Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 795 - 793: Hope for True Yuan!

The night sky was as dark as ink, dotted with sparkling stars. The wind whispered through the bamboo forest, creating soft, rustling sounds that added to the serene ambiance.

In the courtyard, Luo Feng sat cross-legged on a rock, meditating and cultivating. Before him lay a nearly transparent pond where the reflection of the moon swayed gently with the breeze, shattering into myriad slivers of soft, brilliant light.

The second transformation of the Divine Dragon Nine Changes, Blood Soul Transformation, as its name implied, was not about tempering the flesh but refining Yuan Qi.

However, the short cultivation Dharma Jue was exceptionally difficult to understand. The route of the Yuan Qi’s flow within the body was complex. Even with Luo Feng’s keen comprehension, he found it quite taxing. He dared not be careless, controlling the circulation of Yuan Qi bit by bit.

There was no room for mistakes in Yuan Qi cultivation. Otherwise, if the Yuan Qi entered the wrong path, all previous efforts could be wasted, or worse, he could suffer severe internal injuries.

Concentrating his mind, Luo Feng could clearly see the meridians in his body through his perception. He could even see the Yuan Qi flowing within them, occasionally radiating a mysterious light, resembling strands of Yuan Qi crystals.

DRIP!

A drop of sweat slid from the tip of his nose, shattering on the ground.

Luo Feng was completely oblivious to this. His mind was entirely immersed in cultivation, lost to the world.

BUZZ!

As Luo Feng practiced according to the Dharma Jue of the Divine Dragon Nine Changes’ second transformation, the rotational speed of the twelve Four Spirit Rotations awakened within his body suddenly increased, absorbing the surrounding Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi.

Within Luo Feng’s consciousness, he could faintly hear draconic chants resonating throughout his body, seemingly without end.

At this moment, Luo Feng felt all the Yuan Qi in his body vibrating slightly with the dragon chants. The Yuan Qi gradually condensed and rapidly expanded.

Time flowed by. After an unknown period, Luo Feng finally guided the Yuan Qi to complete a Grand Circulation within his body.

Instantly, the sound of dragon chants echoed throughout his body, clearly audible even from the outside.

WHOOSH!

Opening his eyes, a chilly light flashed within them. His sharp aura was intense, and a crack several meters long appeared on the water’s surface before him, splitting it into two halves that refused to rejoin.

HUFF...

Exhaling a turbid breath, a hint of fatigue in its wake, Luo Feng looked up at the sky and squinted slightly.

The night had passed, and in the eastern sky, the morning sun burst forth with myriad golden rays.

This Blood Soul Transformation is indeed not simple. It’s so difficult to complete just one Grand Circulation. I spent almost a day of hard work. I can’t imagine how difficult it will be to cultivate to the highest realm of Nine Dragons Return Yuan and refine a wisp of True Yuan.

Although the progress was slow, Luo Feng wasn’t disappointed. The perfection of Blood Essence Transformation could refine a breath of True Yuan of unparalleled power. For this alone, all the hardship was worthwhile.

Moreover, after a night of cultivation, he felt that the Yuan Qi in his body had condensed considerably. Waves of surging power coursed through him, and his cultivation seemed to have improved.

The Spiritual Transformation is for Tempering Body, and the Blood Essence Transformation is for Qi cultivation. Could it be... as the realm of Blood Essence Transformation increases, my cultivation speed will also accelerate?

Feeling the changes in his body, Luo Feng’s eyes flickered as he pondered the reasons for these changes. Joy gradually crept into the corners of his eyebrows.

He had originally thought it would take at least a month to break through to the mid-stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm; he hadn’t expected his cultivation to advance after just one night.

If his guess was correct, then cultivating the Blood Soul Transformation to perfection would ensure smooth progress in his future cultivation, and reaching the True Yuan Realm would be only a matter of time!

After a moment of excitement, the smile on Luo Feng’s face gradually faded, and he shook his head.

