Heavenly Martial God - H.M.G Chapter 4 (Part 2):

*Crackkk…*

“…Argh, damn it, that hurts.”

Namgoong Hyuk hurriedly relaxed his clenched jaw.

He took a deep breath and calmed his mind.

“I’m Ha Hoo Young, the Supreme One. I never give up. You’ve messed with the wrong guy.”

It’d be grueling as hell, but the Nine Yin Flow Blockage could be overcome.

Difficult, yes. Impossible, no. And if he did succeed, the power he’d gain would be overwhelming. The same was true of the Nine Yang Flow Blockage: once you break through that blockade, you become monstrously strong.

It was possible he might even forge a physique rivaling—or surpassing—his original body.

“I just need to break through the blocked points one by one.”

It would take time, but it wasn’t beyond reach.

Originally, after assessing his body, he planned to immediately start practicing his core martial arts techniques.

But given the situation, he had no choice but to adjust his plans.

Considering what those immortals said, they won’t tolerate him building up his internal energy the same way as before.

He’ll need a new internal energy method.

And until then, he’d learn a temporary method to buy himself some breathing room.

After all, without internal energy, he might die at any moment.

‘First, I’ll lay the foundation with the Clear Mind Profound Heart Technique. Then, I’ll refine my body with the Muscle-Bone Internal Refinement Technique.’

Alright, it’s decided.

It’s nothing compared to the martial arts he mastered in his past life, but it’s enough to build a foundation.

He recalled the mnemonic formula in his head.

[Clear Mind Profound Heart Technique]

A martial art created by Taoists seeking immortality.

It was a technique that expelled turbid energy and built a pure, solid energy foundation for internal energy.

It was second to none for boosting one’s Qi and expelling impurities.

*Whoosh!*

He regulated his breathing and began practicing the Clear Mind Profound Heart Technique.

As he recited the mnemonic, he drew in external energy and stimulated his lower Dantian.

*Duuuung!*

Namgoong Hyuk let out a hollow laugh.

‘…There’s really nothing here. Is there even a handful of energy in this thing?’

Like looking at parched land, the energy in his lower Dantian was almost nonexistent.

Staring at the empty vessel, a sigh of frustration escaped him.

‘Don’t dwell on it. Just start building internal energy.’

He followed the Clear Mind Profound Heart Technique again, breathing and slowly gathering energy.

After several breaths, once some energy had accumulated, he slowly circulated it.

Following his will, the energy flowed through his body, growing in volume.

Gradually, Namgoong Hyuk felt the energy spreading throughout his body, reaching even his fingertips.

*Sssk!*

‘Huh?’

Something felt off.

Instead of filling his fingertips, the energy seemed to be leaking out.

‘Is the energy not circulating properly? Maybe the Nine Yin Flow Blockage has messed up other areas too. Doesn’t matter—I’ll force it through.’

He pulled the energy back and pushed it again.

*Pfft!*

At the sound of something tearing, Namgoong Hyuk hurriedly stopped circulating his energy and opened his eyes.

“You’ve got to be kidding me… Do I have to rebuild this body from scratch?”

Namgoong Hyuk made a disgusted face and clenched and unclenched his fist.

*Pfft.*

“Huh?”

Again, the sound of air escaping.

*Pshooot!*

A stream of red liquid spurted from the veins on the back of his hand.

“…What?”

Wait, why is blood suddenly gushing from the back of my hand?

Namgoong Hyuk hurriedly reached out with his other hand and pressed down on the bleeding spot.

Then.

*Pshhhhhhh!*

“…Huh?”

This time, blood began gushing from his wrist.

Namgoong Hyuk stared blankly at the fountain of blood spurting out.

“What kind of body is this? It’s not even worth a penny…”

*Sssshhhh!*

As his blood pressure rose, the blood spurted even more violently.

*Smack.*

Namgoong Hyuk covered the spurting blood with his palm.

*Splat!*

Suddenly, he felt dizzy.

Was it because of the blood loss, or was his body always like this? He couldn’t tell anymore.

Or maybe the sheer absurdity had mentally shocked him.

Namgoong Hyuk felt like all of those reasons were probably true.

