Biochemical Martial Arts: Supreme Heavenly Venerate

"So that's how it is!"

Located fifty miles west of the county town in a mountain estate, Meng Weiyun furrowed her brow after hearing part of Lin Rui's plan, her mind seemingly deep in thought, "So, you mean, all I need to do now is stay here and try to bluff? Lin Twelve, you're not trying to imply that I'm in the way, thinking I'm just a burden now and cannot help, and you want me to just stay put and not mess things up, right?"

Lin Rui blinked, thinking that this official Meng really understood perfectly, for that was exactly his intention.

With Meng Weiyun's current state, not only would she not be of help, but she would also distract him with her care.

He only needed Meng Weiyun's war dragon to go out from time to time, stroll around, and occasionally leave a footprint or two.

"Why would you think that, my lord?" Lin Rui, with a solemn face, solemnly bowed, "In fact, just having the distinguished official stationed here, making the Inspector keep his guard up, is a great help!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Weiyun gave a cold laugh, seeing right through Lin Twelve's intentions.

This fellow kept speaking so, yet refused to divulge half a sentence of his detailed action plan to her.

Meng Weiyun sighed silently in her heart, wondering what good would understanding do?

If she didn't have Lin Twelve to look after her now, she couldn't even take care of herself.

Upon reflection, this was all her own fault; she couldn't blame Lin Twelve.

Meng Weiyun immediately buoyed her spirit.

She believed that she must still play some constructive role, otherwise what would she say when her master asked later?

Merely relying on Lin Twelve's brilliant courage? What use then would he have for this foolish girl?

If Lin Twelve failed, she would have even less face to meet her master.

The best way to increase Lin Twelve's chances of winning now was to enhance his ability as much as possible.

Meng Weiyun first glanced at Ji Xueying, who stood silently behind Lin Twelve.

This guardian demon was very strong and perfect!

Her physical quality, Primordial Spirit power, bloodline talent, and so on, all developed to the limit, in a prime state. Among all transcendent class bloodline demons, Ji Xueying was definitely the most perfect!

This Lin Twelve indeed had a grand fate, to actually bind such a perfect demon.

Her only flaw now was that her martial arts Cultivation Technique didn't quite match.

However, Meng Weiyun was unable to help with this, especially since she lacked understanding of demons.

Meng Weiyun then shifted her gaze to Lin Twelve, "Twelve, you've begun Core Formation, right? Are you condensing Martial Intent?"

"Exactly!" Lin Rui nodded nonchalantly, "The officer is indeed condensing Blade Intent!"

Martial Cultivators, with their spiritual power approximately around a thousand points, could attempt to condense Martial Intent.

He was already trying to visualize his own Blade Intent, solidifying his spirit, so his spiritual power was somewhat abnormal, but Meng Weiyun actually noticed this, indicating that her perceptivity was also extremely strong.

Meng Weiyun slightly furrowed her brow, thinking that Martial Intent was not so easy to condense; most Martial Cultivators reference the Martial Intent of predecessors for visualization, and self-creating Martial Intent risks a great danger, which might destroy one's martial foundation.

She nodded subtly, maintaining her composure, "I feel a strong Abyssal presence in your Primordial Spirit. Is your Blade Intent related to the Abyss? Can you demonstrate it for me now?"

Lin Rui was momentarily startled by her remark, thinking, she could see that?

After a brief moment of thought, he stood up, grasping his blade and gathering strength.

Lin Rui figured that since he was establishing his genius persona, there was no point in being overly secretive.

He grasped the blade, accumulating power for five breaths.

He couldn't help it; Lin Rui had only just begun condensing his Blade Intent and needed a long time to polarize his spirit to the extent necessary to manifest 'Blade Intent'.

After five breaths, Lin Rui suddenly drew his blade, "Please watch, distinguished official!"

Clang!

Accompanied by a sharp sound, the square table in the room was instantly split in half.

After seeing this, the pupils of Meng Weiyun's eyes slightly widened, thinking, how fast!

The speed of Lin Twelve's blade was incredibly fast!

And within that stroke, the concept of the Abyss was present in at least three, no, four types!

Meng Weiyun felt a chill on her scalp, her eyes bewildered, wondering how Lin Twelve could have accessed so many concepts of the Abyss?

Only he was slightly lacking in the ultimate meaning of martial arts, which maintained for just an instant before it collapsed and disappeared.

The foreplay took so long, and yet the result deflated in just a moment.

However, Lin Rui's blade intent itself was indeed commendable—vast and majestic, highly regarded, and very promising!

"Indeed!" Meng Weiyun savored carefully, her eyes lighting up with excitement, "Lin Rui, your blade intent, possessing the prowess to control and integrate everything—do you intend to merge these abyssal concepts you've encountered into your blade intent?"

