Ye Miyue: Wang Xian, You're Truly Amazing Breaking Through the Meridians Again, Your Power Soars

“You…what are you doing…” Ye Miyue panicked instantly.

“Don’t move.” Wang Xian’s expression was serious as he controlled Ye Miyue’s left hand and picked up another blade. “From now on, you’ll use the sword, and I’ll use the blade. No martial techniques—just basic skills for demonstration.”

“Consider this hand of yours as mine now.”

“Understand?”

Ye Miyue froze for a moment before nodding in dawning comprehension.

And so, just like that, Wang Xian held one of Ye Miyue’s hands, wielding the blade against her other hand, which gripped the sword.

Because they were so close, even though Ye Miyue had only removed one layer of clothing, Wang Xian could still feel the delicate curves of her back.

But he didn’t dwell on it.

As blade and sword clashed, Ye Miyue felt as if her other hand was no longer under her control.

A steady, powerful force continuously transmitted through Wang Xian’s palm.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Before long, the wooden sword in Ye Miyue’s hand was sent flying.

“This feeling…” Ye Miyue closed her eyes, as if immersed in it.

“Exactly.”

Wang Xian smiled faintly. “I think the key to executing this sword technique is not to assume your other hand is empty. Instead, you must imagine holding a sword in both hands.”

“Treat your hands as the duality of yin and yang. As the sword moves, the focus shifts between them, until finally, the two merge—only then can you instantly create a flurry of sword shadows.”

“I get it now!” Ye Miyue’s eyes flew open, her expression alight with excitement.

Wang Xian nodded, subtly brushing his fingers against Ye Miyue’s soft, jade-like hand before quietly stepping back to observe.

Before long, Ye Miyue effortlessly performed a complete set of the Dual Polarity Sword Technique.

“Such high comprehension.”

Wang Xian sighed in admiration.

She understood after just one explanation.

Of course, she might still be a step behind him…

This also explained why the school was so eager to have a seventh-realm grandmaster demonstrate and instruct.

In the path of martial arts,

those who reach the seventh-realm grandmaster level have usually dabbled in all kinds of techniques and disciplines.

For foundational martial arts like this,

a grandmaster-level expert only needed to give a few personal pointers, and the benefits would be immense.

Those with even slightly higher talent and comprehension could achieve breakthroughs on the spot.

Just imagine how much this could elevate the students.

But then again, asking a seventh-realm grandmaster to teach basic martial arts in a high school was like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

A complete waste of their time…

“Wang Xian!”

Ye Miyue’s eyes sparkled with delight, her smile as pure as a blooming white lotus. Overflowing with genuine admiration and joy, she couldn’t help but exclaim:

“You’re amazing!”

She never expected Wang Xian to possess such extraordinary talent in swordsmanship.

A technique she had studied and practiced multiple times—one he had never even seen before—yet he grasped it instantly just from her description!

If he actually dedicated himself to learning this sword technique, he’d probably master it after just one or two glances at the manual!

For a moment, she even felt foolish and slow in comparison.

“Why don’t you study the sword?”

“No interest.”

“Oh…”

Ye Miyue couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed.

With such incredible swordsmanship talent, yet choosing the blade instead…

Still, his blade skills were at the first tier—his aptitude wasn’t bad either…

“Are you performing on stage tomorrow?” Ye Miyue asked.

“No.”

Ye Miyue blinked, puzzled:

“Why? Your martial talent is so high… Why didn’t your class pick you?”

“If you had a grandmaster’s guidance… mastering a blade technique would be effortless! You could even join the martial arts elite class…”

He’d definitely earn a grandmaster’s favor!

“Probably because my innate vitality and overall fitness aren’t up to par,” Wang Xian said casually. “Our class has three slots—too many, and the other classes wouldn’t agree.”

Ye Miyue fell silent.

Only then did she remember Wang Xian’s low innate vitality and his two years as a struggling student.

“Alright, time for the massage.”

Wang Xian yawned and waved a hand.

“Mm.”

Ye Miyue nodded.

Suddenly, she lowered her head, fidgeting awkwardly without moving.

“What, changed your mind?”

“N-no.”

“Then…?”

Ye Miyue’s cheeks flushed deeper, her voice growing softer:

“I… I’m not feeling too comfortable… I want to go back first and come again later.”

