52: Chapter 52, The Indestructible Body, Fifth Level, Success!

Several bandits turned ashen-faced.

"Give, give, give! We'll give it all!"

The One-Eyed Dragon was the first to take off the Storage Ring on his hand, offering it up with trembling hands.

The others followed his example, scrambling to hand over all their possessions.

"Senior, it's… it's just this much. We brothers are truly poor!"

Zhao Ruoan took the few extremely poor-quality Storage Rings, swept them with his Divine Sense, and couldn't help but be amused.

They were indeed poor.

The spaces inside the few rings combined weren't even as big as the ring given to Lin Bingyao.

Inside, apart from a few hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones, there were only some Medicinal Pills for healing injuries and a few street-vendor-quality common Cultivation Techniques, not even a single decent Magical Artifact.

"Just this?" Zhao Ruoan raised an eyebrow.

"Senior, spare us! We really only have this little property!" The One-Eyed Dragon was almost crying.

"To show your sincerity, leave the set of clothes on your bodies as well," Zhao Ruoan added leisurely.

"Ah?"

All of them were dumbfounded.

"Ah what? The material of these clothes looks pretty good, and they can be exchanged for a bit of money," Zhao Ruoan said it as a matter of course.

"Hurry up, don't dawdle."

The One-Eyed Dragon and the others looked at each other, seeing despair on each other's faces.

They had run into a tough opponent; today, they wouldn't be able to leave without getting skinned alive.

Not daring to resist, they could only start shivering and undressing in the cool wind of the mountain forest.

Soon, five burly men wearing only close-fitting shorts hugged each other and shivered, the scene somewhat hard on the eyes.

"Alright, get lost." Zhao Ruoan waved his hand.

"Thank you, Senior, for sparing our lives! Thank you, Senior!"

As if granted a pardon, the few scuttled and crawled into the forest, running away without looking back, afraid that Zhao Ruoan would change his mind again.

Zhao Ruoan weighed the few rings in his hand and casually threw them into his storage space.

Even a mosquito's leg is meat.

He could also be considered to have experienced the joy of black-on-black robbery.

However, the predicament of these few bandits also gave him a clearer understanding of the bottom-tier Loose Cultivators in this world.

Without a Sect to back them up, without a stable supply of resources, wanting to stand out and get ahead was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Most people spent their entire lives spinning around the Pulse Condensation Realm and Spirit Gathering Realm, risking their lives for just a few Spirit Stones.

This was the mortal reality of the cultivation world.

He reined in his focus and continued walking toward the direction of the Qingxuan Sect.

Traveling about a hundred miles, a team on the official road ahead caught his attention.

On the team's flag was embroidered the cloud-patterned emblem of the Qingxuan Sect.

"Junior Fellow Apprentice Zhao!"

In the team, a middle-aged man wearing Elder attire spotted him, a look of joy on his face, and hurriedly flew over on the wind.

The person who came was none other than Elder Wang.

"Elder Wang." Zhao Ruoan cupped his fists in a salute.

"Junior Fellow Apprentice Ruoan, we've finally found you!" Elder Wang landed in front of him and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Where did you run off to these past few days? The Sect's transmission talisman couldn't reach you either. I thought something unexpected happened to you. If the Sect Head and Peak Revered Masters found out, they would definitely strip the skins off us Elders leading the team!"

Elder Wang was truly anxious.

This person was the precious darling of the Sect; if something happened to him during the trial led by him, this Elder needn't think about keeping his position.

"Troubling Elder to worry." Zhao Ruoan smiled apologetically.

"A few days ago, this Disciple mistakenly entered a leftover mansion; the Restrictions inside were special and isolated transmissions, which is why I didn't receive the Sect's news."

"A leftover mansion?" Upon hearing this, Elder Wang showed a knowing expression.

"Turns out you obtained an Opportunity, good thing, a good thing!"

He patted Zhao Ruoan on the shoulder.

"The Sect has urgent matters urging me back to handle them, so I won't travel with you. There are still two days left in the trial; pay attention to your own safety, and just return directly to the Sect after it ends."

"Yes, Disciple understands."

After Elder Wang finished giving instructions, he turned into a stream of light and hurried away.

