Supreme Taming Authority-Chapter 36: Breakthrough! Late Stage Qi Condensation Realm! Late Stage Force Condensation Realm!

Chapter 36: Breakthrough! Late Stage Qi Condensation Realm! Late Stage Force Condensation Realm!

Three days had passed since the Moon Shadow Cult’s attack on Bluestone City.

The convoy continued northward, now traveling through a mountainous region where the terrain became increasingly rugged and the roads less maintained.

The attack had left everyone more cautious. Guards were posted at night. Xian Long and Zhou Kang even took turns keeping watch.

Training themselves to get used to being vigilant for there will days theh explore the world alone.

Even Ying Yue, who was not a combat specialist, had begun carrying a defensive talisman that Xian Tiandi had given her.

Elder Feng and Elder Qiu remained vigilant, their spiritual senses constantly sweeping the surroundings for any threats.

The fact that a Golden Core level cult operation had attacked so brazenly had put them on edge.

Xian Tiandi himself spent most of the travel time in meditation inside the carriage.

The battle had taught him valuable lessons, but it had also revealed limitations in his current strength. He needed to grow stronger, faster.

On the afternoon of the third day, they reached a particularly scenic area. A river cut through a valley between two mountain peaks.

The water was crystal clear, rushing over smooth stones with a pleasant sound. Trees lined both banks, their leaves rustling in the mountain breeze.

"We’ll rest here for the remainder of the day," Xian Tiandi announced. "The horses need water and rest. We’ll camp here tonight and continue at dawn."

No one objected. The constant travel had been tiring, and this location was peaceful and defensible.

The valley had clear sightlines, making it difficult for anyone to approach without being noticed.

The servants began setting up camp while the others stretched and walked around.

Xiao Ming immediately ran to the river’s edge, fascinated by the clear water and the fish he could see swimming beneath the surface.

Xian Tiandi walked upstream, away from the camp area. He found a flat boulder near the riverbank and sat down in meditation posture.

He had been consolidating his cultivation during the journey, and now he felt ready to attempt another breakthrough.

His spiritual sense swept the area, confirming no threats were nearby. Elder Feng and Elder Qiu were positioned strategically around the camp.

Zhou Kang was helping set up defensive formations with some elders who were formation masters. It seemed he wanted to try becoming a formation master as Alchemy didn’t work out for him.

Xian Long was practicing his cultivation under a tree. Everything was secure.

Xian Tiandi closed his eyes and dove into deep meditation.

He began circulating the Chaos Dao Cultivation Technique and the Chaos Divine Body Technique simultaneously.

The dual cultivation paths moved in perfect harmony, each supporting and enhancing the other.

In his dantian, the pond of liquid Chaos Qi began to churn. The liquid swirled in complex patterns, gradually becoming more condensed. Each rotation of his cultivation technique compressed the Qi further, refining its quality. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Throughout his body, Martial Force flowed through his bones and muscles. The energy condensed with each circulation, becoming denser and more potent. His physical strength increased incrementally but steadily.

Hours passed. The sun moved across the sky. The camp below grew quieter as people settled into their rest.

Then, as evening approached, a subtle shift occurred.

The liquid Qi in Xian Tiandi’s dantian suddenly compressed further, achieving a new level of density. The color deepened slightly, the rainbow swirls within becoming more vivid.

Simultaneously, the Martial Force in his body underwent a transformation. It compressed into his bone marrow more thoroughly, saturating every cell with power.

Stage 7.

He had broken through to Stage 7 of both Qi Condensation and Force Condensation simultaneously.

During the Moon Shadow Cult’s attack he was still at level one, but in three days he had levelled up madly to the peak 6th stage.

Now he had broken through to the late stage of Qi Condension and Force Condensation Realms.

The energy fluctuations from the breakthrough rippled outward briefly. Down at the camp, Elder Feng and Elder Qiu both paused and looked toward Xian Tiandi’s location. They sensed the breakthrough and nodded approvingly to each other.

"That young man progresses incredibly fast," Elder Feng commented quietly.

You could say that they have been shocked beyond measure and had grown a bit numb to Xian Tiandi’s constant breakthroughs.

"Indeed," Elder Qiu agreed. "The Patriarch was wise to send us to protect him. He has the potential to become a pillar of the clan."

Xian Tiandi didn’t bother to hide his breakthrough because it will be revealed later on during the entering examination of the Four Symbols Sect.

Xian Tiandi opened his eyes slowly. He could feel the increased power flowing through him.

Stage 7 was a significant milestone—it marked the transition into the upper levels of the Qi Condensation Realm. Cultivators at this level were considered true experts in smaller cities and towns.

He stood up and stretched, testing his new strength. Every movement felt smooth and powerful. His body responded to his will instantly, without any lag or hesitation.

’Good,’ he thought. ’This breakthrough went smoothly. My foundation remains solid.’

He glanced at the darkening sky. Evening was approaching, but there was still some light left. He had time for something he’d been wanting to try.

Xian Tiandi reached into his storage ring and withdrew a simple sword. It was an ordinary weapon, nothing special—just a well-made blade he’d purchased in Xianling City before departing.

He hadn’t planned to focus on sword cultivation particularly, but swords were versatile and common enough that knowing basic sword techniques was useful.

He walked to an open area near the river and held the sword loosely. Then he began moving through basic sword forms.

His movements were ordinary at first. He was simply testing the weapon’s weight and balance. Slash, thrust, parry, block—the fundamental motions that all sword cultivators learned.

But as he moved, his mind began to wander. His gaze drifted to his surroundings.

The river flowed beside him, its water cutting smoothly through the landscape. The current moved with purpose, carving through obstacles with patient persistence.

The wind blew through the valley, sharp and precise. It cut between the trees and across the rocks, leaving no obstruction untouched.

The mountains stood in the distance, their peaks projecting an overwhelming presence that seemed to press down on everything below.

These natural phenomena all contained something. An essence. An intent.

The river embodied the concept of cutting through obstacles. The wind carried the intent of sharpness. The mountains projected overwhelming pressure.

Xian Tiandi’s movements slowed as his mind focused. These were abstract concepts, but they were real.

Sword cultivators spent years, sometimes decades, trying to comprehend Sword Intent—the fundamental understanding of what it meant to cut, to strike, to dominate with the blade.

But what if there was another way?