Peerless Little Immortal Doctor-Chapter 490 : Improved Mental Method

After entering the room, Xia Liu quickly sent Wu Mingmei out.

What can I say, ever since I became her teacher,

her character has become very docile and submissive. With such a cute girl around, Xia Liu found it somewhat hard to restrain himself.

He was afraid his beastly nature would get the better of him.

So, taking advantage of his still manageable self-control, he sent her away.

After taking a hot shower, Xia Liu sat cross-legged on the bed, running the Five Elements Mantra.

Invisibly, nature's spiritual energy continuously converged around him.

Today, he had killed two more Earth-Rank Peak Warriors. If this hadn't intimidated the Yan and Qiu families, then the road ahead was going to be tough. Therefore, he had to adjust himself to his best condition.

...

Elsewhere in a district in Yanjing City, several Earth-Rank Warriors were once again gathered around two bodies covered with white cloth.

"Damn it all!"

"His cultivation is strong! But to kill four of our Earth-Rank Peak Warriors from both our families in succession! We must avenge this!"

"Avenge? According to the description by the vigilant ones, his cultivation is at least Heaven Rank..."

"A Heaven-Rank Warrior..."

"Elder Qiu, what's your take on this?"

The Yan and Qiu families had been allied for many years. Now that warriors from both families had been killed by the same person, they needed to discuss their retaliation together.

"Family Head Yan, I think we should start with that county, and then force him to comply!"

"That's a good suggestion," Yan Song nodded.

"But what if he becomes enraged?" asked one of the members.

"Hmph! He's not the only Heaven-Rank Warrior..." Elder Qiu snorted coldly.

"Are you saying our family also has a Heaven-Rank Warrior!" The warriors from both the Yan and Qiu families were instantly shocked.

They had lived most of their lives without ever hearing about a Heaven-Rank Warrior in their family.

They didn't even have any understanding of Heaven-Rank Warriors at all.

"You don't need to worry about this. This time, both our families will each send five Earth-Rank Warriors. According to the information we previously gathered, we'll capture all his close confidants!"

"Alright! I'll go back to prepare, and we'll move out at dawn."

...

Cultivation is always dull, because time always slips away silently, immersed in the ocean of spiritual energy, as if cut off from everything outside.

Thump, thump, thump!

A deep knocking echoed through the room. Xia Liu's hand art consolidated, and the next second, he opened his eyes.

"Damn, it's only six o'clock, has this girl gone crazy..." Xia Liu grumbled helplessly, after glancing at the wall clock.

"Teacher Xia, time to get up, the sun is out," the pleasant voice rang from outside the door.

"Girl, has your sun risen in your heart?" Xia Liu said helplessly as he opened the door.

"Ah!" Right after Xia Liu spoke, Wu Mingmei let out a scream, then turned around: "Teacher! I'll wait for you in the practice room!"

After saying that, she ran off.

Xia Liu was somewhat perplexed, but then he looked down at his pants and a bitter smile gradually emerged.

After straightening himself, Xia Liu put on his pants and got dressed. After washing up, he headed towards the practice room.

He had to go to Hermès's branch office for a meeting with their manager at eight o'clock. There was just over an hour left, so time was relatively tight.

Upon arriving at the practice room, Wu Mingmei was continuously sweeping at a sandbag with her raised jade foot.

"Damn, black stockings, and she can still practice like this?" Watching Wu Mingmei's attire, Xia Liu nearly drooled.

He was seeing a girl train like this for the first time, black stockings paired with a short skirt, plus a vest, adding several degrees of allure.

"Teacher Xia! Please give me some guidance." Seeing Xia Liu arrive, Wu Mingmei immediately said respectfully.

"Give me the Zen Leg Heart Art of the seventy-two techniques, and I'll help you improve it." Xia Liu had felt this when he looked at it last night.

Wu Mingmei's leg skills had always failed to improve; perhaps it was because of the cultivation technique.

"The heart art..."

"Mingmei! What are you hesitating for? If Mr. Xia tells you to give it, you give it!" Just then, Wu Lang came in from the doorway, having faintly heard Xia Liu's condition.

His own granddaughter was actually hesitating.

For a warrior of Xia Liu's level, a minor leg technique manual wouldn't even catch his eye.

Now that he spoke of helping to optimize the heart art, it was an excellent opportunity. Yet his granddaughter feared the heart art might be stolen, which was simply ludicrous.

"Grandpa! You're up."

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"Mr. Xia, my granddaughter has a problem with her brain. I'll go and bring you the heart art for the seventy-two Zen Leg techniques right now." Saying this, Wu Lang immediately ran back to the house to fetch it.

Wu Mingmei stood awkwardly in place, truly afraid that Xia Liu would steal the heart art.

But looking at the situation now, her worries were redundant.

Xia Liu smiled and didn't speak. Generally, martial artists seldom handed over their heart art to others.

One reason was the fear that the other party would learn it covertly.

The other reason was the fear that they would uncover the secrets of the heart art and develop a countermove.

It was a pity, though; if it was a warrior of the same cultivation level without having cultivated martial arts skill to the Transformed Boundary Realm, Xia Liu could easily crush them.

Besides, his current level of cultivation was many times greater than Wu Mingmei's. If he wanted to unravel the seventy-two Zen Leg techniques, wasn't that just a matter of a snap of his fingers?

When Wu Lang brought over the heart art, Xia Liu glanced through it roughly.

He did find flaws. Turned out the heart art was incomplete and differed too much from the content Lin Xiaotian had shared with him.

Moreover, this set of heart art was of very poor quality. No wonder Wu Mingmei was stuck at a standstill, with even her leg strikes lacking in power. It seemed she had received a copied version of the Northern Shaolin seventy-two Zen Leg heart art.

"You can discard this heart art, to copy the orthodox is one thing, but to be incomplete is another."

When Xia Liu shared his insight, both Wu Lang and Wu Mingmei were surprised on the spot.

It turned out that for years the Wu family had treasured this seventy-two Zen Leg technique as a precious heirloom, not knowing it was merely a copy, and an incomplete one at that…

"Does Mr. Xia have a way to complete it?" Wu Lang asked weakly.

"What's the point of completing it? Isn't it better to give you an authentic heart art?" Xia Liu shook his head and said.

"Wow! The authentic heart art!"

"This! Thank you, Mr. Xia!"

Wu Mingmei and Wu Lang already didn't know how to express their excitement.

Their motivation, once ready to extinguish, was ignited once more. An authentic and complete seventy-two Zen Leg technique could match a Martial Arts Skill of Mysterious Rank Mid-Level, or even High Level!

Ding ding ding...

Just as Xia Liu was about to ask Wu Lang to find him a pen and ink, the ringing of his cellphone resounded.

"Are you alright, boss? There was a terrorist attack at the hotel last night," said a hurried voice as soon as he answered the call.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, just a bit chilly under the bridge."

"Ah! You slept under the bridge last night?" Rose said in astonishment.

"Hehe, just kidding..." Hearing the guilt in Rose's voice, Xia Liu laughed.

"Alright, the agreed time is almost upon us, where are you? I'll catch a taxi to come get you."

"Uhh, the time is almost up, eh? Wait for me at the hotel entrance, I'll be right over," Xia Liu glanced at the time; it was after seven in the morning, indeed almost time for the negotiation…