Chapter 2: Innate Purple Qi Formula

  The suffocating feeling in his chest and the scorching pain on his lips, as well as the two teeth on the bloody ground, made Dr. Wu, who had never suffered such a loss before, almost lose his mind. He got up and cursed angrily: "You little beast, you dare to hit me, don't you know what your identity is?" As soon as he spoke, he felt the wind rushing into his mouth, and his anger in his heart grew even more intense.

  "Qin Han Yue... do you still think you're the young mistress of the Qin family? Haha, you're just a lowly woman who gave birth to a bastard! The Qin family has long abandoned you, in the Qin family, you're not even as good as a servant who sweeps the floor. What's there to be proud of?! Sooner or later, I'll make you kneel before me and beg..."

  Qin Han Yue's eyes shot out intense anger, but she tightly pursed her lips and didn't say a word. She was so angry that she was trembling all over, but more than that, she was surprised and delighted that her son had woken up, hugging Qin Li tightly as if afraid that if she let go, he would disappear into thin air.

  "Let go, I'm going to kill him!" Qin Li gritted his teeth and said.

  "Xiao Li, don't..."

  Qin Han Yue tightly hugged her own son, "Let him go."

  After finishing, tears came again. This person's words were extremely unpleasant to hear, but they weren't wrong either. The only thing she and her son had brought to the Qin family was shame, nothing else. If she really killed Wu Yisheng, she would probably be kicked out of the Qin family tomorrow, and in a more severe case, even Qin Li, the master of the Qin family, might be sent to the government as a criminal. If that happened, she... could only do something desperate!

  Qin Li's fist was clenched tightly, his chest heaving violently, when suddenly, he smiled lightly and calmed down, saying with a smile: "Alright, it's just a toad, a worthless life, Mother said not to kill, so I won't kill!"

  Although that's the case, a cold glint flashed across Qin Li's eyes. Not to mention that this scum had insulted his own mother, based on Qin Li's original temperament, he would never let him off.

  Qin Han Yue loosened her arms, gazing at her son with a concerned expression. She had a feeling that after going through such a huge change, her son had undergone a great transformation and was now more mature than before.

  "You must be hungry, right? Mother will go and make something for you to eat!" Qin Han Yue said softly, helping Qin Li lie down on the bed, pulling over a quilt to cover him, then standing up and walking out.

  Qin Han Yue, who always appears elegant and indifferent in front of outsiders, only shows a maternal side when facing her own son. Although she looks somewhat haggard now, she still can't hide that stunning face.

  Qin Li was always a introvert due to her growing environment, almost never communicating with others. Who would have thought that this time she would be fortunate in misfortune, and her son seemed to grow up overnight.

  Qin Han Yue was relieved, but at the same time, she also needed to consider the consequences of Qin Li's actions today, having hit Dr. Wu. Although that person wasn't worth the trouble for the Qin family, if he were to seek revenge with all his heart, given their current situation as a lone mother and child, it would indeed be a headache. Especially since Dr. Wu had been in the Qin family for so many years, it was impossible that he didn't have a few familiar friends; now, who else could lend a helping hand to pull them out of this predicament?

  At this thought, Qin Han Yue rarely let out a sigh, and those absolutely beautiful eyes were filled with dullness. When did he also fall to the point of having to worry about such small characters?

  Through the window, Qin Li saw the smoke rising from the courtyard and the busy figure of Qin Han Yue, a warm current surged in his heart, was this motherly love?

  He smiled self-deprecatingly, and it seemed that after merging with this strange memory, many aspects of himself had changed, including his deep-seated attachment to Qin Han Yue. But it didn't seem so bad.

  Lying in bed, Qin Li silently thought about the memories and perceptions of this world in his mind.

  The Tianyuan Continent, a world where strongmen emerge in droves.

  A warrior cultivates yuanli and martial skills, both complement each other and neither can be lacking.

  Each family and each sect has its own unique internal energy cultivation method and combat technique.

  The levels of a warrior are divided into four levels: Tian, Di, Xuan and Huang. Each level is further divided into nine ranks.

  The gap between each level is quite obvious. For example, a yellow-level ninth-stage martial artist can punch out 1,500 kilograms of force with one fist, while a xuan-level first-stage martial artist can punch out 5,000 kilograms of force with one fist! And a yellow-level eighth-stage martial artist can roughly punch out 1,200 kilograms of force.

  So the gap between peers is not that big, but once upgraded, it brings not only qualitative changes, but also quantitative growth!

  So the warriors of this world are all pursuing advanced yuan force heart methods and martial skills, the reason is simple, as long as they have advanced gong fa, cultivate properly, before the age of 20 can enter the mysterious level, the future will be bright!

  But Qin Li was more unfortunate, because he was an illegitimate child, he had no qualifications to learn the Qin family's yuan force method and combat skills. So, all along, he has been desperately cultivating those basic things that even ordinary poor children would not cultivate.

  Exercising muscles, bones and skin, in the eyes of those high-ranking warriors on the Tianyuan Continent, anyone who cultivates this is considered to be without dignity, because even poor families can grit their teeth and send their children to school.

  The mental and martial arts techniques in the college are all mediocre, but as long as you practice diligently and perform exceptionally well, there is still a chance to obtain advanced techniques and rise to the top.

  Qin Li didn't even have the chance to go to school, because the Qin family would never allow a child with such a shameful status to appear in public view. If he were to completely leave the Qin family, as an orphan and single mother, even survival would be a huge problem.

  At this thought, Qin Li's mouth suddenly curved up into a slight arc. Thinking of the various resentments and grievances in his original memories, Qin Li really wanted to laugh out loud three times. When he had just woken up, he had already discovered that his current body was much stronger than before; otherwise, how could a teenager like him have kicked Dr. Wu flying with one foot?

  Qin Li was an orphan before he crossed over to the Tianyuan Continent. At the age of thirteen, he was adopted by an old Taoist priest who was well-versed in both internal and external martial arts. When the old man was a hundred years old, he created a unique technique called the Xiantian Purple Qi Formula.

  As a disciple of the old Taoist, Qin Li's skills were naturally not bad, but because he was already quite old at that time and his foundation was not well-established, in the eyes of ordinary people, Qin Li was a super master, but in his master's eyes, he was almost like a useless piece of wood. Because he only had this one disciple, he could only pass on the Xiantian Purple Qi Formula to Qin Li, hoping that he would find a talented apprentice in the future and pass on this skill, not expecting Qin Li to achieve anything remarkable himself.

  Indeed, Qin Li ran the Xiantian Purple Energy Technique every day, but he had never felt anything. If it weren't for his clear understanding that this old Daoist master, who was both a teacher and a father to him, wasn't any worse than the almost deified Wudang founder Zhang Sanfeng in terms of cultivation level, he would have discarded the Xiantian Purple Energy Technique like an worn-out shoe.

  Lying in bed, recalling past events, Qin Li felt a pang of sadness. His master must have known that something had happened to him and would be heartbroken. Although he always appeared calm on the surface, deep down, he treated Qin Li like his own child. His death would surely be a huge blow to his master.

  Qin Li thought of this and sighed in his heart, at the same time firming up a conviction: The Xiantian Purple Energy Technique, I will definitely pass it on, absolutely not letting it be lost.

  Thinking in his heart, Qin Li couldn't help but start running the Xiantian Purple Qi Technique, suddenly, his face turned very strange.