Chapter 282: Super Invincible Somewhat Explosive Technique

Chapter 282: Super Invincible Somewhat Explosive Art

At this moment, outside the residential area.

Wang Xu drove the car, with Li Yan sitting in the passenger seat, chatting and laughing together.

Cui Fan lived in a different direction from the two, while Li Yan and Wang Xu lived in the same direction, so Wang Xu gave Li Yan a ride for a while.

Sitting in the car, Li Yan’s eyes sparkled with admiration: “Only a year after graduation, and you’ve already bought a car. Is the Maritime Safety Administration really that lucrative?”

“Not really, just average. This car I bought after a year of hard work, plus some help from my parents,” Wang Xu said with a smile.

“I heard your Maritime Safety Administration is pretty busy. How come you’re back in Tianyue this time?” Li Yan asked casually.

“Well… some criminals smuggled a batch of sea monsters into Tianyue City, and I’m in charge of the handover,” Wang Xu said in a grave tone.

“Legendary sea monsters?” Li Yan exclaimed in surprise, covering her mouth. “What do they look like? Are they like the ones on TV?”

“Pretty much. They’re ugly, but their meat is tender and supposedly aphrodisiac, so many wealthy people can’t resist wanting to eat it.

But sea monster meat is toxic. Eating too much can cause bodily mutations, so… it’s best not to eat it.” Mentioning sea monsters, Wang Xu’s face grew heavy, as if recalling something that still frightened him.

“I heard sea monsters have some magical abilities, like the immortals in legends, wielding superpowers?” Li Yan was very interested, asking eagerly.

Wang Xu shook his head: “What era is this? Still so superstitious. There are no immortals in this world—technology is the true way!

Even if the immortals recorded in ancient texts were to reappear, they’d probably be no match for our modern weapons!”

Speaking of modern weapons, Wang Xu’s eyes gleamed with confidence.

The immortals and martial gods recorded in Qinyuan’s mythology were indeed powerful—they could fly through the sky and burrow into the earth, lifting thousand-jin tripods!

But even if they could lift a thousand-jin tripod, could they match the strength of a tractor?

Take martial arts, for example, which has been glorified to the heavens. Through modern scientific analysis and research, its upper limit is limited—it’s merely about tapping into the potential of one’s physique and bloodline.

Even the champion of the martial arts tournament, after taking a bullet, would lose most of his combat power, let alone facing more powerful technological weapons.

Studying martial arts is less worthwhile than studying genetics.

As for myths, they’re just legends.

If a god from the tales who could fly and burrow into the earth appeared, could they survive a strike from the Eye of Space?

The Eye of Space is Qinyuan’s most powerful weapon—even a battleship from Canxing would collapse instantly if hit by one shot.

That is simply beyond human resistance.

“Though sea monsters are nothing to worry about, it’s still better for ordinary people like us not to get involved.

Those wealthy folks can find ways to rid themselves of any trouble they stir up, but for us commoners… if we encounter them, we’d probably just have to wait for death,” Wang Xu said seriously.

“That exaggerated?”

“Yeah, even more exaggerated than the ghost in the mountain village,” Wang Xu chuckled.

…

At that moment, Qi Yuan finished his conversation with Cui Fan and began to rest with his eyes closed.

“I suppose those restarters have already started their… adventure-filled lives by now?”

Qi Yuan didn’t feel much about rebirth or not.

After all, even if he used that foreknowledge, it would only be to make more money or climb the ladder of power.

He didn’t care about those things.

If he needed money, wasn’t there always loan sharks?

If no loan sharks, weren’t there those aging, infatuated first loves?

Surely those people would be more than willing to lend him money.

He also couldn’t be bothered to use his foreknowledge to start a company or invest in some political figure.

Once his body was better, boxing was what he should focus on.

Lying in bed, he began to compose a simplified version of the *Qi Yuan Sutra*.

Unfortunately, whenever he exerted his mind too much now, he felt drowsy and on the verge of sleep.

