Immortality begins in Goose City

Chapter 41: Skill Points! Evolution!

One day later.

Inside the training room, the force of the punches had just subsided.

Huang Shujian slowly withdrew his stance and stood still.

Sweat streamed down his forehead, neck, and back, soaking through his black training clothes and clinging to his skin, outlining the contours of his muscles, which were noticeably more muscular than a month ago.

The numbness and itching sensation on the wound under the medicated dressing on my chest has become very mild.

He exhaled a long breath, which condensed into a clear white streak in the cool air.

"I've been busy all day..." he muttered to himself.

From the moment he obtained the secret manuals of the three martial arts schools, he locked himself in the training room, focusing intently on comprehending and practicing them.

At this moment, I have finally mastered all three martial arts techniques: Bajiquan Manual, White Crane Skill, and Golden Bell Cover!

This means he can use attribute points to quickly improve them.

"Young Master." Xiuer pushed open the door and came in, holding a clean towel in her hand. "The medicinal bath and medicated oil are ready."

"Um."

Huang Shujian took the towel, wiped his face and neck, took off his soaking wet shirt, and casually threw it on the shelf next to him.

He walked towards a small room that had been specially partitioned off inside the training room.

The small room was filled with steam.

The huge pine bathtub was filled with dark brown medicinal soup, emitting a rich and peculiar herbal aroma mixed with a faint smell of blood—fresh tiger blood had been added to it.

Huang Shujian stepped into the bathtub, and the scalding hot medicinal water instantly enveloped his entire body.

He relaxed his body and slowly sat down, only his shoulders and above were exposed.

The burning sensation, accompanied by the medicinal effects, felt like countless fine needles piercing through the pores, stimulating the muscles and bones, and purging the blood and qi.

Xiuer brought over a cup of ginseng tea at just the right temperature and placed it on the small table next to the bathtub. Then, she quietly picked up Huang Shujian's sweaty clothes and left.

After half an hour.

The color of the herbal bath water had noticeably faded, changing from dark brown to light brown, and finally becoming almost clear and transparent, leaving only the herbal residue at the bottom of the tub.

Huang Shujian knew that the medicinal effects had been almost completely absorbed.

He stood up, splashing water in his wake.

He rinsed off the remaining medicine stains with warm water and went behind the screen.

The room had already been set up, with a large, long table covered with thick, white bath towels.

Zhao Ming stood quietly by the table with her head down, holding a small wooden bucket in her hand.

She changed into a light and thin outfit, rolling up the sleeves to her elbows, revealing half of her fair but subtly strong forearm.

Hearing footsteps, she lowered her head even further, her fingers nervously gripping the handle of the wooden bucket.

Huang Shujian didn't say anything. He walked to the long table, turned his back to her, untied his bath towel, and lay down on the table where the bath towel was spread.

His back muscles were clearly defined, and his skin was slightly red and radiating heat from the recent medicinal bath.

"Let's begin." Huang Shujian closed his eyes, his voice somewhat languid.

Zhao Ming's body trembled slightly. She took a deep breath, as if she had mustered up her courage, before carrying the wooden bucket to the table.

She placed the wooden bucket aside, opened the lid, and inside was a thick, amber-colored liquid with a cool, medicinal aroma.

This is a specially made tiger bone muscle-strengthening and blood-activating oil.

When used after a medicinal bath, combined with specific massage techniques, it can further relieve muscle and bone fatigue, promote the deep penetration of the medicine, and achieve twice the result with half the effort in strengthening the body.

Zhao Ming used a small wooden spoon to scoop up the viscous medicinal oil and carefully poured it onto Huang Shujian's broad back.

When the cool medicinal oil touched his warm skin, Huang Shujian's body instinctively tensed slightly.

Zhao Ming quickly stopped and asked nervously, "Young...Young Master...is it...is it too cold?"

"It's nothing," Huang Shujian said calmly.

Zhao Ming then continued, applying the medicated oil evenly to Huang Shujian's back, shoulders, arms, and even calves.

The cool sensation spread quickly, neutralizing the heat from the medicinal bath, making it quite comfortable.

After applying the paste evenly, Zhao Ming rubbed her hands together and began to apply pressure.

Her hands weren't particularly large, but her fingers were strong, and her palms had thin calluses.

Following the basic techniques she had learned from the old bone-setting master in the city over the past few days, she first pressed and rubbed Huang Shujian's back with the heel of her palm, and then used her knuckles or elbows to press and pluck along the meridians.

This was the new job Huang Shujian had arranged for her—a full-time medicated oil massage therapist.

After practicing martial arts, one's muscles and bones are fatigued, and one's blood and qi are turbulent, so professional relaxation and guidance are indeed needed.

The Huang family naturally had skilled servants or could hire outside tutors, but Huang Shujian disliked being touched by strange men.

Zhao Ming was quite strong, and since she happened to need to be settled, the task fell to her.

Of course, she is not a professional.

Huang Shujian asked Hu Wan to hire a famous bone-setting massage master in the city so that he could learn from him for an hour every afternoon and then practice it afterward.

"hiss……"

When Zhao Ming's elbow pressed against an acupoint near Huang Shujian's shoulder blade, a strong soreness, numbness, and throbbing pain came over him, and Huang Shujian couldn't help but gasp.

Zhao Ming's hand trembled in fright, and she immediately stopped, her voice trembling with tears: "Young Master! I'm...I'm sorry! I used too much force..."

Huang Shujian took a breath; after the tingling and numbness subsided, he felt a strange sense of comfort.

"Keep going, apply more pressure."

Zhao Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief and continued, still feeling lingering fear.

At this moment, Xiuer came in with a large palm-leaf fan. While gently fanning Huang Shujian, she said to Zhao Ming:

"Sister Zhao Ming, don't be afraid."

"Didn't the master say that this medicated oil massage requires force, and the medicinal properties must be pressed into the skin, flesh, muscles, and bones?"

"Young Master's shout just now... he's gotten some air, he seems to be enjoying it!"

"Hmm..." Zhao Ming responded softly, and indeed increased the pressure on her hands.

She was already quite strong, and when she pressed down, Huang Shujian could clearly feel his muscles gradually relaxing under her powerful kneading. The tiny knots of energy that had formed due to his boxing practice were also gradually broken up.

Huang Shujian ignored his physical sensations and focused his mind on his brain.

The panel expands.

Three newly introduced techniques were prominently listed.

[Training Methods: Bajiquan Manual (Beginner), White Crane Kung Fu (Beginner), Golden Bell Cover (Beginner)]

He focused his mind on the "Bajiquan Manual".

Add some points!

【Bajiquan Manual (Small Completion)】

【The Complete Bajiquan Manual】

[The Complete Bajiquan Manual]

Streams of information about the essence and powerful principles of Bajiquan's power generation flowed into the body and memory.

He felt as if he had practiced this boxing style diligently for several years and had a clear understanding of its eight key principles: "collapse, shake, thrust, strike, hit, poke, squeeze, and lean".

However, after the technique reached perfection, only the message "limits can be broken" appeared on the panel.

There are no evolutionary hints.

Huang Shujian frowned slightly.

He turned to the "White Crane Kung Fu".

Similarly, invest three points of freedom.

【White Crane Kung Fu (Completed)】

A sense of lightness, swiftness, agility, and overcoming force with skill welled up in my mind.

Just as the White Crane Skill was completed, a new, slightly flashing notification appeared on the panel.

Can the White Crane Technique evolve?