Immortal Path To Heaven Chapter 340

Chapter 340 Purple Light Rings

Ou Yangming was as fast as lightning. Although he did not touch Bai Shixue's skin, the heat from the Military Fire could still be sensed.

This was why Bai Shixue felt heat flow all over her body from top to bottom and from front to back. Even though she could vaguely sense that Ou Yangming did not really touch her, she was immersed in the heat when the Military Fire went around her body.

If that was not the case, she would not have been ecstatic.

She could almost not contain her emotions anymore at that moment. Fortunately, Ou Yangming left fast enough, or she would have slumped to the ground.

Nonetheless, when Bai Shixue opened her eyes, she saw Ou Yangming escaping like a defeated general. She had such a complicated feeling, and it was like never before.

'What exactly did the young fella want to do?

'Did he develop feelings for me…' Bai Shixue became uncertain. While she was worried about her gains and losses, Ou Yangming, who fled, did not have it any better.

He ran out of the courtyard with the items on the list and only slowed down after he was about ten streets away. Following that, he searched for a dark and quiet street, where he sat with his legs crossed regardless of the environment.

His heart was still pounding, and his mind was filled with the well-developed, graceful body.

“This Military Fire… This Military Fire tricked me!'

If Ou Yangming knew the fire had such a peculiar power, he would not have done what he did.

He touched Bai Shixue from a distance away, hence their bodies did not come into contact at all. Even so, he knew very well that the feel through the Military Fire was not inferior if he were to actually touch the young lady's body.

In other words, when Ou Yangming felt Bai Shixue's body with the Military Fire, it would be similar if he were to touch her with his hand.

At the very least, that was what he felt.

Ou Yangming and Ni Yinghong had not spoken about this, but they both knew they promised to grow old together. What would it mean now that Ou Yangming unintentionally did something like that?

The young fellow looked at his hands and sighed helplessly. Before this, he was afraid of and was slightly mad about Bai Shixue, the little witch. After what happened, he began to feel guilty as well. Ou Yangming shook his head and tried his best to curb the thought as he did not want to think further.

Nevertheless, he benefited greatly from his abrupt behavior earlier; the purple storm in his sea of consciousness was his gain.

Endless mental power was channeled into the storm, whose core was a tiny figure gathered by the purple Military Fire. The figure was slowly taking form in the center of the storm.

Bai Shixue.

A person who was familiar with Bai Shixue would certainly utter her name without any hesitation upon seeing the center of the storm.

This was because her silhouette came into view indeed after the figure became clearer.

Ou Yangming, who was transferring his mental power, witnessed the process clearly, but his mental conception almost crumbled at the next instant.

The figure was nude, and the beautiful lady who appeared to have been born in the storm had a perfect body. Ou Yangming almost had a nosebleed when he saw the bare body.

'Clothes, clothes, clothes!'

Ou Yangming was a normal man, after all, so he also admired beautiful things.

Despite that, he also knew this was a rare opportunity. Once missed, the figure in the storm would vanish, and he could not improve his Spiritual Fist anymore.

As soon as he was struck with the thought, he became resolute.

The figure in the center of the storm underwent another change as though it sensed Ou Yangming's determination. With that, Bai Shixue was clothed, where she wore the same outfit she did just now.

Ou Yangming finally sighed a breath of relief and was no longer worried. He began to fathom the wonderful change in the storm.

Stronger mental power was channeled into it. The Military Fire had obtained every detail of Bai Shixue's body when it touched her, and the data included her Body of Charm, as well as her mysterious and pleasant scent.

That said, it was not easy to derive those data for the Spiritual Fist.

Moreover, Ou Yangming had a selfish motive where he was unwilling to simulate Bai Shixue's body precisely in the fist technique.

He wanted to acquire the essence and completely transform the power into his ability. Ou Yangming slowly closed his eyes and began to cultivate on the street.

