Cultivation: From Poor Peasant to Celestial Lord

Chapter 253: Chapter 143: The Master’s Grace, Honing the Physical Body

In cultivation, one loses all sense of time. Before he knew it, dawn had broken.

At this moment, Chu Bai’s entire body was covered in a thick, foul-smelling, viscous black substance. These were the most stubborn impurities from deep within his flesh, which had finally been completely expelled under the powerful cleansing of the Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer.

INHALE—EXHALE—

Chu Bai’s breathing became extremely slow. With every breath, he could stir the Spiritual Mist in the Cultivation Room, causing it to ripple like the tides.

At this moment, he was pushing his Micro Level control to its absolute limit.

Previously, during Body Refinement, he could only vaguely sense his entire skeleton being nourished.

But now, with his Divine Thought having broken through to a range of two hundred zhang and his control over Spiritual Power reaching the Micro Level, he could clearly ”see” three fine cracks on the second knuckle of his left index finger that had not yet been filled by Spiritual Qi.

He could also sense that in his seventh vertebra, the fusion with the Earth Treasure Essence Qi was still a fraction away from being complete.

With a mere thought from his Divine Thought, the Magical Power within his body acted like fine embroidery needles, guiding the Earth Element Qi with almost artistic precision to mend those minuscule flaws, one by one.

This level of Body Refinement efficiency was several times that of other Body Refining Cultivators at the same Realm!

Ordinary people relied on years of medicinal baths and clumsy accumulation for their Body Refinement; Chu Bai, however, was using scalpel-like precision to reshape his own Divine Body.

As each tiny flaw was erased, Chu Bai felt his entire skeleton fuse into one single piece. It was no longer a collection of scattered bones, but a complete, massive, and indestructible iron tower.

The moment the sun leaped over the horizon, Chu Bai’s eyes snapped open.

”Hah!”

He threw a sudden punch, and a piercing sonic boom ripped through the air, even creating a visible white shockwave. He hadn’t used a single shred of Magical Power in that punch; it was a pure explosion of physical strength!

The reinforced stone wall of the Cultivation Room, swept by the force of his punch, actually developed a crack an inch deep.

Chu Bai withdrew his fist and stood still, the Qi and blood in his body blazing like a furnace.

With a thought, he summoned his status panel.

[Name: Chu Bai]

[Realm: Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer (7/100)]

[Skills/Secret Techniques:]

[Iron Bone Casting Body Technique (Mastery 200/500)]

[Guardian Scripture (Mastery 680/1000)]

’The progress has increased by a lot...’

A flash of joy appeared in Chu Bai’s eyes as he looked at the panel.

’I shouldn’t underestimate these thirty proficiency points. The further I progress, the harder it becomes to improve a Secret Technique.’

’Every bit of strength his physical body gained not only increased his survivability but also meant he could withstand more powerful Magic Techniques.’

He stood up and walked to the water basin. With a slight tremor of his Magical Power, he shook off all the grime from his body, revealing newborn skin underneath—as delicate as an infant’s, yet shimmering with a dark gold metallic luster.

He reached out and took the Low-Grade Dharma Artifact gifted to him by Pang Song, the [Hundred Battles Armor].

The moment the armor was in his hands, Chu Bai felt an extremely compatible rhythm.

In the past, his constitution had been too weak. If he had worn this kind of Dharma Artifact armor, he would have felt a sense of weight despite its defensive properties.

But now, with the leap in his physical strength, he felt that wearing the armor was like adding a second skin.

’This armor... it’s as if it were tailor-made for me now.’

Chu Bai stood, clad in the armor.

The dark red armor blended perfectly with his steady, abyss-like aura.

Now, just by standing there, he resembled an unshakeable mountain.

’After Body Refinement, my next focus will be on fusing those few Magic Techniques.’

Chu Bai pushed open the door. The early morning sunlight slanted into the courtyard.

The clamor of last night’s banquet was gone from his eyes, replaced by an almost absolute calm.

In the depths of the Secret Realm, where the Law Net could not reach, all external support would be minimized.

Only the Cultivator’s own Spiritual Power density, physical strength, and an indomitable Dao Heart would be the ultimate deciding factors.

’I’m at the Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer now, two layers away from Perfection.’

Chu Bai stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the pine tree in the courtyard, which was growing at an astonishing rate under the nourishment of the Spirit Gathering Array.

’With over a year’s time, and with the help of a Micro-level Technique and an Earth Treasure, breaking through to the Ninth-Layer Perfection of Qi Cultivation won’t be difficult. But if I want to stand out among the tens of thousands of talents in Qingzhou, I can’t just reach Perfection—I have to reach the absolute limit.’

His fingers slowly curled inward, and in his palm, the blue glow of the Spirit Water Needle and the crimson light of the Fire Element Ring faintly intertwined.

As he was now, he could instantly cast over a thousand Micro Level Spirit Water Needles.

If all the Magic Techniques he practiced reached the Microscopic Realm by the time he reached Qi Cultivation Perfection, things would be even more different.

’Physique, Divine Thought, and Magic Techniques.’

’If I can achieve success in all of them, I’ll have a good chance in the Celestial Examination.’