Chapter 10: Discovering a Cultivation Technique

Suddenly realizing that he had been reborn into what might be a world of extraordinary power, Lu Qing felt both joy and alarm.

The joy came from the fact that, as a Chinese person, there was an inexplicable yearning in his bones for the life of chivalry and sword-wielding wanderers.

The alarm came from the realization that a world where great power could be concentrated in a single individual, giving rise to powerful beings, would also be far more dangerous than an ordinary world.

As the saying goes, "The scholar uses literature to break the law, while the martial artist uses force to defy it." Once a person masters great power, they easily become indifferent to all kinds of rules.

The idea that "when the strong are angry, the weak suffer" was likely a common occurrence.

And he, right now, was a weakling without the strength to truss a chicken.

If he were to accidentally encounter some villain who knew how to cultivate, he feared he could be wiped out with a casual wave of a hand.

Thinking of this, a sense of crisis could not help but arise in Lu Qing's heart.

Some of his original plans needed to change.

Lu Qing fell into deep thought once more, pondering slowly in his heart.

Early the next morning, Lu Qing boiled a pot of river shrimp porridge and woke up Xiao Yan. The siblings drank the porridge together.

"Brother, the shrimp porridge is so delicious."

The little one slurped it up, then looked up with a grain of porridge stuck to her face, saying happily to Lu Qing.

"I'm glad you like it. Drink slowly, don't choke."

Lu Qing reached out to help her wipe the grain of porridge from the corner of her mouth.

"Brother, are we going fishing again today?" Xiao Yan asked.

"We aren't going fishing today. After we finish eating, we're going to see Grandpa Chen."

Now that their food situation was temporarily resolved, Lu Qing didn't plan on fishing for the next two days.

Moreover, he had caught quite a few fish from the spot he used yesterday; it would likely take some time for the population to recover.

As for the other two fishing spots, he feared his crude fishing rod wouldn't hold up.

Until he could make a better rod, Lu Qing didn't intend to fish at those two spots.

There was no help for it; his family was too poor, and every bit of resource was precious—he couldn't afford to waste them carelessly.

"We're going to Grandpa Chen's?" Xiao Yan's eyes lit up.

The little one had been sleeping yesterday and didn't know that Old Doctor Chen and Grandpa Zhang had visited.

"Yes, do you want to go?" Lu Qing asked.

Children were generally naturally afraid of people like doctors, and Lu Qing wasn't sure if Xiao Yan would be the same.

"I do~" the little one said earnestly. "Grandpa Chen is such a good person. He cured Brother's illness, and I haven't thanked him yet."

Lu Qing smiled. "That's right, let's go thank Grandpa Chen together."

After finishing the porridge, Lu Qing locked the door and took Xiao Yan out.

Old Doctor Chen didn't live in the village, but on the hillside of a small mountain behind it.

As Lu Qing walked along the road with Xiao Yan, he could see from afar a small, isolated courtyard vaguely visible on the hillside, looking quite picturesque.

When they reached the hillside, Lu Qing saw a figure moving in front of the courtyard. He was about to speak, but suddenly closed his mouth.

At the same time, he pulled Xiao Yan and made a gesture for her to be quiet.

Because he could see that Old Doctor Chen did not seem to be in a state to be disturbed right now.

Old Doctor Chen was practicing martial arts.

Lu Qing didn't recognize what kind of boxing it was; to him, it looked a bit like the Tai Chi practiced by the old men in the parks of his past life.

The movements were slow and gentle.

But after watching for a few moments, Lu Qing noticed the difference.

Old Doctor Chen's movements looked soft, but in reality, every strike seemed to carry a gust of wind, flowing like clouds and water—it was truly a sight to behold.

Just as Lu Qing was becoming mesmerized, a line of text suddenly popped up in his field of vision.

【Cultivation technique detected. Would you like to simulate it?】

Hm?

Lu Qing's pupils shrank suddenly.

His ability actually had a function like this?!

Glancing at Old Doctor Chen, who was still immersed in his practice, Lu Qing forcibly calmed his racing heart and silently chose "Yes" in his mind.

【Simulation started. Current progress: 1%, 2%, 3%...】

Watching the progress bar silently jumping in his vision, Lu Qing's heart couldn't help but accelerate again.

He hadn't expected his ability to have the function of simulating other people's cultivation techniques.

Just yesterday, he had been distressed about having no way to come into contact with the cultivation methods of this world.

And now, the pillow had arrived just as he was getting sleepy.

Lu Qing stared intently at Old Doctor Chen's movements, while simultaneously keeping an eye on the simulation progress.

【48%, 49%, 50%】

When the simulation progress reached fifty percent, Lu Qing noticed it stopped, and the text disappeared.

Looking across, he saw that Old Doctor Chen had finished his practice.

Lu Qing thought it a pity.

If he had come a little earlier, he might have been able to simulate this entire set of boxing from Old Doctor Chen one hundred percent.

Being stuck at the halfway point made him feel quite uncomfortable.

However, Lu Qing only felt regret for a moment before adjusting his mindset.

Coming here today and discovering another function of his ability was already a huge gain.

As for Old Doctor Chen's technique, there would be plenty of time in the future; there was no need to rush.

Old Doctor Chen finished his set, retracted his energy, and only then looked at the Lu siblings.

In fact, he had known they were nearby for a while.

It was just that his morning practice was a habit, so he hadn't stopped.

"You've come. Have you had breakfast?" Old Doctor Chen asked gently.

"We have," Lu Qing replied respectfully.

Xiao Yan stepped forward and took the old doctor's hand. "Grandpa Chen, thank you for curing my brother's illness."

"Heh heh, little one, the person you should thank is yourself. If you hadn't been crying so hard that day, I wouldn't have gone inside to see what was the matter."

The old doctor patted Xiao Yan's head with some emotion.

That day, he had been wandering around the village and happened to hear Xiao Yan's crying. Unable to bear it, he went inside to check the situation, which was how he discovered Lu Qing was so severely ill.

"Why thank Xiao Yan? Brother's illness was cured by Grandpa Chen," the little one said, puzzled.

"It wasn't entirely my credit. Your brother's recovery was also due to his own good fortune," the old doctor sighed.

Yesterday, when he returned home, he had checked his medical books again, but still couldn't find any records matching Lu Qing's symptoms.

In the end, he could only attribute it to Lu Qing's good luck.

Xiao Yan didn't understand what the old doctor meant and just nodded blankly.

Only then did Lu Qing realize that there was such a reason behind Old Doctor Chen treating him.

He looked at Xiao Yan with doting eyes and bowed deeply to the old doctor once more. "Thank you, Grandpa Chen, for saving my life."

"You... sigh, fine, fine."

Old Doctor Chen finally waved his hand, deciding not to explain further.

Because he knew that even if he explained, the two of them would still believe that he was the one who had cured the illness.

Since that was the case, why bother explaining more?

"Grandpa Chen, what were you doing just now? Was it boxing?" Xiao Yan asked innocently.

Lu Qing also looked toward the old doctor.