“Go back for what? It’s almost seven. An hour for the massage, then some extra tutoring by eight, and you’ll be home by ten. If you go back and forth now, there won’t be enough time.”

“It’s not that… I just…”

Ye Miyue’s face burned red.

After eating, standing in stance, practicing fist forms, and training with the sword,

she was now drenched in sweat.

Sticky and uncomfortable all over—how could she possibly let him massage her like this?

Wouldn’t she just end up smearing sweat all over him?

“If you have a request, just say it.” Wang Xian maintained a straight face.

After a long hesitation, realizing that going back really would waste time, Ye Miyue finally whispered:

“I… I’d like to freshen up first…”

“Oh, that’s easy. I have a bathroom here. Fresh towels and toiletries too.”

“But… I don’t have a change of clothes.”

“Yes, you do. I have some clothes left behind by my mom.”

With that, Wang Xian walked to the storage room and handed Ye Miyue the clothes he had prepared in advance:

"If you need to change, use these. Don’t worry, they’re clean. I take them out to wash every now and then."

Ye Miyue took a look.

A short JK-style skirt, paired with black stockings.

Her face flushed red:

"Your mom used to wear this?"

"She wore it when she was young. What’s wrong with that? Everyone has their youthful days."

"But… this is clearly brand new…"

"You talk too much. Want to back out now? Either give me the massage right away or go freshen up and change into this."

If it had been when she first arrived, Ye Miyue would have refused outright.

But now, things were different…

"……"

Little girl.

A free meal doesn’t come easy.

My guidance isn’t free either.

Ye Miyue said nothing, clutching the outfit with a mix of frustration and resignation as she headed into the bathroom.

Seeing this, Wang Xian couldn’t help but smirk.

Told you.

No matter how much you cover up, what’s the point?

Once you’re in my home, what you wear is up to me.

The sound of running water echoed from the bathroom.

Drip after drip.

It couldn’t help but stir a flicker of anticipation in Wang Xian.

He returned to the bedroom and took out the bottle of Essence Water gifted by Little Xi.

"Just how wealthy is Little Xi’s family…?"

In this day and age, something like this should be reserved for exclusive supply.

A premium resource meant for high-level martial artists.

Nearly impossible to find on the open market.

"With this, I can open at least five of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians…"

In traditional martial cultivation, the Meridian-Opening Method not only demands high proficiency from the practitioner but also requires an immense amount of refined energy for the breakthrough.

The previous bottle of nutrient paste contained just enough energy to barely open the shortest meridian.

This Essence Water, however, was worth a thousand times more.

Opening a few of the more troublesome meridians would be more than enough.

Used skillfully, even the notoriously difficult Ren and Du meridians might not be out of reach.

Wang Xian took out the massage ointment Ye Miyue had brought—something she had gotten from the martial arts school.

Naturally, he had informed the school about the home massage arrangement.

After all, the payment was being processed through them to Ye Miyue.

He opened the small bottle, and a surge of dense energy wafted out.

Taking a deep breath, he carefully dripped a few drops onto the ointment.

This Essence Water couldn’t be applied directly to the skin for external use.

There were only a few dozen drops in total.

Mixing it with a topical ointment for absorption through the skin was the most efficient method.

So, combining it with the massage ointment and letting it seep into the body through massage was a gentle yet effective approach.

Alternatively, soaking in a bath would work just as quickly.

In fact, given its overwhelming energy concentration, it could even be used for direct meridian breakthrough without any massage at all.

But with Ye Miyue here, Wang Xian naturally wouldn’t opt for a bath.

Why skip the massage when it was available?

Before long.

The bathroom door opened, and Wang Xian turned to look, his eyes instantly lighting up.

The freshly bathed girl stood there, her flawless cheeks still glistening with a faint mist, her eyes shimmering with a delicate, alluring dampness.

The snug white top, slightly too small, strained against her curves, outlining every contour.

The high-waisted pleated skirt accentuated her slender waist perfectly—slim and graceful, as if it could be encircled by a single hand.

Her straight legs were sheathed in black stockings of just the right shade, neither too dark nor too light.

Since they ended just above the knees, a stretch of snow-white thigh peeked out.

Ye Miyue shuffled forward awkwardly, one hand tugging at the hem of her skirt, trying in vain to cover that tantalizing sliver of flawless skin.

But given the fit, her efforts were futile.

