Fang Han focused his mind on his body and clearly "saw" the Dark Green Internal Qi, which was like mist, in the Hundred Convergences Acupoint.
At this moment, this Acupoints was completely filled with Internal Qi, leaving no gaps whatsoever.
As another cycle of Internal Qi flows into the Hundred Convergences Acupoint.
"Buzz..."
A slight tremor, perceptible only to Fang Han, emanated from his Hundred Convergences Acupoint.
This acupoint was finally completely filled at this moment, with no gaps left.
The overflowing Internal Qi spontaneously surged towards the next Acupoints — the Purple Mansion Acupoint.
An invisible yet incredibly strong barrier suddenly appeared.
The barrier was like a transparent wall, firmly blocking the flowing Internal Qi from the outside.
We've hit a bottleneck.
Fang Han was fully aware that he had reached the bottleneck between the Second Grade and First Grade ranks of cultivation.
This is the final major barrier in the Upper Third Grade —the threshold of the First Grade.
Unlike the previous minor realm bottlenecks, this barrier between the Second Grade and First Grade is far more solid than any previous bottleneck.
There are countless ordinary martial artists who are stuck in this state for years, decades, or even their entire lives, unable to make any progress.
Even top geniuses often find themselves stuck for months or even a year.
But Fang Han remained completely unmoved.
With his current 512-fold increase in Root Bone Talent, let alone the bottleneck from Second Grade to First Grade, even the bottleneck from First Grade to grandmaster would hardly hold him back for long.
With a slight thought, the Dark Green Internal Qi within his body began to compress and condense, and following the breakthrough method of the < Greenwood Poison-Avoidance Scripture >, it fiercely attacked the barrier outside the Purple Mansion Acupoint.
"Boom--"
Upon the first impact, the barrier trembled violently, and ripples spread outwards, but no cracks appeared.
Fang Han remained calm, guiding his Internal Qi to strike repeatedly at a stable frequency.
With a 512-fold Root Bone Talent Amplification, this seemingly indestructible barrier was quite fragile for him.
Each impact created more cracks in the barrier.
Half an hour passed.
An hour passed.
Fang Han remained motionless, like an old monk in deep meditation, with only his aura slightly surging with each impact.
The medicinal power of the Earth Spirit Pill was rapidly consumed in this high-intensity impact, transforming into waves of powerful Internal Qi.
Two hours later, Fang Han gathered all his Internal Qi and launched his final attack.
"Click--"
A crisp cracking sound, originating from the depths of life itself, like spring ice suddenly breaking, resounded clearly in his perception.
The invisible barrier blocking the Purple Mansion Acupoint shattered instantly.
The pent-up Internal Qi, like a flood bursting its banks, surged joyfully into the newly opened Purple Mansion Acupoint.
"Boom--!"
In an instant, Fang Han Han's aura surged wildly like a volcanic eruption.
The aura was so strong that it far surpassed the Second Grade Late Stage, stirring up an invisible wave of energy in the Quiet Room and scattering the remaining cold ash in the Sandalwood Incense burner.
The window frames vibrated and hummed from the shockwave, and even the walls seemed to tremble slightly for a moment.
Including the Purple Mansion Acupoint, there are now twenty-five interconnected Acupoints, forming an unprecedentedly complex Internal Qi circulation system.
The speed and volume of the Internal Qi flow increased dramatically, its color became deeper, and its texture became as viscous as mercury. The sense of power it brought with its flow was far greater than before.
A wondrous feeling, stemming from a leap in the level of life, welled up within me.
" Early First Grade, accomplished."
Fang Han slowly opened his eyes, a glint of Dark Green light swirling within them before slowly receding.
He clenched his fist lightly, and his knuckles crackled crisply.
Feeling the increasingly vast and powerful Internal Qi within his body, a faint smile appeared on his lips.
It only took two hours to go from encountering the bottleneck of the First Grade to breaking through to the First Grade.
If those top talents who have been trapped in this situation for months or even a year knew about it, I wonder what they would think.
"A newly discovered Divine Treasury..."
After calming down from the excitement of the breakthrough, Fang Han focused his mind on the newly opened Purple Mansion Acupoint, sensing the newly opened Divine Treasury.
With the opening of the Purple Mansion Acupoint, a brand new Divine Treasury is also revealed.
The next moment--
An unprecedented and wondrous feeling welled up from deep within my brow.
It is an invisible force, unseen and intangible, yet it truly exists.
It was as if an invisible hand was extending from his body.
" Divine Strength interfering with reality!"
Fang Han opened his eyes and his gaze fell on the futon a few feet in front of him.
With a slight thought, an invisible force quietly emerged, attempting to lift the prayer mat.
The cushion remained completely still.
He frowned slightly and took out a handwritten copy of the < Great Void Wind God Sword > from his Storage Ring.
He tried again.
This time, the handwritten copy trembled slightly, then floated up, swaying gently.
A hint of surprise flashed in Fang Han's eyes as he continued to channel his Divine Strength.
The handwritten copy slowly rose into the air, floating to eye level, where it hovered and trembled slightly.
He tried to move the manuscript—left, right, and slowly circle it around him.
In just a few breaths, he felt a wave of exhaustion wash over him from the depths of his brow, and the handwritten copy fell back to the ground with a "thud".
"It can only control objects weighing less than one pound, and its power is extremely limited, but its potential is enormous."
Fang Han muttered to himself.
Currently, this Divine Strength's ability to interfere with reality is too weak; it can only briefly lift an object weighing one pound and cannot be used in direct combat.
