The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

Was it just his imagination?

Lu Jing wasn't sure. He hadn't been in the Jianghu world for long, and besides Er Xia, he didn't have any other enemies. Moreover, Wei Zixian had already, as he said before, declared that he would hunt down Er Xia to the ends of the earth.

Logically speaking, Er Xia should be focused on escaping for his life at this time, and wouldn't have the energy to seek revenge on him.

So, who else would be interested in him?

Lu Jing couldn't guess.

To be cautious, he didn't go home immediately, but instead took two more circles outside, and even tried suddenly turning back halfway, but he didn't see any suspicious-looking people.

Could it really just be his imagination? Lu Jing scratched his head, and ultimately could only honestly return to his residence.

After getting home, he closed the doors and windows, lit the oil lamp, and then took out the two martial arts manuals he had just obtained from his bosom.

Wei Zixian had already given him a general introduction to the previous "Mad Demon One Hundred and Eight Staffs", and the other one was a lightness skill called "Surging Waves", which was still rated as a fifth-grade by Duobaoge.

This lightness skill was also quite unique. It was very fast, even surpassing some third-grade lightness skills, but its loudness was directly proportional to its speed. As the manual said in its opening, it was like "riding the waves forward."

It completely failed to achieve the most important aspect of lightness skills – lightness. Basically, no matter where you go, you would immediately become the focus of the audience. Lu Jing's original fantasy of coming and going without a trace was impossible.

According to the experts in the books, the so-called martial arts were actually means of utilizing internal energy.

Previously, Lu Jing had a body full of vigorous internal energy, but he was never able to effectively mobilize it to work for him.

This was like a landlord with a vast fortune, but every time he went out, he could only rely on his hands to carry money. He could only use as much as he could carry.

But with martial arts moves, he was like having a donkey cart, allowing him to drive the cart and carry money out to spend.

In this way, the speed of spending money was greatly increased.

Seeing that there were less than five hours left before the next time his internal energy would appear.

Lu Jing couldn't wait to open the "Mad Demon One Hundred and Eight Staffs", first reading the entire martial arts manual from beginning to end, then looking around, grabbing a broom from the corner of the wall, holding it in his hand to temporarily act as a Zen staff.

The next moment, he silently activated the Small Vajra Strength, guiding the internal energy to flow out from his dantian, and according to the meridian routes recorded in the general outline of the manual, flowing towards his arm.

It worked!

A hint of joy appeared in Lu Jing's eyes. Although it took a little longer, at least this first step was quite smooth.

But the difficulty suddenly increased next. He needed to form a cycle of internal energy in the area from Jugo to Shangyang, while increasing the speed of circulation, so that they formed the momentum of "like a lotus of raging fire, blooming in sequence, leading to a prairie fire" as described in the general outline.

Honestly speaking, Lu Jing recognized every word above, but he didn't have much of a clue on how to do it.

So afterwards, he could only use the most stupid method, constantly trying.

Lu Jing tried about a hundred times, almost deeply imprinting the entire circulation route in his mind, and understanding the subtle changes in the internal energy flowing through each acupoint, which allowed him to increase the speed of the internal energy circulation by about 30%.

But he still couldn't achieve "like a lotus of raging fire, blooming in sequence", but Lu Jing couldn't wait any longer. The next moment, he urged the internal energy in his arm and poured it into the broom.

Then, he used the first stance of the "Mad Demon One Hundred and Eight Staffs" – the head-on staff drink!

He saw the broom being swung from the top of his head to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust before it even touched the ground, and even extinguishing the oil lamp on the table.

And as the broom hit the ground, Lu Jing only felt a shock in his arms, and then the internal energy poured into the broom seemed to have decreased a bit.

But before he could be happy, he heard another cracking sound, and the broom in his hand could no longer hold on, and it broke in the middle very simply.

Lu Jing relit the oil lamp, looked at the broom that had been broken into two pieces on the ground, and couldn't help but feel dazed.

Did he… successfully convert his internal energy into damage?

At this moment, Lu Jing almost cried with joy.

Although it had only been two weeks since internal energy appeared in his dantian, it was an extremely tormenting two weeks for Lu Jing, especially after he realized that if he continued to break through acupoints at this rate, he would soon be burst alive because the refresh rate was too fast. The shadow of death had been looming over his head.

Even though he had consulted the experts in the books, he was still uneasy in his heart. It wasn't until this moment that Lu Jing truly confirmed that he was on the right path.

Even if the consumption of internal energy just now didn't reach his expectations, it was more because he wasn't familiar with the "Mad Demon One Hundred and Eight Staffs" and had just started practicing it.

Lu Jing believed that with his cultivation, this efficiency would continue to improve, so the current question was whether he could practice the "Mad Demon One Hundred and Eight Staffs" to a level sufficient to consume all the internal energy in his dantian before entering the first-class realm.

Sure enough, he still couldn't relax.

The joy in Lu Jing's heart had only just risen for a short time before it slowly faded away. He sighed, and seeing that there was still about an hour before his internal energy would increase again, he couldn't continue practicing, so he could only, as usual, continue to use the remaining approximately three-fifths of the internal energy in his dantian to break through acupoints.

However, just as Lu Jing was about to sit cross-legged, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Lu Jing frowned. The time was now four quarters of Yin Hour (3:00-5:00 AM). Even night owls should have fallen asleep. Logically speaking, no one would be visiting at this time.

Moreover, Lu Jing himself had no relatives or friends in this world. He quickly became vigilant and asked, "Who is it?"

However, the person knocking on the door did not answer.

Lu Jing didn't even know if the other party was still outside, because after those three knocks, the outside had returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Lu Jing looked around the room but couldn't find any handy weapons, so he could only reluctantly grab a stool for self-defense. Then he bent down and tiptoed to the door, first putting his ear to the door to listen, but unfortunately, he still didn't gain anything.

Then Lu Jing slowly straightened up and looked out through the crack in the wooden door, but after looking around, his door was empty and there was no one there.