Chapter 421: The Unfathomable Master Yang (Part 2)

"You can try it!"

With that, Zhang Xuan calmly sat down, refilled his teacup, and quietly sipped his tea.

"Try?" Master Ling almost spat blood.

The method you suggested clearly sounds murderous. I thought you were confident, but it's just a "try"! If it doesn't work, Master Su will be dead! And I'll be branded with the crime of killing a colleague!

"Master Yang... do you have any other methods?" After a long hesitation, Master Ling couldn't help but look over.

Zhang Xuan ignored him, sitting quietly in place without even turning his head.

Seeing his attitude, Master Ling knew that even if there were other methods, he wouldn't want to say them. He looked back at Master Su, who was not far away, his face filled with conflict.

What kind of situation was this? The problem was Master Su's, he was the one who wanted to break through the seventh turn, but it was Master Ling who was in a difficult spot.

"How is it? Hurry, I can't take it anymore..." As Master Ling pondered what to do, Master Su, his face contorted in pain, cried out.

He had been holding on during the seventh turn for a while, but if a solution wasn't found soon, he would surely suffer severe injuries again and fail. His past cultivation attempts had always been like this; each session required at least a month of recovery.

Master Su was also quite frustrated. What was wrong with this guy? They had been old friends for years. Master Yang had already revealed a secret method, so why the delay? Was he going to just watch him fail his breakthrough again? Go back to bed and lie down again?

"Alright!" Just as Master Su was about to urge him again, Master Ling gritted his teeth and walked over, a sympathetic look on his face. "Master Su, I'm sorry!"

"Sorry?" Master Su was momentarily stunned. He was using a secret method to help him break through the seventh turn; this was a favor. What did "sorry" mean?

While he was still confused and trying to understand, a foot suddenly shot out towards his groin.

"You..." Seeing the speed of that kick, Master Su was instantly terrified, almost fainting on the spot.

If he were actually hit, there was no doubt he'd be crippled! Even though he was old and didn't use it much, it was still a part of his body. What was he doing...

"Don't move!" Just as he twisted his body, intending to dodge, Master Yang's stern voice rang in his ears. He hesitated for a moment, and Master Ling's foot was already upon him, too close to evade.

Master Su's face contorted into a spasm, his vision went black, and an intense pain shot up from his groin, almost making him faint on the spot.

"Ling Yuheng, I'm not done with you..." A roar echoed in his mind as he was about to tear the man apart, but then his vision went black again, and a large hand slapped towards his head.

He had just been kicked in the groin, and it seemed like they saw he wasn't dead, so another slap followed.

"You..." Master Su was in tears.

Didn't Master Yang tell you to use a secret technique? Why are you beating me up?

After kicking him, did they think crippling him wasn't enough, and now they wanted to take his life too?

He was so frustrated he was almost going crazy. He tried to dodge but found he couldn't escape at all.

Their strength was similar; even if he could defeat the other, it would take at least a thousand moves. Now, after being kicked and almost crippled, he had no strength left due to the pain. How could he resist?

Moreover, as soon as the other person attacked, their True Qi enveloped the surroundings like a cage. Before he could break free, the other's palm landed heavily on his head.

His vision went black, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.

Immediately after, Master Su felt a ferocious power surge from his Dantian, which he could no longer suppress, and he let out a roar.

*Boom!* A massive wave of energy swept out, cracking the ground and pulverizing all nearby tables and chairs.

*Crack!* His True Qi, which had stopped circulating, surged like it had consumed a potent tonic. In the blink of an eye, it formed a torrent, breaking through countless restraints and completing another circulation.

The eighth turn!

"Suc-successful?" Feeling the wild, ceaseless True Qi within his body, Master Su awoke from the pain, first startled, then overcome with ecstasy.

He had never dreamed that the cultivation barrier that had plagued him for five years would be broken like this...

"It actually worked?" He had thought that after kicking his old friend to near-crippled state and then almost slapping him to death, their friendship would surely be ruined. He never expected the other's aura to suddenly surge, breaking through the seventh turn's restriction.

He quickly turned his head to look at Master Yang, who was not far away. Master Yang seemed to have anticipated this outcome, as he was still calmly drinking tea, not even moving.

"A problem that even the Guild Master and five-star master teachers couldn't solve was resolved with just one kick and one slap..."

Master Ling's mouth hung open, and his body trembled slightly.

Having taught such an incredible student as Zhang Xuan, he had known Master Yang was extraordinary, but... he hadn't expected him to be *this* remarkable.

A single glance was enough for him to identify the problem and find a solution, without even needing the Eye of Insight. This level of power was beyond imagination.

"But... the solution was too preposterous..."

After the shock, he was speechless once more.

When others gave guidance, it involved changing cultivation techniques, outlining training paths, or consuming elixirs. But this guy, he just solved problems with a single kick and a slap...

It was simple, yes, but...

Just thinking about that kick made the corner of his mouth twitch.

Even if he wasn't crippled, he would need at least a year or two of recovery and wouldn't be able to use it again.

"Thank you, Master Yang, for helping me break through..." At this moment, Master Su finally completed his cultivation. His aura had visibly increased significantly, and he cupped his fists in excitement.