If anything, her bashful demeanor only added to the outfit’s innocent yet seductive charm.

Enough to set pulses racing.

"Perfect. It suits you well."

Wang Xian was thoroughly pleased with the sizing he had chosen.

Ye Miyue was too embarrassed to speak.

The top was tighter than her work uniform, and the skirt was far too short…

There was no way she’d ever wear something like this outside.

"Alright, let’s begin."

Wang Xian pulled out a sketched diagram—a life-sized outline of his own body, marked with the key acupressure points corresponding to his meridians. He didn’t bother explaining.

Even if she pressed slightly off-target, it wouldn’t matter.

He knew a traditional martial technique to shift his acupoints at will.

When it came to his own physiology, Wang Xian understood it inside out.

Thanks to her previous experience, Ye Miyue got into the rhythm quickly.

Though… the outfit made it hard to focus.

Still, her professionalism soon took over, and she fell into the groove.

Before long.

Waves of pure, potent energy, guided by Ye Miyue’s firm and precise massage, seeped into every critical juncture of his meridians.

The once-blocked pathways, like clogged pipes untouched for years, were instantly cleared.

Amidst the searing pain came surges of exhilarating relief, leaving Wang Xian inwardly exhilarated.

"Never had the chance to use something this good for meridian breakthrough in my past life…"

This Essence Water wasn’t just condensed natural energy.

During its refinement, it had been infused with extracts from rare spirit herbs, their essence distilled into perfection.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t be so expensive.

One meridian after another was being unblocked.

Faintly, a series of subtle sounds seemed to emanate from his body.

Ye Miyue, engrossed in her work, didn’t notice much of this.

She only felt that Wang Xian’s body seemed to grow increasingly solid…

It didn’t seem like his physical strength was merely at 0.6.

Unblocking meridians wouldn’t actually boost vitality by much.

Only by cultivating spirit veins through spiritual sha (spiritual energy) could one experience an explosive surge in vitality.

But this time, due to the presence of Yuan Crystal Water, every unblocked meridian allowed the liquid to disperse through Wang Xian’s limbs and entire body, naturally enhancing his vitality.

The process lasted a full hour and a half.

Only after the Yang Heel Meridian and Yin Linking Meridian—two full meridians—were unblocked did Ye Miyue finally collapse from exhaustion.

“That was amazing!”

Wang Xian, brimming with energy, sprang to his feet.

In contrast, Ye Miyue lay limp by the bedside, looking utterly drained, as if weathered by a storm.

She had no strength left at all.

She couldn’t understand why, despite Wang Xian’s vitality being measured at less than 0.6, his body felt so taxing to work on.

Especially certain areas that seemed to conceal a hint of explosive power?

Of course, she didn’t know.

One of Wang Xian’s spirit veins, the Yang Linking Meridian, was saturated with potent spiritual energy. Once unleashed, its force would be terrifying.

Now, with two new meridians unblocked—though not on par with spirit veins—they had been tempered by Yuan Crystal Water.

They were thick, wide, and robust!

“My vitality must be close to 1 now…”

Wang Xian marveled inwardly.

Yuan Crystal Water was truly a treasure!

Just a simple meridian unblocking had brought such a significant boost.

And he had only used a few drops.

Ye Miyue’s face flushed pink as she struggled to sit up, turning her head away to avoid looking directly at Wang Xian.

But perhaps due to exhaustion, she barely rose before her legs gave way, nearly sending her to the floor.

Wang Xian reacted swiftly, catching her arm.

Their eyes met briefly before Ye Miyue, with sudden energy, averted her watery gaze and hurried out of the bedroom:

“It’s getting late. I should go.”

“What’s the rush? I’ll walk you. Also, change your clothes first.”

Wang Xian handed her a proper school uniform. “You don’t want to go out dressed like that, do you?”

“…”

“You did this on purpose! You had suitable clothes all along and still made me wear this!”

An indignant voice came from the living room.

“I have too many clothes at home. I couldn’t find them earlier.”

“You—”

“Just put this on. That outfit of yours is only for wearing here with me.”

“……”

And so, time passed in a flash.

The next day arrived.

Wang Xian strode into school, refreshed and invigorated.

At the entrance, his eyes landed on the classic red banner stretched above the gate:

[Welcome Master Bai to Our School for Martial Arts Guidance…]

He chuckled and walked inside.