Chapter 9: One move, house down!

  Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Yi Chen carefully examined the Soul Stirring Technique's meridian diagram, committing every route to memory before taking out the Wordless Heavenly Book.

  "I hope the Heavenly Book can perfect the Soul-Stirring Technique." After saying a sentence of expectation, Yi Chen lightly spat out a mouthful of turbid air, driving away the distracting thoughts from his mind. His hands holding the Heavenly Book remained still, while in his head he was thinking about the incomplete meridian diagram.

  Time slowly passed by, Yi Chen remained motionless, quietly waiting, but until his hands became numb and swollen, the Heavenly Book still didn't complete the Soul Stirring Technique.

  "What's going on? Why didn't the Heavenly Book react this time?" Yi Chen furrowed his brow and said.

  Xinjiu couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, Yichen comforted himself secretly, but half an hour later, the heavenly book still didn't have any reaction.

  "The first two times the Heavenly Book ran on its own, but now it doesn't even budge. Does it need an external force to activate it?" Gan Qing's words made Yi Chen unwilling to do such a thing, and he began to ponder.

  "In the Realm of Inheritance, as well as in the Auspicious Forest when encountering danger, it was always the Heavenly Tome that summoned the beast souls out. Could there be a special connection between them?" After thinking about it repeatedly, Yi Chen could only come up with this answer.

  "Why don't I try using soul power?" With this idea, Yi Chen began to take action, mobilizing a wisp of black soul power and finally inserting it into the Heavenly Book.

  "Hiss." In the instant that the soul force probed into the Heavenly Book, the Heavenly Book released a faint golden light, and an incomplete meridian chart appeared on it.

  "It succeeded! The Heavenly Book and the Beast Soul indeed have a special connection!" This situation made Yi Chen extremely delighted, but he didn't dare to be distracted, his mind still thinking about the diagram of the remnant's pulse.

  Under Yichens gaze, a golden light seemed to move like a needle and thread, connecting the incomplete pulse diagram into a complete one.

  "It's really perfected the Soul Technique! The refined Soul Movement Technique has advanced from Upper Third Grade to Lower Fourth Grade Soul Technique!" Yi Chen's eyes shone brightly as he carefully examined the pulse diagram, exclaiming in surprise.

  Not wasting any time, Yi Chen quickly memorized the complete pulse diagram. Now that he possessed a fourth-grade lower-tier soul technique, his cultivation speed would increase significantly!

  "The Heavenly Book possesses such mystical power that it requires soul energy to drive it. Previously, when I used my soul energy to probe the Heavenly Book, there was no reaction at all, probably because my cultivation realm is too low!"

  After finishing the pulse diagram of the Soul Stirring Technique, Yi Chen closed the Heavenly Book and said.

  The refined soul technique is very clear and it keeps repeating the route, just take a look at it once and you can understand it, no need to explore again, which saves a lot of time.

  "The Tian Book possesses such a heaven-defying energy that it must not be known to outsiders, otherwise it will surely bring about a fatal disaster." A serious glint flashed in Yi Chen's eyes.

  Everything has its pros and cons. The Tian Shu can help Yi Chen, but it can also bring him trouble. The only way to avoid trouble is not to let anyone know the secret of the Tian Shu.

  "Huh." He let out a mouthful of turbid air and carefully put away the Heavenly Book.

  "Cultivation suddenly surged, soul power is quite mixed, need to use some effort to refine, otherwise it will affect the foundation."

  After saying this sentence, Yi Chen slowly closed his eyes and began to cultivate with the soul-stirring technique.

  The four-product soul-stirring technique is indeed extraordinary, and the beast's soul is violently shaking, with the soul power contained within constantly surging and turbulent soul power being compressed and refined.

  Time flew by quickly, and he didn't know how long had passed when the night fell, Yi Chen finally came back to his senses from his cultivation state.

  After cultivation was completed, Yi Chen looked inward at the Beast Soul's situation. He found that after tempering, the soul power had condensed a lot.

  "The third realm is the Star Soul Realm, which can be said to be a watershed. The more solid the foundation, the easier it is to cross over. Now, in addition to improving cultivation, one must also use the extra time to temper soul power."

  If Yì Chén didn't remember wrongly, the genius of the Yì family who was older than him, had the highest cultivation level which seemed to be at the Star Soul Realm. If he could cultivate up to the Star Soul Realm, it shouldn't be difficult for him to return to the Yì family.

  "Thinking too much is meaningless, now only diligent practice is the king's way." The Star Soul Realm was too far away, and Yi Chen didn't think much about it. He directly took out a small book that recorded the top-grade soul technique - Burrowing Fist.

  "Top-grade soul technique - Python Dance Fist, cultivated to the realm of great perfection, fists moving like wind, power like a mad python." A line of small characters caught his eye, with dozens of blurry figures above it.

  They made various gestures, all of which were the starting and falling movements of the python dynamic fist, implying the essence of this set of boxing techniques.

  From head to toe, Yi Chen carefully observed their movements. Although the Python Fist was only a third-rate soul technique, having more skills didn't weigh him down, and each additional skill meant an additional source of strength.

