Hyperdimensional Universe: I have Three Thousand Ultimate Talents

Chapter 13: Chapter 13: Six Meridians Divine Sword

The Longxiang Dominator Body Skill is an incomplete technique with only four layers of cultivation methods.

Jiang Ming quickly flipped through them.

"Toughening the body, comprehensively enhancing the resilience, strength, and power of the skin, muscles, bones, organs, etc."

After memorizing it, he temporarily set it aside.

There were also twenty-seven other cultivation skills, mainly from the former Black Dragon Village. Although most of them were ordinary, they still broadened Jiang Ming's horizons.

Enriching his foundation and increasing his accumulation of knowledge.

Lying in bed, he carefully sorted through the cultivation skills he had observed and considered them in detail, giving him a more intuitive understanding of the cultivation path in this world.

Early the next morning.

After cultivating the Guiyuan Sutra, Jiang Ming drank a bowl of ginseng tea and began to try cultivating the Longxiang Dominator Body Skill. He felt his skin becoming denser, and his bones and muscles showed signs of further improvement.

Even his internal organs showed some strengthening.

He quickly succeeded in cultivating the first layer.

"Is it because my body is inherently strong that I achieved this easily?"

Jiang Ming didn't think too much about it.

His physical body was indeed powerful. Whether it was the Bone Forging Realm or the cleansing of his marrow from the feedback of opening the Sea of Qi, it had made his body far superior to others.

Continuing to cultivate.

With his powerful mental control combined with the vast and boundless supply of Qi nourishing his body, he unknowingly entered the state of Merge into Heaven and Earth while cultivating and absorbed the energy of Heaven and Earth to provide a source of strength for his body, allowing him to cultivate at an inconceivable speed.

By noon.

"The third layer is complete!"

"My strength has increased nearly twice!"

"Skin like leather, flesh like rope, tendons like collapsed bowstrings, bones as hard as steel!"

Jiang Ming was quite surprised.

Pinching his arm, its toughness was astonishing, even stronger than a black bear's skin, as if he was wearing a layer of soft armor.

He also had a realization.

It would be difficult to improve quickly once his past foundation was exhausted.

For the next few days, Jiang Ming spent his time cultivating and even tried to create new techniques. He managed to create a few, but they were far from being top-tier techniques.

After all, his experience was too limited.

One day, he came to Mountain No. 2. Here, three hundred chosen elite young men had been reshuffled by Chang Qing and were being trained.

When Jiang Ming arrived, he issued several orders, such as making them full-time soldiers with a minimum monthly salary of two hundred coins, which would increase with their strength; they had to engage in mandatory daily drills, shouting loyalty to the village and the Great Village Master before eating; those with children would receive free education in the village; if they died in battle, the village would support their wives and children, and so on.

With incentives and no concerns, their enthusiasm was ignited. Furthermore, they were divided into ten teams, issued cultivation skills, and competed in martial arts once a month. The wages of the winning team members would be increased by fifty percent in the following month.

Jiang Ming also trained with them, running around the mountain peak and carrying heavy loads up the mountain.

Half a year later, at the Back Mountain.

The night sky was filled with stars.

"The outside world is too vast. I'm afraid..." Second Brother Hu hesitated.

"We have to venture out eventually. As you said, the outside world is vast, but by comparison, this place is too small." Jiang Ming stood with his hands behind his back, facing the blowing mountain wind.

There were only two of them here.

Today, in the early morning, he asked Chang Qing to lead two hundred elite warriors into the depths of the mountains, cross the mountain ranges, and continue through the Dragon Spine Mountain, which stretches thousands of miles.

This was a test of cultivation, a trial, and an attempt to seize wealth.

In just half a year, all the initial wealth had been nearly exhausted.

Jiang Ming had also reached his limit and prepared to venture out to make arrangements for the future. At the same time, he left behind a hundred elite guards to protect the village out of his unwillingness to let go.

"Will you be coming back?" Second Brother Hu hesitated, but finally asked.

He had always felt that the Great Village Master had a sense of alienation from the village, coupled with his mysterious background, he had long guessed that the other party would leave.

But this day came too quickly, leaving him very confused.

