Seventh Grade Martial Artist, Six Heavenly Apertures

"Boss, you just gave him ten million like that?"

As they watched Jiang Li leave with such ease, every one of Lin Yuanliang's subordinates wore an incredulous expression.

Lin Yuanliang merely raised a hand, unwilling to say more.

He watched Jiang Li's retreating back, deep in thought.

Setting aside whether Yun Fei was a Sixth Grade martial artist, even if she were at the Seventh Grade Peak, the Jiang Qing Gang would have to be wary of an A-rank Talent Ability user.

What was more, Yun Fei was a student at Nanfang University, and Lin Jinwei, Elder Lin—the Fifth Grade Peak grandmaster—was still in Beihe City.

If Yun Fei was willing to help, he would be fine even with handing over ten million outright, let alone when Jiang Li was merely borrowing it.

It looked as though he had simply handed Jiang Li ten million for nothing, but he definitely was not losing out on this deal.

What drew Lin Yuanliang's attention even more was the Divine Martial Connect on Jiang Li's phone and the way he addressed Yun Fei.

"It seems this Jiang Li has already become a specially recruited student of Nanfang University."

At that moment, Jiang Li had just stepped out of the Entertainment City when he ran into Lin Lingfei, who was returning with a long spear on her back.

Lin Lingfei did not even spare him a glance, her little face icy cold.

Jiang Li did not care either. When the martial arts exam came around, he could give this aloof little girl a proper lesson.

The corners of his lips could not help but curl upward.

This time, when he returned home, neither his father, Jiang Yurong, nor Jiang Qi was there.

He returned to his room and looked around the small space that carried the original owner's childhood memories.

Before meeting Lu Wanning, the original owner had been quite diligent in his martial cultivation, leaving behind no small amount of sweat in this room.

Jiang Li sat cross-legged on the spotless bed, looking at the family portrait of four above it.

He smiled. Then, with a thought, the Yellow Book appeared.

"Cultivate the Heaven-Stealing Divine Art!"

A sharp gleam flashed through Jiang Li's eyes. In an instant, words began appearing on the Yellow Book.

[When you first began cultivating the Heaven-Stealing Divine Art, you felt as though your life itself was burning away. At the same time, the Blood Qi within your body began to grow. In the third year, you successfully broke through to become a Seventh Grade martial artist.]

[In the fifth year, you cultivated the first layer of the Heaven-Stealing Divine Art, opened your first Heavenly Aperture, and burned thirty-five years of lifespan.]

[You continued burning your lifespan to raise your Blood Qi Value, gathering immense Blood Qi to strike at the second Heavenly Aperture. In the eleventh year, you successfully opened your second Heavenly Aperture. Your Blood Qi Value increased substantially, and the purity of your Blood Qi rose. You burned eighty-one years of lifespan.]

[In the seventeenth year, you cultivated the Heaven-Stealing Divine Art to the third layer and opened your third Heavenly Aperture. Your Blood Qi Value and Blood Qi purity increased. You burned one hundred and ninety-one years of lifespan.]

[In the fortieth year, you cultivated the Heaven-Stealing Divine Art to the fourth layer and opened your fourth Heavenly Aperture, burning two hundred and seventy-six years of lifespan.]

[In the seventy-third year, you finally opened your fifth Heavenly Aperture. At the same time, your body underwent an unbelievable transformation. Your five senses became incomparably sharp, while your Blood Qi purity reached a certain extreme and could no longer be improved.]

[You continued cultivating, only to discover that with your current Blood Qi purity, you could not open the sixth Heavenly Aperture. You could only continue burning your lifespan to raise your Blood Qi Value. In the one hundred and eighty-fifth year, your Blood Qi purity finally underwent a qualitative leap, reaching the realm of "Blood Qi like Mercury." At the same time, you opened your sixth Heavenly Aperture. Your five senses improved dramatically. You burned three hundred and fifty-five years of lifespan.]

[You stopped cultivating.]

[Cultivatable Lifespan]: 177

This was the first time Jiang Li had actively stopped cultivating through the Yellow Book, and it was also the point at which his lifespan was at its lowest.

"After cultivating for 185 years and burning 938 years of lifespan, I used 1,123 years of lifespan in total, yet I've only cultivated halfway."