However, its immense potential is undeniable.
As one's cultivation level increases and Divine Strength grows, this power to interfere with reality will inevitably become even stronger.
In the future, it may not be impossible to interfere with oneself with Divine Strength and make oneself fly.
It is certain that even a Grandmaster's Divine Strength cannot reach this level, and it is unknown whether Great Grandmaster's Divine Strength can reach this level.
Azure Profound Sect is, after all, only a top-tier power. No Great Grandmaster has ever appeared in the sect, and there are very few records about Great Grandmaster.
"Don't overthink it. As long as my strength continues to grow, I'll eventually be able to use my Divine Strength to lift myself up and achieve flight."
Fang Han shook his head and decided to put the matter aside for the time being.
He stood up, stretched his muscles which were slightly sore from sitting for so long, and pushed open the door to the Quiet Room.
The sun was shining brightly in the courtyard, and the bamboo grove rustled in the breeze.
Redfire lay down by the Cultivation Ground in the backyard. When it saw Fang Han come out, it wagged its tail and came to greet him.
Fang Han patted its head and strode towards the front yard.
Upon arriving at the front courtyard, Qui Lan was with two Maid arranging the newly delivered tea leaves from the sect's logistics department under the eaves, occasionally conversing in hushed tones.
Hearing footsteps, she looked up, quickly put down the tea canister in her hand, and bowed.
"Senior brother."
Fang Han nodded slightly and asked:
What is today's date?
Qui Lan was slightly taken aback, then respectfully replied:
"Replying to Senior Brother, today is June 18th."
"June 18th?"
Fang Han raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
Before we knew it, it was already mid-June.
After the Martial Arts Tournament, he returned to his sect and went into seclusion to cultivate, and it has been nearly two months since then.
Fang Han's mind stirred slightly as he thought about proposing marriage to the Yun Clan and Hundred Treasures Pavilion.
It's already June, and the second half of the year is just around the corner. It's time to start preparing for the marriage proposal as soon as possible.
This matter concerns the proper etiquette; the betrothal gifts, matchmaker, and date all need to be carefully discussed with the parents and cannot be taken lightly.
He hesitated for a moment, then said to Qui Lan:
"I need to go home tomorrow. I'll feed Redfire early tomorrow morning."
"Yes, senior brother."
Qui Lan responded and turned to make the arrangements.
Fang Han stood with his hands behind his back in the courtyard, gazing at the distant, rolling mountains.
His thoughts drifted over the upcoming itinerary, then he went home to discuss the engagement, prepared the betrothal gifts, and then went to the Yun Clan and Lan Clan to propose marriage.
Although time isn't tight, we still need to hurry.
He withdrew his gaze and turned to walk towards the Quiet Room.
Azure Profound City.
In an ordinary inn in the eastern part of the city.
In a guest room on the second floor facing the street, a middle-aged man sat by the window, holding a cup of tea that had long since gone cold, his gaze fixed on the official road leading to Azure Profound Mountain.
This person appeared to be in his early forties, with an extremely ordinary face; none of his eyebrows, eyes, nose, or lips were particularly outstanding—the kind of person you would easily lose in a crowd.
He was of medium build, dressed in an ordinary gray robe, with an inconspicuous longsword hanging at his waist, looking just like any other ordinary traveling martial artist.
But if someone looks closely into his eyes, they will occasionally see a very faint, cold light flashing deep within them, like an undercurrent beneath the surface of ice.
His codename is Yi Three, and he comes from an assassin organization called " Dark Abyss ".
The Dark Abyss is a name that strikes fear into the hearts of people in the underground world of the surrounding counties.
Unlike ordinary forces, it does not have its own sects and territories, but instead hides in the shadows.
With master-level assassins at their disposal, they take on all kinds of assassination commissions. As long as you can afford it, anyone can become their target, from the leader of a top power to an ordinary martial artist.
Yi Three is the third-ranked assassin among the "Yi" assassins of the Dark Abyss.
More than a month ago, he received a commission to assassinate Azure Profound Sect, True Disciple Fang Han Qingxuan Sect.
So, he disguised himself as a wandering martial artist, infiltrated Azure Profound City, and waited for Fang Han to leave Azure Profound Sect so he could assassinate Fang Han.
"I've been waiting for a month!"
Yi Three downed his herbal tea in one gulp, his ordinary face revealing no emotion.
They had thought they would soon have the opportunity to assassinate Fang Han, but Fang Han remained secluded at home. A month passed, and they still hadn't seen a trace of Fang Han.
As for infiltrating the Azure Profound Sect to assassinate someone, that would be tantamount to courting death.
The Azure Profound Sect is, after all, a top-tier power with a Grandmaster in charge. Even an experienced assassin like him would never dare to infiltrate it rashly.
The slightest mistake could alert the Grandmaster in charge, at which point not only would completing the mission be impossible, but even escaping would be difficult.
"If the intelligence is correct, Fang Han should leave Azure Profound Sect soon!"
Yi Three put down his teacup, and a hint of suppressed impatience flickered in his otherwise unremarkable eyes.
Even a patient assassin like him was starting to get impatient after waiting for over a month.
Fortunately, a piece of intelligence he received gave him a glimmer of hope.
According to intelligence, Fang Han will get engaged in the second half of this year.
Fang Han will inevitably leave Azure Profound Sect at that time, which will be his opportunity to assassinate him.
Yi Three slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, suppressing his impatience once again.
He picked up the teapot, poured himself another cup of chilled tea, and turned his gaze back to the official road leading to Azure Profound Mountain outside the window.