114: Middle Dantian!

From the perspective of a Perfection Realm cultivator, it was as easy as a university student watching a first-grader do addition and subtraction within ten. Zhang Ping'sboxing was full of flaws; every single one was so obvious and eye-catching, it was practically shattered!

“You have too many problems with your fighting. The first form…”

During the day, he Cultivated Body Tempering Cultivation Technique, and at night, he Cultivated Spells, occasionally “making” some calming tea and repairing qi gathering grass seeds.

The rest of the time, Jiang Hanwen was almost entirely immersed in Cultivation.

He started learning spear techniques the day before, familiarizing himself with them on the first day, reaching the standard Realm described in the book on the second day, and fully integrating them into his body on the third day.

With Cultivation Techniques, resources, bitter apricot fruit, and the Divine Breath True Scripture as cheats, there was a small change every three days and a significant change every ten days.

Jiang Hanwen's strength soared like a rocket.

The days of peaceful Cultivation were blissful and passed in the blink of an eye.

Summer turned to winter, and five years later, on a summer noon.

Wielding a halberd, Jiang Hanwen finished the last form, “Overlord Lifts the Cauldron,” in the courtyard.

“Bang!”

The halberd struck the ground heavily, and a powerful force shot through the steel handle.

Dust billowed, and a huge recoil immediately followed.

“Clang!”

The steel, as thick as a baby's forearm, was snapped in half.

A half-foot-long, snow-white spear tip spun out a sharp blade light, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh ~ flying towards Jiang Hanwen's neck like an airplane propeller.

Jiang Hanwen closed his eyes, immersed in the final form.

Just as the blade light was less than three inches from his neck, a metallic-sheened palm grabbed the spear tip and, with a 'swoosh,' flung it out, leaving a crevice of unknown depth in the ground.

This was the Shattering Gold Finger, using Gold Spiritual Qi for protection, making his hands comparable to fine iron.

Three breaths later, Jiang Hanwen opened his eyes, and a crimson blood-light flashed before him, as if a tiger had roared, causing even the air to ripple.

“Swish!”

Jiang Hanwen's figure disappeared.

The next second.

“Plop!”

In the prepared pool nearby, perfect splashes gurgled up.

Immediately after.

“Boom~”

The Thick Wall Spell activated, and two mud walls, one on the left and one on the right, like fingers interlaced in a fist, firmly sealed the pool, concealing everything.

Jiang Hanwen sat cross-legged, his palms resting on his knees, like a Buddha statue, slowly sinking into the blood-red water.

This time, the water was as rich as blood, a full four zhang deep and one zhang wide, brewed from Spiritual Plants bought for thirteen thousand silver taels, truly a river of Qi and blood.

A strange vibration emanated from Jiang Hanwen's body, and a one-foot shadow, entirely condensed from Qi and blood, detached and swirled above his head.

If anyone familiar were to see it, they would notice that the shadow's swirling movements above his head were regular and powerful, closely related to the Body Tempering Cultivation Techniques he had learned in the past, whether it was a sharp sword technique or a fierce fist technique.

Whether it was the broad, powerful movements of a rigid style or the subtle, coiling shifts of a needle hidden in cotton, he performed them with ease.

Furthermore, after each form was practiced, the next Cultivation Technique surprisingly retained subtle traces of the previous one. In the end, what was clearly a sword technique was danced with the heavy pauses of a great saber, and nimble footwork transformed into rapid spinning.

Each time a Cultivation Technique was swirled, a streak of crimson was absorbed into Jiang Hanwen's body.

From noon to evening, it took a full three hours. With the final form of Tai Chi settling.

“Crack~”

A faint sound of an eggshell cracking came from Jiang Hanwen's chest.

The surging blood-red water in the pool, like a wanderer finding his home, rushed in, all pouring into Jiang Hanwen's chest.

“Ugh!”

As if a spear was slowly thrust into his chest, Jiang Hanwen gritted his teeth, pained into opening his eyes, revealing a pair of blood-red pupils.

