Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 119 - 107 Nothingness

Chapter 119: Chapter 107 Nothingness

It was night.

Lin Yuan’s small residence.

In the bedroom, a solitary lamp flickered, casting its glow on a beautiful face as fair as snow.

Zhu Lingshan’s eyes were full of worry. Ever since she returned tonight and heard Xiaoyun report that her beloved had gone out on patrol, she felt uneasy.

Thinking of Lin Yuan’s predicament filled her belly with anxiety. She sat upright at the windowsill desk, looking at the dim, gloomy starlight in the sky, only feeling colder.

Ever since dinner, she had been waiting without moving, until late at night, but still did not see her beloved appear.

Zhu Lingshan retracted her gaze, knowing that no matter how long she stared, she wouldn’t see the figure arriving.

Meanwhile, Xiaoyun, who accompanied her, was already struggling to keep her eyes open, her eyelids as heavy as lead. Before long, she succumbed, collapsing onto the table in a sound sleep.

But thinking of the danger Lin Yuan faced left Zhu Lingshan restless, with no trace of sleepiness.

"If by dawn, Senior Brother still hasn’t returned." A fierce determination flashed in Zhu Lingshan’s beautiful eyes: "I’ll ask Master to intervene, and we’ll make them pay with blood."

"My strength is modest, and now I can’t help Senior Brother; I can’t ease his troubles." Zhu Lingshan couldn’t help but blame herself amid such a predicament, left with nothing but a bitter wait.

As various thoughts surfaced in Zhu Lingshan’s heart.

Creaaak.

Lin Yuan stepped lightly, and pushed open the door.

"Senior Brother." Zhu Lingshan’s worry instantly turned to joy, she quickly rose, rushing over.

Zhu Lingshan tightly embraced the tall figure, wishing she could break herself apart and merge into him.

Zhu Lingshan inhaled deeply the masculine aura emanating from him, and unknowingly, her eyes became misty.

But at this moment, her heart finally found peace, like a small boat returned to harbor, finally at rest.

Lin Yuan keenly sensed Zhu Lingshan’s fiery emotions, his heart warming. He could only feel her intense embrace—strong enough that even with his iron-like physique, he felt her grip stifling his breath.

Yet Lin Yuan remained silent, only quietly holding the dear one in his arms. He gently patted her back as her urgent breaths gradually calmed.

After embracing for several tens of breaths, Zhu Lingshan finally stifled her sobs, and upon looking up, saw her snot smeared on Lin Yuan’s robe, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"Senior Brother."

Zhu Lingshan softly called out. She looked up, blinking her eyes towards him.

"Junior Sister, don’t worry. I have everything in hand." Lin Yuan gave a faint smile: "I promise you, without your consent, how could I easily go to my death?"

Zhu Lingshan quickly covered Lin Yuan’s lips, asserting: "We agreed to grow old together, no separation in life or death. If Senior Brother leaves, Junior Sister will not live alone."

The warmth in Lin Yuan’s eyes deepened, embracing her again, planting a kiss on her forehead.

"Junior Sister, it’s late, let’s sleep." Lin Yuan said softly.

"Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun, what shall we do?"

Upon reaching the bedside, Zhu Lingshan finally remembered the maid sleeping soundly beside them.

Lin Yuan chuckled wickedly: "Don’t make a sound; Xiaoyun... heh heh."

"You." Zhu Lingshan, deep in emotion just moments ago, was now entirely flushed, scolding: "You rascally lecher, how can you be like this."

"Oh, Lingshan. Heh heh heh." Lin Yuan’s expression remained unchanged, insisting: "The pleasure is boundless."

"Ah!"

Zhu Lingshan gasped, as the jade rabbit fell into large hands.

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Early the next morning, the dawn sky remained dim, an endless cold tide surging across the land, and the temperature had dropped considerably.

Lin Yuan’s quiet room.

A fiery red beast coal burned quietly, heating the room as if it were the warm spring of March.

