In the Body Refinent Stage, the first nine transformations primarily focus on increasing the quantity of strength.
However, the tenth transformation shifts its focus to refining the quality of strength—there is no further increase in raw power.
Strength originates from blood energy, and refining that strength consus a trendous amount of blood energy. If the blood energy cannot be replenished in ti, it not only delays the refinent process but also risks damaging the cultivator's foundational health.
The Blood Condensation Pill is specifically designed to replenish blood energy.
For outer disciples and even inner disciples, obtaining a Blood Condensation Pill is exceedingly difficult. Yet, for Chen Feng, these pills were available in unlimited supply.
After refining just one Blood Condensation Pill, Chen Feng felt his blood energy surging. A concentrated crimson glow emanated from his body, wrapping around his surface and growing progressively stronger.
As he circulated the Chaotic Heaven Technique, his strength underwent continuous refinent. Impurities were expelled, and the newborn strength, extracted from his blood energy, was repeatedly purified, leaving behind only the essence.
At that mont, a beam of sword light pierced through the clouds, landing on a cliff edge, where it transford into two figures.
One of them was Yang Tao, and the other was Li Xinyue.
Li Xinyue still looked dazed, struggling to process everything that had happened today—it had left her stunned.
“Disciple, the Young Master is currently cultivating. I will first teach you the Primal Heaven Technique,” Yang Tao said to Li Xinyue.
“Yes, Master,” Li Xinyue replied, gradually regaining her composure.
“The Primal Heaven Technique is inferior to the Chaotic Heaven Technique but still much stronger than ordinary techniques,” Yang Tao explained briefly before diving into a detailed explanation of the thod and his personal insights into cultivation.
Li Xinyue listened intently, but unlike Chen Feng, she lacked the sa extraordinary aptitude and had to ask questions repeatedly.
Yang Tao, however, showed no impatience. He carefully explained the technique over and over until Li Xinyue finally grasped its fundantals.
He then handed her Primordial Essence Pills and Blood Condensation Pills.
“Bring your cultivation up to the peak of the ninth transformation, then convert your strength into the Primal Heaven Strength. After that, circulate your strength through the Greater Circulation of Energy to break through to the tenth transformation of Body Refinent,” Yang Tao instructed. “If you wish to grow alongside the Young Master and beco his companion and follower, you must at least have the foundation of the tenth transformation.”
“Yes,” Li Xinyue solemnly replied.
The sudden change in her status was overwhelming, but she quickly adapted to her new role.
By the ti Chen Feng completed his cultivation and woke up, it was already evening.
Inside his body, his purified and incredibly potent strength flowed steadily, circulating throughout him. Wherever it passed, Chen Feng felt his muscles tremble and his skin tighten, as if filled to the brim with overwhelming power. He also experienced an excruciating sensation, as if his body might tear apart under the pressure.
“Master, I've completed the second refinent of my strength, but my body feels like it's about to burst,” Chen Feng said to Wang Yuandao, who stood quietly nearby.
“I forgot—you don’t have an innate divine constitution. Yours is a mortal body, and its capacity for handling refined strength is limited,” Wang Yuandao said, pausing for a mont before sighing. “A mortal body can only endure one or two refinents. A spiritual-grade divine constitution can handle three to five refinents, whereas a king-grade divine constitution can endure six to eight refinents. A sacred-grade divine constitution can undergo the full nine refinents. While your comprehension and pill absorption rival that of a divine constitution, you are ultimately not a true divine being.”
“Master, surely you have a solution for this, right?” Chen Feng asked.
“Indeed,” Wang Yuandao replied without hesitation. He wasn’t one to beat around the bush and nodded. “Originally, I planned to delay your body refinent training, but now it seems I have no choice but to accelerate the process.”
“In our sect’s Chaotic Heaven Dao Canon, there is a body refinent technique called the Chaotic Heaven Battle Body. Over the generations, the ancestors of Absolute Sword Peak modified it by integrating swordsmanship to create the Chaotic Heaven Sword Body,” Wang Yuandao explained with calm precision. “Both techniques consist of nine levels and have their unique strengths. Cultivating the Chaotic Heaven Sword Body allows your Chaotic Heaven Strength to transform into Chaotic Heaven Sword Strength, which is more suitable for sword cultivators. However, mastering the Sword Body makes reaching the Dao Integration stage more difficult compared to the Battle Body.”
