History's Strongest Senior Brother c1-1474
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Speaking of which, this was also the first time a Turbid Wave Pavilion disciple had participated in the Extreme Yin Bout, the result being her winning the Crown on her first attempt. Although this was also due to a problem having cropped up with Meng Wan, being able to suppress the Maidens of Extreme Yin of Jade Sea City, Infinite Boundless Mountain and the Heavenly Thunder Hall, she must have prepared for many years, aiming to shock everyone on her debut.
While Turbid Wave Pavilion was strictly neutral, facing the direct threat of the Fire Devils on the East Sea like Jade Sea City, obtaining the Extreme Yin Crown would be of great help to them.
However, if no unexpected incidents occurred, it would be just this once.
Next year, her preparations complete, Meng Wan would mostly likely play out the role of the ruler returning for her crown once more.
Yan Zhaoge’s brows gradually knit up, “It’s really bad this time…”
Amidst his thoughts, Feng Yunsheng kept her sabre over by the other side, smiling and greeting Yan Zhaoge upon noticing his presence, “Senior apprentice-brother Yan.”
Yan Zhaoge instantly relaxed, smiling as his praised, “Nice sabrework.”
Feng Yunsheng glanced at Yan Zhaoge, “Senior apprentice-brother Yan, are the results of the fourth Extreme Yin Bout already out? Was it still Little Wan who won?”
Yan Zhaoge shook his head, “No.”
As Feng Yunsheng was slightly taken aback, Yan Zhaoge sighed, “However, it is even worse that Meng Wan securing a consecutive victory.”
Having explained the matter clearly, Feng Yunsheng’s expression turned grave, but her emotions remained calm.
She held the hilt of her sabre, “I will work harder, definitely!”
While her resolve was firm, Feng Yunsheng also did not find the situation optimistic, just working the hardest that she could.
Having always been strong and independent, not willing to rely on others, Feng Yunsheng revealed a look of expectation for the first time as she gazed at Yan Zhaoge, “Senior apprentice-brother Yan, do you still have any other methods?”
Yan Zhaoge’s eyelids drooped, “…No.”
Feng Yunsheng looked calmly at Yan Zhaoge, not speaking. The two looked at each other silently.
After a long time, Feng Yunsheng said lightly, “Senior apprentice-brother Yan, I admit that I am unresigned, having extravagant hopes, having fantasies.
“But at this stage, in wanting to win the Extreme Yin Bout, it is long since not just a personal matter for me.”
“For the clan which took me in, for the Master who educates me, for you, senior apprentice-brother Yan, who stood up and guaranteed for me then, I must definitely win!”
Feng Yunsheng looked straight at Yan Zhaoge, “No matter the method, I am also willing to try it. No matter tough and painful it might be, I am also willing to bear it…no, I definitely have to be able to bear it!”
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 212: Yan Zhaoge’s method
HSSB212: Yan Zhaoge’s method
Looking at Feng Yunsheng, from her gaze, Yan Zhaoge did not see heat temporarily rushing to her brain, instead seeing a cold yet decisive firmness.
Feng Yunsheng said, pausing with each word, “My own choice, I will be responsible.”
“There is indeed a method,” Yan Zhaoge was silent for a while before he said slowly.
Yan Zhaoge was also not a hypocritical person, also not making things difficult for Feng Yunsheng in wanting her to propose it for herself.
This time, while he still had a plan, he really didn’t want to use it.
“You shouldn’t rush to make the decision,” Yan Zhaoge shook his head slowly, “Have you ever heard of Cold Marrow Needles?”
Seeing Feng Yunsheng’s uncomprehending expression, Yan Zhaoge said, “It is normal for you not to have heard of it. But Soul Lighting Lamps, you should have heard of those, right?”
Feng Yunsheng had indeed heard of those, “It is a rumoured torture method of before the Great Calamity, causing people to wish for death yet not able to have it come, forever suffering indescribable torment.”
Yan Zhaoge nodded before shooting Feng Yunsheng a deep glance, “Before the Great Calamity, Cold Marrow Needles and Soul Lighting Lamps were both part of the Seven Great Tortures.”
