Simultaneous Transmigration: My Strength Comes Entirely from My Own

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Although Sikong Zhaixing's injury was serious, it was not enough to kill him. However, if he had been delayed any longer, he would have suffered internal injuries that would never heal.

If a top-tier expert were present at this moment to stabilize his injuries with their own inner energy, then there would be no need to worry.

As luck would have it, there happens to be such a master in this inn.

"With that mouth of yours, aren't you really afraid I'll just leave you here to die?"

Despite saying that, Luke still reached out and channeled his vast true energy into Sikong Zhaixing's body.

As Luke channeled his true energy, the broken meridians in Sikong Zhaixing's body began to reconnect, like withered trees blossoming with vitality in spring.

A mouthful of blood gushed from Sikong Zhaixing's mouth. As the blood was expelled, his tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and his complexion began to improve, turning from pale to a faint rosy hue, as if parched land had been given rain and had regained its vitality.

As Luke's true energy continued to flow in, Sikong Zhaixing's almost shattered internal organs were slowly repaired, as if a craftsman was carefully carving, and every crack was gently smoothed out.

The flow of true energy within his body not only healed his physical wounds but also brought an indescribable sense of comfort, as if he had undergone a rebirth.

True Qi itself is a kind of enhanced life energy, containing the mysteries of nature and the true meaning of life.

Luke's true energy contains a unique rhythm and cadence, a unique power inherent in the triple rebirth of reverse life.

It was precisely this unique characteristic that allowed Sikong Zhaixing's injuries to heal at an astonishing speed under Luke's meticulous treatment.

The time it takes for an incense stick to burn passes in the blink of an eye, and Sikong Zhaixing's originally severely injured body has almost fully recovered.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with gratitude and surprise. He took a deep breath, feeling the surge of power within him, and couldn't help but feel secretly fortunate that Luke was in the capital and that he knew Luke; otherwise, his life might have been in danger.

"Luke, thank you so much!"

Sikong Zhaixing struggled to sit up and bowed deeply to Luke.

His voice was still a little weak, but it was full of gratitude.

"Your internal energy is truly powerful; it even healed my injuries in such a short time."

Luke withdrew his hand, glanced at him indifferently, and said, "What exactly did you encounter this time? With your skills, even if the number one manor in the world really has a master, it shouldn't have injured you like this."

Sikong Zhaixing gave a bitter smile and shook his head: "The number one manor in the world... Ha, it's not just about having a master there. I originally thought I was just going to check things out, but I didn't expect to be discovered as soon as I entered the manor. The manor is full of traps and heavily guarded. What's even more terrifying is that there's a guy there whose lightness skill is no less than mine, and whose internal strength is unfathomable. I was careless for a moment and almost lost my life."

Luke frowned slightly, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes: "You mean, there's someone in the number one manor in the world who can rival you?"

Sikong Zhaixing's lips twitched as he said, "I guess I was just unlucky. I had already found out everything, but who would have thought that Iron-Blooded Marquis would actually come to the Number One Manor in the World at that time? He discovered me and I took a palm strike from him. I almost didn't make it back. I don't know how that old guy trained. His true energy was so strong that he could detect me from dozens of feet away. His palm strike could even reach dozens of feet away. I'm lucky I ran fast enough not to be killed by him."

On the surface, the number one manor in the world was established with funds from Wan Sanqian, but everyone with discerning eyes knows that Zhu Wushi is the real backer behind the number one manor in the world.

Sikong Zhaixing had already conducted preliminary investigations and confirmed that Zhu Wushi would not go to the Number One Manor under Heaven unless there was something important to do. Only then did he put aside his fear of Zhu Wushi, the number one expert of the Ming Dynasty royal family, and head to the Number One Manor under Heaven to cause trouble for the so-called number one thief under heaven.

But who would have thought that Zhu Wushi would appear there by sheer coincidence?

Actually, this is also Luke's fault.

In the Heavenly Prison, Zhu Wushi first fought a fierce battle against Gu Santong's Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill. Although he was the ultimate victor, he inevitably suffered injuries, and quite serious ones at that.

He was then struck by Luke's palm, or more accurately, a quarter of a palm strike, which further aggravated his injuries.

