The Monster's Way of Cultivation

"Hey, easy!"

Du Busi was startled and hurriedly wrapped Lu Chen in Soul Power.

He turned and glared at Guan Yi. "You old bastard, why were you so heavy-handed?"

Guan Yi looked innocent. "Didn't you tell me not to hold back, Sect Master?"

"You still need to take it step by step!"

Du Busi looked at Lu Chen, who had been reduced to a puddle of mush, and said worriedly, "I wonder if he can still recover after being injured like this."

Just then, several streaks of light came speeding over from afar and landed beside Du Busi.

Elder Jin Peng glared furiously at Guan Yi. "Look what you've done!

The Young Sect Master concerns the inheritance of our sect. If anything happens to him, I'll rip the Spine Martial Soul right out of you!"

"I told you long ago not to let this one-track-minded old bastard assist the Young Master's cultivation. Look at this now!"

The other elders also snorted coldly and looked at Lu Chen with anxious expressions.

Although they had heard the Sect Master say yesterday that he possessed an Immortal Body, none of them had seen it with their own eyes.

"I..."

Guan Yi opened his mouth innocently, unable to explain himself.

Yet under everyone's anxious gaze, the lone head remaining on the ground suddenly rolled its eyes in an eerie manner.

Immediately afterward, the pool of blood around the connection between the head and neck began to wriggle frantically.

Within just a few breaths, Lu Chen's upper body condensed back into shape.

"He's alive! The Young Sect Master is alive!" Everyone was overjoyed.

Elder Jin Peng's eyes widened in disbelief. "It really is an Immortal Body!"

"Young Sect Master, how are you? Are you all right?" Guan Yi hurried forward to ask.

Lu Chen shook his head, looking somewhat dazed as he stared at the group of old men around him with their eyes wide open.

His consciousness was still stuck at the instant Guan Yi released the gravity.

He had died too quickly to react at all.

"It's good that you're all right. Good."

Guan Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and the other elders relaxed as well.

Lu Chen was the precious treasure of the Body Sect. They would never allow anything to happen to him.

"But the Young Sect Master's constitution is far too terrifying. His body was reduced to bloody water, yet he still recovered completely."

A beautiful middle-aged woman with exceptionally long thighs gasped in amazement.

Among the burly elders, she stood out like a flower blooming from a pile of cow dung.

She was the only woman among the Body Sect's elders, the Fourth Elder, Luo Wei.

A level ninety-five Super Douluo, Martial Soul: Thigh!

Luo Wei's gaze swept over Lu Chen. She raised a brow and teased, "Mm, for someone so young, your assets aren't bad."

"Truly monstrous. This old man has lived for more than a hundred years, yet this is the first time I've seen such a constitution."

The Third Elder stroked his particularly prominent nose and sighed.

"What assets?"

Lu Chen froze and instinctively followed Luo Wei's gaze downward.

"Fuck!"

Lu Chen cried out and quickly covered his "Supreme Bone" with both hands, his old face burning.

The gravity from before had crushed his clothes directly into dust.

At that moment, he was standing naked in front of everyone!

Luo Wei covered her mouth and laughed. "The Young Sect Master is so young, yet he already knows how to be shy?"

"You'd better be talking about my age!" Lu Chen's mouth twitched as he retorted inwardly.

"All right, all right. Everyone, disperse. Don't disturb my disciple's cultivation."

Du Busi waved them away.

Everyone left.

Taking the opportunity, Lu Chen hurriedly changed into a pair of highly durable shorts.

He did not want to die of embarrassment again.

Guan Yi looked at Du Busi and coughed awkwardly.

"Sect Master, should I... continue?"

"Continue! Remember to proceed gradually, or there won't be any effect."

Du Busi instructed.

"Understood!"

Guan Yi nodded and activated the Gravity Domain again.

This time, however, the force was clearly much gentler.

Lu Chen only felt his bones shattering inch by inch, then rapidly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even his head was no exception.

Sharp, teeth-grinding cracks of bone rang out one after another, especially jarring in the silent valley.

Blood kept spilling out, dyeing the ground beneath him crimson.

"Hiss—"

Several disciples heading out for morning training happened to pass by in the distance.