These were all just conjectures. It remained to be seen if they held true.

Moreover, given the difficulty of practicing the Blood Soul Transformation, it would likely take a long time to cultivate it to the Perfect Realm.

"Haste makes waste. I’ll take it one step at a time. In two years, I will definitely enter the True Yuan Realm..."

Luo Feng muttered to himself, his gaze fixed on the pond before him for a long while. He then exhaled and turned his gaze towards the main hall of the Golden Palace.

Shui Linglong, upon learning about the Demon Sect’s hideout, would definitely not let it go. Yet, an entire night had passed with no activity, which he found somewhat surprising.

After some thought, Luo Feng decided to investigate and, in doing so, familiarize himself with the Linglong Hall’s environment.

Turning back into his room, he washed up, changed into a set of clean clothes, opened the courtyard door, and stepped out.

Just as he exited the courtyard, Luo Feng suddenly heard a series of sounds, like something tearing through the air, coming from ahead.

Someone?

His eyes flashed, and Luo Feng quickened his pace. Not far off, he looked up to see a slender figure standing at the cliff’s edge, facing away from him.

It was Ling Qingwu.

At this moment, Ling Qingwu stood quietly on the precipice. The fierce mountain wind whipped at her robes, but her slender figure remained unshaken, like a sheer, perilous peak, exuding a nascent imposing aura.

As Yuan Qi lotuses bloomed and faded around her, an invisible, sharp aura spread outward. With each breath she took, the sea of clouds before her was rent by long, tearing fissures.

Seeing Ling Qingwu cultivating, Luo Feng stopped in his tracks, standing silently to the side, not wishing to disturb her.

Looking at the shattered sea of clouds, he felt a surge of admiration. Such a method of condensing Yuan Qi into a sword could only be wielded by those who had reached an extremely high realm in the Sword Dao.

After a moment, the whistling wind died down. Ling Qingwu retracted her aura and turned around.

Luo Feng smiled, "Good morning."

Ling Qingwu nodded, "Hm."

"How long have you been here?"

As Luo Feng approached, he noticed that Ling Qingwu’s hair was dotted with morning dew. She must have arrived quite early, which surprised him.

"I arrived yesterday afternoon. Seeing you were cultivating, I didn’t disturb you," Ling Qingwu said calmly, her bright eyes glancing at Luo Feng, a slight sparkle within them.

"Your cultivation seems to have improved again?"

Luo Feng chuckled, "You see right through me. But compared to me, congratulations are in order for you. If I’m not mistaken, you should be about to advance to the seventh stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm."

"It should take a few more days."

Ling Qingwu didn’t deny it, a rare trace of a smile touching her lips.

Hearing this, Luo Feng was taken aback. He had perceived a certain roundness and maturity in Ling Qingwu’s Yuan Qi and had asked casually, not expecting her to be so confident. It appeared her breakthrough was indeed imminent.

"Congratulations in advance, then."

Luo Feng gave a faint smile and asked, "You seemed to be in a hurry to find me. What’s the matter?"

He was the sole resident of this courtyard, so Ling Qingwu’s appearance here undoubtedly meant she had something important to discuss.

"I have something to give you."

Ling Qingwu took out the Yao Light Jade Token and handed it to Luo Feng.

"This is the Yao Light Jade Token, a reward from the Second Hall Master for obtaining the map of the Demon Sect’s base. With this token, you can go to the Lingxiao Pavilion and choose any top-grade Profound Level Secret Manual to cultivate."

"Yao Light Jade Token?"

Luo Feng took the token. The jade token was a lustrous, pure color, without the slightest impurity, and felt cool and refreshing to the touch. He knew it was a treasure.

His Eight Wastelands Dominating Flame Fist could no longer unleash his full strength. Ever since his last clash with Ling Qingwu, Luo Feng had been eager to learn a new fist technique. This Yao Light Jade Token had arrived at the perfect moment.

