Heavenly Hammer, Earthly Furnace, Body Tempering Complete, Appearance and Demeanor Both Elevated

Opening the first Immortal Acupoint brought Ye Ping an incredibly wondrous feeling.

Vast spiritual energy surged into his body like a river.

The Immortal Acupoint acted like a spring, absorbing this spiritual energy.

What Ye Ping didn't realize was that he had forged a unique path of cultivation for himself.

Ordinary cultivators, upon drawing Qi into their bodies, needed to refine the spiritual energy. This was because each person's Spiritual Roots differed, or rather, each strand of spiritual energy was unique, thus requiring refinement.

This was the meaning of the Qi Refining Realm.

However, Ye Ping's Qi refinement wasn't about refining chaotic spiritual energy. He directly 'drew Qi,' allowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to choose for itself, to enter his body if it willed, and to stay away if it didn't.

This bypassed the 'Qi Refining' step.

In other words, Ye Ping, despite not even being in the Qi Refining Realm, possessed the ability of the Nascent Soul Realm: automatic cultivation.

Not only did he cultivate automatically, but for some unknown reason, his speed of absorbing spiritual energy was staggeringly fast.

Perhaps it was due to the Immortal Acupoints, or perhaps it was a matter of personal constitution.

The spiritual energy Ye Ping absorbed in just one hour could surpass Su Changyu's several years of meditation and Qi refinement.

However, Ye Ping attempted to open his second Immortal Acupoint.

Each opened Immortal Acupoint doubled his cultivation speed. His goal wasn't grand; he wanted to open ten first before truly cultivating.

Yet, while dreams were beautiful, reality was extremely cruel.

Even after absorbing spiritual energy for three full days and nights, Ye Ping could barely manage to open the second Immortal Acupoint.

Opening ten Immortal Acupoints was incredibly difficult.

Fortunately, Ye Ping was cultivating in the Qingyun Mountain Range. The disciples of the sect were not cultivators of particularly high realms, so they didn't notice the sudden thinning of spiritual energy. They merely assumed it was due to their own poor recent condition.

If he had been in a Holy Land or a Grand Academy, his cultivation method would likely have been discovered by others long ago.

Having opened the second Immortal Acupoint, Ye Ping didn't stubbornly insist on opening ten.

Instead, he began practicing the Primordial God-Demon Body Refining Art.

In the back cliff of Qingyun.

Ye Ping began cultivating the Primordial God-Demon Body Refining Art.

He sat cross-legged, meditating on the phantom image of the Primordial God-Demon.

Ye Ping felt a bit nervous.

After all, the Primordial God-Demon Body Refining Art was incredibly formidable. It required drawing the power of heaven and earth to forge a divine hammer, which would then strike his body. Not only that, but it also used the earth as a furnace to temper his physical body.

But no matter how difficult it was, Ye Ping would not choose to give up.

He took a deep breath.

He began to cultivate the Primordial God-Demon Body Refining Art.

Using Qi to guide the divine.

Rumble!

A thunderous roar echoed between heaven and earth.

The power of the heavens condensed into a divine hammer, striking Ye Ping's physical body.

In the back cliff.

Ye Ping's body suffered a terrifying assault. It began to crack inch by inch from his brow. But shockingly, not a single drop of blood flowed out. Instead, strands of black impurities trickled out, like pure black syrup, emitting a foul odor.

This was an extreme pain, so intense that all sensation was lost.

Ye Ping felt his entire body jolt, and then he felt nothing more.

At that very moment, the two Immortal Acupoints within him erupted with boundless spiritual energy, instantly healing Ye Ping's physical body.

Threads of golden light permeated outward, covering Ye Ping's body and rapidly mending the terrible injuries.

The next moment, Ye Ping regained his senses.

Without a word, he once again guided the divine with his Qi.

The earth became a furnace, and the temperature around him instantly soared. The black impurities were completely refined in an instant, turning into wisps of black smoke that eventually disappeared.

However, during the refining process, Ye Ping experienced an incredibly uncomfortable sensation.

It felt as if he were trapped in a fiery furnace. But fortunately, the Immortal Acupoints released surging spiritual energy, which flowed over his body like an icy spring in summer, nourishing him. Otherwise, Ye Ping would have truly struggled to endure.

The entire refining process lasted for a full hour.

Ye Ping completed his first round of body tempering.

Even after just one round, Ye Ping's physical body had undergone a complete transformation.

His skin became more refined and fair, his appearance was elevated, and most importantly, his temperament also improved in an indescribable way.

And this was only the first round.

But Ye Ping didn't notice this.

After one round of body tempering, the only feeling Ye Ping had was fullness.

A fullness of strength.

He felt like he could punch a wild bull to death right now.

But unfortunately, the Qingyun Dao Sect didn't have any wild bulls.

"Is this strength?"

In the back cliff, Ye Ping opened his eyes, feeling the power permeating his entire body.

He really wanted to test how strong his power was.

It was a shame there was nothing for him to test with.

Should I go test Brother Luochen?

This thought flashed through Ye Ping's mind.

But soon, Ye Ping shook his head and rejected the idea for now. After all, Brother Luochen was an unparalleled expert, and his current strength might be insignificant in Brother Luochen's eyes. Going to test it would feel like showing off.

It was too abrupt.

With that in mind, Ye Ping immediately began his second round of body tempering.

Although the process was a bit uncomfortable, the feeling of gaining strength made Ye Ping unconsciously infatuated with it.

And at the same time.

Cloud Mist Mountain Range.

Two figures walked through the mountain range, appearing extremely cautious, not daring to make any sound.

"Changyu, do you even know the way? I really can't take it anymore."

In the forest, the Grand Hua Daoist asked nervously.

They had been walking in the forest for three full days.

But they still couldn't find a way out.

How could the Grand Hua Daoist not be distressed?

It wasn't much better than being chased by demonic beasts; they were constantly on edge, afraid of accidentally encountering demonic beasts.

"It's this path, I remember correctly."

Su Changyu wasn't sure either, but he frowned as he looked around.

They had been trapped in the mountain range for three days.

Although the Grand Hua Daoist's injuries had stabilized, they still needed to find someone in the city to treat him quickly, otherwise, it would lead to lingering problems.

Therefore, both of them were a bit anxious.

And as the two walked through the forest.

Suddenly, a group of figures appeared directly in front of them.

"Someone's here."

Su Changyu shouted.

Instantly, the Grand Hua Daoist forced himself to pull himself together, enduring the discomfort and feigning a calm demeanor.

Su Changyu was even more direct, his expression immediately returning to one of arrogance.

Sometimes, encountering people in the Cloud Mist Mountain Range was more terrifying than encountering demonic beasts.

After all, birds die for food, and people die for wealth. Most of the cultivators who dared to enter the Cloud Mist Mountain Range had their lives hanging by a thread, all for two words.

Making money.

If they saw someone injured, it was hard to guarantee they wouldn't have malicious intentions.

Therefore, the two tried their best to act like nothing was wrong, even pretending to be experts to make the other party wary.

Not long after.

The sound of footsteps grew closer.

The figures became clearer and clearer.

The tension in both of them grew.

They knew that running away at this moment would only make things worse.

Once they ran, the trouble would be even greater.

Finally, a group of people appeared before Su Changyu and the Grand Hua Daoist.

These people were all imposing, and the two elders at the forefront exuded powerful auras.

Their clothing was extremely uniform.

Embroidered with the words 'Four Thunders'.

For a moment, the two groups faced each other.

Silence.