When they saw the scene, their feet slipped, and they nearly tumbled off the mountain path.

"Is that... the Young Sect Master?"

One disciple stared wide-eyed, his throat producing a dry sound.

"What did he do wrong to be tortured so cruelly by the Sixth Elder? Even the Sect Master is watching from the side without stopping it?!"

Another disciple went pale and clutched the rock wall as he dry-heaved.

Lu Chen's appearance at that moment was simply too bizarre, his body like a toy that had been kneaded to ruin.

His bones were twisted, and his flesh was mangled.

Yet the flesh on his body continued to squirm, regenerating madly as if it were alive.

It was truly sanity-draining.

Vina, Chen Lü, Long Aotian, and the others happened to walk over as well.

Seeing Lu Chen's miserable state, every one of them sucked in a cold breath.

"The Young Sect Master is cultivating?"

Chen Lü shuddered all over, his eyes wide with disbelief.

He did not believe the Sect Master would kill Lu Chen, so this had to be cultivation.

But in the understanding of Body Sect disciples, body refinement might be arduous, yet it usually involved external strikes or medicinal baths.

Who cultivated like Lu Chen, practically gambling with his life?

Vina nodded solemnly. "That's right! This should be the Innate Secret Art the Sect Master mentioned.

Break, then rebuild—using extreme pain to remove the impurities from the body."

"Madman!"

Long Aotian's heart shook violently, and he found it utterly absurd.

What kind of cultivation was this horrifying?

Lu Chen closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into his body.

Amid pain unbearable to ordinary people, the terrifying recovery power of his Immortal Body operated madly.

The instant every broken bone healed, the force of the Innate Secret Art forcibly corrected and compressed it.

He could clearly feel that his newly formed bones had become denser and tougher.

A faint golden gleam seemed to emerge from the depths of his bone marrow.

That was not Soul Power, but pure Bloodline Power refined to the utmost, as heavy as lead and mercury.

Time passed second by second.

Before everyone's eyes, Lu Chen repeatedly cycled between "death" and "rebirth," continuously tempering his body.

At the same time, his spiritual power was rapidly increasing as well.

This was another monstrous aspect of the Immortal Body.

Even if his consciousness was crushed into collapse by pressure, as long as his body remained, it could return along with his recovery.

It was equivalent to tempering his mind through countless encounters with life and death.

"Rest for a moment, then continue."

Du Busi gestured for Guan Yi to stop the Gravity Domain, then turned to Lu Chen.

"Circulate your meditation method. Your Bloodline Power is depleted right now, making this the perfect time to absorb Soul Power and stabilize your body."

Lu Chen obediently sat cross-legged and immediately began circulating the Exploding Heart Meditation Method.

In an instant, the violent Soul Power of heaven and earth flooded into his body like a raging tide.

His internal organs and meridians, which had only recently recovered, were instantly ruptured again by that immense force.

Then they rapidly repaired themselves without pause.

However, he soon noticed that his meridians and internal organs lasted noticeably longer this time than before.

Lu Chen's eyes lit up. "This Innate Secret Art is actually this powerful!

After cultivating for only half a day, my constitution has improved slightly—and it's the internal organs and meridians, the hardest parts to temper!"

What he did not know was that no one else could replicate such life-threatening cultivation.

Even A Ruheng from Douluo III would not dare torment himself like this.

If anyone died hundreds of times in a single morning, their body's strength would inevitably be forced upward.

"My Soul Power has increased again, but I'm not sure by how much."

Lu Chen murmured inwardly.

Before coming to the sect, Lu Chen had asked Du Busi for his opinion regarding his first Soul Ring.

After pondering for a moment, Du Busi gave him his answer.

He was to first soak in medicinal baths for a month, further developing his body's potential and increasing the absorption limit of his Soul Ring.

Only afterward would he obtain a Soul Ring.

Lu Chen did not particularly care about it.

A month earlier or later made no difference.

Besides, absorbing a higher-year Soul Ring would also grant more Soul Power.

That would be enough to make up for the time.

By Lu Chen's own estimate, the age of his first Soul Ring should now be around two thousand to twenty-five hundred years.

If he consumed Whale Rubber, its age limit could rise even further.