The composition of the *Qi Yuan Sutra* was halting and stumbling; every so often, he had to take a short nap.

“This body is really unfit for a human? I truly admire my willpower back on Blue Star,” Qi Yuan thought.

Back on Blue Star, his body wasn’t any better than this one.

However, since this time he was only creating a simplified version, derived from the *Qi Yuan Sutra*, it turned out to be a success.

After about five hours, the simplified *Qi Yuan Sutra*, capable of cultivating up to the seventh layer of Qi Refining, was completed.

“And I ended up with an extra trashy technique.”

This adaptation also produced a barely complete technique that could cultivate up to the seventh layer of Qi Refining.

This technique was naturally inferior to the simplified *Qi Yuan Sutra*, but it still came from Qi Yuan’s hand.

In the Canglan Realm, those cultivators wouldn’t be able to buy it even with a million spirit stones.

“Now I’m short on money… Should I sell this technique?”

At this thought, Qi Yuan’s eyes lit up.

“But before selling it, I need to give this technique a formidable name.

As the saying goes, fine feathers make fine birds—if I want to sell it at a high price, I need a name that’s grand and imposing.”

“How about calling it the *Super Invincible Somewhat Explosive Art*?”

Qi Yuan was quite satisfied with the name he’d come up with.

A name so powerful, straightforward yet stylish—selling it for ninety-nine million wouldn’t be too much, would it?

After all, that’s about ten million per word in the name.

Thinking this, Qi Yuan registered an account on the most popular social software in Gongxing.

[Young man, do you want to cultivate immortality?

Do you want to change your fate?

For just 99.99 million, you can obtain the *Super Invincible Somewhat Explosive Art*!]

For the video, he casually took a few photos of the starry sky, scribbled some words on them, and added a stirring background music.

Of course, to sell the technique, he also uploaded the first one percent of its content.

“Tip ten thousand Qinyuan dollars, and you can message me privately.”

“Tip one hundred thousand Qinyuan dollars, and you can add my contact info.”

Qi Yuan left two comments under the video he posted.

After all, without setting some threshold, what if some people harassed him?

He couldn’t be bothered to filter them out. If it sold, good; if not, so be it.

“Well, though…”

After a moment’s thought, Qi Yuan still invested a hundred yuan to buy an ad for his video, hoping to boost its exposure and views.

Once everything was done, Ling Yi returned as night fell.

It carried several large bags and placed them before Qi Yuan.

Worry flickered in its eyes: “Master, our account funds are running low—less than two thousand yuan left.”

As it spoke, it printed out the shopping list and handed it to Qi Yuan.

“Mm, no worries. Help me grind these materials…” Qi Yuan began instructing Ling Yi.

Each material required a different treatment.

But most needed to be ground into powder.

His stamina was poor now, his kidneys weak—he had to rely on this not-so-bright robot.

“As you command.” Ling Yi received the order, took the bags, and headed to the kitchen.

About half an hour later, Ling Yi reappeared with the processed materials.

The room filled with a peculiar medicinal scent.

Qi Yuan waved his hand, and Ling Yi obediently left.

Only Qi Yuan remained in the room.

He looked at the various medicinal liquids and began mixing them.

“Yingshan blood is yin, Purple Mountain grass is yang—yin and yang complement each other…”

Qi Yuan drank the blended potion. A sharp, cool, and strangely fragrant sensation surged through his taste buds—like a mix of bitter melon and houttuynia cordata.

The simplified version of the *Qi Yuan Sutra* began to circulate.

His body was far too weak now; without fortifying it first, rashly cultivating immortality could easily lead to his demise.

Hence, the need for the medicinal liquid.

Spiritual energy entered his body at that moment.

Qi Yuan closed his eyes tightly, the cultivation method spinning ceaselessly.

After an unknown time, behind his shut eyelids, he seemed to glimpse a wisp of spiritual light.

