Understanding Three Momenta

"Barely acceptable," Lin Le said, looking at Liao Dong's corpse. As he spoke, the Blood Qi within him ignited, and a red light emanated from his body, appearing almost tangible. From a distance, it looked as if a plump cauldron enveloped Lin Le.

The Blood Qi, like flames, continuously burned Lin Le's physique, refining him like forged iron, slowly expelling impurities.

Lin Le felt his Strength continuously climbing.

He also clearly perceived his limit: twelve thousand eight hundred jin.

He turned his head to look at the large snake emerging from a well and asked, "What's the limit of the Body Refining Realm?"

"By using a furnace to refine Blood Qi, you forge a false core. Once this core is formed, your Strength can reach twelve thousand eight hundred jin," the snake said, "not the maximum of twelve thousand jin."

"What if my Strength reaches twelve thousand eight hundred jin first?" Lin Le asked.

"Hmm," the snake pondered, "then the false core will condense on its own. However, the natural physical limit of twelve thousand eight hundred jin, this situation seems to only appear on those Dao Bodies or Treasure Bodies among your human race."

As they spoke, the essence within the corpses on the field turned into rolling white smoke and flowed into the snake's mouth. Then, it blew out, gathering all the valuable items from everyone.

Lin Le picked through them based on the previous arrangement, giving the rest to the snake. "I need to go somewhere else, can you follow me?"

"Where are you going first?" the snake asked.

"Not far, Qinghu Town," Lin Le replied.

"That's fine," the snake nodded. "But what are you going there for?"

"To lie low," Lin Le said, tapping the floor tiles with his spear. "This is the Xiang Family's influence, and I don't have the ability to confront their entire clan right now. I can only go to a smaller place to cultivate for a while."

"Do you have any major grudges with the Xiang Family?" the snake asked curiously.

"They killed my parents," Lin Le said calmly.

"Oh," the snake nodded, not asking further. "Going to Qinghu Town is fine. Do you have anything to pack? I can take you there now. Also, some cultivators are already approaching us."

"Let's go now," Lin Le nodded.

"Then we're off!" the snake blew out a bubble that enveloped Lin Le, then pulled.

Lin Le's vision changed rapidly. When he regained his senses, he was already underwater.

Shortly after Lin Le left, a cultivator flew into the Concentric Society's stronghold.

Seeing the ground covered in dried corpses, he frowned, picked up a jade pendant, and said, "Elder, the situation is a bit unexpected."

"What happened?" a voice came from the jade pendant.

"The Concentric Society has been wiped out. It seems demons or demonic cultivators were involved," the cultivator said.

"Hmm!" the elder exclaimed in surprise. "Are you sure?"

"Certain. The essence has been drained from the corpses. This method, apart from demonic cultivators, only demons can do it," the cultivator confirmed.

"I'll ask Lord Tu Shan first to see if one of his descendants has broken the agreement again," the elder said with dissatisfaction. "A bunch of beasts, their appetites are really getting bigger and bigger, they even dare to touch our people!"

"You search your area again and see if there are any more clues."

"Yes."

In Qinghu Town, within an abandoned courtyard, a figure suddenly leaped out of a well.

After taking a few deep breaths to relieve the dizziness, Lin Le looked at the well opening. The snake in the well also spoke, "If you need to contact me, just knock nine times on the well."

"Got it," Lin Le nodded.

The snake immediately sank back into the well, seemingly busy with digestion.

Lin Le began to tally his gains: over three thousand taels of silver, three bottles of Spirit Blood Pills, and one bottle of unknown pills. However, Lin Le sniffed it and felt it was likely a better pill than the Spirit Blood Pill.

Just by smelling its aura, he felt his Blood Qi become more active.

Then there was Merit and Killing Karma. Merit totaled 345 points, and Killing Karma was 112 points.

Incidentally, Liao Dong alone provided 10 points of Killing Karma.

