The First Palm Path Divine Ability, Mountain-Pushing!

Half an hour later, Lu Ming pushed himself for about five more minutes before he could no longer hold on and withdrew from the Iron Stake Area.

"Hoo~" He panted slightly, blood rushing to his head, sweat pouring down, yet a faint joy stirred in his heart.

Sure enough, he had improved his training time by a little.

If he kept this up, he should reach a full hour in about ten days—that would be double, which was decent enough.

His gaze swept across the Martial Arts Arena, where many were already sparring!

Lu Ming thought to himself, this way everyone's level would rise. He wondered if he still had a chance to snatch a Red Token.

His eyes fixed on the Iron-Scaled Python Demon at the deepest part of the Iron Stake Area, where several Red Tokens were faintly visible stuck into its body.

Getting one Red Token would earn him a tenth of the demon's meat!

Staring at the Iron-Scaled Python Demon, which still radiated a terrifying aura even in death, a flicker of heat rose in Lu Ming's heart.

With such a powerful body, how potent must the nourishing medicinal power of its demon meat be?

It had to far surpass the Qi-Enhancing Pill!

If he could obtain the demon meat, he would have a chance to break through to Flesh Refining Mastery before the big exam.

Otherwise, with his mediocre talent, with less than a month and a half left, there was no way he could reach that stage no matter what.

Then, facing Shen Changfeng after the exam would be dangerous!

"If I use Godly Movement, I could charge further in. But my body's endurance is limited. With my current physique, I'd at most reach Chen Feng or Feng Qingzhu's level.

"If I could train in the Iron Stake Area for three full hours every day, even without getting the demon meat, there's a certain chance I could break through to Flesh Refining Mastery."

Lu Ming thought quietly as he looked at the orderly rows of iron stakes ahead.

Unfortunately, he had offended Shen Changfeng now, and even Feng Qingzhu was unwilling to protect him.

Today's opportunity was already used up. Since he had no chance to enter the Iron Stake Area again, Lu Ming had no choice but to leave reluctantly.

Just as he was about to step out of the Martial Arts Arena, someone suddenly blocked his path:

"You have Qi-Enhancing Pills?"

Lu Ming looked up. The person was strikingly graceful, with a beautiful face, but her expression carried a hint of aloofness—it was Feng Qingzhu.

His heart stirred, and he said, "I do indeed. What advice does Senior Sister have?"

Feng Qingzhu paused for a moment, then said, "Give me twenty Qi-Enhancing Pills, and I'll protect you."

Lu Ming's face darkened. Twenty pills—what a huge demand!

He only had thirty Qi-Enhancing Pills in total, and once they were gone, that was it.

But if he could train in the Iron Stake Area for three hours every day, he could strive to advance to Flesh Refining within twenty days.

By then, with his stronger adaptability to divine abilities and the momentum boost from Godly Movement, he might have a chance to claim a share of demon meat, which could replace the Qi-Enhancing Pills for cultivation.

So he said, "Qi-Enhancing Pills are major cultivation medicine. I need them myself. How could I have that many? I can't give twenty."

Feng Qingzhu replied, "The training boost from the Iron Stake Area far exceeds twenty Qi-Enhancing Pills."

Lu Ming countered, "The training boost from the Iron Stake Area isn't certain how strong it is. Besides, once someone takes the Red Tokens, the meat might be divided up, and then this training environment would be gone..."

In the end, Lu Ming only agreed to give ten Qi-Enhancing Pills, and he insisted that the sparring and guidance sessions couldn't stop.

After all, sparring tempered his martial will, improved his resistance to the Iron-Scaled Python Demon's aura, let him go further in the Iron Stake Area, and boosted his practical combat experience—it was still very useful.

Hearing this, Feng Qingzhu pursed her lips slightly, hesitated, and reluctantly accepted.

So Lu Ming returned to his own courtyard and fetched ten Qi-Enhancing Pills.

The two went to Wei Jinlin to record the protection quota—one side recorded, the other handed over the pills.

The transaction went smoothly.

