Qin Shi stopped the Body Refining Furnace. His waist-length hair suddenly snapped strand by strand, like black satin, drifting apart and falling to the ground. Then, like a tree deprived of nourishment, it quickly withered and lost its luster.
After the Bone Gate, the third limit, had opened, his blood production had become excessively vigorous. He felt waves of searing blood energy boiling within him, surging through his entire body and strengthening the Life Seed below his navel.
"The Old Martial Arts Faction's path of breaking limits should be unrivaled in terms of cultivation speed. No wonder the First Generation Ten Prodigies all grew at a heaven-defying pace. In theory, if they broke a limit once or twice a year, they could reach Professional Level 1 in just five years and try to break through to grandmaster."
Only after giving it some thought did Qin Shi realize just how freakish the Seven Great Limits of the Physical Body were.
For prodigies from places like Qiguang Hengda University, making the jump from amateur to professional level in eight or nine years was already considered fast. There were even plenty of mediocre people who spent their entire lives unable to break through the bottleneck, forever hovering outside the threshold.
Yet in three to five years, as long as they broke limits successfully, the Old Martial Arts Faction could ensure a steady supply of grandmasters.
During the Old Era, there had been countless dojos and factions, said to comprise a hundred branches, a thousand offshoots, and ten thousand schools.
"Each branch had at least one true inheritor to carry on its legacy. They set out on the path of breaking limits and competed against one another. Even if only a third survived and succeeded, that would still mean nearly thirty grandmasters."
Qin Shi