"Begin cultivation now?"
Lu Qing looked at the prompt in his superpower vision and this time, he chose yes.
In the next moment, a flood of information surged into his mind.
Various insights about Nourishing Body Boxing emerged like enlightenment, surfacing in his heart.
Combining the guidance he received previously at the Half Mountain Small Courtyard from his master, Lu Qing couldn't help but start practicing Nourishing Body Boxing.
First move, second move, third move...
His master apparently hadn't named each move, so Lu Qing could only refer to them in order.
He practiced slowly and somewhat clumsily, and after the ninth move was complete, he thought about performing the tenth move, only to find his body aching.
Even though his mind knew every point of cultivation for the tenth move, attempting to practice it physically was incredibly challenging.
Lu Qing recalled his master's admonition and realized that the moves following the ninth were too much for his current body to handle.
Forcing the practice might even injure him.
He immediately stopped practicing the tenth move and returned to start again from the first move.
Thus, Lu Qing repeatedly practiced the first to ninth moves of Nourishing Body Boxing.
Following the insights in his mind, his moves, initially clumsy, gradually became more fluid.
If someone had been watching, they would have noticed.
During Lu Qing's first iteration, his actions were very stiff; his moves skewed, hardly maintaining balance.
But by the second iteration, his movements became noticeably more coherent, and the moves, considerably more precise.
By the third iteration, he had garnered some form, no longer appearing clumsy.
With each iteration, Lu Qing displayed visible improvement.
By the ninth iteration, his moves were incredibly fluid, each move intertwining naturally and executed precisely, offering a pleasing aesthetic.
It was as if he had been immersed in this boxing technique for a long time.
When the ninth iteration was complete, Lu Qing felt blessed and did not continue. Instead, he slowly concluded his practice.
After finishing, Lu Qing exhaled a warm breath.
He felt his breathing smooth and his spirit calm, his body warmly comfortable—an exceedingly pleasant feeling.
Surprised in his heart, he realized he had grasped some tricks of the Nourishing Body Boxing from the first to the ninth move.
Now, as long as he persisted in his practice, it wouldn't take long before he could enter the Qi Blood Realm, as his master had mentioned.
Meanwhile, Lu Qing also understood a bit more about how the superpower's ability to simulate cultivation techniques worked.
Simply put, after the superpower had successfully simulated a cultivation technique, it didn't allow him to master that technique directly.
Instead, it served more as a guide by presenting the essential points and insights of the technique within his mind.
This allowed him to comprehend the technique more swiftly with these insights.
However, to truly master the technique and embody it, he still needed to dedicate himself to rigorous cultivation.
Just like now, his mind was filled with many insights on the Cultivation of Nourishing Body Boxing.
But he still needed to practice repeatedly, digesting these insights to enhance his strength.
A rumbling came from Lu Qing's stomach.
Feeling the hunger in his belly, he knew the boxing practice had taken a toll on his body.
Recalling his master's earlier advice, he returned to his room and picked a piece of cured meat prepared a few days ago.
Then, he went to the kitchen bucket and caught a river fish, weighing about two or three pounds, freshly caught yesterday.
Afterwards, he went outside to pick a handful of wild greens.
His recently planted vegetables had just begun to sprout their green shoots, otherwise, he wouldn't need to eat wild vegetables.
After preparing the ingredients, Lu Qing was ready to cook.
First, he washed the pot and started steaming the rice; when the rice was almost ready, he began cooking the dishes.
It wasn't long before a dish of wild greens with cured meat and steamed fish was ready.
Just as he set the food on the table, he saw Little Yan rubbing her eyes as she walked out of the room.
"Little Yan is awake, are you hungry? Brother was just about to come and wake you."
The little one touched her stomach and seriously replied, "I think I'm hungry."
"If you're hungry, come eat," Lu Qing said with a smile.
Children are magical creatures—just before going to sleep, she had eaten some snacks at her master's place.
Yet, she hadn't slept long before she started to feel hungry again.
After a bowl of rice, Lu Qing felt his hunger significantly reduced and heaved a long sigh.
Except for the first couple of days after waking up, it had been a long time since he had felt this hungry.
It was evident how much energy his recent boxing training had consumed.
In this meal, Lu Qing had several bowls of rice and ate all the vegetables, leaving nothing behind.
After the meal, as usual, Lu Qing reclined in his chair, digesting his food while starting to think about the day's events.
There were quite a few incidents today, and he needed to sort them out.
First was the change in his status.
Now that he had finally become the elder doctor's disciple, he had established a bit of a foundation in this Otherworld.
He wasn't like a rootless duckweed, unsure of the path ahead.
Then there was what his master had said about martial artists.
The martial artists in this world were even stronger than Lu Qing had imagined.
Simply from his master's descriptions of a few levels of Postnatal Realm martial artists, Lu Qing could sense that these martial artists were almost non-human, each possessing immense strength and an extraordinary ability to survive.
Not to mention the even higher-level Innate Martial Artists.
According to his master, Innate Martial Artists seemed capable of suppressing the national destiny of a country.
The fact that Martial Arts could cultivate an individual to such power made it impossible for Lu Qing not to aspire to it.
Thus, he decided that in the coming days, Martial Arts cultivation would be his focus, with medical skill learning secondary.
Since he possessed superpowers, balancing the two wouldn't be too difficult for him.
Since he decided to practice martial arts, he had to consider everything thoroughly.
After this meal, Lu Qing estimated that as he gradually mastered Nourishing Body Boxing, once he officially stepped into the Qi-Blood Realm, his appetite would probably increase dramatically.
In that case, the nutrition of his daily meals needed to keep up.
As the saying goes, "the poor write while the rich fight," maintaining the daily consumption needed for martial arts training would be costly.
And he didn't know how long the silver he earned from selling Red Moon Carp could last.
Lu Qing decided that in a few days, he would try his luck again at the Miracle Fish Fishing Spot.
If he was fortunate and caught one or two more Strange Fish, he wouldn't need to worry about money.
After pondering these matters, Lu Qing remembered the issue concerning his original parents.
From what Mr. Zhang had said, the death of his original parents clearly had some hidden truths.
However, for the time being, Lu Qing didn't intend to inquire about it.
Unless he achieved some success in his Martial Arts cultivation and became strong enough, perhaps for Little Yan's sake, he might investigate the truth.
For now, he better just peacefully live his own life.
After contemplating in the recliner for a while, Lu Qing mulled over everything he had thought of.
Feeling that his digestion was mostly complete, he finally took out the book his master had taught him before he came down the mountain.