Shocking Secrets of the Celestial Realm

Chapter 233 Stomach Meridian of Foot Yangming

After the black lightning streaked across the sky, the eerie aura receded swiftly like a tide, leaving only an unsettling silence. Before the disciples could fully relax, Jasmine drew their attention back to their cultivation. She lightly flicked her sleeve, her expression calm, yet her gaze sharp and expectant, and said, "The crisis has temporarily passed. Let's continue exploring the mysteries of the meridians. Next, we will delve deeper into the Foot Yangming Stomach Meridian."

Jasmine walked slowly, explaining as she went: "The Stomach Meridian of Foot Yangming starts at the Chengqi acupoint on the head, descends all the way down, passes through the chest and abdomen, and finally reaches the Lidui acupoint on the foot. In the human body, the stomach is responsible for receiving and digesting food and water, just like the nourishing energy in the universe, providing our body with the nutrients needed to maintain life activities and spiritual practice. Whether this meridian is unobstructed or not is directly related to our health and the foundation of our spiritual practice."

The disciples listened attentively, many occasionally asking questions and interacting with Jasmine. Yi Chen stared intently at Jasmine's every move, his pen constantly jotting down key points, while his mind repeatedly pondered the routes and mechanisms of the meridians. Meng Li, her eyes slightly closed and brows furrowed, was trying to construct connections between the Stomach Meridian of Foot Yangming and the various organs of her body in her mind, attempting to perceive the flow of energy within the meridians.

However, Zi Ling did not give up after her previous defeat. Unwilling to accept it, she joined forces with several other elders who harbored resentment towards Jasmine, secretly plotting an even larger conspiracy. A sinister glint flashed across Zi Ling's face as she said, "Jasmine's prestige among the disciples is growing. If this continues, we'll never have a chance to rise. This time, let's have a public competition, letting her disciple fight against ours. As long as her disciple is humiliated, her prestige will naturally plummet."

The other elders nodded in agreement. Although they each had their own plans, they were all now targeting Jasmine. Soon, news of the public competition spread throughout the sect, sparking much discussion and filling everyone with curiosity and anticipation.

Upon learning of this, Jasmine frowned slightly, understanding that this was yet another provocation from Ziling and the others, but she did not back down. She looked at her disciples, her gaze firm yet gentle: "This competition is both a challenge and an opportunity. It's a good chance to test the results of your cultivation over this period of time. Everyone, don't be nervous, just perform to your true abilities."

The disciples nodded in unison, their eyes revealing determination and confidence. Yi Chen clenched his fists, secretly resolving to prove Elder Jasmine right; Meng Li took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, knowing she couldn't let Jasmine down.

On the day of the competition, the sect's martial arts arena was packed with people. Everyone arrived early, waiting for the start of this exciting duel. Zi Ling and the other elders, along with their disciples, stood on one side of the arena, their faces beaming with smug smiles, as if victory was already in their grasp.

Jasmine led her disciples onto the field. Her expression was calm, her steps steady, giving off an aura of quiet authority. The competition rules were quickly announced: each side would send one disciple for a one-on-one contest, judged by the application of spiritual energy, the execution of techniques, and the control of meridians.

Zi Ling sent out her prized disciple Xuan Feng first. Xuan Feng stepped onto the field with an arrogant expression. He glanced at Jasmine's disciples, his eyes full of disdain: "Today, I'll show you your true strength."

Jasmine pondered for a moment, then sent out Yi Chen. Yi Chen took a deep breath, walked steadily onto the field, his eyes resolute, and exuding an aura of confidence.

With the referee's whistle, the competition officially began. Xuanfeng launched the first attack, channeling his spiritual power to unleash a move called "Swift Wind Break," where powerful spiritual energy transformed into a gust of wind that swept towards Yichen. Yichen remained calm and focused, concentrating his mind and circulating the energy of his Stomach Meridian of Foot Yangming to form a golden shield in front of him, blocking the gust of wind.

