Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation Chapter 895: Troubles of the Merfolk Race

When the wound in his heart had healed completely, Xiao Chen no longer felt any pain. If not for the blood on the short sword, he would wonder if the earlier scene had happened.

“Alright! Tempering the heart, success!”

He put away the short sword, and his face resumed its usual placidity. He did not dwell on this success as he swallowed the Heavenly Blood Vine to temper his stomach.

By the time the sky was bright, he had used all five Spirit Herbs. His Firmament Body Tempering Art now reached Consummation.

Xiao Chen left the cultivation room and went to the drill ground halfway up the peak. When he took in a breath of the morning air, he could distinctly feel the changes in his internal organs after the tempering.

He casually swept his gaze across the drill ground, pausing for a while as he considered the empty space. After looking for a while, he calmly shifted his gaze away.

Shifting his feet, he started practicing the Myriad Heaven Divine Fist with a normal expression. There were still three more moves to this Martial Technique. It was time he completed them.

In the following days, Xiao Chen’s life kept to a set routine.

He used the Peak Spirit Vein to cultivate at night and trained at the drill ground in the day. As he practiced his Fist Techniques, he comprehended the final three moves of the Myriad Heaven Divine Fist—Eternal Myth, Dusk of Deities, and Burial of Deities.

Xiao Chen had his own understanding of the Myriad Heaven Divine Fist and already carved out his own path. Naturally, he had to alter the final three moves to fit his own Dao.

With his experience, he could tell that there were thousands of different methods to do things, the method used differing from person to person. Instead of blindly copying what predecessors did, one might as well tailor things to suit one’s special characteristics. Otherwise, one would never surpass the predecessors.

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“White Robed King Xiao Chen, the Merfolk Race’s Yao Yan and Mu Lei request an audience!”

On this particular day, while Xiao Chen was practicing his Fist

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