Ever since he used the bitter apricot fruit to Cultivate Body Tempering Cultivation Technique and increase his Foundation, he had discovered that something in his chest wanted to come out.

Later, the more he Cultivated, the more Spiritual Plants he consumed, yet his physical strength and other aspects did not increase.

At that time, he guessed that his disappearing Qi and blood had likely gone to fill a bottomless pit.

When this bottomless pit was filled, perhaps there would be a different Breakthrough.

Thus, although he had finished learning all Cultivation Techniques two years ago, comprehending them to the Perfection Realm, and had learned all Spells, even achieving Perfection in his Immaculate Body, he could have descended the mountain.

But Jiang Hanwen did not stop; he continued to work diligently, spending ninety percent of his time on Body Tempering and familiarization. The resources expended were immense; the more than two thousand silver taels he earned each month could not keep up, and even his golden bed was cut by more than half.

Finally, he waited until today.

“Ah!”

Veins bulged, teeth clenched, Jiang Hanwen trembled all over from the pain. Something in his chest wanted to come out, and his entire skeleton felt like it was about to fall apart.

Under the extreme pain, Jiang Hanwen was unclear whether a quarter of an hour, an hour, or even a day had passed.

The tearing sensation gradually subsided, followed by a scorching torrent that surged from his chest, flowing into his limbs and bones.

After suffering comes joy. Every muscle, every inch of bone groaned in comfort, like a long-parched farmland receiving a dense and abundant spring rain.

Jiang Hanwen could feel this warm current absorbing external nutrients and nourishing his body, warm and so comfortable!

After half an hour.

The blood-red pool water continuously lightened, and visibility gradually reached five or six feet.

Jiang Hanwen took out over three thousand bloodline grass from his storage ring and crushed them. The lightened blood-red pool water once again became half a shade darker.

After a while, the pool water continued to lighten.

Jiang Hanwen again took out Spiritual Plants, crushed them, and closed his eyes, enjoying the nourishment.

Absorb—crush—absorb—crush—

The depth of the blood pool's color fluctuated like ocean waves until Jiang Hanwen's stock in his storage ring was almost depleted, and the transformation finally ended.

The warm current attached to his body returned to his chest, coiling into a pure crimson pool, like a gemstone, quietly resting in his Middle Dantian, the Tanzhong acupoint.

This... this was his missing Qi and blood, which had forcefully opened up his Middle Dantian!

Moreover, his Lower Dantian, where he stored Spiritual Qi and which had reached its limit, after being nourished, had forcefully expanded tenfold, from one zhang to ten zhang!

Gulp~

Jiang Hanwen swallowed. This was not just a surprise; it was almost a shock. It was too damn right!

The book clearly stated that before Breakthrough to the Condensing Spring Realm, everyone's Dantian was capped at one zhang. Only after Condensing Spring would the Dantian re-expand to ten zhang!

If he had ten zhang in the Qi Induction Realm, wouldn't it be a hundred zhang in the Condensing Spring Realm?

Ecstasy filled his heart. Jiang Hanwen grinned. The money and effort he had spent these past few years were not wasted; it was a huge profit. This Foundation was excellent!

Next, let him check his Qi and blood.

Condense!

With a thought, Jiang Hanwen's Qi and blood instantly formed a three-inch-thick armor on his body's surface.

Blade!

The next second, Qi and blood condensed in his palm into a fiery red circular moon-back saber... After playing for a while, Jiang Hanwen roughly understood the function of Qi and blood.

It was roughly similar to Spiritual Qi, but the controllability of Qi and blood was one hundred percent. Whatever he thought, it would do, capable of both offense and defense.

Compared to Spiritual Qi, the advantage of Qi and blood was that it contained his martial Dao will, usable for tracking, sealing, and influencing people's wills, with many uses.

Currently, he could control Qi and blood within a three-zhang radius of his body. Any further, its power would sharply decline.

Similarly, its disadvantage was also fatal: compared to Spiritual Qi, the depletion of Qi and blood had to be replenished by eating, unlike Spiritual Qi, which could absorb the free Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth.