188: Continue to play music and dance!

The moment he saw the entry,

Han Lie was deep in thought.

It was known that his normal cultivation speed wasn't significantly faster than other prodigies; his strength lay in his unconventional cultivation methods.

Therefore,

how was the cultivation speed of the current entry determined?

Was it based on his normal cultivation speed, or on his cultivation speed while observing the Breathing Method?

As he pondered, a flash of inspiration struck Han Lie.

It was also known that

all of his current entry effects were cumulative and mutually reinforcing.

So, if he were to observe the Universe of Myriad Races while also engaging in other activities, would that work too?

With that thought, he decided to give it a try.

There was absolutely no malicious intent, nor was it an exposure of his preferences. He lifted Ji Nu entirely and, without explanation, pressed her against the railing.

He whispered softly in her ear:

“Think of a way to make us invisible to those below, but allow us to see them!”

“....O-Okay...Okay!”

Ji Xinxiang had never been treated like this before. Her face was so flushed it looked like it might bleed. Despite possessing earth-shattering power, she felt terrifyingly weak, allowing the person behind her to do as he pleased.

“—Buzz!”

In the end, it was Lü Nu, blushing and tensing her body behind him, who used her transcendent power to form an invisible membrane at the boundary.

And so,

she saw her sister, whom she had once idolized and who was like an Empress in everyone's hearts, pressed against the membrane... doing something she couldn't bear to watch.

“Oh, right!”

Han Lie felt no psychological burden, for everyone before him couldn't escape.

And it just goes to show how amazing the entries were.

Originally,

he, a Fifth-Order, facing a Ten-Order Immortal,

was like a child encountering a thirty-year-old mature woman—aside from getting drool all over himself, he couldn't do anything at all.

However,

with the boost from the entries, it was different.

He grew stronger and more courageous with each battle.

Forget Ten-Order Immortals,

even if it was a God, as long as it was female,

he could handle it.

During a pause, he looked back and instructed:

“Go, don’t just stand there!”

“Call the people below!”

“Keep the music and dancing going!!”

“......Huh?”

Shen Ling felt this world was too absurd, but it was also a good opportunity to go out and get some fresh air. She quickly went to execute Han Lie's command and returned swiftly.

She dared not delay, because both by the rules and her own psychology, she now only wanted and could only be an obedient servant.

And upon entering the room,

the other two women had already joined in; calling it a garden of spring colors wouldn't be an exaggeration. With a glance from Han Lie, she understood.

She couldn't escape.

.....................

“Why is Han Lie’s perspective black?”

Martial God Zhang was quite puzzled.

“Black?”

Jijiang, however, didn't think much of it. “Why do I feel it’s yellow?”

“Huh?” Martial God Zhang was slightly taken aback.

Jijiang didn't explain further, merely shrugging slightly. She knew Han Lie too well; she knew his character.

She had been puzzled yesterday.

Why hadn't Han Lie handled that massage woman? Could he resist such temptation?

But then she understood.

Han Lie would never let his lower body control his mind without ensuring safety. She figured the results he got today had given him full security, and now it was time for him to show his true colors.

“What a scoundrel!”

Jijiang commented truthfully.

“What?”

Martial God Zhang was stunned again.

“Nothing, nothing...” Jijiang quickly explained: “I mean Han Lie, he’s like the rising sun, giving everyone infinite hope, he’s a good kid!”

“Ah....” Martial God Zhang nodded in agreement. “Yes, only Han Lie’s strength makes everyone feel at ease. It seems there shouldn’t be any problems now; he should be able to proceed smoothly!”

At the same time,

the other Universe of Myriad Races, after accepting the brutal slaughter of their own prodigies, began to return to the main topic.

“Why is Han Lie so strong?!”

It was the same old question.

But it had to be discussed.

For example, the God-Demon Clan was now completely doubting their lives; all the grand elders within the clan felt their CPUs were about to smoke.

“A strength amplification index of ten thousand?!”

“What does that even mean?!”

“Damn it, Demon War only has an index of just over a hundred, which means Han Lie’s strength amplification is a hundred times that of Demon War’s!!”

“And it’s known that Demon War, cultivating with all his might, can break through a martial arts realm in about three to five months. If he has opportunities, his cultivation speed is even faster!!”

“Take the Town Boundary Tower right now, where rules permeate everywhere. Cultivating here would definitely be like adding wings to a tiger.

But limited by the Nu Clan’s bewitchment, even the firmest cultivation will be affected. So, even if his daily strength increase can only reach 0.05%,”

“Then Han Lie is a hundred times that?”

“Increasing by 5% every day?!!!”

“And at the low-level martial artist stage, for the human race, according to investigations,

when they break through from Fifth-Order to Sixth-Order,

their accumulation reaches about 210%, and they can prepare to break through to the next realm.

In other words, Han Lie could break through a realm in about forty days under these circumstances?”

“Is this possible?”

The grand elders of the God-Demon Clan did a quick calculation and found the matter too preposterous.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Someone said:

“I think the calculation of this index must have a coefficient we don’t know about; we can’t simply look at it proportionally. However, Han Lie having such a terrifying index indicates that his strength growth rate is beyond what Demon War can compare to!!”

“Unclear....”

Someone shook their head, “Just as the rules state, all interpretation rights belong to him. But didn’t Han Lie just advance to Fifth-Order not long ago? We’ll know when he reaches Sixth-Order!”

“Right, right!”

Everyone nodded slightly upon hearing this.

“When he reaches Sixth-Order, we’ll be able to calculate his specific cultivation speed, and roughly see if his so-called enjoyment during the day is actually cultivation!!”

The grand elders of the God-Demon Clan were not as stubborn as the common folk; they had already begun to waver.

Because Han Lie’s performance had exceeded their understanding.

Without something unorthodox, it really couldn’t be explained.

They were already wondering,

if Han Lie could truly achieve legitimate cultivation goals through those improper forms of entertainment.

Now, they were trying to verify it.

If Han Lie could maintain this cultivation speed,

it would prove that his cultivation achievements today weren't through some “burst” methods, which would mean he could truly cultivate at all times.

Through those outrageous methods.

“But if that’s truly the case,”

an elder’s voice was faint.

“Then the heavens are truly about to change.....”

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