The tightness in his chest, the fiery sting in his mouth, and the two teeth lying in a pool of blood on the floor drove Physician Wu, who had never suffered such a humiliation, to the brink of insanity. He scrambled to his feet and roared, "You little bastard! How dare you hit me? Don't you know your place!" As he spoke, he felt the wind rush into his mouth, fanning the flames of his rage even higher.
"Qin Hanyue… do you still think you're the great young miss of the Qin Family? Haha, you're nothing but a cheap bitch who gave birth to a bastard! The Qin Family cast you aside long ago. In the Qin Family, you're lower than a floor-sweeping servant. What do you have to be so proud of! Sooner or later, I'll make you kneel before me and beg…"
A fierce anger flared in Qin Hanyue's eyes, but she pressed her lips together tightly, saying nothing. She was trembling with rage, but more than that, she was overjoyed that her son was awake. She hugged Qin Li tightly, as if afraid he would vanish the moment she let go.
"Let go. I'm going to kill him!" Qin Li said through gritted teeth.
"Li, don't…"
Qin Hanyue held her son in a death grip. "Just let him go."
As she spoke, tears streamed down her face again. 'That scumbag's words were unbearably harsh, but he wasn't wrong. The two of us have brought nothing but shame to the Qin Family. If we really killed this Physician Wu, we'd probably be thrown out of the Qin Family tomorrow. Worse, they might even hand over Qin Li—the thorn in everyone's side—to the authorities. If that happens… I'll have no choice but to risk everything!'
Qin Li's fists were clenched tightly, his chest heaving violently. Suddenly, he let out a soft laugh and calmed down, smiling. "Alright. He's just a toad with a worthless life. If Mother says not to kill him, then I won't kill him!"
That's what he said, but a cold glint flashed in Qin Li's eyes. 'Putting aside the fact that this scumbag insulted my mother, my original personality would never let him off the hook either.'
Qin Hanyue loosened her arms and gazed at her son with concern. She had a feeling that after this great ordeal, her son had changed significantly. He seemed much more mature than before.
"You must be hungry, right? Mother will go make you something to eat!" Qin Hanyue said softly. She helped Qin Li lie down on the bed, pulled the blanket over him, and then stood up to head outside.
Qin Hanyue, always elegant and indifferent in front of outsiders, only ever showed the face of a loving mother to her son. Although she looked a bit haggard now, it still couldn't conceal her stunning beauty.
Because of his upbringing, Qin Li had always been a quiet, withdrawn boy who almost never spoke with her. She never expected that this disaster would turn out to be a blessing in disguise; it was as if her son had grown up overnight.
Qin Hanyue was immensely relieved. At the same time, she also needed to consider the consequences of Qin Li hitting Physician Wu today. 'Although that man is insignificant to the Qin Family, if he's bent on revenge, it'll be a real headache for a widow and orphan like us in our current situation. Besides, Physician Wu has been with the Qin Family for so many years; it's impossible that he doesn't have a few close friends. In the entire Qin Family right now, who would be willing to extend a hand to help us?'
At this thought, Qin Hanyue let out a rare sigh. Her stunningly beautiful eyes filled with gloom. 'Since when have I fallen so low that I have to worry about such a minor character?'
Through the window, Qin Li saw smoke rising from the courtyard and the busy figure of Qin Hanyue. A warm current surged through his heart. 'Is this what a mother's love feels like?'
He gave a self-deprecating laugh. 'It seems that after merging with this unfamiliar memory, I've changed in many ways, including this heartfelt attachment to Qin Hanyue. Still... it doesn't seem so bad.'
Lying in bed, Qin Li silently sorted through the memories and knowledge of this world in his mind.
The Celestial Essence Continent, a world that produced experts in droves.
Martial Artists cultivate Primordial Power and Combat Techniques. The two are complementary and indispensable.
Every family and sect has its own unique Primordial Power Heart Methods and Combat Techniques.
The ranks of Martial Artists are divided into the Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow Four Levels, and each level is further divided into nine tiers.
The gap between each level is quite significant. For example, a Yellow Level, Tier Nine Martial Artist can punch with one thousand five hundred pounds of force. In contrast, a Profound Level, Tier One Martial Artist can punch with five thousand pounds of force! And a Yellow Level, Tier Eight Martial Artist can punch with about one thousand two hundred pounds of force.
Thus, the difference between tiers within the same level isn't that great. However, once a Martial Artist advances to a new level, it brings not just a qualitative change, but also a multiplicative increase in quantity!
Therefore, the Martial Artists of this world all pursue High-Level Primordial Power Heart Methods and Combat Techniques. The reason is simple: with an Advanced Technique and proper cultivation, if one can reach the Profound Level before the age of twenty, their future will be boundless!
Qin Li, however, was rather unlucky. As an illegitimate son, he had no right to learn the Qin Family's Primordial Power Heart Methods or Combat Techniques. Therefore, all this time, he had been desperately training in the most basic things—things even children from poor families wouldn't bother to practice.
External training of the Tendons and Bones. In the eyes of the High-Level Martial Artists on the Celestial Essence Continent, anyone who practiced this was considered the most unpromising. This was because even families in poverty could, if they grit their teeth, afford to send their children to an academy.
Although the Heart Methods and Combat Techniques in the academies were all common, trash-tier stuff, as long as one cultivated diligently and performed exceptionally, they still had a chance to obtain an Advanced Technique and soar to the heavens in a single step.
Qin Li didn't even have the chance to attend an academy, because the Qin Family would never allow a child of such shameful status to appear in the public eye. And if they were to completely leave the Qin Family, a widow and her orphan son would find it a great struggle just to survive.
At this thought, the corners of Qin Li's mouth suddenly curved up slightly. Recalling all the resentment and grief from the original owner's memories, Qin Li felt an urge to laugh out loud. When he had just woken up, he had already discovered how robust his current body was. Otherwise, as a boy in his teens, where would he have gotten the strength to send Physician Wu flying with a single kick?
Before transmigrating to the Celestial Essence Continent, Qin Li was an orphan. At the age of thirteen, he was adopted by an old Taoist master. The old master was proficient in both Internal and External Martial Arts and, at the age of one hundred, created his own unique Cultivation Technique called the Innate Purple Qi Technique.
As the old Taoist's disciple, Qin Li's own skills were naturally not too shabby. However, because he was already a bit old when he started, his foundation wasn't well-established. So, in the eyes of secular people, Qin Li was a top expert, but in his master's eyes, he was little better than trash. Because he was his only legacy disciple, the master had no choice but to pass the Innate Purple Qi Technique to Qin Li, hoping he would one day find a disciple with good root and bone to pass the technique down to. He never expected Qin Li himself to accomplish anything with it.
And it was true. Although Qin Li circulated the Innate Purple Qi Technique once every day, he had never felt a thing. If he didn't know in his heart that this scruffy old Taoist, who was both a master and a father to him, was in no way inferior in his realm of cultivation to the almost deified Wudang Ancestral Master, Zhang Sanfeng, he would have tossed the Innate Purple Qi Technique aside like a worn-out shoe.
Lying in bed and recalling the past, Qin Li felt a pang of sadness. 'Master must be heartbroken, knowing what happened to me. He always appeared so indifferent, but deep down, he treated me like his own flesh and blood. My death must have been a huge blow to him.'
Thinking of this, Qin Li sighed inwardly and steeled his resolve. 'Innate Purple Qi Technique, I will definitely pass you on. I will never let you be lost to time.'
As he was thinking, Qin Li couldn't help but begin to circulate the Innate Purple Qi Technique. Suddenly, a very strange expression appeared on his face.