“This method causes extreme coldness from the marrows of one’s bones. However, the coldness will not lead to numbness, instead inflicting a pain like billions of sharp needles piercing simultaneously.”
“In suffering the torture, one would always remain in a conscious state, not even able to faint if they wanted to.”
Yan Zhaoge said softly, “This is not something that can be suffered through with clenched teeth through firm willpower alone, because not just the fleshly body, thousands of holes would also be pierced in the soul of the one suffering it. And despite the feeling of weakness, one would not die, forever being tortured, every moment and every instant, both internally and externally, in every single part of the body.”
“In saying every single part of the body, it is not like if I pricked you with thousands of needles. It is not that every pore or every acupoint would feel the piercing; there would be no respite in any part of the body, and this pain would emanate everywhere from within the body itself.”
Yan Zhaoge’s gaze swept over Feng Yunsheng, “Some parts of the human body are more resilient, while some parts are especially weak. For example, the eyeballs and such.”
“However, Cold Marrow Needles would not care about those, taking care of every single part of your body. Therefore, the weaker the place, the more the pain that would be felt.”
Feng Yunsheng quietly listened to Yan Zhaoge’s narration.
Yan Zhaoge continued slowly, “Then, because of your Extreme Yin Physique, the pain you feel from the Cold Marrow Needles would only be more intense than for the average person.”
“This method would indeed strengthen your Extreme Yin Physique, even accelerating your day to day cultivation through it, causing your cultivation speed to increase a step further. However, the precondition is that you would first have to be able to tolerate the pain within.”
Having finished, Yan Zhaoge closed his mouth, not saying a word.
He had never intended to use this method from the start, rather letting Feng Yunsheng’s speed of improvement be a little slower, waiting for one or two more years.
Even after knowing that the Sacred Sun Clan was also trying to raise Meng Wan’s strength through a yin-yang coexisting technique, Yan Zhaoge actually still hadn’t considered this method, instead trying to think down other paths.
Even Yan Zhaoge himself wasn’t absolutely confident of being able to withstand this method.
“I am willing to try,” As soon as Yan Zhaoge had finished speaking, Feng Yunsheng answered calmly.
As Yan Zhaoge looked at her, Feng Yunsheng smiled, “At present, there are no other methods left, right?”
“Time and tide waits for no man. If senior apprentice-brother Yan has a better method, that would naturally be best, but before you come up with one, let me first try these Cold Marrow Needles.”
With Feng Yunsheng having lost two years of her time, Meng Wan, as the most outstanding Maiden of Extreme Yin, was far ahead of her.
With Meng Wan also currently using a yin-yang coexisting technique to strengthen herself, Feng Yunsheng’s and Broad Creed Mountain’s hopes of catching up to her instantly became distant.
The two’s starting points were just far too far apart, both also currently progressing. Feng Yunsheng’s rate of improvement would have to be much greater than Meng Wan’s in order to catch up with her.
Otherwise, however high her speed, it still being limited, who knew when she would be able to catch up.
With the current volatile situation, not so much time remained for her and Broad Creed Mountain.
She pursed her lips, “Senior apprentice-brother Yan, despite how confident I look now, I am actually also not confident of truly
being able to withstand it.”
“It’s, as you say, one of the Seven Great Tortures ah, their original meaning if not to torture, probably to force out a confession or to inflict a fate worse than death. If it could be withstood so easily, how could it still be considered a Great Torture?”
“Still, I want to try.”
Feng Yunsheng sucked in a deep breath, her gaze ever determined, “I want to win the Extreme Yin Bout. However tough or painful it may be, I must also bear it, must also persevere.”
Yan Zhaoge was silent for a long time before he nodded, “Fine.”
A smile appeared on Feng Yunsheng’s face, “Don’t tell Master and the others first.”
Yan Zhaoge sighed, “Fine.”
A decision having been made, the tense atmosphere finally eased a little.
As the two had conversed earlier, there had seemed to be a formless barrier enveloping their surroundings, causing others to instinctively avoid drawing near.
The atmosphere having eased now, Little Meaty instantly ran over to Feng Yunsheng joyfully.
