Longevity Begins with the Seven Injuries Fist-Chapter 263 - 167: Three-Inch Weak Point! Chaofeng Manor!

Chapter 263: Chapter 167: Three-Inch Weak Point! Chaofeng Manor!

Su Que put down the curtain and sat cross-legged in the carriage, continuing his cultivation.

He wasn’t aware of the internal details of the various forces involved, but as long as someone attempted to plunder his caravan, he could capture them and extract the information needed.

At this moment, he was cultivating the Exotic Golden Bell Shield.

Although his physical body was currently formidable, the Exotic Golden Bell Shield could be considered his first line of defense.

Combined with his extremely tough skin and flesh, it counted as a two-layer defense.

He was always cautious and rarely put himself in danger.

But if he were to truly encounter danger, these two layers of defense might help him turn the tables at a critical moment.

Cultivating the Exotic Golden Bell Shield involved using True Qi to impact and pressure the acupoints, causing them to produce a counterforce.

This counterforce congregated into power, becoming the strength of the Exotic Golden Bell Shield.

He kept his eyes closed and held his breath, concentrating as he maneuvered the True Qi through his meridians.

The True Qi, propelled by his thoughts, surged faster, finally crashing towards the acupoints like a waterfall from a height.

From the acupoints, streams of resistance force continuously emerged.

The power of this True Qi, if it struck someone cultivating at the same realm, could directly cripple their martial arts.

But Su Que used this power to stimulate the potential of his acupoints.

After entering the Gang Condensing Realm, Su Que could further condense True Qi into Gang Qi to strike the acupoints.

Under the stimulus of Gang Qi, the acupoints in his body burst out with even stronger counterforce.

This counterforce was focused by Su Que’s thoughts, transforming into a blood-gold Protective Force flowing throughout his body.

The Exotic Golden Bell Shield is a more aggressive form of protective martial arts compared to the traditional Golden Bell Shield.

If other martial artists were to cultivate the Exotic Golden Bell Shield, they would experience side effects like body pain, chaotic meridian flow, and intrusive thoughts, and in severe cases, could lead to Qigong Deviation.

But Su Que could reverse these side effects. During his cultivation of the Exotic Golden Bell Shield, he felt a sense of ease throughout his body and clarity in his mind.

His physique grew increasingly strong, and his spirit increasingly powerful.

After about the time it takes to burn an incense stick, Su Que heard a carriage move out and join his caravan, indicating that the Heaven-Breaking Army martial artist had returned from purchasing medicine.

Su Que glanced at his attributes and saw that the Exotic Golden Bell Shield had improved by 1%.

Exotic Golden Bell Shield (7th Realm of Divine Transformation 23%)

He thought to himself that without the aid of elixirs, the progress of his cultivation was indeed a bit slower.

Especially since his physique was robust, he digested elixirs quickly.

Previously, he could refine large quantities of elixirs at once to increase his cultivation speed.

Currently, without consuming any elixirs, the slowdown in progress was quite evident.

Su Que smelled a faint medicinal fragrance wafting from the front, and the carriage loaded with medicinal materials had stopped in front of him.

The sound of a whip cracking against a horse’s rump came from outside.

Subsequently, the carriage that Su Que was sitting in began to move.

"Sir," after a while, Xiao Chen approached Su Que’s compartment and, in a low voice, said to Su Que:

"When we purchased the medicine earlier, we saw five people from the manor."

"One was the manor’s manager, and the other four were helpers from the manor."

"If the information about our purchase leaked, it would have been one of these five."

"Sir, should we capture these five people for questioning?"

Su Que thought for a moment, then replied, "No need."

There were still many other people purchasing medicine at the manor; if they acted against the manor’s people now, it would inevitably cause the news to spread.

Moreover, during the plundering, even if someone leaked information, it would be to those forces doing the plundering.

As long as those forces are dealt with, there would be no one left to leak information.

And so, the caravan continued towards the next two places to purchase medicine.

Unconsciously, they traveled for another three days.

The materials needed to refine the Fire Spirit Pill were all procured.

Their caravan, loaded with a full load of medicinal materials, then headed back towards Jiannan Prefecture in the Southern Domain.

The upcoming part of the journey might encounter those looking to plunder them.

...

As the sun set, the evening glow slanted down from one side of the sky, casting long shadows of the caravan.

The caravan traveled swiftly along the road.

The martial artists of the Heaven-Breaking Army dared not neglect Su Que, hurrying to reach a large city before nightfall, where Su Que could stay in an inn.

The wheels rolled over mud and stone, creating a low rumbling sound.

Aside from the carriage in which Su Que sat, all other carriages were loaded with medicinal materials.

The passing of the caravan left deep ruts in its wake.

In the distance, a green mountain loomed into view.

"Sir, there’s a mountain ahead," Xiao Chen said to Su Que after seeing the green mountain.

He believed that those looking to plunder the medicinal materials might very well be lying in ambush on this mountain.

Though encountering a mountain often meant potential danger, no caravan could avoid passing by mountains.

Traveling from the Central Plains to the Southern Domain over such a great distance was bound to encounter mountains and waters, absolutely unavoidable.

"Continue on," Su Que said calmly.

With Su Que’s directive, the caravan maintained its pace, speeding along the road.

...

Just as the Heaven-Breaking Army martial artists predicted, there were indeed people on the mountain.

A slender man, around thirty years old, stood atop the slope, gazing at the road the caravan was passing.

Once he saw the caravan that contained Su Que, he plucked a leaf from a nearby tree, placed it in his mouth, and blew on it.

The sharp sound echoed through the forest, and shortly, thirteen men wielding weapons emerged from the forest on the hill, displaying lightweight skills, and arrived beside the slender man.