He had successfully broken through to the eighth turn, and his strength had advanced accordingly. Although the breakthrough was fresh and not yet stable, he had overcome the obstacle that had trapped him for five full years.

However... while he had broken through, the cost was a bit too high!

The pain made it almost impossible to walk. Cold sweat poured down his forehead, and his legs felt weak. If he hadn't been concerned about his image, he probably would have doubled over, unable to stand any longer.

"Hm!" Setting down his teacup, Zhang Xuan stood up and looked at them calmly. "Do you understand the reason?"

"Please enlighten us, Master Yang!" Both men looked at him simultaneously.

Breaking through with a kick and a slap was something they had never even dreamed of before.

Even after witnessing it with their own eyes, they still found it utterly incredible and couldn't understand what had happened.

Seeing that they still didn't understand, Zhang Xuan shook his head and looked at Master Su.

"You cultivate the Lesser Pure Yang Art, and your physique is also Yang-attributed, perfectly matching the technique—there's no problem there! Logically, you should have no difficulty cultivating successfully to the eighth turn, except that..."

With profound eyes, Zhang Xuan showed a hint of regret. "As time passed and age caught up, your internal vitality declined, and your body's Yang attribute could no longer keep up! If I'm not mistaken, you probably don't have much interest in women anymore, do you?"

"I..." Master Su was embarrassed.

With his physical functions declining and his age advancing, he indeed no longer had the same passion for women as before.

However, this was his secret, and a sign of his self-discipline. For it to be blurted out by the other person instantly made his face flush crimson with shame.

What a man feared most was being told he "couldn't."

"No interest in women indicates that your Yang Qi has already weakened. If Yang Qi isn't produced, no matter how powerful a Pure Yang cultivation technique is, how can it circulate freely and smoothly?"

Ignoring his shame, Zhang Xuan continued, "The groin is not only a man's symbol but also the origin point of Yang Qi. To accelerate the circulation of the Lesser Pure Yang Art, this is the only place. Master Ling's violent attack, using overwhelming force, caused the accumulated Yang Qi there to instantly surge out, suddenly more than doubling your power."

"Of course, a sudden surge in power doesn't guarantee a breakthrough to the seventh turn. To be safe, I had him attack your head as well."

"The head is the 'leader of all Yang.' When the point of origin is struck, the scattered Yang Qi naturally converges at the crown of the head. At this moment, Master Ling's strength making contact with it immediately broke the restriction, allowing you to successfully break through!"

With a faint smile, Zhang Xuan clasped his hands behind his back. His silhouette lengthened, making him appear incredibly tall.

"This..." Both men were simultaneously startled.

Although Master Yang spoke lightly, as fellow master teachers, they knew the immense difficulty involved.

The groin, despite being the origin of Yang Qi, was also a vital point; the slightest mistake could be fatal. The head was even more crucial. To use these two areas for a breakthrough...

If there had been even a slight error in his assessment, or if he had overlooked anything, Master Su wouldn't have broken through; he would have died!

To grasp the symptoms with such clarity... was this even humanly possible?

"Unfathomable! Master Yang is absolutely unfathomable..." They exchanged glances, and the same thought simultaneously arose in both their minds.

To be able to tell his problem with just a glance, without any error, and even deduce the precise strength of Master Ling's attack—this ability was unimaginable, even for them!

Before, they had thought Master Yang was at most their equal, with similar skill levels. They never imagined the difference was as vast as heaven and earth, utterly incomparable!

He was truly an exceptional master teacher who had comprehended the Eye of Insight. Terrifying!

"Hurry and adjust yourself. That hit was quite severe."

Seeing their expressions, Zhang Xuan knew they had been completely convinced. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, while simultaneously looking at them with sympathy.

If he had acted himself, using Heavenly Dao True Qi to stimulate certain points, he could also have invigorated the Yang Qi to achieve the seventh turn breakthrough.

However, doing so would easily reveal his cultivation and the unique nature of his Heavenly Dao True Qi, making it not worth the trouble. After much deliberation, this was the only method.

But it was truly too brutal...

Forget the other person, just watching it made him feel a chill in his groin and a phantom ache.

"Yes..." Hearing this, Master Su finally breathed a sigh of relief. Disregarding everything else, he immediately sat down to cultivate, trying to withstand the pain caused by the two violent strikes.

"Master Yang, he broke through to the seventh turn this time, but... if Master Su wants to break through again and attempt the ninth turn, what then?" Seeing his old friend cultivating, Master Ling couldn't help but look over.

The Lesser Pure Yang Art requires nine turns for grand completion before one can attempt higher levels. If breaking through the eighth turn was this troublesome, how should he approach the strongest, ninth turn?

"Simple," Zhang Xuan said casually. "Use the same method. If one kick doesn't work, then kick twice. If two don't work, kick ten times... Kick a bit more, and it's bound to cause a power surge!"

"Kick ten times? Kick a bit more..." Master Ling's hair stood on end.

Master Su, who was cultivating nearby, swayed, almost suffering a cultivation deviation.

What in the world... What kind of master teacher had they encountered, and what kind of method had he given them?