However, just having run halfway, a massive black shadow suddenly flashed past, drawing up a gale which nearly blew over the small black dog.
With a speed even faster than Little Meaty, Pan-Pan rushed over before Feng Yunsheng, his eyes blinking repeatedly.
As a true glutton, his appetite had been caught by Feng Yunsheng over this past period of time.
Feng Yunsheng shook her head, laughing. She stroked Pan-Pan’s head, than waved Little Meaty over.
Little Meaty leapt up, leaping into Feng Yunsheng’s embrace.
She first stretched comfortably, then bared her teeth towards Pan-Pan, finally twisting her head away very proudly, no longer looking at Pan-Pan.
Black rings around his eyes, Pan-Pan first looked at Little Meaty’s size, then lowered his head to look at himself.
Shaking his huge head, he called out lightly, white fire and black water surfacing about his body, enveloping him within.
The next moment, the water and fire dissipated, Pan-Pan who had originally been the size of a normal panda having shrunk once more.
His appearance still of that of a grown panda, he had not returned to a furless panda cub, just that his size had decreased considerably, to around the same size as Little Meaty.
After that, Pan-Pan let out a joyful cry, his chubby body resembling a small furball as he leapt up from the ground, also leaping into Feng Yunsheng’s embrace.
Little Meaty instantly stared, looking at her mistress nervously, her eyes full of helplessness.
Shaking her head and sighing, Feng Yunsheng cuddled the two of them, one in each arm.
Seeing this scene, Yan Zhaoge’s mind drifted a little.
A thought sprung up very suddenly within his heart.
If he were a little stronger, a little more able, possessing a little more methods.
If he could let this bright, strong girl, even not having to do anything, just happily accompany Pan-Pan and Little Meaty in playing, afterwards putting on that Extreme Yin Crown, how great would that be…
Yan Zhaoge shook his head slightly, stabilising his mind once more, his thoughts no longer drifting.
He could not help but laugh, “Something completely given by others, not having had to put in any effort for it at all. I think she would instead be a little desolate at that.”
Looking at Feng Yunsheng, Yan Zhaoge shook his head lightly, “While it is said that the heavens reward the diligent, those who work hard are not always rewarded. I have truly seen such matters too many times.”
“However, you-you will wear the Extreme Yin Crown.”
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 213: Improving by leaps and bounds
HSSB213: Improving by leaps and bounds
Cold Marrow Needles were not actual needles that were used to prick people, but a special technique, reinforced by special medicines, that caused a change in one’s qi and blood, causing extreme cold to emanate from within, with it being an omnipresent chill on every single part of the entire body, causing pain reminiscent of being pierced by needles.
Feng Yunsheng was a straightforward and decisive person. Since she wanted to try, to bear it, that she would.
Currently, wisps of incomparably cold white qi were shockingly being emanated from her entire body, as she seemed to have been completely covered by a layer of frost.
Anything and everything that touched her body would be frozen upon contact.
However, in truth, for its effectiveness, the Cold Marrow Needles technique would seal most of the cold qi within one’s body. The part that leaked out would only be a tiny portion of it.
At this time, due to Feng Yunsheng’s qi and blood having been thrown in disorder, it was very difficult for her to circulate her qi to withstand it.
Under such circumstances, the pain that she was suffering could only be imagined.
Also, her mind would always remain clear and her sense acute, to the effect of magnifying the pain brought to her by the Cold Marrow Needles by several times.
Having originally been in the meditative position, Feng Yunsheng was now already completely unable to maintain her posture, only able to lie on her side on the ground, unconsciously curling up her body into a ball.
Clenching her teeth and not uttering a sound was already the final determination that she could show.
Yan Zhaoge stood before her, looking expressionlessly at this scene.
Ah Hu also stood by the side, looking at Feng Yunsheng with a solemn expression on his face as he now let out a breath, “Young Master, Miss Feng really is great.”
Yan Zhaoge didn’t say a word, repeatedly calculating the time within his heart.
