Chapter 10

"Xu Qin, are you joking with me?"

While Lin Xuan was slaughtering pigs, Elder Xu Qin of the outer sect arrived at Ice God Peak once more.

At that moment, Ice God Peak's master, Liu Ruyan, was glaring at Xu Qin in anger.

The pressure she unconsciously radiated made Xu Qin, a True Origin Realm powerhouse, tremble all over.

Hearing Liu Ruyan's words, Xu Qin gave a bitter smile. "Peak Lord Liu, if I had not seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it either. If you do not believe me, you may extract my memories."

Liu Ruyan's pupils contracted, and for the first time, her iceberg-like face showed a flicker of emotion.

Since Xu Qin had put it that way, this matter was most likely true.

Extracting memories directly damaged one's foundation. No one would joke about such a thing.

"The Useless Body of Ten Thousand Years, entering the Body Tempering Realm in three days, mastering a low-grade Yellow-rank Tiger's Roar Fist..."

"Why?"

Liu Ruyan frowned deeply. Even with her centuries of experience, this matter made her scalp tingle.

One had to know that even Yu Bing had only just entered the middle stage of the Body Tempering Realm.

That was because Yu Bing had been born with a divine body and received the finest resources.

Why was Lin Xuan, a mere useless body, progressing so rapidly?

Could there have been an error in the aptitude test?

The moment the thought arose, Liu Ruyan shook her head and cast it aside.

There was absolutely no way the aptitude test could be wrong. The Holy Land had used this method for ten thousand years; there could be no problem.

Yet none of this could be explained.

"Forget it. Perhaps this is fate. He is at least qualified to remain in the Holy Land now. I only hope he does not affect Yu'er's cultivation."

In the end, Liu Ruyan could only sigh softly in her heart.

Buzz!

At that moment, a terrifying power pierced through space and descended fiercely into Ice God Peak's main hall.

"Senior Brother!"

Liu Ruyan bowed slightly. An energy phantom immediately appeared in the void before her, reflecting the image of a middle-aged man.

"Outer sect elder Xu Qin greets the Holy Master!"

Xu Qin was shocked and hurriedly bowed at a full ninety degrees.

"Ruyan, you have been too reckless. Why did you accept a useless body into the sect?"

"Do you know that the Divine Firmament Holy Land has now become the laughingstock of the major immortal sects? The Grand Elder's little report even jolted me awake from secluded cultivation."

The Divine Firmament Holy Lord did not spare Xu Qin a glance, instead looking at Liu Ruyan with a dark expression.

Liu Ruyan raised a brow. "Who dares laugh at Divine Firmament? I will personally come to their door and reason with them."

The Divine Firmament Holy Lord's mouth twitched as he raised a hand to his forehead.

"Enough. I do not want to go to war with them. I do not care what you are thinking, but do not forget what you said. If he does not enter the Body Tempering Realm within half a year, expel him from the Holy Land immediately."

"Senior Brother, he has already entered the Body Tempering Realm. He has also cultivated a low-grade Yellow-rank martial skill to the mastery level."

As soon as the Holy Master finished speaking, Liu Ruyan followed up.

"Hmm?"

The Divine Firmament Holy Lord furrowed his brow. "Are you joking with this Holy Master?"

Liu Ruyan gently shook her head.

Boom!

The Divine Firmament Holy Lord's phantom trembled, erupting with an incomparably powerful aura. Xu Qin suffered a calamity out of nowhere and was sent flying, though fortunately he was not injured.

"A useless body entered the Body Tempering Realm after three days in the sect and mastered a low-grade Yellow-rank martial skill? Was there an error during the aptitude test?"

The Divine Firmament Holy Lord's voice was thick with disbelief.

"The test was not wrong, but this is indeed true."

Liu Ruyan's voice was clear and melodious.

The Divine Firmament Holy Lord fell silent, light shifting through his eyes.

After a long while, his brow finally relaxed. "Perhaps he encountered some fortuitous opportunity in the past, but it cannot possibly last. The major immortal sects are all waiting to laugh at us."

"The Three Sect Trials will take place in one month. I hope the peerless talent in your hands can make them shut their mouths."

After saying that, the Divine Firmament Holy Lord's figure gradually faded.