At this point, Ling Qingwu produced several sets of clothes and another jade token, saying,

"These are your uniforms, and also your Identity Jade. You must wear the Golden Palace uniform within the Golden Palace. In the future, when you travel the Jianghu, others recognizing you as a disciple of Linglong Hall will spare you much trouble."

Luo Feng glanced at the common clothes he was wearing, smiled awkwardly, and accepted the items. "Thank you. If you need anything next time, I won’t hesitate to help."

"I was just passing by."

Ling Qingwu, her expression impassive, asked, "Why didn’t you bring two female attendants? Living here alone must be rather inconvenient."

Luo Feng shook his head.

"I’m used to being alone. Besides, it would be rather awkward for a man like me to live with two female attendants."

"That’s true."

"What’s the situation with the Demon Sect’s base?" Luo Feng asked, stowing the clothes in his storage ring.

Ling Qingwu’s willow-like eyebrows furrowed slightly. She stretched out a fair, delicate hand and pressed downwards.

HUM!

An invisible ripple spread out in all directions, causing the grass and leaves around the cliff to rustle.

Seeing no one else was present, Ling Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief and said,

"I was just about to speak to you about that. This matter is of great importance. The Second Hall Master has instructed that it should not be disclosed for now, to avoid alerting the enemy."

"I understand." Luo Feng nodded.

Ling Qingwu continued, "The Second Hall Master has already begun contacting the other Golden Palace Hall Masters. They plan to use a hunting competition as a pretext to launch a surprise attack on these Demon Sect bases and eradicate them completely."

"That’s a good idea. When will this happen?"

"It’s estimated to be in about half a month, at the beginning of November."

Ling Qingwu looked up at Luo Feng and said, "The Second Hall Master wants you to prepare as well, to set off together then."

"Alright."

A sharp glint flashed in Luo Feng’s eyes as he nodded in agreement.

Such life-and-death trials were extremely beneficial for cultivation. Besides, the Blood Demon Sect had meticulously plotted to kill him last time; this was the perfect chance to repay that debt, with interest.

"Ling Qingwu, are you busy right now?" Luo Feng asked, shifting his gaze to her.

Ling Qingwu looked up. "I was planning to return to my cultivation. Is there something you need?"

Luo Feng rubbed his nose, took out the Yao Light Jade Token, and said,

"I plan to exchange this for a Secret Manual. However, I’m not yet familiar with Linglong Hall. I was hoping you could show me the way."

"Let’s go. I’ll take you," Ling Qingwu said and turned to leave.

"Thank you." Luo Feng quickly followed.

Ling Qingwu took a couple of steps, then suddenly stopped. She looked Luo Feng over and said, "You should change into your uniform first. Otherwise, if the Law Enforcement Elder sees you, you’ll inevitably be punished."

"I almost forgot! Please wait for me a moment."

Recalling the icy woman he had encountered the previous day, Luo Feng took a sharp breath and immediately returned to Panlong Residence to change into the Golden Palace uniform.

"Ling Qingwu, let’s go." A moment later, Luo Feng emerged from the courtyard.

Ling Qingwu had been observing the ever-changing, fascinating sea of clouds. Hearing his voice, she turned, her gaze lingering on him for a moment.

This male uniform had been custom-made for Luo Feng. The cyan and white robe was an excellent fit, lending him a refined and handsome appearance. He exuded a scholarly aura, giving him an air of being transcendent and unworldly.

Meeting Ling Qingwu’s gaze, Luo Feng smiled.

"What is it?"

Ling Qingwu withdrew her gaze and shook her head. "The uniform suits you well. Let’s go."

The two of them headed towards the main thoroughfare of Linglong Hall.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Luo Feng!"

"Good morning, Senior Sister Ling!"

"Senior Brother Luo Feng, I also practice the Saber Technique. If there’s something I don’t understand, may I ask you?"

"Senior Brother Luo Feng, how did you comprehend the Grand Momentum?"

As the two appeared, they immediately drew the gazes of numerous Linglong Hall female disciples.