"Hmph, mere child's play." Xuan Feng sneered and launched another attack. He unleashed a fierce sword technique, the sword flashing like a silver lightning bolt, piercing towards Yi Chen. Yi Chen quickly dodged to the side, simultaneously circulating his Stomach Meridian energy and channeling spiritual power into his legs. His speed instantly increased, allowing him to nimbly weave through the sword shadows.

"How can this kid be so fast?" Xuanfeng was shocked. He hadn't expected Yichen to react so quickly.

Yi Chen seized the opportunity and unleashed his signature move, "Yangming Punch." His fist, glowing with golden light, hurtled towards Xuan Feng like a cannonball. Xuan Feng hurriedly raised his sword to block, but with a deafening boom, he was thrown back several steps by the powerful impact, his arm feeling numb and tingling.

"Such powerful strength!" Xuanfeng was shocked. He had not expected Yichen to be so powerful.

In the ensuing contest, Yi Chen fully utilized his profound understanding of the Stomach Meridian of Foot Yangming. He skillfully employed the energy of the Stomach Meridian to regulate his Qi and blood, enhancing his strength and speed. Each attack carried a powerful momentum, gradually putting Xuan Feng in a difficult situation.

"Is this the power of the Stomach Meridian of Foot Yangming?" the disciples below the stage exclaimed in amazement.

"Yichen's control over the meridians is amazing!" Mengli's eyes sparkled with excitement, feeling proud of Yichen.

Zi Ling's expression grew increasingly grim. She hadn't expected her carefully nurtured disciple to suffer such a crushing defeat in her contest with Yi Chen. She looked at the other elders, her eyes filled with resentment.

As the competition progressed, Xuanfeng's weaknesses became more and more apparent. Yichen seized the last opportunity and unleashed his strongest attack. He channeled all his spiritual energy, pushing the power of the Stomach Meridian of Foot Yangming to its limit, and unleashed a "Yangming Sky-Splitting Fist" with a powerful energy surge, hurtling towards Xuanfeng.

Xuanfeng tried to dodge, but it was too late. He could only watch helplessly as the fist hurtled towards him, his heart filled with despair. Just as the fist was about to strike him, the referee intervened and saved him.

"The match is over, Yi Chen wins!" the referee announced loudly.

A burst of enthusiastic applause and cheers erupted from the audience. Jasmine's disciples rushed forward, surrounding Yichen, their faces beaming with joy and pride.

"Yichen, you're amazing!" Xiaofeng exclaimed excitedly.

"Yes, you've made us proud!" the other disciples chimed in.

Yi Chen was slightly out of breath, a relieved smile on his face. He looked at Jasmine and said, "Elder Jasmine, I have not let you down."

Jasmine smiled and nodded: "You did very well. This is the result of your hard work in cultivation. This competition has shown everyone the powerful strength of the Stomach Meridian of Foot Yangming, and it has also strengthened our determination to explore the mysteries of the meridians."

Zi Ling and the others looked ashen-faced; they hadn't expected their carefully planned scheme to fail again. Zi Ling glared fiercely at Yi Chen and Mo Li, thinking to herself, "I will definitely get my revenge."

However, before everyone could recover from the excitement of the competition, the ground suddenly trembled violently, and huge cracks spread from the earth, emanating a pungent sulfurous smell and sending waves of heat crashing down. Then, a deep roar echoed from afar, as if an ancient behemoth was awakening.

"What's going on?" Mengli asked in alarm.

Jasmine's expression turned serious: "It seems a new crisis is looming. Everyone, prepare yourselves for the challenges to come."

The disciples gripped their weapons tightly, their bodies surging with spiritual energy. Though a hint of fear lingered in their eyes, there was even greater determination and courage. Having experienced this competition, they had gained a deeper understanding of their own strength and felt even more confident in it.

What kind of dangers are hidden in those mysterious depths of the earth?