Murim Recurve Chapter 32
Advertisement
Unlike the Magic Artifacts, Art of the Elements, and the money stored, the medicines they stocked were lacklustre. It wasn't because they didn't have an eye for medicines or anything, rather the development in this field itself was lacklustre.
The fact that the medicines could accelerate her natural healing process in itself was something worthy to make note of. Moreover, there were all sorts of medicines to cure various complications. Re'Kha stored them all in her ring, noticing that the space within was almost full. She gazed at the trunk, staring at it for a while before she started to take out the medicines from the ring.
She arranged them all back on the rack, sighing, "There is not enough space, master. I cannot loot them dry."
"If time permits, I'll consume them as much as possible and recover my condition to its peak." She opened the lid to the trunk, gazing at the sharp blank spaces within. Each Elemental Qi Essence was like a hard piece of gem that couldn't be broken through normal means, unless she dropped boulders atop them one after another.
Moreover, unless she formed a connection with them using her mental strength and activated it would they emit the Elemental Qi in them.
Elemental Qi existed everywhere in the world, clashing and forming harmony with their fellow elements. So, in any place, there existed at least 3 elements, making it harder for a person to comprehend their respective element.
While comprehending their element, the other elements in the surroundings would hinder them, reducing their efficiency drastically. What made the Elemental Qi in an Elemental Qi Essence was that it was in the purest concentrated form.
Thereby, when it emitted the Elemental Qi, it pushed away every other Elemental Qi in the area, dominating the region. The greater the range of its dominance, the greater its expenditure. Even then, it allowed everyone within its range of dominance the perfect environment to comprehend the element faster.
Advertisement
"Elemental Qi Essence is one of the greatest treasures. Nothing else can match its value, except for the Magic Artifacts." Re'Kha muttered, "If I wish to grow stronger, I should comprehend my elements faster."
She then frowned, sensing the activity in her Pranic Heart and meridians, feeling some limitation placed on her. She focused and meditated on it while the medicine worked its effect. Time passed in such a manner as Re'Kha watched the Water Qi flow in her meridians.
When she entered the excited state, willing for the Wood Qi to appear, she noticed the Water Qi in her meridians return to her Pranic Heart, making them empty. Then, the blue radiance disappeared, followed by the appearance of the green radiance as her Pranic Heart pumped the Wood Qi through the meridians.
Unlike the Water Qi, the flow of the Wood Qi was many times less, as a trickle. Re'Kha focused on it and compared the flow to her Water Qi, calculating the ratio, "The flow of my Water Qi is 12 times greater. I see, I had expected it."
She then changed to her Wind Qi, watching the Wood Qi return to her Pranic Heart and be converted into the Wind Qi before flowing back into the meridians. Its flow was similar to Wood Qi. One of the uses of a cultivation technique was precisely the method of converting one Elemental Qi into another within the Pranic Heart.
The other was geared towards its flow, determining the Pranic Art one could learn. There existed numerous nodes in the meridians through which the Qi flow branched or merged. They were created based on two factors: The volume of the Bone and the Number of Bones.
At least one node existed per bone. As the meridians were similar to the nerves, they branched all over the body, their extremities being the Pranic Heart and pores on the skin. There existed an extremity of the meridians in each area on the skin separated by the size of one's nail. But the arbitrary factor deciding it was the volume of the bone, so gaining fleshly mass didn't increase a person's advantage.
Advertisement
The extremity of each meridian was the pore on the skin through which Qi could be emitted. A Pranic Art was an ability of emitting Qi that shaped the emitted Qi into a projection of sorts that could be manipulated for a short duration.
So, it determined the nodes through which the Qi flowed and in what order to unleash the desired effect. Unless one mastered a Pranic Art, the projections they create would have fixed power, unable to be varied.
They consumed a fixed number of Elemental Qi units to be activated. Re'Kha clenched her hand into a fist, "My palm projection expends one Water Qi but lasts for single use. My hand projection lasts for three breaths in time but consumes six Water Qi to create. The Water Qi I possess is just 12 units. So, I can only create my hand projection twice."
"But as for the other elements," Re'Kha frowned, "Even if I learn any Pranic Art, I won't be able to use them. After all, if I convert my Qi into either Wood Qi or Wind Qi, I only have one unit in me. At most, I can unleash a single palm projection, considering I learn one."
"And," She meditated, sensing the change as she muttered, "To increase the Qi in my body further, I have to first comprehend both Wood Qi and Wind Qi to 12 units worth. Only after that can I hope to increase my Qi."