Lu Ming stepped into the Iron Stake Area again, feeling the familiar oppressive aura, and his spirits lifted.

This way, he could train in the Iron Stake Area for three full hours every day!

Compared to half an hour or an hour, the effect was a huge improvement.

Still, watching Feng Qingzhu hold the bottle of ten Qi-Enhancing Pills with a faint gleam in her eyes, Lu Ming felt puzzled.

As the daughter of the Green Bamboo Gang's leader—one of the "Two Gangs, Three Halls, Three Great Families"—and with fairly good martial talent, she shouldn't lack major cultivation medicine.

Earlier, though she was willing to spar with him, she had looked like she absolutely wouldn't protect him.

Unexpectedly, once she heard he had Qi-Enhancing Pills, just ten pills were enough to get her agreement.

Feeling the Iron-Scaled Python Demon's pressure grow stronger as he ventured deeper into the Iron Stake Area, Lu Ming pushed aside his stray thoughts and focused on training.

[Evolving Acupoint Divine Ability...]

Over the next few days, Lu Ming trained Cloud-Piercing Finger for three hours each day in the Martial Arts Arena, then another two hours back in his own courtyard, and finally practiced Nine Palaces Palm for one hour.

He clearly felt his power growing faster than before, his blood and qi gradually strengthening. Every morning when he woke, his blood and qi were abundant, and his spirit was full and vigorous.

His acupoint experience steadily increased. After seven days, it reached 4392 points, nearly half of the ten thousand needed.

What excited him more was that today, his palm mastery experience would hit one hundred!

Night had already fallen. In a large courtyard of the Military Service Bureau, Lu Ming was still training hard among the Stone Tablet Nine Palace Stakes.

Bang bang bang!

After finishing the last round of Nine Palaces Palm, he walked out from the other end of the Nine Palace Stakes, utterly exhausted, his blood and qi boiling.

[Evolving Palm Path Divine Ability (100/100)...]

[Evolution complete!]

[Acquired Palm Path Divine Ability: Mountain-Pushing.]

[Mountain-Pushing]: Innate divine strength, a palm that pushes mountains!

[Palm Path Divine Ability]: Mountain-Pushing (Nascent).

Finally done!

Lu Ming felt joy in his heart. Every time he obtained a divine ability, he gained a powerful skill—this was the moment he looked forward to most.

"Mountain-Pushing?" Seeing the evolved Palm Path Divine Ability, Lu Ming's eyes lit up.

So-called Mountain-Pushing meant being able to push even mountains aside.

This divine ability was quite formidable, perhaps even stronger than the Leg Dao Divine Ability, Earth Splitting.

However, as Lu Ming carefully sensed the power of the Mountain-Pushing divine ability within his body, he understood that this ability, like Earth Splitting, was influenced by his cultivation level.

With his current Skin Refining Great Completion cultivation, he could only push a mountain about five zhang high. This number matched the ground area that Earth Splitting could control.

"Five zhang... that's just over ten meters. So low, it might as well be a fake mountain!" Lu Ming shook his head slightly.

All he could say was, future potential!

"Wait!" Lu Ming suddenly stared at the Nine Palace Stakes beside him, surprised.

He felt a faint stirring in his palms, as if he could push the Puppet Stakes.

Could it be that the Mountain-Pushing divine ability wasn't limited to "pushing mountains"?

That was very possible—after all, how could a divine ability be so inconvenient? If it could push mountains, why not push a Puppet Stake?

Even with Earth Splitting, he felt that if he kept using it skillfully, eventually advancing from Nascent to Minor Success, and even to Great Success, it might be used to harm people, not just split the earth.

Only one way to find out.

With a flash of thought, Lu Ming eagerly approached a Puppet Stake and struck out with a palm!

He had thought of a way to apply the Mountain-Pushing divine ability.

Now, it all depended on whether he could push the Puppet Stake. If he could, his progress into the Iron Stake Area would leap forward, greatly increasing his chances of seizing the Red Token!

Lu Ming's eyes gleamed faintly as his palm slammed onto the Puppet Stake, divine power descending.

Divine ability, Mountain-Pushing!