Lin Rui shook his head, "Heavenly official, you see it wrongly. The blade intent I want to condense is 'One'! All things return to one, one gives birth to all things!"

In his understanding of the ultimate meaning of martial arts, this was just a technique of using spiritual power, nothing magical about it.

A martial cultivator uses a firm belief, or a universally acknowledged truth, or natural phenomena such as wind, fire, thunder, and lightning, as the core to organically integrate their spiritual power, thus making their spiritual power stronger and more focused, which is called spiritual polarization.

For instance, Blood Blade Ji, her condensed blade intent is very straightforward. If one must describe it in a word, it would be 'kill'.

All her bloodline abilities, all her martial arts, are for 'killing'!

This is likely related to the uncontrollable slaughter at Zuihua House that day with Ji Xueying, where she wanted to kill everything around her, to kill the person who used her father's blood to cause her to lose control!

It was also that night when Ji Xueying broke the shackles and advanced to the fourth realm.

Generally, the simpler and purer the ultimate meaning of martial arts, the stronger it is; the more tricks and so-called 'ingenious uses' in the ultimate meaning of martial arts, the less robust it usually is.

Ji Xueying's martial intent is very extreme, very robust.

"All things return to one, one gives birth to all things?"

Meng Weiyun narrowed her eyes, "This is somewhat similar to what the Heavenly Demon from beyond realms said, 'The Dao produces one, one produces two, two produce three, three produce all things', directly pointing to the origin of all things. Lin Rui, your prowess is indeed extraordinary."

Sitting behind Lin Rui, Blood Blade Ji was also looking at her master with admiring eyes.

Lin Rui hadn't thought so much. He just wanted to truly condense his power and those abyssal concepts together.

No matter what it is, all must honestly submit to my 'One'! The most focused, the purest, the simplest 'One'!

Meng Weiyun then fell into deep contemplation.

She did not initially understand how Lin Rui came into contact with so many abyssal wills and concepts and why he would take the risk to self-condense martial intent.

Meng Weiyun had intended to give Lin Rui the sternest warning to make him aware of the terror of the Abyss, to realize the danger of self-condensing martial intent,

but when Meng Weiyun saw Lin Rui's blade intent, she shelved that thought because she then understood why Lin Rui wanted to condense such martial intent. Indeed, only such martial intent was suitable for him.

This guy wanted the power of the Abyss to serve him, to integrate these Abyssal forces, rather than to submit to the Abyss.

His spiritual power talent was also strong, and his martial path was on the right track. As long as Lin Rui could stabilize his foundation and grasp the extent to which he used the Abyssal power, there would probably be no big issues.

Meng Weiyun now fell into hesitation, her face slightly flushed.

She suddenly remembered that just earlier, Lin Rui had helped her to the restroom. There was nothing to be embarrassed about anymore, so she gritted her teeth, "Come over here, sit in front of me. I have a secret technique that can help you quickly form your martial intent. It may take as little as a few days or at most ten days."

Lin Rui's eyes brightened at her words, and he walked over without hesitation, sitting in front of Meng Weiyun.

Typically, for a martial cultivator to condense martial intent, even with great talent, it would take three to five months, and for those less talented, it might even take more than ten years.

However, there are also special cases like Blood Blade Ji, whose talent in spiritual power is especially good and when experiencing extreme emotions, can also rapidly condense martial intent.

But such martial intent is often beyond one's control, what it forms into is entirely up to luck.

Lin Rui's martial intent was very simple and pure. Coupled with his strong talent in spiritual power, the condensing process was relatively fast, but he estimated that even if he practiced every day non-stop, it would still take five months to take shape.

Meng Weiyun could actually help him form martial intent within a few days? What kind of powerful secret technique is this?

"Come sit closer!"

Meng Weiyun's breathing was a bit rapid, her cheeks more evidently flushed, she pointed a spot one foot in front of her, "Sit here!"

Lin Rui blinked, thinking "damn," wondering if this Heavenly Official Meng was thinking of dual cultivation with him? Was she intending to use some legendary dual cultivation method to help him condense martial intent?

Lin Rui pondered what excuse he should use to refuse, if that was indeed the case.

But when he shifted his buttocks over, Meng Weiyun merely leaned her head forward, resting her forehead against his.

"Focus your mind and spirit! Next, I will use my bloodline power combined with a spiritual secret technique to guide you in rapidly forming your blade intent—"

Lin Rui then relaxed, contemplating that it was just this?

This woman really, it's just touching foreheads, and yet she made such a shy exhibition, he was so nervous a moment ago.