Blood Rage

"Yellow Grade Blood Rage, two hundred Contribution Points."

The Pavilion Elder deftly deducted Lin Xuan's Contribution Points, removed the seal, and handed the jade slip to Lin Xuan.

"Remember, you can only cultivate it yourself, don't pass it on."

"Yes, Elder!"

Lin Xuan responded and turned to leave.

The Pavilion Elder narrowed his eyes slightly and reminded him, "Martial skills are ultimately just a means to enhance combat power. It's better to master one well than to be familiar with several. Don't be too ambitious."

Lin Xuan paused slightly, feeling a sense of goodwill towards the Pavilion Elder. He turned around and bowed slightly.

"Thank you for your guidance, Elder. I will remember it."

The Pavilion Elder waved his hand and began to close his eyes to rest.

Lin Xuan didn't waste any time and left the Martial Pavilion.

Back in the resting area, the sky had already turned black.

"Oneself is the foundation. First, absorb Blood Essence and improve my realm."

Lin Xuan sat cross-legged, his consciousness sinking into the first level of the Soul Suppressing Pagoda.

Myriad Ages in an Instant!

A large mass of dense, almost solid Blood Essence was completely absorbed by Lin Xuan, taking a full six years.

However, his realm did not improve. He was still in the mid-stage of the Body Forging Realm, but he was more than twice as strong as before.

"As expected, even though it's just the Body Forging Realm, the difficulty of cultivation has already become apparent."

"Talent really is a good thing!"

Lin Xuan couldn't help but sigh.

Fortunately, he had the heaven-defying Soul Suppressing Pagoda. Otherwise, relying on himself, it was hard to say whether he could even complete the Body Forging Realm in this lifetime.

"Start cultivating Blood Rage!"

Collecting his thoughts, Lin Xuan once again immersed himself in cultivation.

A Yellow Grade martial skill was already extremely difficult to cultivate, and Blood Rage was an explosive-type martial skill. Lin Xuan spent more than half a year just studying and understanding it thoroughly.

Only then did he officially begin to cultivate.

Half a year deepened his understanding of Blood Rage.

Two years later, Blood Rage finally barely touched the threshold.

Five years later, Blood Rage finally reached the entry level, barely able to improve his combat power a little.

Seven years later, cultivation became much smoother, and the improvement of Blood Rage was progressing steadily.

Twelve years later, Blood Rage finally entered the proficient realm, increasing Lin Xuan's combat power by 50%.

In the seventeenth year, Blood Rage entered the minor success stage. After activation, his combat power doubled, but the consumption of Blood Essence was extremely terrifying.

In the twenty-second year, Lin Xuan broke through the bottleneck, and Blood Rage reached great success...

At this time, the time remaining in the Soul Suppressing Pagoda was only 44 years.

Of course, the result was gratifying. Lin Xuan's combat power had undergone earth-shattering changes.

"Blood Rage!"

Lin Xuan's consciousness returned to his body, and all the cultivation experience and Blood Essence were fed back to his main body.

At this moment, the Blood Essence in his body was boiling, and his aura surged explosively, fully twice as strong as his normal state.

"Amazing!"

Lin Xuan's eyes flashed with brilliance. He felt that he could now kill a Wild Boar leader with an ordinary punch.

If he unleashed the Tiger's Roar Fist at great success, he could directly blast it into minced meat with one punch.

Without deactivating Blood Rage, Lin Xuan calculated the time in his mind.

Three minutes passed, and his face turned pale, his Blood Essence power completely exhausted.

"Huff..."

Letting out a long breath, Lin Xuan murmured softly, "Only able to fully erupt for three minutes? Still too weak."

His consciousness sank into the Soul Suppressing Pagoda. Half a year passed in an instant, and Lin Xuan's face instantly returned to normal, his Blood Essence full.

Remaining time: 43.5 years

"It actually took a full half a year to recover. Is this the Useless Body?"

