Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist

Lingxiao Hall Plaza.

Looking at the empty plaza, Lin Chen was a bit puzzled.

When he arrived, there were quite a few disciples here, so why is it so deserted now?

He descended the steps.

Lin Chen was about to find the Martial Arts Academy instructor, but the next moment his brows furrowed as his body began to convulse.

The side effects of the ”Medicine Jar Ill Body” were coming.

The double pain backlash was coming.

The only downside of the ”Medicine Jar Ill Body” side effect is that its onset is uncontrollable.

As long as he finishes cultivating, the ”Medicine Jar Ill Body” seems to be able to perceive it, and then it begins to slowly onset.

According to his past experience, at most half a two-hour, the pain will completely erupt, and now it’s just the beginning.

Lin Chen changed his direction, intending to return to his courtyard to endure this wave first.

Hastening to his residence, he encountered very few disciples along the way. Though a bit puzzled about where all the Lingxiao Martial Academy disciples had gone, Lin Chen couldn’t afford to ponder this now.

”Brother Lin?”

Just as Lin Chen arrived at the yard the Lingxiao Martial Academy had arranged for him, the door of a nearby yard opened, and Murong Yan’s delicate face showed surprise as she looked at Lin Chen returning.

”Brother Murong... I have something to do, I’ll talk to Brother Murong later.”

Seeing Murong Yan dressed as a man, Lin Chen left those words and hurriedly entered the gate. He had no time to chat with Murong Yan now.

”Wait!”

Murong Yan saw Lin Chen go directly into the yard and close the door without finishing her sentence, a puzzled look on her face.

If it were usual, since Lin Chen said so, she naturally wouldn’t say much, but at the moment, Liang was facing something major, and she felt it necessary for Lin Chen to know right away.

”Brother Lin, I...”

Walking towards Lin Chen’s courtyard gate, Murong Yan’s voice suddenly stopped because she heard Lin Chen’s low, suppressed voice coming from the yard.

It was a kind of suppressed low growl.

Murong Yan’s delicate face changed, and she hurriedly pushed open the courtyard door.

The yard was empty; the door of the main house was closed, and the sound was coming from inside.

”Brother Lin, what happened to you?”

With doubt, Murong Yan walked to the main house and called out a few times at the door, but there was no response, only the intermittent low growl continued to come out.

”Brother Lin, I’m coming in?”

After a few breaths, Murong Yan pushed open the door, and at the moment she did, seeing Lin Chen curled up on the bed, she suddenly clenched the door frame with her fingertips, hardly believing the scene before her.

The body curled up on the bed was convulsing violently, each muscle stretching into blade-like edges.

The loose hair on his forehead was soaked with cold sweat, sticking damply to his ghastly pale face.

Pale like a sheet of thin paper without a trace of blood.

Murong Yan finally understood where the low growl came from.

Lin Chen’s repressed growl mixed with the chattering of his teeth, and large beads of sweat rolled down continuously.

”Brother Lin, what happened to you?”

After the shock, Murong Yan was full of concern; she didn’t know what Lin Chen had encountered, clearly uninjured, yet why did he seem to suffer unbearable injury?

Unfortunately, Lin Chen gave no response.

Watching as the veins in Lin Chen’s neck slowly protruded, and his bloodshot eyes bulged out, Murong Yan’s expression changed. She didn’t know what Lin Chen had encountered, but she knew if this continued, Lin Chen might be in trouble.

”Could it be something wrong with the Spirit Platform?”

As the Princess of Yan Kingdom, Murong Yan knew many secrets that others didn’t, and also some special situations in the Martial Path unknown to many martial artists.

Before entering the grade, martial artists cultivate the physical body, and to enter the grade, they must awaken the spirit platform and condense the Martial Path will.

The Spirit Platform is where a martial artist’s divine soul resides.

There are some special secret techniques that can directly attack another’s Spirit Platform.

Lin Chen’s situation didn’t seem like a Spirit Platform attack, but looked very much like an injury to it.

Pain in the Spirit Platform is even greater than bodily pain.

Even many martial artists with strong willpower only grunt if their limbs are cut and bleeding, but an injury to the Spirit Platform makes them unable to bear the pain and roar in agony.

”Lin Chen stayed in the Lingxiao Hall for two months and sixteen days, breaking the record for the longest time a disciple could stay on their first entry. Could it be because he absorbed too much Lingxiao power and his Spirit Platform couldn’t bear it?”

Knowing quite a bit about Lingxiao Hall’s situation at Lingxiao Martial Academy, Murong Yan came up with a guess.

In Martial Arts cultivation, overdoing can be detrimental.

Many martial artists have a limit when taking pills; once it’s exceeded, not only does the efficacy weaken, but overconsumption can leave pill toxins in the body and might even damage the meridians.

Besides pills, there’s another type of special resource.

The Lingxiao power from Lingxiao Martial Academy, and even the energy contained within the waves of the Canglan Sea from Canglan Martial Arts Academy, and their Yan Kingdom Royal Family’s...

This kind of special five elements energy nurtured by heaven and earth, once excessively absorbed, would harm the divine soul and ultimately damage the spirit platform.

Although Lingxiao Martial Academy has set up an array to ensure every disciple doesn’t over-absorb the Lingxiao power, Murong Yan couldn’t find another reason for Lin Chen’s current condition besides this guess.

Moreover, Lin Chen had stayed in Lingxiao Hall for too long, far exceeding the limit a Viscera-Refining Martial Artist could reach.

Murmuring softly with her bright eyes blinking, Murong Yan bit her teeth of silver, watching Lin Chen enduring the pain, and after a long while, her eyes held a look of determination.