"But," She sighed, "Comprehending three elements is multiple times harder than comprehending a single element. Three elements are more of a burden than a boon, master. I don't know if I can handle them."
Each Elemental Qi Essence was covered by a piece of cloth. Re'Kha dropped them all into her storage space while holding the Wind Qi Essence in her hands. She willed her mental strength into it, focusing on it for a while before forming a connection of sorts. As an Elemental Qi Essence was a sensitive substance, it soon caught her will, activating itself.
No winds were produced, but Re'Kha felt a breeze of sorts brush her skin, causing gentle, soft tickling sensations. She limited the range to her body with a thought and began to grasp the profundities of Wind Qi.
Advertisement
Desolada
For millennia the demon lords known as the Goetia enslaved the human race, until a group of mortals known as the Archons received divine blessings of power and overthrew them. Under their dominion mankind flourished, though the war in the shadows never ended. A thousand years later, sixteen-year-old Leones' family is executed for the crime of heresy. Burned to death for questioning whether the Archon of Flames is a divine being, and whether any of the Archons truly are. After manifesting the power to control time, Leones survives and embarks on an uncertain journey for power and revenge. But if he is to overcome a god, he may need some help. Along the way he will discover the truth behind the demon lords, time, and reality itself, as he walks along the razor path. Artwork is used with permission from the creator, @chinfongart. Updated on Tuesdays and Saturdays
8 246Magical Tournament: Rise Of The Black Swan
Once, the CEO of Schwan Enterprises, Alan Deere, said: "A world totally in peace... Isn't it boring?" ; thus 20 years ago he created the ultimate sport to bring fun to this peaceful world.Every year, people from all over the world between late 14 and late 16 are chosen to participate in the legendary tournament held by Schwan Enterprise; The Rise of the Black Swan. With the aid of the newborn "Magic & Skills", the challengers every year pursue their desires. With certain limitations and rules, the "Participants" are free to roam as they wish.The Siblings Engel and Brunnhildr Falsch, neglected by their newlywed father and living a life of trust in each other, decided to register in the Rise of the Black Swan Tournament to pursue their dream of an independent life. Both being sellected as participants, decide to aim for the top and win the Tournament... But they never expected their adventure to become an impressive race in other world.PS: The [Prologue] is a little bit strange, please bear it and read the next chapter. PS II: In certain parts, it may become cringeworthy so bear them too. 'tis my first fic after all.PS III: There's a little part about incest, be warned.
8 269Re:HUNTER *DROPPED*
Sgt. Chris Wandell, a US Marine Sniper, passed away in a war somewhere in Afghanistan. Now he reborn in a new life with no fragment of any memories of his past life, but soon he later discover a persona within him as the one who was famed "VAMPIRE". "What comes in your mind if I ask what Vampire is, you'll that it meant about those ancient evils that feed on blood of the mortals, had fangs and Lord of the Night. Well you are right, but it also another meaning rather than a Mythical Creature. It also meant as Hunters of the Shadows, Reaper of Dark, and Silent Killer." Condition: DROPPED Link: http://wp.me/P6wr8i-2P Note:• Updates are more likely posted in random. • Story may be either whole or partially revised. • This Title and Names is just either Permanent or Temporary. • ENGLISH is not my main language, so don't expect a good grammar. Hello readers, This is me, cjayr369, telling you that this webnovel had long been dropped. I'm sorry that some of you had been expecting me to continue the story but because I lost my material that I used as inpiration to continue the story. That is why I decided to rewrite the whole story from the start. Some changes would be make and it would still follow the plot I design to move towards. I can't say when I would upload the story, but I would happened in the near future.
8 377Anon: Goddess of Anonymity
a light-hearted story of a somewhat relaxed Goddess named Anon. She'd honestly prefer to stay back home and read a book, but reality doesn't always go her way. Anon finds herself mixed in unnecessary events in ways more than one that don't suit her shut-in lifestyle.
8 152Avniel os ( real love )
I will write one shots of my and your favorite avniel by giving the title real love as avniel love was real so very shot is different but there name will be same because real love is real
8 88Empty Boxes
George and Oliver are the perfect couple, but after a messy breakup that leaves George heartbroken and Oliver moving on scarily fast, Sapnap and Dream both travel to England to take care of their friend amidst physical and mental damage, and an ex boyfriend that can't seem to leave George alone.
8 166