The Rebellious Son Becomes a God

"Phew~~"

Jiang Li exhaled a breath of stale air. When he arrived in the capital, it was still midday.

He had plenty of time to go to the Qingfeng Bookstore and retrieve the items he had stored there.

Upon arriving at the Qingfeng Bookstore, he found that in just half a month, the price of coal had more than tripled. Now that he was a cultivator, he wasn't as susceptible to the cold. After pondering for a moment, he sold the coal to Manager Tong at a slightly lower price.

His purse instantly swelled again.

After saying goodbye to Manager Tong, he bought some food and headed towards the An Guo Duke's Mansion.

Although he still felt a bit weak, he was now incomparable to his past self.

A journey that used to take an hour now only took the time it takes to burn a stick of incense to reach the Duke's Mansion.

Apart from the guards at the gate, no one greeted him, nor did anyone notice him. He simply walked in and made his way back to his own Zhiqiu Courtyard through the twists and turns.

He pushed the door open to find the courtyard covered in snow up to his mid-calf. It was untouched, with only a few tracks of a weasel, making it seem even more desolate than when he left.

"I guess even if I died outside, no one would care!"

Looking around and seeing no one, he put down his luggage, raised his hand, channeled his spiritual energy, and swung his fist in one fluid motion, clearing a path through the snow. He picked up his package and walked straight to the house.

He pushed the door open to a cold and quiet room. The bed, stove, table, and chair were all in their original places. He put his luggage next to the table, sat down on the chair, and opened the book on the table that needed reviewing.

It had been a long time since he had read related books, and he couldn't afford to fall behind in this area of knowledge. Although he had embarked on the path of cultivation, he couldn't neglect his literary studies either.

As the sky gradually darkened, he got up to stretch his limbs.

He went to the courtyard, channeled his spiritual energy, and slapped the ground with his palm. It didn't make much noise, but it cleared a patch of empty ground.

Standing in the center, he took two deep breaths of the cold air, raised his hand, lowered his stance, and began the starting posture of the "Five Mountains True Form Fist."

"Puff."

As the initial moves of the fist began, the movements were somewhat awkward, and the shadow of the fists left blurry trails in the snow, not smooth enough, but carrying a certain strength.

Over time, the fists became more coherent.

He started to feel the rhythm in the "Five Mountains True Form Fist," each movement began to synchronize with his breath and heartbeat. The wind of the fist stirred the surrounding snowfall, creating a miniature whirlwind. Snowflakes spun and rose with the fist's momentum, then slowly fell back down.

His mind gradually calmed, all distractions were cast aside, leaving only the comprehension and experience of the "Five Mountains True Form Fist." His movements became more natural, and the momentum of his fists grew fiercer. Each punch tore through the cold, sweat mixing with snow water, and heat rose from his body.

Tai Mountain's Overwhelming Pressure:

Jiang Li's feet were firmly planted on the ground like a towering tree taking root. His hands slowly lifted, then suddenly smashed downward as if to split the earth in two.

With each downward smash, the snow left deep imprints of his fists, and the surrounding snowflakes were shaken and scattered in all directions. As the movement was repeated, Jiang Li's aura grew stronger, each punch carrying an irresistible force.

Hua Mountain Sword Shadow Style:

Next, Jiang Li's body suddenly became light, like a sword light racing across the snow. His movements were quick and precise, each punch like a sword unsheathed, striking the void.

The snow left countless fine traces, as if countless sword shadows were intertwined. Jiang Li's gaze became sharp, each strike carrying a sharp wind sound, as if the surrounding air was torn apart.

Heng Mountain Light Cloud Style:

Jiang Li's movements gradually slowed down, his body like a light cloud floating in the clouds, light and elegant. His steps lightly stepped on the snow, each step as smooth as a dance.

His hands drew beautiful arcs in the air, as if guiding the rhythm of nature. The snow left a series of light footprints, and the surrounding snowflakes were also brought up by his movements, slowly falling.

Heng Mountain Snow Lotus Style:

Next, Jiang Li's movements became pure and noble, like a snow lotus blooming in the cold wind. His body slightly leaned forward, and his hands slowly lifted, as if holding a blooming lotus.

Each posture was filled with tranquility and beauty, and the surrounding air seemed to be infected by this purity, becoming fresh and quiet. The snow left a series of pure white traces, as if they were the reflections of the snow lotus.

Song Mountain Thunderous Shock Style:

Finally, Jiang Li stood still, clasped his hands together, and then suddenly opened them, letting out a deafening roar. This roar was like a thunderbolt from the sky, echoing in the night, inspiring awe.

The surrounding birds flew away in alarm, and the leaves trembled and swayed gently. The snow left a series of cracks spreading outwards, as if shaken by a tremendous force.

Jiang Li finished his routine, standing quietly in the center of the training ground with a satisfied smile on his face. Although his movements were still a bit awkward, he had already felt the changes brought by the Five Mountains True Form Fist. His body had become lighter, and his breath more stable. He knew that this was just a small milestone on the path of cultivation, and the road ahead was still long.

Suddenly, his ears twitched as he heard the sound of guards running towards him from a distance. He had been so engrossed in his practice that he forgot he was in the mansion.

Jiang Li raised his hand and swept all the snow on the ground to the wall, then turned and went back to the room and got into bed.

Just as he lay down, he heard a bang as the courtyard door was opened. The guards rushed in, and the guard captain walked to the door of the room, about to knock, when the door creaked open.

Jiang Li, wearing a coat and looking sleepy, said,"What's all the noise for in the middle of the night?"

"Master Wu, we heard some strange noises from your side and were worried that some bad people might have sneaked into the mansion, so we came to check deliberately. Please cooperate with us," the guard captain said politely, but there was no sign of respect on his face.

"Strange noise? I didn't hear anything! My courtyard is next to the outside street. Could it be from outside the mansion?"

"To be on the safe side, we still need to go in and check," the guard captain did not back down.

"Alright, go ahead and look! But you have to be quick, I'm really sleepy!" Jiang Li yawned widely and stepped aside to make way.

The guard captain entered the room, looked around, and found nothing unusual.

"Sorry for the disturbance," the guard captain apologized insincerely.

With a wave of his hand, he led the guards away.

Jiang Li watched them not even close the courtyard door, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

A group of people who look down on others!

He looked down at his own hands, and he would let these scum know that he was not to be messed with sooner or later!

He mobilized the soul energy in his body, raised his palm, and with a gust of wind, the courtyard door was slammed shut with a bang.

Back in the room, he didn't sleep.

Instead, he sat cross-legged on the bed, took out the "Human Yuan True Scripture," and began to cultivate.

He practiced all night long.

It wasn't until the next day at dawn that Jiang Li stopped cultivating. Although he hadn't slept all night, he felt refreshed.

"It seems I can replace sleep with cultivation from now on!" He stretched and loosened his limbs.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the courtyard. Regardless of whether he had heard it or not, he shouted:

"Young Master Wu, Lord An Guo will return to the mansion tonight, don't forget to go and greet him." After saying that, he left directly, regardless of whether there was anyone inside or not.

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