“All right, so I messed up the order. Let’s shore up the body first.”

Namgoong Hyuk steadied his mind and immediately moved on to the next step.

[Muscle-Bone Internal Refinement Technique]

The Muscle-Bone Internal Refinement Technique was a martial art that deviated from the concept of storing internal energy in the Dantian, instead storing energy in the muscles and bones throughout the body.

It was created by the founder of the Iron Man Sect, a cripple whose Dantian had been shattered, it was a unique martial art.

Namgoong Hyuk adapted this concept to make it the foundation for refining his body.

Following the mnemonic, he circulated his energy, twisting his muscles and moving his bones.

The idea was to create space by expanding the muscles and bones to store energy.

This process was also excellent for expelling impurities and strengthening energy and blood flow.

Moreover, it promoted the growth of muscles and bones, making it a win-win situation.

*Duduk! Dududuk!*

His muscles twisted, and his bones began to separate.

His energy and blood flow surged violently, drawing in external energy that flowed into those spaces.

*Crunch!*

*Clunk.*

A sense of foreboding washed over him, and Namgoong Hyuk naturally stopped practicing the Muscle-Bone Internal Refinement Technique. He looked down at his shoulder with a shaky gaze.

“….”

A moment of silence.

Namgoong Hyuk quietly raised his arm.

*Flop, flop.*

“Wow…”

A single sigh escaped Namgoong Hyuk’s lips.

“My shoulder’s dislocated?”

At this point, it was hard not to laugh.

As the absurdity reached its peak, a bitter laugh burst out.

“Hahaha, hahahaha!”

As Namgoong Hyuk laughed, his shoulders shook, sending shocks through his body.

“…What’s the point of having techniques if I can’t even use them?”

Why?! WHYYYY?!

Namgoong Hyuk’s body trembled.

Even that was a small struggle, as he tried to hold back to avoid straining his body further.

Afraid that even a small movement might cause blood to spurt out, Namgoong Hyuk could only let out a hollow sigh.

“Bastard immortals.”

They’d truly trapped him in a hopeless body.

He popped his shoulder back into place with his other hand. Pain and crushing futility washed over him.

“Haha… With this body, I’ll meet the Jade Emperor in death faster than I can ascend anywhere.”

No—it seemed certain.

“Damn it all.”

‘Was I always this foul-mouthed?’

Reflecting on himself, Namgoong Hyuk blankly stared at the now-familiar ceiling.

He could almost hear the immortals laughing at him.

“Don’t get worked up. Think about it—it’s not all bad, right? No, it’s actually a great opportunity.”

Namgoong Hyuk felt his blood pressure rising as he tried to cool his head.

“If I overcome the blocked meridians, I can gain the ultimate body. No, since this guy has the Nine Yin Flow Blockage, I might even achieve a perfect balance of yin and yang energy.”

That would grant him a body even his past self hadn’t possessed.

His boiling heart calmed, and the corners of his mouth subtly rose.

“Right, all I need to do is break through the blocked meridians. Then I’ll smash those immortals’ skulls.”

The only problem is time.

The Nine Yin Flow Blockage kills when all nine meridians are blocked.

The fact that he was still breathing meant they weren’t completely blocked yet.

“So how much lifespan do I have left?”

Namgoong Hyuk touched the area near his heart and projected his energy to check.

“Let’s see… My remaining lifespan is…is…”

Huh?

Wait, did I miscalculate?

Namgoong Hyuk tilted his head and carefully checked the area near his heart again.

*Tap, tap-tap, tap.*

No matter how many times he checked, the result was the same.

“…Fifteen days?”

Namgoong Hyuk’s eyes bulged as if they were about to pop out.

“I’ll die in fifteen days?!”

What kind of ridiculous crap is this?

How long had it been since he reincarnated, and now he’d die in about two weeks?!

Namgoong Hyuk’s pupils shook like an earthquake.

“You—you—you bastards! You planned this from the start—!”

*Splaaash!*

As his blood pressure spiked, a fountain of blood erupted spectacularly from the top of his head.

*Thud.*

Namgoong Hyuk’s eyes rolled back as he collapsed.

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