"Maybe!" Jiang Ming said faintly, "I will leave this place to you. If I can't come back, let the village become a real village and live peacefully. With the strength of the mountain, you will be able to protect yourselves. Of course, if everything goes well, I will come back, and Chang Qing and his companions will return."

Second Brother Hu let out a bitter smile.

At this moment, Jiang Ming's eyes narrowed as he saw a white figure speeding towards them from a distance. The figure stepped on the tree branches as if riding the wind, but when he got closer, his breathing became disordered and he fell to the ground.

"Damn it!" A voice came, accompanied by a helpless sigh.

Following that, another figure arrived and landed beside them.

"Lu Paopao, why did you stop running?" The newcomer was a stern-faced middle-aged man who glanced at Jiang Ming and Second Brother Hu with cold indifference that sent shivers down their spines.

"My name is Lu Yuan, not Lu Paopao. Damn it, why can't you remember?" Lu Yuan cursed, seemingly unafraid of life and death.

He stood up, brushed himself off, and viciously stood in front of Jiang Ming and Second Brother Hu.

"Ever since I met you, you've been running away non-stop. If I don't call you Lu Paopao, what should I call you?" The middle-aged man slowly approached, a powerful aura surrounding him which caused Second Brother Hu's breathing to falter and his face to turn pale.

"Wait!" Lu Yuan raised his hand to stop him. "Our grudges have nothing to do with these two. What if we let them go and walk away?"

"You think I will let them go?"

"Tan Feng, you claim to be a grandmaster of the Demonic Sect, an elder..." Lu Yuan started speaking and then slapped himself, spitting out a mouthful of blood. "Right, you're an elder of the Demonic Sect. The Demonic Sect always kills indiscriminately. I can't believe I was even trying to plead with you. Damn, I'm screwed. Just drinking in a brothel and accidentally stumbling into your mess. Hey, hey, hey, you two are unlucky too, being implicated by me. Later, I will fight him to the death, and you two should try to escape. If you can't escape, don't blame me as a ghost, because I will definitely go first."

"Indeed, Lu Paopao is righteous, even for strangers he doesn't want to involve them. Unfortunately, tonight none of you will escape!" Tan Feng suddenly attacked, his palms flipping and his true Qi surging, forcefully blasting Lu Yuan away.

"Die!"

With a flick of his finger, Tan Feng projected two streams of Sword Qi towards Jiang Ming and Second Brother Hu, clearly planning to silence them both.

"Tan Feng, you are unworthy of being a Grandmaster!" Lu Yuan roared, but it was too late to stop him.

"Die?" Jiang Ming laughed, raising his hand to block the attacks. "It's not decided yet who will live and who will die!"

At the same time, he quickly threw Second Brother Hu far away.

"Impressive!" Tan Feng frowned, slightly surprised. "Such a young and powerful person, which sect are you from?"

"The Sword Qi is condensed and sharp, like it could cut gold and jade. Could it be the Pure Yang Sect's Pure Yang Sword Technique? No, wait, that technique has a magnificent aura but lacks the sharpness. Lu Yuan came over, looking at Jiang Ming with admiration. "Could it be from the Zhen Wu Sect? But I've never heard of such a person!"

He paused and then laughed: "It seems that my luck is really good. I had the fortune to encounter such a young powerful warrior in this moment of desperation. Brother, what is your name? Let's join forces and eliminate this Big Demon Head. Once we're outside the mountain, I'll treat you to a month's worth of drinks."

"Brother Lu, my name is Jiang Ming!" He bowed his hand in greeting.

"I have met Brother Jiang!" Lu Yuan bowed back.

Jiang Ming nodded and then rushed towards Tan Feng, saying, "What a wonderful night for insomnia, and a grandmaster to practice my skills."

He was really ready to fight.

In half a year, his cultivation level had reached Martial Arts Second Realm Perfection, and he had even comprehended a large number of secret techniques and skills.

For example, the finger sword he had just used.

Jiang Ming had studied the cultivation skills of this world, combined them with his memories from his previous life, and deduced the Six Meridians Divine Sword with his formidable comprehension ability.

Although his cultivation level was not as high as that of a grandmaster, he was not the least bit afraid.

This was a perfect opportunity to test the enemy's strength and verify his own real combat power.

"Seeking death!" Tan Feng sneered and launched his own attack.