Ying Longtu, Pan-Pan and Little Meaty waited by the side, looks of horror in their gazes. Even while Feng Yunsheng had already communicated this with them beforehand, they currently still possessed the urge to rush up to her.
“That’s enough for today; more would do more harm than good.”
Finally, Yan Zhaoge let out a low yell, a palm flashing like lightning onto Feng Yunsheng’s back.
Feng Yunsheng’s body trembled, the cold qi surging within her body finally beginning to vanish, the frost gradually dispersing.
Not even uttering a sound, she directly fainted.
To those who had experienced the torture of Cold Marrow Needles, losing their consciousness was actually also a blissful thing.
Yan Zhaoge’s palm on Feng Yunsheng’s back had still not relaxed, as he unceasingly helped to moderate the condition of her body’s qi and blood.
If one were really to carry out Cold Marrow Needles torture, even if it was stopped midway, such a thing would also not be done.
Yan Zhaoge’s current actions were to not let Feng Yunsheng suffer needless pain. In paying such a huge price, it was to see gains, to see rewards.
At the same time, he also didn’t blindly help Feng Yunsheng to gain warmth. If he focused fully on expelling the cold, it would instead decrease what she gained through her sacrifice, wasting her efforts.
It was a long time before Feng Yunsheng awoke. Although the pain had yet to fade completely, it was already at a level that she could bear.
Feng Yunsheng didn’t say anything excessive, getting into the meditative position once more, breathing deeply as she moderated her body’s qi and blood as guided by Yan Zhaoge.
“Although it was hard to the point of feeling like dying, instantaneous effects truly can be seen,” After ceasing her cultivation, Feng Yunsheng revealed a smile that contained a bit of weakness.
Yan Zhaoge said, “With the Extreme Yin Scripture as a base, using the Yin-Yang Coexisting technique, with the boost of the Cold Marrow Needles technique, in coordination with other supplementary techniques, whether it is your Extreme Yin power or your cultivation base, they will both improve by leaps and bounds.”
Shooting Feng Yunsheng a deep glance, Yan Zhaoge said, “This technique can be used for however long you can
persist. Even if the time is limited, the effects will also be very prominent.”
Feng Yunsheng smiled, “Although, it really was pretty hard, I will persist all the way, giving it my all.”
Yan Zhaoge no longer said anything, just nodding, “At this moment, you are in a rather weak state. Cultivating diligently would instead bring harm to your body; you should go get some good rest.”
“Calm your mind, do not be impatient.”
Hugging Little Meaty who rushed towards her, Feng Yunsheng answered, “Rest easy, senior apprentice-brother Yan. I understand.”
Pan-Pan also came over, Feng Yunsheng smiling as she stroked his head.
Standing by the side, Ying Longtu asked somewhat uncertainly, “Senior apprentice-sister, are you okay?”
Feng Yunsheng smiled, “Rest easy, Han Long’er. I’m fine.”
Yan Zhaoge said, “After resting, you can resume your cultivation as per usual. It is not good for the Cold Marrow Needles technique to be used in too closely packed intervals. After having used it once, its effects do not come into bear within a short period of time; in your upcoming cultivation, you will also be digesting this time’s results.”
“I understand,” Feng Yunsheng nodded earnestly, saying as she looked at Yan Zhaoge, “Thank you, senior apprentice-brother Yan.”
Yan Zhaoge sighed softly, “It is primarily you.”
After parting ways with Feng Yunsheng, Yan Zhaoge returned to his lodgings, shaking his head slightly as he walked, “It’s really a bad coincidence this time; the Sacred Sun Clan had even the time of the Heavens on its side.”
The deeds of the Decimating Abyss and the Nine Underworlds, on a certain level, had caused the tense atmosphere between the Sacred Grounds to ease slightly somewhat.
For a considerable period of time, everyone would be keeping wary of the Decimating Abyss and the Nine Underworlds, also working to clear the spies that possibly existed amongst them.
A new common enemy other than the Fire Devils having been added to the mix, the contradictions between the Sacred Grounds had eased for the time being.
Having lost the Extreme Yin Crown at this time, as long as they kept more of a low profile, it actually wasn’t too great of a problem for the Sacred Sun Clan.