However, the number one manor in the world has two brothers, who are considered the best doctors in the Ming Dynasty, like Bian Que and Hua Tuo.

Although these two brothers' medical skills may not be the best in the world, they are still within the top ten. Even the imperial physicians in the palace cannot compare to them.

Zhu Wushi went to the Number One Manor in the World simply to heal his wounds.

However, just as his injuries were beginning to heal, Sikong Zhaixing entered.

Zhu Wushi was at his most vigilant at that moment, and instinctively struck out with his palm.

Sikong Zhaixing was confident in his superb lightness skills. Although he was being careful enough, he was only careful not to alert others. He never thought that he would not be able to escape.

In fact, Sikong Zhaixing had already run away when Zhu Wushi made his move, covering a distance of dozens of feet in just a few breaths.

However, Zhu Wushi was unfazed by other factors, but his true qi was abundant. Although he did not use his full strength, his palm strike, which spanned dozens of feet, was still extremely powerful. It struck Sikong Zhaixing so hard that his internal organs felt like they were about to rupture and his meridians were broken. He couldn't replenish his true qi and almost fell from the sky.

Fortunately, the Thieves' Guild has a long history and its own methods of survival, which allowed Sikong Zhaixing to escape with his life. He staggered back to the inn and shook off his pursuers.

In the morning, Luke had already introduced Sikong Zhaixing to Zhao Yun. Knowing that Sikong Zhaixing was Luke's friend, Zhao Yun helped Sikong Zhaixing into the inn. He wanted to heal Sikong Zhaixing's injuries, but the internal energy entrenched in Sikong Zhaixing's body was too powerful. With Zhao Yun's skill, he not only couldn't remove it, but he might also be injured by it. Therefore, Zhao Yun could only treat Sikong Zhaixing's external injuries and wait for Luke's return.

Chapter 217: Martial Arts Chronicle: Zhu Wushi's Highest Level of Absorption Technique

"So what if you've already lost? You can get revenge later. You should focus on recovering first. Your injury won't heal properly unless you stay in bed for at least half a month."

A skilled doctor may not necessarily be a master of martial arts, but a master of martial arts is certainly a good doctor.

Luke could see Sikong Zhaixing's injuries clearly; even with his help in healing, it would take at least half a month for him to fully recover.

Of course, it wouldn't be a problem if Sikong Zhaixing wanted to fight someone now; at least he could unleash 80% of his power.

Sikong Zhaixing understood his situation; in fact, this was an improvement he couldn't have imagined.

He originally thought that with his injuries, even if he didn't die, he would be left with internal injuries that would never heal, and he would spend the rest of his life in a sickbed.

"Alright, then I'll stay in bed for the next two weeks and wait for you to take care of me. Don't worry, I won't let you take care of me for nothing. This inn is yours for free."

Sikong Zhaixing naturally lay down to recover from his injuries before going after the world's number one thief.

Yes, Sikong Zhaixing hasn't given up yet. People in the martial arts world live for a sense of pride. Those swordsmen would fight tooth and nail for the title of the world's number one swordsman. This applies to other professions as well, let alone someone like Sikong Zhaixing who sees thievery as an art. It's impossible to make him give up.

Luke rolled his eyes, poked a finger at the wound on her chest, and laughed and cursed.

"You want me to serve you? I think you're out of your mind."

Just kidding. In his previous life, he was willing to serve his boss like a slave. But after transmigrating, he has such a good family background and martial arts skills, yet he still has to serve others. Wouldn't that be a waste of his transmigration?

"Ow!"

Sikong Zhaixing let out a howl, his face contorting in extreme pain.

"Damn it, do you really want to kill me?"

It's unclear what method Luke used, but although Sikong Zhaixing's chest was covered in bruises, it was only a slight touch and not enough to make him cry out.

But as soon as Luke touched her, Sikong Zhaixing felt a piercing pain that she couldn't bear, not even a little bit.

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Sikong Zhaixing's suspicions were correct; Luke was doing it on purpose. Since Sikong Zhaixing was no longer in mortal danger, Luke, as a mischievous friend, naturally didn't mind playing a trick on him.

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Zhu Wushi stood in the center of the secret room of the Dragon Guard Manor, his gaze cold and stern, as if the three death row inmates in front of him were nothing more than lambs to the slaughter.

