It had been many days since Linlong obtained the Face Hunting Beast's core, but it was only today that he managed to refine the medicine that could assist in the cultivation of the secret technique. The reason why it took so long was not because he was unfamiliar with refining this kind of medicine, but because it took a lot of time to cultivate the Face Hunting Beast's core.
Therefore, it was only today that Linlong managed to refine this medicine.
The medicine was now placed in the glass bottle in front of him. It was a kind of yellow powdery substance.
"Xiaodie, I'm going to cultivate in seclusion for a day. During this time, no one is allowed to come in and disturb me, understand?" After instructing Xiaodie, Linlong entered his room and closed the door.
"Yes, Young Master." Xiaodie's crisp voice came from behind.
In the room, Linlong first poured out one-third of the powder in the glass bottle. After shaking it into the teacup that already had water in it, Linlong immediately drank it in one gulp.
After that, he immediately sat cross-legged on his bed.
Soon, a trace of warmth gradually appeared in his abdomen, and as time passed, the feeling became more and more intense. In the end, he even felt as if his abdomen was about to burn.
Linlong knew that this was the effect of the medicine he had taken, so he was not worried.
When the feeling reached its peak, Linlong began to silently chant something. His hands also began to draw a strange hand seal. At the same time, he also mobilized the divine will in his mind.
If Linlong's divine will could reach the level before his rebirth, he would definitely be able to see that at this time, a trace of divine will in his mind had actually begun to condense into a tangible line.
This line seemed to be sketching something in Linlong's extremely broad mind.
As time passed, the thing that was sketched out was basically the hand seal that Linlong kept drawing outside.
This process was not as easy as the current expression. With every stroke, Linlong's entire body would tremble violently for a while. He felt as if countless ants were gnawing at his body. The itch was simply indescribable.
If it was an ordinary person, it would be impossible for him to continue. However, who was Linlong? He used to be Emperor Wu. In his previous life, he had suffered a lot before finally becoming Emperor Wu. This little bit of pain now was nothing.
Hence, Linlong didn't say a word as he continued to carry on.
Linlong's clothes were soaked by his cold sweat. During this process, his clothes never dried up.
Finally, after an unknown period of time, Linlong finally sketched a strange handprint pattern in his mind. Although Linlong's current Spiritual Force had not reached the level of Inner Vision, he could still clearly feel this pattern in his mind.
When the pattern was completely formed, it slowly moved and finally stopped at Linlong's arm.
At this moment, Linlong breathed a sigh of relief, because this meant that he could activate the secret skill that was imprinted in his body at any time.
Come to think of it, most people would not be able to construct such a secret technique so easily. The reason why Linlong was able to carve it so easily was because he had a powerful will and was once Emperor Wu.
His powerful Spiritual Will coupled with his rich experience and knowledge allowed him to ignore such difficulties.
Such a secret technique was used to stimulate the body's potential at a critical moment, so it was normal to feel so uncomfortable during the carving process. This was a small matter, as the after-effects of using the secret technique would be many times more intense than the pain he was feeling now.
Not only was this secret technique useless for normal cultivation, but it would also cause extremely strong side effects to the human body. Hence, Linlong would not use this secret technique unless he had no other choice.
When the secret technique was finally completed, Linlong, who was extremely exhausted, directly fell onto the bed.
He only sat up on the bed when his body functions returned to normal. He lowered his head slightly and looked at the indistinct mark on his arm, then nodded in satisfaction.
It could be said that even if he encountered Zhou Mingzhi now, he would not lose.
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The next day, the surroundings of the stage in the market were filled with people early in the morning. People surrounded the entire stage so tightly that not even a drop of water could trickle through. Many people even climbed onto the surrounding roofs and trees.
Apart from young men and women who were keen to join in the fun, there were also their elders. Apart from that, there were also many important figures from various families who appeared in front of the stage.
It could be said that the battle between Linlong and Zhou Mingzhi had attracted the attention of all the people in Chuxi Town.
Zhou Mingzhi was a very punctual person. He had already appeared on the stage before it was time.
Zhou Mingzhi was only in his twenties, but he looked very rugged and extremely mighty. He stood on the stage like a hero who had just returned triumphantly from the battlefield.
Looking at him, the young men below the stage all had looks of admiration on their faces. As for the young girls, their eyes lit up the more they looked at him. Some of them looked shy, while others wanted to merge with him.
"Like father, like son."
"With his imposing manner, there's no need for this battle at all."
The people below the stage naturally praised him.
While they were discussing, they soon noticed a problem. The other main character had not appeared yet, and it seemed like he had already exceeded the time limit.
"Could it be that Linlong is afraid?"
"It's normal for him to be afraid. It's abnormal for him not to be afraid."
"The way I see it, he has already slipped away or hidden somewhere. I'm afraid we won't be able to find him in Chuxi Town now."
Amidst the countless disdainful comments, the crowd at the outermost edge of the stage suddenly opened up a gap.
A person who had recently become the topic of conversation in Chuxi Town appeared in front of them. That person was naturally Linlong.
The arrogant aura he exuded made the people who had just slandered him fall silent.
Linlong strode forward. His gaze did not linger on the crowd around him. When he reached the bottom of the stage, he took a deep breath and lightly leaped up. Then, he landed firmly in front of Zhou Mingzhi, who was on the stage.
"As expected, heroes come from young people," Zhou Mingzhi said after looking at Linlong.
He could feel the arrogance from Linlong, but Linlong was not the kind of person who looked fierce on the outside but was weak on the inside. Therefore, Zhou Mingzhi naturally thought highly of Linlong.
Of course, the fact that Jian Lan and the others were pleading for Linlong indirectly increased Linlong's status in Zhou Mingzhi's heart.
"Young Master Zhou is indeed a dragon among men," Linlong said with a faint smile.
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