High Martial: I Grind Professions

Chapter 200: Chapter 152: Combined Chapter

Lv11 [Absolute Focus] activated instantly. His sea of consciousness became clear and empty, and the power of his Primordial Spirit was drawn out in sync, acting like the most precise radar network to sense every subtle fluctuation of lightning in the space.

RUMBLE!

Countless ancient Arrays inlaid in the walls, ceiling, and floor activated in an instant.

The viscous, ink-blue lightning plasma seemed to possess a life of its own. It howled as it converged into ferocious Thunder Serpents, which coiled around a thick, incandescent white pillar of lightning and smashed down with world-destroying ferocity.

In that instant, Li Wen’s figure was utterly consumed by the rampant electrical light.

This time, the ”lightning plasma” was even harder to tame. It possessed a strong corrosive and viscous nature, and it frantically battered the newly formed Divine Power circulation of the Sixth Layer, threatening to tear apart and dissolve the very foundation he had just stabilized.

Even with Li Wen’s current physique, his meridians and flesh were instantly wracked with the excruciating pain of being repeatedly pierced by a billion steel needles while simultaneously being corroded by a potent acid.

But Li Wen’s Primordial Spirit remained perfectly calm.

Under [Absolute Focus], his immense Spiritual Power acted like a master traffic controller, precisely guiding his surging Super Martial Artist-level qi and blood to carve out the optimal path through the countless fissures in the violent energy.

He forcibly bound and guided each wisp of destructive lightning plasma, forcing it to follow the trajectory set by his Heart Method to be tempered, compressed, and fused.

Amidst their screams of agony, every one of his cells was reborn, becoming more resilient and nurturing an even greater power.

With each completed circulation, a small portion of the ink-blue lightning was tamed, transforming into a deep and powerful blue imprint in the depths of his god-devil foundation.

...

Time flowed by like a stream, slipping away quietly as he cultivated.

The calendar turned to December 28th.

A special notification tone from his watch shattered the morning tranquility of the villa’s training room.

Li Wen had just finished a round of morning blade practice, white steam rising from his body. He picked up his watch to check the message.

It was a video message from his mother, Wang Juan, accompanied by a red envelope icon.

”Xiaowen, happy birthday! You’re nineteen! Remember to eat something nice since you’re over there by yourself. Don’t just focus on your training. Your health is the most important thing!”

In the video, his mother wore a warm smile, her eyes slightly moist.

Li Wen was taken aback for a moment. He had been in closed-door training for the past few months, his mind completely immersed in breaking through his Cultivation Technique and honing his Blade Intent. He had long since lost track of the date.

’Nineteen... So today is my birthday.’

A surge of warmth filled his heart, and he immediately video-called his mother back.

Seeing his parents’ familiar, concerned faces on the screen and hearing his father, Li Wenhai’s, concise yet powerful words—”Stay safe, and make sure to get some rest”—Li Wen broke into a rare, relaxed smile.

”Dad, Mom, I’ll remember. Everything’s fine over here. Don’t worry.”

He gave them a simple reassurance, not mentioning the difficulties and pressures of his cultivation.

For him, his parents’ health and peace of mind were the best birthday present he could ask for.

The call didn’t last long. After hanging up, the softness on Li Wen’s face instantly receded, his gaze once again becoming focused and solemn.

’A birthday? It’s just another ordinary tick mark on the long road of cultivation.’

He didn’t relax and celebrate as his mother had wished. He didn’t even prepare a remotely lavish lunch for himself.

He simply refueled with a high-energy nutrient supplement before turning around and walking back into the villa’s custom-built micro-training hall.

He swung his blade!

Lowered his stance! Twisted his body! His arm cut through the air, producing a sharp whistle that seemed to tear space itself!

In his sea of consciousness, the essence of the ”Instant Rainbow Form” was repeatedly broken down and reassembled under the effect of [Absolute Focus]. The seed of his Blade Intent subtly but surely drew strength from the countless, monotonous swings, growing slowly but consistently.

His figure darted around the confined space of the training room at high speed. He strove for perfection in every movement, infusing each swing of his blade with the full force of his will. Sweat dripped constantly from his chin, splattering into small pools on the floor.

This was his nineteenth birthday—spent amid pouring sweat and the tempering of his will.

”Hahh... Stop!”

After nearly three hours of pushing his blade work to the limit, Li Wen finally stopped, his chest heaving slightly.

He raised his watch and pulled up his cultivation panel:

[Skills: Blade Arts - Intent (28%), Dawn Five Forms (Instant Rainbow Form 100%, Silent Rainbow Form (40%))]

[Cultivation Technique: Nine Heavens Divine Body - Sixth Layer (Progress: 39.4%)]

’Half a month, and my progress on the Sixth Layer is nearly at forty percent.’

Li Wen stared at the data, calculating inwardly. ’At this rate, I have a good chance of reaching Sixth-Layer Perfection in about another month.’

At the dawn of his nineteenth year, his sights were already set higher—on the Seventh Layer, and beyond that, the realm of Ninth-Layer Perfection that symbolized the absolute zenith of the Nine Heavens.

...

Time flew by, like sand slipping through one’s fingers.

Xinhuo University continued to operate in its usual tense yet orderly atmosphere.

「In the blink of an eye, it was January 28th, Year 227 of the Galactic Calendar.」

New Year’s Eve. The air itself seemed to be filled with a faint, unusual sense of anticipation.

It was the warmth that belonged to family reunions and new beginnings, though for the vast majority of Xinhuo University’s students, it was just another day spent training tirelessly in their cultivation rooms or the Void Realm.

Inside Villa No. 1, Li Wen woke up right on schedule.

He closed his eyes slightly and turned his focus inward, inspecting his own data as a clear stream of information flowed through his sea of consciousness:

[Name: Li Wen]

[Age: 19]

[Realm: High-Rank Super Martial Artist (Level 28.6)]

[Class: Scholar lv11 (93484/102400)]

[Skills: Blade Arts - Intent (32%), Dawn Five Forms (Instant Rainbow Form 100%, Silent Rainbow Form (60%))]

[Cultivation Technique: Nine Heavens Divine Body - Sixth Layer (Progress: 99%)]

Just as he had predicted, the results from the past month were remarkable.