  After memorizing those moves, Yi Chen began to practice in his room.

  Only to see the soul force continuously gathering in both fists, Yi Chen punched and retracted according to the recorded key points of exerting force, each punch accompanied by a breaking air sound.

  "Although every move was very standard, but when exerting force, there was always a kind of awkward feeling." After practicing for a while, Yi Chen withdrew his soul power and frowned.

  "Fists as swift as the wind, strength like a mad python." Yi Chen decided to try again, after mobilizing his soul power, his fist fiercely smashed towards a beam in front of him.

  "Boom." A dull sound rang out, and the beam only trembled slightly, without being affected in the slightest.

  His eyebrows furrowed even deeper, Yi Chen was extremely dissatisfied with the punch just now. He dispersed his soul force and withdrew his fist, saying: "It's according to the records above, but it still doesn't feel right."

  Yi Chen finally gave up continuing to grope around, sat cross-legged on the bed, and took out the Tian Shu again.

  Yi Chen just wanted to see if he could quickly grasp the key points of the exercise without the help of the heavenly book, but the result was very disappointing. Practicing the python fist in a routine and rigid way would probably take a month to become proficient.

  "It's up to the heavenly book now." Muttering this sentence, Yi Chen gazed at the heavenly book with burning eyes, silently thinking through every move of the python dance fist.

  The beast soul stirred again, releasing a burst of soul power into the Heavenly Book, and then a familiar small golden figure appeared on the Heavenly Book.

  "Bang, bang." Under Yichen's gaze, the small golden man began to move nimbly, his fists clenched and swinging, each move precise. His punches were like the wind, his strength like a fierce python, fully embodying these eight words.

  "Sure enough, it was a successful modification." Looking at the small golden man who kept punching out, Yi Chen's eyes flashed with fervor and said.

  The revised python fist has eliminated many cumbersome movements, with a strong return to simplicity and authenticity. Its power is stronger than before! And it's also easier to grasp!

  "With such power, it's completely on par with a 4th-grade lower-tier soul technique!" While secretly marveling at this, Yi Chen closely watched every move of Little Golden Man, afraid to miss even the slightest detail.

  Yi Chen watched Jin Ren's movements with furrowed brows at times and a look of understanding at others.

  The little golden man disappeared after a series of movements, and then reappeared under Yi Chen's waiting eyes to repeat the performance. Every time Yi Chen watched, he would nod slightly as if he had gained some insight.

  "Pa pa." After watching it a few times, Yi Chen finally started practicing in the room. The movements were a bit awkward, but they were quite lifelike.

  After finishing each set, Yi Chen would stand still for a moment, thinking, before continuing to practice.

  "Bang bang." After countless practices, Yi Chen felt his arms aching, but he seemed to be numb and continued practicing with an expressionless face.

  Also don't know how many times practiced, gradually, Yi Chen's movements became sharp. The action is simple, but every punch is born with wind, and the force is strong and fierce.

  "Fourth-grade lower-tier soul technique - Boa Constrictor Fist!" Suddenly, a furious roar burst forth from Yi Chen's mouth, as a black soul force enveloped his fist, savagely striking the beam.

  "Boom." A deafening sound rang out, the overbearing power snapping that thick wooden beam in two, causing the entire room to shake violently twice.

  "Success!" Yi Chen's eyes lit up at the same time, and he stared at his own fist in disbelief. He didn't think that the power of the Python Fist was so strong!

  "Hmph." But Yi Chen didn't stay happy for long, a strange sound came from above his head, and Yi Chen looked up.

  "Boom." Without looking, it's fine. But once he looked down, Yi Chen widened his eyes, and saw the tiles on the roof collapsing down.

  "It's going to be the death of me." Unexpectedly, one punch directly shook down the house. Yi Chen couldn't help but blurt out a curse and hastily fled in a scramble for the door.

  "Boom." At the moment when Yicheng rushed out of the house, the whole house collapsed with a loud noise. Fortunately, he ran fast, if he was slower, he might not have escaped being buried alive.

  "The four-star lower-grade soul technique, it didn't disappoint me at all!" Looking at the ruins, Yi Chen's face didn't show a hint of heartache, his complexion flushed with excitement, his fists clenched.

  Just now he felt completely proficient in Python Fist, wanting to try its power, but unexpectedly the power of Python Fist was beyond his imagination.

  "I don't know what level of soul skill they're cultivating. I'm really looking forward to seeing the look on their faces when I hit them with this move." It seemed like he was craving something, and a cold smile hung at the corner of Yi Chen's mouth.

  After calming down his excited mood, Yi Chen inwardly examined the Beast Soul and found that the previous move had directly consumed two-thirds of his soul power.

  "The stronger the soul technique, the more soul power it will consume. Now the reserve of soul power is still too small."

  He shook his head helplessly and turned to look in the direction of the Auspicious Forest, still clearly remembering the scene where the beast soul had leveled up that day, which made him feel restless.

  "The power of Soul Skill is very strong, but the level of Beast Soul is only second-level, and it can't hold much soul power. It seems that I need to go into the Auspicious Forest again."