The storm in his sea of consciousness eventually stopped after an unknown period. Deep inside, the enchanting body had not disappeared as it still existed miraculously. Similar to the Unique Attributes and the Runes Secret Technique, it was surrounded by a fascinating purple light ring and was drifting in an unexplainable manner. Ou Yangming curled his lips into a smile. Just yesterday, he was still thinking of a way to enhance and upgrade his Spiritual Fist. He finally managed to find a way to improve and arrived at the threshold.

Instead of getting up, Ou Yangming channeled his mental power again because he had an idea.

When his enormous mental power gathered in the sea of consciousness, another purple light ring was formed.

Inside it, a nine-ringed saber emerged.

This was the magic tool smithed by Ou Yangming, thus he naturally remembered it well. Needless to say, the saber was simulated without any effort.

After a brief moment, a simulated nine-ringed saber appeared next to Bai Shixue's body.

Ou Yangming became more excited and thrilled.

When he previously approached Bai Shixue, he was suddenly inspired to simulate her body with the Military Fire and his mental power. Akin to drawing attributes and carving runes, the young lady was shaped in his mind by using his mental power as a base.

He was not confident about succeeding at first, but he unexpectedly gained something after an attempt.

Ou Yangming smiled cheerfully when he sensed the two extra purple light rings in his sea of consciousness. He had a feeling that the Spiritual Fist would become mightier and more fearsome if he incorporated the two powers into the technique.

As such, the young fellow channeled his mental power without further ado, lowered himself into a martial-art squat, and circulated Qi in his dantian. He wanted to merge his essential Qi, his mental power, and the purple light rings. However, just as the distinctive powers were about to fuse, Ou Yangming stopped.

His forehead was covered in beads of sweat, and he was getting gooseb.u.mps. He experienced a bewildering yet strong sense of danger and was frightened from the bottom of his heart.

A mysterious feeling was vaguely telling Ou Yangming that the method was unsuitable, and his body could not withstand the tremendous energy if he forcefully combined the powers.

In a less serious case, his meridians would break, causing him to turn into a useless person; in an extreme case, his body would explode and he would die. The feelings were intense and real, so Ou Yangming could not doubt it at all.

He inhaled deeply and closed his eyes to collect himself, then everything in his sea of consciousness went back to normal.

Despite that, the young fellow had unknowingly clenched his fists.

'Not enough-I'm not powerful enough!'

If he was not a Yang Grade powerhouse but a great ancestor, perhaps he could have relied on his body's power to merge the extraordinary powers and revamp the Spiritual Fist.

He was like a kettle without a huge capacity at the moment.

When the Spiritual Fist and the two powers in the purple light rings combined, the total water capacity increased so much that they could only be carried in a basin. If water meant for a basin was forcefully poured into a kettle and was not allowed to overflow, the kettle would explode for sure.

Ou Yangming twitched his mouth and began to feel fretful. It took him a lot of effort to find the way to refine his Spiritual Fist, but he was forced to be stuck at this stage.

Like on Valentines, where a couple dined together, went clubbing, returned to their room and were well-prepared, but the man felt blood after having caressed two round objects. One would be ecstatic at first but would then be disgruntled by the outcome.

Countless thoughts crossed Ou Yangming's mind, but he could not take the risk at this moment no matter how he yearned for success.

He looked up at the sky and thought about something

The Military Fire.

Yes. He used the Military Fire's purple light rings to absorb the Body of Charm and the nine-ringed saber's magnificent power. If that was the case, could he also get the fire's help to integrate them with his fist technique?

His body's quality could not meet the requirement, but the shortcoming could be compensated with pieces of equipment. Ou Yangming could smith magic tools with the Military Fire's help, so what if he attached the two unique powers to pieces of equipment?

Once the thought appeared, it was like wild gra.s.s in the spring breeze; it kept growing upward and was unstoppable.

Ou Yangming touched his interspatial bag, which contained many rare ores. He had requested them from the Yi Pavilion to prepare gifts for the 25 newly-advanced Supreme Great Ancestors.

Having said that, it seemed like he would have to use those materials first.

The young fellow looked around to identify the direction, then he flashed away from the street like a ghost and ran into the distance.