Seeing that the Golden Finger panel was indeed effective, Chen Ping'an wanted to press on and continue practicing Iron Cloth.
He hadn't felt it earlier, but now that he had rested for a bit, he felt pain all over his body.
Untying the tight clothing around his chest and back, he found his skin was red, and many places were faintly cracked.
No wonder it hurt so much!
I can't Cultivate anymore, I need to rest!
If I continue Cultivating like this, and my skin completely breaks, it will be troublesome!
Chen Ping'an decisively stopped the idea of continuing to practice Iron Cloth.
Looking at the crumpled intimate clothing, Chen Ping'an knew that the clothes were completely ruined and could no longer be worn.
“Keep them for continued Iron Cloth practice!”
“Brother, have some water.”
Seeing her brother stop, Chen Er'ya came over, holding a bowl filled with clear water.
Chen Ping'an didn't hesitate, taking the bowl and gulping down the water, some of it spilling from the corners of his mouth.
At this time, Chen Ping'an was shirtless, his skin red. Although his body was thin, he looked quite uninhibited.
Chen Er'ya looked at her brother with a pained expression.
In this state, how much suffering must he have endured!
Chen Ping'an drank all the water in the bowl, returned the empty bowl to Chen Er'ya, and patted her head.
“Nannan, I'm going to sleep for a bit. You don't need to wait for me for lunch later, there's still some rice in the pot, just eat it.”
He hadn't slept at all last night, and because of the Golden Finger, he was incredibly excited, so his spirit could sustain him. But now, having just finished practicing Iron Cloth, the exhaustion of his spirit and physical strength, once relaxed, brought an overwhelming sense of weariness.
“Brother, what do you want for dinner? Nannan will go buy it.”
Chen Er'ya asked. Normally, when Chen Ping'an was on duty, she did most of the regular grocery shopping.
Chen Ping'an was about to reply with a casual "just anything," when he suddenly realized that he was now beginning to Cultivate martial arts, which consumed a great deal of physical energy and required Qi and blood supply, so he couldn't be careless.
“Go buy some beef, and also half a catty of eggs. Tonight, our siblings will have a good supplement.”
“Okay.”
Chen Er'ya nodded.
Chen Ping'an went into the house, lay down on the bed, and drowsiness immediately overcame him. He soon fell into a deep sleep.
......
When Chen Ping'an woke up, it was already getting dark.
“How many hours have I slept?!”
Getting up from the bed, Chen Ping'an felt a bit sore. It seemed that after not exercising for a long time, suddenly practicing like this made his body still unaccustomed.
However, the pain in his body had lessened considerably.
He didn't know if it was because his body recovered quickly or if it was the invisible effect of the Golden Finger.
Speaking of the Golden Finger, besides Cultivation, there was another benefit: once verified, it would be permanent and never fall, and there was another advantage.
That was, he could hide his Cultivation Realm and adjust his physical state to show what he wanted others to see.
It was a good Sharp Weapon for tricking people!
However, for Chen Ping'an right now, it was useless!
He hadn't even entered the Dao of Cultivation, what did he need to hide!?
“Brother, you're awake! Have a steamed bun first to fill your stomach.”
Chen Er'ya noticed Chen Ping'an was awake immediately and brought a white steamed bun from the kitchen, handing it to Chen Ping'an.
Chen Ping'an took it and found the steamed bun was still faintly warm.
“I bought it from Auntie Wang when I went shopping for groceries this afternoon.”
Chen Er'ya said with a smile.
“Mm.”
Chen Ping'an nodded, and in no time, a steamed bun was down his stomach.
After eating the steamed bun, he found his stomach was still a bit hungry, so he immediately got up.
“Nannan, come lend a hand, let's start the fire and cook!”
“Yes.”
Chen Er'ya heard this and stood up respectfully, like a young soldier preparing to go to the front lines.
Chen Ping'an's house wasn't big; a small courtyard, one bedroom, and half a kitchen made up the entire layout.
Living in the county town was difficult.
Having such a layout was already enviable for ordinary common people.
Most common people still lived in shared courtyards with several families. Even more so, a family of six, old and young, squeezed into half a house along the street.
In comparison, Chen Ping'an and his sister having such a leisurely residence was already something many people envied greatly.
This was all Old Chen's legacy!
After the siblings' busy efforts, the fragrant dinner was served.
Two bowls of fragrant white rice, a plate of braised beef, a plate of stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and a bowl of bone soup. In addition, one egg each.
Before even picking up their chopsticks, Chen Er'ya's mouth was already watering.
“Little glutton, hurry and eat.”
Looking at Chen Er'ya's appearance, Chen Ping'an tapped her small hand and said with a smile.
“Mm, thank you, Brother.”
Chen Er'ya, who had been trying to hold back, felt as if she had been granted a great pardon upon hearing this. She immediately picked up her chopsticks and began to devour the food like a storm.
Chen Er'ya's movements seemed swift, but Chen Ping'an noticed that her first chopstick landed on the plate of seasonal vegetables.
This Xiao Yatou, she was so sensible it made one's heart ache.
“Little glutton, you're so greedy, yet you're not eating a couple of pieces of meat.”
Chen Ping'an picked up two pieces of beef and placed them in Chen Er'ya's bowl.
“Brother… I don't need so much.”
Chen Er'ya looked at Chen Ping'an with pleading eyes.
Ever since Old Chen passed away, in order to pay off debts, their family rarely ate meat. When they occasionally did, most of it was left for Chen Ping'an to eat.
He was a male and needed to go to work during the day, which consumed a lot of physical energy. He needed to eat well to have strength.
“Eat when I tell you to eat.”
Chen Ping'an feigned fierceness.
“Don't worry, our family's life will get better. Soon, we'll be able to eat meat every meal!”
Seeing that Chen Er'ya was still hesitant and slow to pick up her chopsticks, Chen Ping'an added.
“What? You don't believe your brother?”
“I do.”
“If you do, then listen to your brother and eat quickly.”
“Mm.”
Chen Er'ya nodded heavily.
The Xiao Yatou buried her head and grunted as she ate her meal.
Halfway through eating, she didn't forget to remind Chen Ping'an.
“Brother, you eat too.”
“Mm, okay.”
Chen Ping'an responded and also began to eat his meal.
To be honest, he was indeed extremely hungry.
Inside the small courtyard, the aroma of food wafted. The occasional conversation between the siblings added a touch of warmth to the fragrance.
After dinner, Chen Ping'an and Chen Er'ya cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks together, wiped the table, and then moved the wooden table and stools into the house.
After a brief activity to allow the food in his stomach to fully digest, Chen Ping'an began his Iron Cloth practice again.
It was the same method, the same Cultivation technique.
He didn't know if it was because the first practice had injured him a bit, but this second practice, right from the start, felt like his body was faintly aching.
Chen Ping'an gritted his teeth and persevered.
Compared to the physical pain, what he cared more about was a life without hope.
He used his palms to continuously rub and pat his body with force.
His palms went numb, and his Qi and blood surged!
Again and again.
Within Chen Ping'an's sight, a "+1" character symbol finally flashed as he wished.
Name: Chen Ping'an
Realm: None
Martial Arts: Iron Cloth Not Entered (2/5)
......
Effort brings reward; this feeling is truly addictive!