“Which one do you choose?”
“Chaotic Heaven Sword Body,” Chen Feng answered decisively without a hint of hesitation.
“I respect your decision,” Wang Yuandao said before imparting the cultivation thod for the Chaotic Heaven Sword Body. Chen Feng morized it after hearing it just once, fully comprehending its intricate mysteries.
“The cultivation of the Chaotic Heaven Sword Body requires external assistance,” Wang Yuandao said as he waved his hand. A three-ter-tall cauldron appeared before him. He began tossing various precious herbs into the cauldron, each radiating divine light in different colors, exuding a rich dicinal fragrance.
Wang Yuandao then produced a jade-green bottle and poured its contents into the cauldron. The liquid shimred like a flowing river of stars.
With another wave of his hand, flas sprang to life beneath the cauldron. The intense heat was so overwhelming that even from several ters away, Chen Feng felt as if he were being roasted alive.
Inside the cauldron, the liquid boiled furiously, and the dicinal herbs dissolved, releasing an even stronger aroma.
“Take off your clothes and enter the cauldron to cultivate the Chaotic Heaven Sword Body,” Wang Yuandao commanded.
Chen Feng’s face turned pale.
This kind of heat—was his master planning to cook him into a dicinal stew? Was he the main ingredient?
“Hurry!” Wang Yuandao urged.
Clenching his teeth, Chen Feng stripped off his clothes and leaped into the cauldron. Instantly, the scorching heat enveloped him entirely. He thought he caught a whiff of roasted at—his own flesh—and it reminded him of a dicinal stew he had eaten in the past.
The searing heat burned not only his skin and muscles but also his bones and internal organs.
The pain was unbearable, yet under the influence of the Divine Creation Talisman, Chen Feng couldn’t lose consciousness. He remained fully awake, enduring what felt like hell on earth.
Wang Yuandao flicked his fingers, sending streams of sword energy into the cauldron. These threads of energy rged with the boiling dicinal liquid and seeped into Chen Feng’s pores.
Pain.
An excruciating new level of pain, as if countless needles were stabbing into him, carving through his body like blades and tearing him apart from the inside.
Chen Feng couldn’t help but let out a pained howl.
“Circulate the Chaotic Heaven Sword Body technique!” Wang Yuandao’s cold voice broke through the agony like a thunderclap.
Fighting through the searing pain and the sensation of being torn apart, Chen Feng began circulating the technique. With the help of the Divine Creation Talisman, his control over his body reached unprecedented levels.
The chaotic and destructive energies within him, fueled by the dicinal liquid, soon beca orderly and refined. They transford from chaotic mobs into disciplined soldiers, ticulously tempering every part of his body.
The pain gradually subsided.
Noticing this, Wang Yuandao relaxed and smiled faintly.
“He exceeded my expectations,” Wang Yuandao thought, his eyes gleaming with renewed hope. “Perhaps it’s possible after all—to cultivate a Transcendent Realm expert within ten years to inherit Absolute Sword Peak.”
Ti passed slowly.
Inside the cauldron, Chen Feng entered a ditative state. A blazing and sharp energy coursed through his body, refining his flesh, muscles, bones, and even his blood. Every part of his being was tempered to perfection.
He absorbed the dicinal energy without pause.
Through a thousand temperings, his body beca as tough as steel.
...
anwhile, on Sky Azure Peak, one of the twelve main peaks of the Chaotic Heaven Sect, the elder Ye Yunqi completed his breakthrough to the tenth transformation.
As Ye Yunqi marveled at his achievent, he thought of Chen Feng.
“Though you’ve beco a disciple of a Peak Lord, that Peak Lord is a dying man. How can you compare to ?”
With that, Ye Yunqi approached his master, a black-robed elder, with a request:
“Master, I have a grudge against a fellow sect mber who is likely on Absolute Sword Peak. I request your permission to resolve it.”
“Very well,” the black-robed elder replied with a sharp glint in his eyes. “Challenge him according to sect rules and settle your grudge.”
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