He grabbed it fiercely.

The light was devoured, and his body began to change slowly.

The next morning, Qi Yuan opened his eyes.

“Qi Refining, second layer…”

He glanced at himself—his skin was now fairer and more crystalline than before.

A trace of spiritual energy had also formed inside him.

Of course, compared to his original self, it was insignificant, but on Archstar, it granted him a modicum of self-defense.

“But… the feeling of weakness lingers.”

The curse within him remained, still heavily affecting his body.

Yet, with his cultivation boost, his lifespan had extended a little.

“Lightness Spell!”

Qi Yuan immediately cast a spell on himself.

His body was too heavy now; walking even a short distance left him panting. Only magic could alleviate this.

After using the Lightness Spell, he felt as light as a swallow, as if the sandbags strapped to his legs had been removed.

He went to the bathroom, washed and bathed, then stepped into the living room.

“Ling Yi, how goes the investigation into martial arts? My body is much better now—I want to learn martial arts to strengthen it.”

Qi Yuan rephrased it with emotional intelligence.

He wasn’t seeking martial arts to court death, but to build his physique.

The robot Ling Yi paused, then answered truthfully: “To enter the path of martial arts, there are generally three ways.

First, join a martial arts school; second, find a renowned master and apprentice under them; third, stumble upon a martial arts manual.”

“Which martial arts schools in Tianyue City can help me get started?” Qi Yuan asked.

He chose the first option directly.

The second meant becoming someone’s heir—too troublesome, possibly even having to care for them in old age.

The third was like something out of a TV show.

So the first was the most reliable.

“There are twenty-eight martial arts schools in Tianyue City that meet your criteria.

The nearest is Mingwu Martial Arts School. For ordinary students, tuition is 7,800 yuan per year.

To study true martial arts, the enrollment fee is 120,000 yuan per year.”

“That expensive?” Qi Yuan was taken aback.

He didn’t have that much money now.

It seemed he’d have to find a way to earn some.

For him at present, there were two ways to make money:

One was the loan shark business with Cui Fan; the other was the *Super Invincible Somewhat Explosive Technique*.

After a moment’s thought, he logged into his account to check the video he’d posted.

Good thing he’d invested that hundred yuan—the video now had over a dozen comments.

“Are you that desperate for money?”

“I’m the creator god from myth, reborn and in urgent need of startup funds. Send me a million, and I’ll make you the Water God.”

“This scammer is way too unprofessional!”

“This isn’t a scam—it’s clearly a comedy video. Who names a cultivation technique *Super Invincible Somewhat Explosive Technique*?”

“At least it doesn’t cheat the poor.”

Reading these comments, Qi Yuan was taken aback.

“Is my name really that bad?” He thought it was decent. “The people on Archstar are so harsh—nowhere near as nice as those on the Divine Flower Society forum.”

On the Divine Flower Society forum, whenever he spoke, ninety-nine percent of the replies were praise, overflowing with flattery.

Clearly, society was harmonious, and cultivators were morally upright.

In contrast, the people on Archstar were nothing but keyboard warriors in the comment section.

“As they say, ‘In prosperity, help the world; in poverty, cultivate yourself!’ Once I master my divine technique, I must rectify social morals and create a civilized, harmonious society.”

After thinking it over, Qi Yuan added another comment to himself.

"Hurry if you want it—once I'm no longer short on cash, I won't bother selling."

With that, Qi Yuan logged off.

Three days passed, and Qi Yuan's post saw ever-increasing views and comments.

It even reached a thousand.

That was only natural.

After all, he was a newcomer with a real account, so the platform gave him some support.

The comments below were mostly just memes.

Not a single person wanted to buy the cultivation manual.

"This batch of netizens just doesn't have the financial muscle—can't even afford 9999."

Qi Yuan didn't bother checking again.

Let it be; if it didn't sell, it didn't sell.

After all, he was about to go on a blind date with Xiaomei.