"Even without great supplements like Qi and Blood Pills or exotic beast flesh to raise my Blood Qi, this single session of cultivation would have been enough for other martial artists to cultivate for several lifetimes."

Even Jiang Li could not help but stare dumbfoundedly.

But soon, he sensed the surging, incomparably pure Blood Qi within his body.

At that instant, Jiang Li had the feeling that he was already invincible beneath the heavens, that with a casual punch, he could blast apart everything before him.

He had never felt such a sense of power before.

And that was not all. Jiang Li also discovered that his eyesight, hearing, and the rest of his senses had all improved enormously.

For instance, he could clearly see a speck of dust gently drifting through the air in the corner of the desk.

His ears could even hear the beautiful female streamer on the phone next door thanking her big brother through the wall.

He could even accurately tell that the voice came from a phone, rather than from a real person.

"Finally, I'm Seventh Grade. But my lifespan has nearly been exhausted."

"At this rate of consumption, for the Heaven-Stealing Divine Art to reach major completion, I'm afraid I'll need at least another two thousand—no, three thousand years of lifespan."

"Four thousand years to cultivate a single technique. The Heaven-Stealing Divine Art truly deserves to be called an S-rank forbidden technique."

Jiang Li walked out of his room and took out a bank card. He left five million on it for his younger sister Jiang Qi to use in cultivating martial arts.

He also left behind all the Qi and Blood Pills from before.

He wrote everything down on a note, then closed the door and left.

Beihe City, high-speed rail station.

Jiang Li took a business-class seat that cost seven thousand a ticket and headed straight for Donghai.

Because vicious beasts ran rampant beyond the cities, transportation such as high-speed rail could only travel underground. This made travel in this world especially troublesome—and even expensive.

The wilderness beyond the cities was guarded by the military, while martial artists from every city cleared it out, alongside hunting parties that hunted there.

Even certain special highways required Great Xia to invest enormous amounts of time and effort into maintenance, making the costs extremely high.

On the high-speed rail, there was nothing but darkness outside, with no scenery to speak of, so Jiang Li sat alone with his eyes closed, resting.

Though it was not yet time for the Donghai Training Camp assessment, Jiang Li could no longer hold himself back.

With only 177 years of lifespan remaining, how was he any different from an old man on the verge of the grave?

Moreover, vicious beasts ran rampant across the Donghai Battlefield, and Jiang Li wanted to temper his martial path ahead of time.

When the train stopped at a certain platform, someone boarded and took a seat not far from Jiang Li.

Sensing someone watching him, Jiang Li slowly opened his eyes and met a pair of innocent, bright eyes.

"Hello, big brother!"

A little girl of six or seven, clutching a fluffy baby rabbit toy in her arms, greeted Jiang Li.

"Hello!"

Jiang Li could not help but smile as he returned the greeting.

"Nannan, big brother is resting. You mustn't disturb him."

The girl's mother tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear and spoke gently to the girl.

"Okay, Nannan won't disturb big brother."

The girl's eyes curved into crescents as she smiled. She sat quietly in her seat without making a fuss.

Jiang Li glanced at the woman, a trace of surprise appearing in his eyes.

"A martial artist? And she's cultivated a Breathing Technique. Her Blood Qi Value isn't low either—she should be Seventh Grade."

Ever since he had opened six Heavenly Apertures, he could even sense another person's blood qi and Breathing Technique.

Ordinary martial artists clearly could not do that.

The woman was only in her early thirties, yet she was a Seventh Grade martial artist. In Beihe City, she would already be considered an important figure.

Jiang Li gave it no further thought and continued resting with his eyes closed.

Before long, however, someone else boarded. Though Jiang Li did not open his eyes, he could sense the faint, almost imperceptible Killing Intent emanating from the person.

Hm?

Jiang Li raised his eyes and saw a short-haired middle-aged man in a black suit walk in and quietly take a seat.

The little girl was fine, but her mother beside her had gone rigid, as though facing a formidable enemy.

Jiang Li had no desire to involve himself in other people's affairs. It was not until the high-speed rail arrived at Donghai Station that he picked up his luggage and leisurely got off the train, while the other passengers gradually disappeared into the crowd.

Following the navigation on his phone, Jiang Li did not rest after getting off. He headed straight for the Donghai Battlefield.