"Please rest assured, Senior Brother!"

Liu Ruyan's cool voice rang out. Seemingly thinking of Yu Bing, her iceberg-like temperament melted by a fraction.

Lin Xuan, the person at the center of everything that had happened on Ice God Peak, knew nothing of it.

By then, he had completed his morning task of slaughtering ten pigs and arrived at the back mountain carrying a specially made sickle.

"Ten pigs, thirty years of stolen time, and an unknown amount of vital energy and blood. What a huge profit."

Without rushing to cut pig grass, Lin Xuan found a hidden spot and sat cross-legged. His consciousness sank into the Soul Suppressing Pagoda.

"Cultivate!"

As the thought flashed through his mind, the vital energy and blood within the first level of the Soul Suppressing Pagoda immediately surged and gathered toward him.

Lin Xuan's vital energy and blood roiled. Every drop of blood in his body boiled, while the power of his vital energy and blood rose madly.

In the first year, the power of his own vital energy and blood doubled outright.

In the second year, nearly one-third of the absorbed vital energy and blood had been consumed.

By the fourth year, the power of his vital energy and blood was nearly exhausted. Lin Xuan had also reached a bottleneck and was about to enter the middle stage of the Body Tempering Realm.

In the fifth year, all the vital energy and blood had been depleted. Lin Xuan's blood surged through his body like rivers, rumbling as it flowed.

Suddenly, Lin Xuan's aura erupted. The flow of vital energy and blood inside him instantly accelerated dramatically, and an extremely terrifying force was born.

"The middle stage of the Body Tempering Realm!"

Lin Xuan opened his eyes, delight filling their depths.

"Continue. Raise Tiger's Roar Fist to greater mastery!"

He had originally had twenty-two years of stored time left. Slaughtering pigs had gained him thirty years, and killing Zhang Tao had gained him two more. After using five years, he still had a full forty-nine years remaining. Lin Xuan felt that he could splurge a little.

He began cultivating Tiger's Roar Fist.

In the third year, Lin Xuan finally found himself unable to make the slightest further progress and began racking his brains.

In the fourth year, he gained nothing.

Finally, in the fifth year, Lin Xuan understood the key point, and Tiger's Roar Fist entered the realm of minor mastery.

In the sixth year, his comprehension of Tiger's Roar Fist rose rapidly, until he ran straight into another bottleneck.

This time, it grew even more difficult. In the seventh, eighth, and ninth years, Lin Xuan could not grasp the essence at all.

Not until the tenth year, when Lin Xuan pondered the posture of a fierce tiger day and night, did he finally break through that mysterious barrier.

Tiger's Roar Fist, greater mastery!

"Awoo..."

Lin Xuan opened his eyes and threw a punch. A tiger's roar erupted from within his body, sending the surrounding weeds scattering in all directions.

"Finally, greater mastery!"

Lin Xuan withdrew his consciousness from the Soul Suppressing Pagoda and let out a long breath.

Including the previous six years spent reaching entry level and mastery, the low-grade Yellow-rank martial skill Tiger's Roar Fist had actually taken him a full sixteen years to cultivate to greater mastery.

His aptitude was simply trash beyond measure. Without the Soul Suppressing Pagoda, what the hell would he even cultivate for?

Thirty-nine years remained, but his vital energy and blood had already been exhausted. Continuing to cultivate would be as slow as a turtle's crawl, so Lin Xuan stopped wasting time.

"I should earn Contribution Points properly and exchange them for a blade technique at the Martial Pavilion. The Pig Slaughtering Blade forged from refined steel is clearly struggling against demonic beasts. I still need an ordinary weapon."

Lin Xuan suddenly felt that the road ahead was heavy and long. The path of cultivation truly was not easy in the slightest.

Gathering his thoughts, Lin Xuan began cutting pig grass. At the middle stage of the Body Tempering Realm, he worked incredibly quickly. In less than an hour, Lin Xuan carried the pig grass down the mountain.

Meanwhile, Niu Fang quietly arrived at the Animal Husbandry Garden.

He went straight to the person in charge of the Animal Husbandry Garden. No one knew what the two said, but afterward, he left with a cold sneer...