Zhao Ruoan watched him leave and looked at the sky.

There were two days left in the trial.

He didn't plan to wander around aimlessly anymore either, preparing to find a place to properly digest this harvest.

Especially that "Tianxing Step", as well as his own skyrocketing cultivation, all needed time to settle and polish.

He found a secluded and dry cave in the nearby mountains, simply arranged a few warning Formations at the cave entrance using Sword Qi, and then sat cross-legged, entering the Cultivation state.

The "Great Dao Scripture" ran on its own, and the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi formed visible vortexes to the naked eye, crazily surging into his body.

At the same time, he split a portion of his mind and sank into his Sea of Consciousness, beginning to comprehend the Heaven Rank movement technique obtained from Elder Tianxing.

Besides that, he invested more energy into the tempering of his Physical Body.

His Body Refining Cultivation Technique was a supreme dharma door that came with the "Great Dao Scripture", named "Myriad Tribulations Undying Body".

This Cultivation Technique was divided into nine stages, with each stage allowing the Physical Body to undergo a heaven-overturning transformation.

Along with the operation of the Cultivation Technique, mysterious pitch-black ink-like lines began to emerge on the surface of Zhao Ruoan's skin. These lines intertwined and crisscrossed, finally faintly outlining a phantom of a black fierce tiger roaring in the mountain forest behind his back.

An overbearing, majestic, and primordial aura spread out from within his body.

Outside the cave, within a radius of ten miles.

All Yao Beasts that felt this aura, regardless of their grade, all prostrated on the ground, shivering, not even daring to breathe a single mouthful of thick air.

Time passed day by day.

The last day of the trial.

Inside the cave, the black lines all over Zhao Ruoan's body grew increasingly deep and solid, and the black fierce tiger phantom also changed from blurry to clear, resembling a living creature.

"Boom!"

The Qi and blood within his body, like a galloping river, emitted a muffled roar.

The Bottleneck broke in response to the sound.

""Myriad Tribulations Undying Body", Fifth Stage, Success!"

Zhao Ruoan slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath of foul air.

He could feel that his limbs and bones were filled with explosive power.

He stood up, loosened his muscles and bones, and casually threw a punch at the cave rock wall in front of him.

"Bang!"

A loud sound.

The hard rock wall several zhang thick in front of him was pierced through by a punch.

Dense cracks, centered on the fist print, rapidly spread toward the entire cave.

"Crack... Rumble..."

The entire cave began to shake violently.

Zhao Ruoan's figure flickered, executing the beginner-stage "Tianxing Step", turning into a residual shadow, and calmly retreated before the cave completely collapsed.

Looking at the cave behind him that had been razed to the ground, even he clicked his tongue in wonder.

The power of this punch was a bit outrageous.

Now, based solely on his Physical Body strength, he was probably able to match ordinary Spirit Sea Realm Late Stage Cultivators.

If his Spirit Sea Realm Peak cultivation, Fifth-Order Sword Intent, and numerous trump cards were also factored in—

His comprehensive combat strength had already infinitely approached the level of the Spirit Pill Realm.

From entering the Sect until now, it had been a mere two months.

Such terrifying progress, if spread out, would be enough to shock the entire Great Xia Dynasty.

" One day left， I will stop cultivating.."

Zhao Ruoan stretched lazily, in a great mood.

He planned to use the remaining time to wander around the Tianyao Mountain Range and scavenge for some rare Spirit Beasts and spirit plants.

After going back, it would be just right to make something delicious for Revered Master and Senior Sisters to improve their meals.

However, at the very moment he made up his mind and prepared to set off—

An unexpected change suddenly occurred!

"Rumble—!!!"

The entire Tianyao Mountain Range violently vibrated without any warning.

Following closely, a deafening loud noise came from the deepest part of the mountain range, echoing through heaven and earth.

Zhao Ruoan abruptly raised his head, looking in the direction the sound came from.

Only to see above that most core and most dangerous area, an incomparably thick blood-red pillar of light tore through the clouds, rose straight from the ground, and went straight to the horizon.

Within that pillar of light, it was filled with a tyrannical, evil, and ominous aura.

The entire sky was dyed into an eerie blood-red.

The Tianyao Mountain Range was in big trouble.