Their eyes were filled with fear and despair, but their mouths were tightly sealed with strips of cloth, preventing them from uttering even a single cry.

Zhu Wushi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile.

He knew that these three people were quite skilled, enough to nourish him to restore his strength.

"The great method of absorbing energy!"

Zhu Wushi let out a low shout, his voice piercing the air like an ice blade.

His hands suddenly opened wide, and a strange black light emanated from his palms, like two bottomless black holes, instantly distorting the surrounding air.

The three death row inmates trembled violently, as if they were firmly locked in place by an invisible force, unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, their skin began to tremble violently, and the true energy within their bodies surged wildly towards Zhu Wushi's palm like a river bursting its banks.

Zhu Wushi's eyes gleamed with greed as he could clearly feel the powerful true energy continuously flowing into his body.

The vital energy circulated through his meridians, repairing his damaged internal organs and bones, bringing waves of indescribable comfort.

However, this was only the beginning. As their true energy dissipated, the bodies of the three death row inmates began to shrink at a visible rate.

Their muscles gradually withered, and their skin turned gray, as if all their life force had been drained away.

Their eyes were wide open, their pupils filled with fear and pain, but their bodies could no longer make a sound.

Three breaths later, the three condemned prisoners had turned into three dried corpses, like withered trees, lifeless.

Zhu Wushi's Absorption Technique not only absorbed their true energy, but also devoured their essence, energy, and spirit.

Their souls seemed to be torn apart and transformed into a part of Zhu Wushi's body.

Finally, with a loud "bang," the three mummified corpses suddenly exploded, turning into a cloud of ashes that scattered into the air.

The ashes were mixed with tiny bone fragments, as if their last trace of existence had been completely wiped away.

Zhu Wushi slowly withdrew his hands, the black light gradually dissipated, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He had already developed the Absorption Technique to a level that surpassed even the Eccentric Hero of Tianchi.

The Absorption Technique passed down by the Eccentric Hero of Tianchi can only absorb the true energy of others. Even if it can absorb the essence, energy, and spirit of others, it is only a small part of it, at most causing a serious illness.

He innovates and is able to completely absorb the essence and spirit of others to replenish himself.

Moreover, he can infuse his own essence and spirit into inanimate objects, allowing him to control them at will.

There is a stone dragon in front of the main hall of the Dragon Guardian Manor. It was his test subject. Over the years, countless masters have died under his Absorption Technique.

However, Zhu Wushi could not possibly absorb all of such a massive amount of vital energy on his own.

After all, you can eat, but if you can't digest it, eating more won't help and will only harm yourself.

Therefore, Zhu Wushi poured all this excess energy into the stone dragon.

Over time, the stone dragon developed a special connection with Zhu Wushi. Finally, one day, Zhu Wushi discovered that the stone dragon seemed to have become his second body, which he could control at will.

This was clearly an unexpected surprise for Zhu Wushi, and it made him even more convinced that he was the one destined by Heaven to rule the Ming Dynasty, and even to sweep across the country and unify the world.

However, the encounter at the end was indeed a major blow to his confidence.

After paying a price of at least minor injuries but less than serious injuries to defeat Gu Santong, whom Cao Zhengchun, Guo Juxia, and Yu Huatian could not defeat, Zhu Wushi's confidence indeed soared.

But when Luke appeared and defeated all four of them with a single palm strike, Zhu Wushi's confidence plummeted.

One slap, just one slap. The four of them were like ants on the roadside, who had only caught human attention by chance. With a casual wave of his sleeve, they were swept away as if dust had been chased away.

However, Zhu Wushi was not as despondent as an ordinary person, and what he was most concerned about was not the masked man, but Gu Santong.

Chapter 218: Martial Arts Chronicle: Zhu Wushi and the Three Secret Agents

Looking back on Zhu Wushi's life, Gu Santong was indeed his benefactor, the person who helped him the most.

If he hadn't met Gu Santong, Zhu Wushi would have remained an unfavored prince or a leisurely nobleman for the rest of his life. He might have even displeased the person on the dragon throne and lost his life.

However, after meeting Gu Santong, he obtained the Absorption Technique. With the help of the Absorption Technique, his martial arts skills improved by leaps and bounds, and he began to show his talent. He also met the love of his life.