'It's a shame I didn't have time to ransack Liao Dong's home,' Lin Le thought with slight regret.

If he had ransacked their home, he should have been able to accumulate 160 points of Killing Karma.

Hearing that cultivators were coming, Lin Le knew they were likely from the Xiang Family.

Compared to Liao Dong, who had just broken through, Lin Le was cautious of other cultivators.

Cultivators were not all the same. Just like him and Liao Dong, even though there was a difference of a major realm, he was still easily able to defeat him.

'But it's not too late to act tonight.'

Lin Le was planning.

He had specifically chosen Qinghu Town. He remembered that the Xiang Family had a medicinal garden located in this town.

Coincidentally, he was also in urgent need of resources.

Lin Le looked at his Merit and considered what to improve. All his skills were at Grand Perfection, and it seemed only Soul Refinement was left.

But could Soul Refinement work?

Lin Le decided to give it a try, though he could tell it was highly unlikely to work.

One thought, one year. Right from the start, Lin Le entered the Fourth Zen in one go. This told Lin Le that at least ordinary Human Dao lotus seeds wouldn't affect soul refinement.

But he couldn't just waste the lotus seed, could he? Lin Le pondered other things and unexpectedly gained something.

After regaining his senses, Lin Le picked up his spear and thrust forward, then thrust again.

Lin Le could clearly feel that the second thrust was a bit faster.

"Momentum?" Lin Le muttered.

In the Fourth Zen, by constantly facing the lightning, Lin Le seemed to gain a different kind of insight, similar to when he first understood a Limit-Breaking Technique.

This peculiar insight was very mystical. In Lin Le's previous life's way of thinking, calling it "momentum" seemed more fitting.

Let's try another epiphany.

With one lotus seed consumed, Lin Le recalled the lightning flashes from when he entered meditation and soon became immersed.

However, after ten breaths, Lin Le withdrew from the state.

Holding his spear, Lin Le thrust it out again, following that profound feeling. Whether it was an illusion or not, he seemed to see a trace of electric light rise from the spear tip.

With a thought, the three golden lotus seeds in the lotus flower gradually formed a ring of auspicious clouds.

Lin Le cultivated three one-pattern lotus seeds, then chose one to use, aiming for another epiphany.

His mind seemed to connect with heaven and earth, and Lin Le truly saw the composition of the lightning.

His mind returned at some unknown time, but Lin Le was still immersed in the state of insight. It took a while before he regained his senses.

Lin Le held his spear and thrust again. This time, he truly grasped that profound feeling, rather than it being elusive and slipping away at any moment.

The spear crackled with electricity, tearing through the void. Lin Le even smelled a faint burnt odor.

Another one-pattern lotus seed was consumed. Lin Le wanted to continue his epiphany on lightning, but a warning suddenly came from within him. If he continued to delve deeper, he felt he might merge with heaven and earth.

That would definitely not be a good thing for him.

Lin Le shifted his target. He wanted to understand the spear. Swords have sword momentum, so spears should have spear momentum too.

But then he thought, what are spears and swords? They are weapons! And what is a soldier? Someone who kills!

And why did he want to kill? Because he wished for the other person to die!

At this thought, scenes of his enemies dying in the past flooded his mind. Those corpses, like resurrected evil spirits, crawled up and roared ferociously at Lin Le.

Lin Le ignored them. With every step forward he took, they were crushed into dust.

When he came to his senses, Lin Le instinctively threw a punch.

Several meters away, a fluttering moth suddenly fell.

It was dead.

"Lightning Flash Momentum, Slaughter of Death Momentum," Lin Le said softly. "Then let's have Hearthfire Momentum."

The last one-pattern lotus seed was consumed.

Lin Le's memory returned to the moment he watched the bonfire.

The fire was passed down, endless and unceasing.

When he came to his senses again, Lin Le swung a punch at the ground, and a faint scorch mark appeared on the ground.