Chapter 163: Chapter 109: Twelve Forms Fist’s Third Limit Break, Ghost Shadow Illusionary Body Step’s Great Success! A Crisis During Late-Night Corpse Handling
He hadn’t reaped many benefits, but he had gained a large amount of Spiritual Essence, so it wasn’t a complete loss.
Chu Fan had a nagging feeling that a greater storm was brewing beneath this seeming calm.
But he didn’t know where this storm would come from...
’The three major gangs are at war within Cyan Yang Ancient City, and the Four Great Clans are hunting the Moon Worship Sect. Isn’t that storm big enough?’
’If there was an even bigger storm, it would have to be the Moon Worship Sect’s doing.’
Chu Fan had considered going out at night to gather information, but the thought of the slaughter among those at the Mortal Transformation level made him reconsider.
’Steady now. Don’t get reckless.’
He wouldn’t necessarily lose a head-on confrontation with someone in the Entering the Realm of Strength now.
But he stood no chance against an expert at the Mortal Transformation level.
After all, while he knew a little about the Entering the Realm of Strength, he knew next to nothing about Mortal Transformation.
The most urgent task was to improve his strength.
Chu Fan took a deep breath and opened his eyes.
After an hour in the medicinal bath, the fatigue from his arduous training in the Twelve Forms Fist had completely vanished.
’This afternoon, I should be able to achieve the Third Limit Break with the Twelve Forms Fist.’
’It’s just that with such arduous training, I’m afraid I won’t be able to break through to the Bone Tempering Realm today.’
[Spiritual Essence: 365]
[Pollution Level: 6/100]
[Cultivation: Fourth Stage of Foundation Establishment, Bone Tempering 98%]
[Technique: Twelve Forms Fist (Second Limit Break (4435/4500) (Traits: Vajra Iron Fist, Vajra Iron Leg))]
[Technique: Ninefold Thunder Shock Saber (Great Success) Progress: (1435/1500) (Trait: None)]
[Technique: Ghost Shadow Illusionary Body Step (Small Success) Progress: (598/600) (Trait: None)]
[Technique: Extreme Night Cold Prison Hand (First Limit Break 2107/2500) (Trait: Bone-Penetrating Cold Attack)]
Chu Fan stared at the panel, a complicated look in his eyes.
Just yesterday, his Pollution Level had increased by another point.
He didn’t understand where this Pollution Level had come from.
The Spiritual Mechanism from that Primordial Vein Marrow Fruit was far weaker than the half-stalk of wild mountain ginseng he’d gotten from Zhao Tianxing. There was no way it could have increased his Pollution Level by a full point.
’If a single Vermilion Fruit raised it by one point, wouldn’t a Martial Artist only be able to eat a hundred of them in their entire life?’
’No...’
’If it really rose by one point per fruit, by the time someone ate sixty or seventy, they would probably descend into madness and undergo Demonic Transformation.’
’That’s impossible!’
Both Martial Artists and ordinary people desperately sought after Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.
If a Treasure Plant were to appear in Hundred Herbs Hall, a crowd of Noble Family Members would fight like mad for it. If eating one really increased the Pollution Level by a point, who would still dare to eat them?
’But if that one point of Pollution Level wasn’t from the Primordial Vein Marrow Fruit, then what was the cause?’
He hadn’t even practiced the Nine Blood Soul Blades much over the past few days.
Resigned, Chu Fan shifted his attention from "Pollution Level" to the "Bone Tempering 98%" entry.
After he ate the Primordial Vein Marrow Fruit, his Bone Tempering progress had indeed skyrocketed.
He had made more progress in seven days than in the previous twenty-odd days, and a breakthrough was just around the corner.
However, to break through to the Bone Tempering Realm, he needed to condense eighteen wisps of Qi Blood Power.
He was now just two wisps short.
The only thing was, condensing Qi Blood Power had to be done when one’s own Qi and Blood were at their peak, or else it would likely fail.
But he had already spent the entire morning in arduous training, all to achieve the Third Limit Break for his Twelve Forms Fist.
If he trained the Twelve Forms Fist again this afternoon, he would have to wait until tomorrow to condense the last two wisps of Qi Blood Power.
The medicinal properties of the herbs in the wooden tub had been completely absorbed...
Chu Fan soaked for another moment before getting up, dressing, and walking out into the courtyard.
He was filled with anticipation... eager to see what Trait the Third Limit Break of his Twelve Forms Fist would grant him.
’If this limit break gives my torso the Vajra Indestructible Trait, my physical strength will be enough to crush anyone below the Mortal Transformation level!’
’Then, I’ll be able to try cultivating the Demon Dragon Celestial Spirit Scripture, too.’
Chu Fan stood in the center of the courtyard, his posture relaxed and eyes gently closed. His breathing was long and deep, as if he had become one with the world around him.
The next moment, he moved...
There was no earth-shattering opening stance. His body simply trembled slightly, and an indescribable aura naturally began to emanate from him.
He had already broken the limit of the Twelve Forms Fist twice, cultivating it to an unprecedented level and surpassing even the limits its creator could have imagined...
To him, the Fist Technique was no longer a simple set of skills. He had perceived in it a trace of something close to an expression of the ’Dao’.
The fist has no intent; the intent has no intent.
Within this lack of intent lies true intent!
When a Fist Technique returns to its purest form, even a simple punch moves in harmony with nature.
He began with the Dragon Form. His body stretched like a soaring dragon ascending to the heavens. Power flowed through his spine, vertebra by vertebra, as an invisible presence rose up around him. The surrounding air seemed to thicken, and the faint sound of wind and thunder echoed within it.
This wasn’t Primordial Qi, but a phenomenon triggered purely by his physical strength and Fist Intent.
He transitioned to the Tiger Form, moving like a fierce tiger unleashed, his pounces and lunges filled with a terrifying, ferocious power.
He wasn’t deliberately exerting his full force, yet with each pounce and sweep, the sharp wind kicked up dust from the ground, and a deep pop echoed through the air.
The Bear Form was stable, like a steadfast mountain. It appeared clumsy, but it concealed the power to uproot trees.
Every slow movement guided the Qi and Blood in his body, making it surge like a great river!
The Serpent Form was cunning. His body twisted, supple as if boneless, yet murderous intent was hidden within its coiling and winding movements.
His fingertips whistled sharply as they cut through the air!
The Eagle Form was sharp and fierce, his hands like talons—powerful and ruthless.
Each peck and grab seemed capable of tearing the night sky, creating a sharp, piercing whistle!
...
The Twelve Forms flowed from him effortlessly and without end. Form and intent were one, having long since broken past the confines of fixed stances.
He even wove in moves from the Extreme Night Cold Prison Hand!
His movements were at times fierce and explosive, and at others soft and deceptively fluid, perfectly blending the essence and spirit of the twelve creatures into one.
「Over an hour later...」
CRACK!
Chu Fan threw a casual punch.
Fist Gang extended two meters from his fist, striking the air with the sound of a whipcrack.