Lin Xuan was a little speechless, but fortunately, he had tested it out. As long as he had the Soul Suppressing Pagoda and stored enough time within, he could have infinite endurance and wouldn't need pills to recover.

It might not seem like much now, but in the later stages of cultivation, this ability would be a super bug.

Using a big move as a normal attack, I ask you, can you block it?

A night passed in the blink of an eye.

The next day, as soon as dawn broke, Lin Xuan pushed open his door and headed straight for the Duties Pavilion.

"Niu Fang, it's time for you to die."

Lin Xuan wasn't going to let Niu Fang prance around for any longer after these past few days.

People like him might stab you in the back at any moment. While they might not necessarily be able to do much to you, it's still disgusting.

Besides, he was already on Lin Xuan's list of those who must die. To avoid any unforeseen complications, Lin Xuan thought it best to kill him sooner rather than later.

The Duties Pavilion was where disciples were assigned duties.

With a duty, one transcended the status of an ordinary disciple, allowing them to do less work while earning more Contribution Points than ordinary disciples.

In the Azure Cloud Realm, the principle of the bigger fist always held true.

Therefore, to obtain a duty, one had to issue a challenge, with the victor inheriting the duty.

Those already holding a duty were not allowed to refuse a challenge; this was a rigid rule.

"Challenging Niu Fang, the janitorial steward? Category: Life and Death Battle?"

The disciple in charge of recording at the Duties Pavilion looked at Lin Xuan as if he were seeing a ghost.

"Yes!"

Lin Xuan remained unmoved. Not issuing a Life and Death Battle would be disrespectful to his decades of hard training.

The recording disciple's gaze was strange, and he couldn't help but remind him, "Junior Brother, have you thought this through? Stepping onto the Life and Death Arena means an endless feud."

"Steward Niu is, after all, a late-stage Body Forging Realm cultivator, and in recent years, he has cultivated two martial skills, one of which has already reached the Minor Accomplishment stage."

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Lin Xuan nodded slightly. "Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother. I am sure."

The recording disciple's pupils suddenly contracted. How big of a grudge must this be? Was it worth it?

"Alright, challenging for a steward position requires submitting 100 Contribution Points. Has Junior Brother gathered enough?"

The recording disciple said no more. He was just offering a friendly reminder. It was hard to dissuade someone intent on dying, and it had nothing to do with him.

"I have!"

Lin Xuan presented his disciple token, and the Contribution Points were deducted.

The recording disciple began the registration process. Soon, he looked up and said, "Step onto the Life and Death Arena in half an hour. Unless the other party lets you go, you will only meet death. Good luck."

"Thank you!"

Lin Xuan put away his disciple token and left the Duties Pavilion.

"Something's wrong with him!"

The recording disciple shook his head as he watched his back. "However, Lin Xuan... that name sounds a bit familiar?"

"Oh well, he's going to die anyway. It has nothing to do with me."

Clearly, the recording disciple had no faith in Lin Xuan.

There were countless people who wanted to challenge for positions, but very few succeeded.

Not to mention that those with duties earned more Contribution Points, their cultivation time alone was incomparable to that of ordinary disciples.

Which of those with duties wasn't in their twenties?

Lin Xuan looked to be less than twenty. He wondered how long he had been a disciple. At this stage, wanting to obtain a duty was simply wishful thinking.

Did he really think he was some kind of super genius? If he were, he would have gone to the Outer or Inner Sect long ago. Why would he still be struggling in the janitorial area?

Lin Xuan naturally didn't know these things. Of course, even if he did, he wouldn't care.

He quickly arrived at the Animal Husbandry Garden. Half an hour was enough to complete the morning's pig-slaughtering task. Anyway, he was only responsible for killing, not processing.

As for the task of cutting pig feed, Lin Xuan naturally handed it over to Chen Ze.

Chen Ze didn't dare to say a word and respectfully agreed. Then, Lin Xuan left the Animal Husbandry Garden and headed towards the Life and Death Arena.