At the same time, Chen Xin rented a room next to Jiang Xuan's.
However, before increasing his strength, Jiang Xuan had activated the aura-concealment function through the system panel. Unless someone entered his room, it was absolutely impossible for anyone else to detect the unusual aura within.
Unaware of this, Chen Xin carefully scanned the area with her spiritual power. After confirming that Jiang Xuan was unharmed, she calmed down and began examining her current body.
First was her own strength.
Her Soul Power had genuinely broken through to level 97. She was at least thirty percent stronger than before. Old Bones, who had once been able to barely exchange a few moves with her, would now show signs of defeat before lasting a hundred moves against her.
If her physical changes could be set aside, this alone would have been enough to make the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect celebrate for a long time.
Unfortunately, it could not be set aside.
Back at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, with others present, she had been too embarrassed and had lacked the time to examine it closely.
Now that she was alone, after much hesitation, she closed her eyes and used trembling hands to feel her body from top to bottom.
That completely crushed her last hope.
She truly had become a genuine woman.
But... why?
Why had this happened?
What level of power could completely transform a person's gender, inside and out?
In Chen Xin's understanding, even this world's peak combatants—level 99 Limit Douluo—were utterly incapable of such a thing.
If she had to explain it, only calling it a miracle of the gods could barely make sense of it.
"So... Xuan'er's Martial Soul came from a divine inheritance? If that's the case... could our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect produce a god in the future?"
"Forget it. Becoming a god is still far too distant for Xuan'er right now. For now, I'll protect him as he slowly grows up. He's a good child. Once he attains the Dao in the future, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will surely ascend with him!"
As Chen Xin voiced those sentiments, Jiang Xuan's endurance was already nearing its limit.
Nine thousand years!
As long as he held on a little longer, he could break through ten thousand years!
But the problem was that he seemed unable to hold on much longer.
Pain as if his body were being torn apart spread through every inch of him.
Some parts of Jiang Xuan's body felt as though they were about to burst from being stretched too far.
Yet just as he hesitated over whether to stop here and play it safe, the previously calm Eight Trigrams Furnace Martial Soul suddenly erupted with a dazzling light and instantly expanded several times over.
Then, the furnace door in its center opened on its own. A sudden suction force pulled the utterly bewildered Jiang Xuan directly into the Eight Trigrams Furnace.
"What the hell? What's going on? Why does my Martial Soul seem to be out of my control?"
Before Jiang Xuan could figure out what had happened, the furnace door shut automatically. Then the accompanying Six-Ding Divine Flame appeared out of thin air, forming a circle around him.
Anyone who saw this without knowing the reason might have thought some demon king was preparing to roast a living person over charcoal.
Jiang Xuan truly had no way to describe his suffering. He repeatedly tried to control his Martial Soul, but every command he issued vanished without a trace, receiving no response at all.
He was so screwed!
Could he become the first Soul Master in all of Douluo Continent's history to be killed by his own out-of-control Martial Soul?
Everything had happened too quickly for Jiang Xuan to think much. Yet just as despair gradually filled his heart, he suddenly realized that aside from making him feel somewhat hot, the Six-Ding Divine Flame did not seem to be harming his body.
No!
Not only was the Six-Ding Divine Flame not harming his body, it seemed to be tempering his flesh!
This...
Could it be that the Eight Trigrams Furnace Martial Soul had sensed that his body was about to reach its limit, so it was using this method to make him stronger?
If so, then his Eight Trigrams Furnace Martial Soul definitely possessed intelligence. He just did not know why its spirit had never communicated with him.
Did it temporarily lack the ability to communicate with him, or was it simply too lazy to talk to him?
But now was not the time to think about that.
Once he confirmed that this was beneficial to him, Jiang Xuan quickly adjusted his mindset and threw himself wholeheartedly into cultivation, cooperating without reservation as the Six-Ding Divine Flame tempered his body.
Soon, he felt the pain within his body gradually weaken. The Soul Ring's age, which had stopped rising, began increasing again.
This truly was an enormous surprise!
The Eight Trigrams Furnace Martial Soul could actually help temper a person's body!
If that was the case...
Jiang Xuan suddenly recalled that Sun Wukong, who had wreaked havoc in Heaven, had seemingly been refined in this Eight Trigrams Furnace by Lao Jun's Six-Ding Divine Flame for seven times seven, forty-nine days, thereby gaining his Fiery Golden Eyes divine ability.
If he could replicate that divine ability too, even if he only gained a rudimentary trace of it, it would still be countless times stronger than Little Scumbag's Purple Demon Eyes!
Decided. Once this body tempering was complete, he would definitely find time to thoroughly research whether this was feasible!
After the Divine Fire tempered his body for roughly two hours, a sharp gleam burst from Jiang Xuan's eyes. Then, the dark-purple Soul Ring floating outside the Eight Trigrams Furnace Martial Soul completely transformed into black!
His ten-thousand-year third Soul Ring was complete!
Jiang Xuan's joy was beyond words.
At first, it had merely been a casual thought. He had never expected it to actually succeed in the end!
Moreover, the Six-Ding Divine Flame had yet to stop tempering his body, and the Soul Ring's age was still steadily increasing.
Could his third Soul Ring directly break through to one hundred thousand years?
But reality proved that Jiang Xuan had been thinking too much.
The Six-Ding Divine Flame stopped tempering his body once the Soul Ring's age reached twelve thousand years.
Feeling that the improvement was still insufficient, Jiang Xuan wanted to continue. But unexpectedly, the furnace door of the Eight Trigrams Furnace opened on its own again. A light breeze swept past him, and he was blown out of the furnace.
"Not enough... power... help me... gather... Heavenly Essence and Earthly Qi... once enough is gathered... body tempering can continue..."
A broken, intermittent voice entered his ears. Though he could not identify its source, Jiang Xuan was certain that it was the Eight Trigrams Furnace's spirit transmitting its voice to him.
But what was Heavenly Essence and Earthly Qi?
Jiang Xuan wanted the spirit to explain more clearly, but unfortunately, he did not hear another word in response to his questions.
"Did it fall asleep? Forget it, I'll take things one step at a time. Maybe if I'm lucky someday, I'll naturally find clues about Heavenly Essence and Earthly Qi."
Successfully obtaining a ten-thousand-year third Soul Ring, greatly strengthening his physical body, and directly raising his Soul Power Level to 32 all at once left Jiang Xuan extremely delighted.
At this point, he still had 7,400 Merit Points remaining.
The system panel showed that, based on his current Soul Power Level, raising it by one level required 500 Merit Points.
Forget it. Just raise it directly!
Ordinary Soul Masters had to worry about overcultivating and suffering qi deviation when increasing their Soul Power.
But he was allocating points through the system. If he still had to fear qi deviation, then what was the point of adding points at all?
[Congratulations, Host. You have successfully consumed 4,000 Merit Points. Soul Power Level has increased to 40.]
One day!
It had taken only one day to rise directly from level 22 to level 40!
Awesome!
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