And he still had to borrow money from a loan shark through Cuifan's connection.

Qi Yuan stretched his lazy body, cast a lightness spell on himself, and then stepped out of his home.

Gazing at the sun in the sky, he felt a languid warmth all over.

He scanned his surroundings with a curious look.

This world was much like Blue Star, but clearly, its technology was a notch higher.

Interstellar travel was already a reality, and tourist routes had even been established to Gongxing and Canxing—every year, some wealthy man or retired official would take a spaceship to Canxing for a trip, or even to settle down.

Leaving the neighborhood, Qi Yuan took the subway.

The blind date spot he'd arranged with Xiaomei was called Qindeji.

At first, he'd thought of Yuan County Snacks, since there was a rumor online that eating Yuan County on a blind date made the sparks fly.

But after some thought, he chose Qindeji for its touch of foreign flair.

Qindeji's status in the Qinyuan Kingdom was akin to Wallace's on Blue Star.

Choosing this place was a sure bet.

He soon arrived at Qindeji.

It wasn't mealtime yet, so the customers inside were sparse and scattered.

Occasionally, a delivery driver would come in to pick up an order.

Qi Yuan stood there, playing on his phone, occasionally scrolling through the comments on his video.

Most were just memes, with a few ads thrown in.

"Stealing my business?"

Seeing the comments, Qi Yuan couldn't be bothered.

"This Xiaomei is already ten minutes late…"

He glanced at the time, a strange look in his eyes.

Logically, there was definitely something off between Xiaomei and Cuifan.

Under these circumstances, why would she deliberately take leave for a blind date? Had something changed?

Qi Yuan decided to wait a few more minutes; if she didn't show, he'd message Cuifan to ask about the loan shark.

About five minutes passed.

A faint fragrance wafted in, and a tall woman in a black bodysuit entered.

Her face was strikingly beautiful, with a hint of fox-like allure.

Her figure, accentuated by the bodysuit, was almost exaggerated.

She glanced at Qi Yuan, a deep look flickering in her eyes.

She walked straight over and sat down across from him.

"Hello, Qi Yuan, I'm Xiaomei, your blind date today. Sorry I'm late—traffic was bad."

Qi Yuan looked at the woman, his expression calm.

The woman before him was excessively gorgeous, and she exuded an inexplicable aura.

Having been through many worlds, Qi Yuan could tell at a glance that this woman had killed before.

"The moment you speak, my nose grows long.

Sure enough, Zhang Wuji's mother was right—beautiful women lie the most."

Qi Yuan said it casually, not bothering to dwell on it.

"I'm hungry; order something to eat."

He knew this blind date would likely come to nothing.

Might as well grab a bite while he could.

He was short on cash now—it wasn't too much to ask his date to pay for the meal, was it?

"You order; I'm fine with anything," said the woman named Xiaomei, looking at Qi Yuan with a complex depth in her eyes.

"Since it's a blind date, let's eat something decent—can't let them look down on me. Let's go with this 198-yuan family bucket," Qi Yuan said seriously.

"Okay," the woman replied without much reaction.

But the man at the next table couldn't help laughing: "Buddy, you're hilarious—bringing such a gorgeous date to Qindeji for a blind date?"

Especially ordering something decent—a 198-yuan feast—too funny.

Qi Yuan glanced at the man and pulled a card from his pocket.

"Mind your own business."

The man was startled, seeing the card, and thought Qi Yuan was some kind of public official.

Even the woman in the bodysuit was taken aback.

But when the man got a clear look at Qi Yuan's card, his face twisted into a strange expression.

He abandoned his meal and hurriedly paid and left.

Ran into a lunatic!

Meanwhile, Qi Yuan was quite pleased—this card really worked.

The woman across from him couldn't help but smile: "Qi Yuan, you're full of surprises."

ps: Please forgive the temporary update; I'll make up for the missed chapters once I'm better.

Happy New Year!

(End of chapter)