Yet in such a cozy environment, Lin Yuan was frowning in deep thought.

"Among the nine Chapters, the Qi Blood Pill needed to practice the Sunrise Technique has reached its limit."

"To continue relying on a large quantity of Qi Blood Pills to enhance the Sunrise Technique is also difficult."

The source of Lin Yuan’s trouble at this time was the diminishing effects of the pill practice.

Much like using Qi Blood Powder to practice the Qi Blood Realm’s martial arts techniques, the progress was too slow, once again becoming a shackle to his martial arts advancement.

"Purified Jade Essence has pushed the Sunrise Technique’s realm to great accomplishment, supporting me in slaying that elder yesterday, making the Demonic Axle my strongest trump card."

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan couldn’t help but circulate his Qi Blood again, experiencing the wonders of the vital energy within.

Inside him at this moment were four martial arts intents: sword, saber, fist, and a trace of the Great Sun’s true intent.

"Purified Jade Essence." Lin Yuan carefully felt the essence of the jade marrow continuously nourishing his body’s meridians, recalling Pang Biao’s words: "The higher realm of martial art’s intent."

"No object, no self, no form."

Lin Yuan carefully attuned to the true intents within him.

As he pondered, Lin Yuan unknowingly slipped into that state of pure heart realm.

"No object. So-called no object doesn’t mean that physical substances don’t exist but rather that the martial artist’s mind is no longer bound by materiality."

Sparks of insight flashed continuously in Lin Yuan’s mind.

"The Canglan Realm has both a material aspect and an ideal aspect. I must see through the essence of material phenomena."

"The impermanence and emptiness of the material world are the foundation of martial arts and also its extension."

"The intent is an extension of martial arts. The intent embodies vital energy and can control changes. If my martial intent channelizes energy into it, guided by an object, like this ring-knife!"

Clang!

Lin Yuan drew his knife, eyes closed tight.

In his mind, akin to an out-of-body experience, he could actually sense his vital energy sketching within the ring-knife, which gradually formed the shape of the knife.

Inspiration continuously erupted in Lin Yuan’s mind. Ancient texts suggest that the spirit leaves the body; is martial intent not akin to this?

Can my knife intent form the knife, making it as dexterous as an extension of my arm?

As Lin Yuan gradually infused more vital energy, merging his knife intent into it.

"But this isn’t simply infusing Qi; it’s channeling one’s will, lending one’s soul in another term."

"This is Spiritual Empowerment, endowing lifeless objects with spirit, reaching the state of no object. No object means no lifelessness. With intent, anything can be controlled; infinite intent, infinite objects. Nothing goes uncontrolled, nothing goes unempowered."

"No object, no object. So this is it!"

"Hahaha."

Lin Yuan felt his heart clear, thoughts unhindered, the previous confusion dispelled without trace, bursting into laughter.

As Lin Yuan fully channeled his internal energy, the cold glint of the ring-knife in his hand grew ever sharper.

Once the shape of the ring-knife was completely delineated, Lin Yuan suddenly opened his eyes.

"Go!"

Lin Yuan shouted abruptly.

Whoosh!

The ring-knife followed Lin Yuan’s throw, carving a cold arc as it flew toward the coal brazier three feet away.

In the blink of an eye, the ring-knife had arrived, with its blade energy splitting the head of the beast-shaped beast, ready to stab straight into the floor.

But at that moment, the long knife suddenly pivoted as if drawn by an invisible thread, arcing through the air to slash toward another bronze furnace.

Bang!

The long knife plunged straight into the bronze furnace, and in an instant, the coals exploded and scattered.

Lin Yuan involuntarily turned pale, overwhelmed by a splitting headache, drenched in cold sweat.

After some sharp breath, Lin Yuan finally regained his composure.

Though his spirit was fatigued beyond compare, at this moment, his heart was filled with irrepressible joy.

"Gun Fighting Art?" Lin Yuan’s mind shouted this name: "No, Knife Fighting Art?"

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