breath deepened, and his speed increased a bit more.

Being able to run for a day and a night under the pursuit of Wu Jingguang, who has Upper Third Grades Martial Arts Cultivation, was all thanks to the "Breathing Skill" support.

Even Zhong Lin hadn’t expected that after achieving perfection in organ refinement, this seemingly ordinary skill of "Breathing Skill" would undergo such a transformation.

The Breathing Skill was a breathing method Zhong Lin learned from Gu Yourong that strengthens the five organs, with no special features. Its sole purpose was to strengthen the internal organs and help Qi-blood better nourish the five organs, but its effect was less than even one Five Spirit Pill, let alone compared to Five Poison Liquid Bubble’s medicinal wine.

So, after obtaining the Five Poison Wine, Zhong Lin had long discarded this Breathing Skill.

But today, he discovered that this method had such a special function, almost transforming his lungs into iron lungs.

While running, he adjusted his breathing, wasting not a single ounce of air and could restore his stamina during full-throttle sprinting, turning into a perpetual motion machine.

This was why Zhong Lin could run for a day and a night and still maintain long-lasting stamina and inexhaustible energy.

It wasn’t that Zhong Lin had endless stamina, but that he quickly recovered his strength during his run, nearly achieving a balance between the two, giving the impression of unlimited stamina.

"Master is truly a treasure, the Breathing Skill, Five Animals Qigong, each one is breathtaking, I wonder if there’s more hidden treasures," Zhong Lin thought to himself.

While thinking, a dark shadow appeared on the distant horizon, and as he drew closer, the shadow became larger and larger, revealing itself to be a city.

Tianyang City.

Seeing Tianyang City so close, Zhong Lin silently breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he entered the city, he would be safe.

Although Wu Jingguang was a Third Grade Inner Breath Realm expert, he was a public enemy in the Great Chen and wouldn’t dare to enter the city. Otherwise, the Prefectural Governor would definitely make him understand why the flowers are so red.

"Zhong Lin, do you really think I can’t kill you? You’ve truly enraged me. Today, even if I damage my foundation, I must kill you with the Sky-covering Demon Hand."

An angry and murderous voice rose from behind, seemingly revealing all the anger from this day and night’s chase. Then, a terrifying aura surged up.

"Not good."

Zhong Lin’s face turned wildly, the newly-recovered Qi-blood crazily surged into his legs, making his already extreme speed increase a bit more.

A powerful dark wind swirled in the air above Zhong Lin, and from within the wind emerged a pitch-black giant hand—about ten feet wide—clawing downward, turning even the most solid trees and rocks into a puff of black smoke and dust.

This Devil Claw Martial Art was literally at the point of destroying people upon sight, obliterating objects encountered, reducing everything to ashes.

Facing this terrifying claw, Zhong Lin’s eyes widened in despair, his heart pounding.

"Didn’t Mei Weixuan say that only Second Grade Meridian Passage Realm Martial Artists could achieve object transformation? Wu Jingguang is clearly just a Third Grade Inner Breath Realm. How can he achieve this? It’s not scientific," Zhong Lin urgently exclaimed.

What Zhong Lin didn’t see was that after Wu Jingguang used this claw, his body instantly thinned by three points, and his already dry, thin face had more pronounced cheekbones and sunken cheeks.

Wu Jingguang’s "Sky-covering Demon Hand" was a Martial Arts Evil Skill that harms oneself while benefiting, enabling the body’s essence and energy to ignite instantly, magnifying the inner breath. After each use, it causes significant damage to essence and energy, requiring months or even years of recuperation. If sufficient medicinal repairs aren’t made, it could even damage the foundation, greatly diminishing strength.

Watching the approaching pitch-black hand, a sense of despair arose in Zhong Lin’s heart.

The gap between the two was simply too vast; Zhong Lin had just perfected organ refinement, achieving inner strength perfection, still adjusting within the Middle Third Grades.

Meanwhile, Wu Jingguang was already a Third Grade Martial Artist with inner breath, using an evil technique, producing a demon hand comparable to a Second Grade expert’s power, with a difference of three realms, making it impossible to resist.

Dying before achieving success.

"How dare you! Who dares to harm my disciple?"

A voice as explosive as thunder came from the distant Tianyang City, followed by a familiar figure appearing almost instantly in front of Zhong Lin.

"Master."

Seeing the familiar back, Zhong Lin’s tears almost flowed.

In moments of crisis, his Master’s reliability shone through.

Yin Daoyan came stepping through the void, pointing a finger and seeing a scarlet sword radiance piercing the sky, cutting down with imposing might and fierceness, pressing down like burgeoning rivers.

Sizzle!

The Sky-covering Demon Hand disintegrated under this sword radiance, and Wu Jingguang let out a tragic scream, falling from midair.

"Master’s might."

Zhong Lin shouted loudly, his excited voice echoing in all directions.

"Master, he’s trying to escape."

In the distance, a blood shadow sped away with a sound.

"Think you can escape?"

Yin Daoyan snorted coldly, flicking his sword finger, sending another sword radiance shooting out, sweeping across the sky, swallowing the heavens, agitating the sun and moon, seemingly piercing through space, slashing everything.

Screech!

The blood shadow fleeing in the distance was struck by this sword radiance, letting out a shrill scream, cut in two, scattering blood and innards.

Zhong Lin watched the scene before his eyes, seeing Wu Jingguang, who had pursued him for a day and a night, get killed by his Master in two moves, dying a gruesome death.

"Disciple, are you alright?"

Yin Daoyan landed, worriedly inspecting Zhong Lin from head to toe, relaxing only after seeing Zhong Lin had only minor injuries.

"Thank you, Master, I’m fine," replied Zhong Lin.

"It’s good that you’re okay, really good, otherwise I would have torn that villain to pieces, turned his bones to ashes," said Yin Daoyan.

"Master, when did you return?"

"Just yesterday. I sensed a strong presence while I was at the Hundred Herbs Hall, went out to check, and couldn’t believe someone was chasing you. Who was it?"

Yin Daoyan was still anxious, thinking just a bit later, and his hard-earned genius disciple would have been truly dead, at which point pulverizing the pursuer would mean nothing.

"It was Wu Jingguang, the Village Chief of Black Wind Village, chasing me for the Tianmu Primordial Pearl. If not for your timely arrival, I would have never seen you again." Zhong Lin explained.