Chapter 12

"Wh-what?" Sun Yunlong, who was dazed from being thrown, and everyone in the hall were stunned, not understanding what was happening.

"Ah." Shen Lang sighed and continued, "Don't you feel your stomach is quite bloated? Can't you hear the gurgling inside? If you hadn't recklessly used your spiritual energy earlier, it might not have been a big problem, but now..."

Sun Yunlong instinctively touched his stomach. The next moment, his face turned bitter, and he jumped up, rushing towards the end of the hall.

His speed was more than twice as fast as when he had charged at Shen Lang!

"Tsk, this is the second person today. It's not easy... But why do they have to provoke me? I'm actually a very kind person." Shen Lang turned around with a slightly furrowed brow, glanced at the few people lying on the ground, and then looked at those hiding in the distance, saying, "Let's make a bet. I bet that... Sun Yunlong, right? He won't come out of the toilet within four hours. If he does, I'll give you fifty gold coins."

"Hisss!" The hall was filled with gasps.

"Too harsh, this guy is really too harsh. Sun Yunlong must be so dehydrated from diarrhea..."

"Damn, didn't you say he was a waste? How can a waste be this strong? Even if we had faced him, we might not have been able to dodge those moves!"

"Thank goodness I'm smart and didn't say anything bad about him, or else..."

Shen Lang coldly scanned the crowd around him, then stopped talking and entered the cultivation room with some difficulty, closing the door behind him.

Although these actions looked smooth and effortless to the people outside, only Shen Lang knew the hardships he had endured.

Although he had been diligently cultivating in the Phoenix Mountains for many years, he couldn't gather spiritual energy or use it to cleanse his meridians and strengthen his body. Compared to other people his age, his body was still far behind.

The few punches and kicks he had just delivered looked easy, but they were already at his limit.

If another Ma Yunlong or Li Yunlong had appeared, he wouldn't have been able to handle it.

Now, as he sat on the ground, Shen Lang panted heavily, rubbed his trembling legs, and frowned.

He could only use this cultivation room for three days, which was too short. How to cultivate became a difficult problem.

In the memories of the War Emperor, he was almost a master of all professions, proficient in everything from alchemy, pill-making, and talisman-making...

But Shen Lang didn't think this was a good thing. Some people could enter the path of alchemy, some could enter the path of pill-making, and this was related to each person's circumstances and talent.

However, in the path of cultivation, only one in ten could achieve great success in a particular skill throughout their lives.

Even if someone was exceptionally talented, there was no need to cultivate into an all-rounder!

Alchemy or pill-making, these things were even more difficult than martial arts, and required more time and energy. A martial artist's lifespan was limited, unless they could cultivate to the legendary levels, which might give them a lifespan of a thousand years or more.

Otherwise, learning alchemy, pill-making, and array formations, and not understanding alchemy before the end of their life... that would be a tragedy.

Shen Lang had long decided on one thing: to focus on martial arts!

To reach the peak of martial arts!

Only great power could bring him security and protect his family and friends.

Moreover, with those memories in his mind, he didn't need to spend too much time on these things.

However, how to cultivate and which cultivation techniques to use were problems that troubled Shen Lang.

Even the War Emperor, when facing the huge face in the void, was not a match, seemingly unable to resist it... This suggested that he was still not strong enough.

What Shen Lang feared even more was whether his future would follow the path of the War Emperor!

Struggling hard, failing, and failing miserably, anyone who knew their fate would feel terrible.

The cultivation techniques in those memories were indeed incredibly powerful, but even with such power, he had still exploded for no apparent reason at the end.

"I must find a new path, or fate might repeat itself..."

"My body is too weak. The most urgent thing is to absorb spiritual energy in this cultivation room with abundant spiritual energy and improve my cultivation a bit. I wonder if the Taiji diagram martial soul can really be of use."

Shen Lang, who had already made a decision, shook his head hard, dispelled his thoughts, and focused his mind, trying to control the Taiji diagram in his dantian.

This time, the black and white energies immediately became violent, like divine dragons, galloping through his body!

Countless blocked meridians were all unblocked by the energy's fierce impact, and in a short time, all his meridians were clear!

From the Taiyin, Hand Jueyin, Hand Shaoyin, along the way, Huizhao, Taixu, Yuanchong, Ren, Qidu, and Zuyao, all the mysterious meridians were breached!

During this period, Shen Lang's body was sometimes smoking, as if struck by lightning, uncontrollably twitching, and experiencing various kinds of pain.

At other times, he felt an indescribable comfort, wanting to jump up and shout, and dance!

Heaven and hell alternated in this strange situation...

However, even with his consciousness blurred and the intense pain reaching his soul, Shen Lang did not groan even once!

He gritted his teeth and remained silent.

The waves of intense pain made his head spin for a while before gradually subsiding.

"What a strange thing, a normal martial soul can't have this effect. It actually unblocked so many of my meridians at once, and in such a short time, it significantly increased my physical strength..." Shen Lang opened his eyes, full of shock.

Without even wiping the blood, he hurriedly focused his mind again, controlling the black and white energies to slowly circulate along the meridians.

Although the pain was extreme, the benefits were obvious. Just one cycle of the Taiji diagram made his meridians much stronger and more resilient.

If he continued to cultivate like this regularly, wouldn't he even need to practice those body-strengthening techniques in his memories?

After cultivating for more than two hours, Shen Lang, with blood at the corners of his mouth, finally reached his limit and stopped, his eyes lifeless.

His body trembled uncontrollably, and his face looked terrifying.

"Taiji diagram, stabilize!"

Shen Lang made a hand seal and activated the technique for absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the "Dreaming Arhat Technique."

The black and white energies in his dantian rapidly rotated, forming a Taiji diagram. However, under the influence of the Dreaming Arhat Technique, a small vortex quickly formed around the Taiji diagram.

The little spiritual energy in Shen Lang's body was uncontrollably attracted to the vortex and flowed into his dantian!

Not only that, but the situation outside his body was even more shocking. The spiritual energy around him surged, forming a huge vortex. The air in the cultivation room suddenly fluctuated, and a large amount of abundant spiritual energy condensed out of nowhere, forming a pale blue, almost tangible energy. This energy swirled above Shen Lang's head and was then drawn to the vortex in the Taiji diagram, crashing into his upper body.

The impact of the huge spiritual energy did not make Shen Lang's body tremble; instead, it was as if it had entered a bottomless black hole, being absorbed in a very strange way.

The intense energy fluctuations spread rapidly in the cultivation room and were then reflected back by the array barrier of the room.

His entire body was like the center of a vortex, and at this moment, he was like a bottomless pit emitting infinite suction, absorbing all the extremely dense spiritual energy in the cultivation room!

Such a terrifying absorption would shock anyone who saw it.

How could someone at the Second Heaven of the Force Martial Realm do this?

Even experts at the Qi Martial Realm wouldn't cause such a commotion when cultivating!

This strange cultivation continued for three whole days.

Suddenly, Shen Lang opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his dark pupils.

In an instant, the slightly dim cultivation room became much brighter...

"All the meridians below the Qi Martial Realm have been unblocked, and the spiritual energy in my dantian has reached its limit. The next step is to compress all the spiritual energy into a liquid state and break through to the Qi Martial Realm. Unfortunately, at the Ninth Heaven of the Force Martial Realm, I'm still a bit weak to deal with Shen Jianfeng. However, my body has changed significantly in these three days, and my physical strength is now around the Third Heaven of the Qi Martial Realm. This black and white energy is truly amazing..."

"The black and white energy is too forceful when breaking through the meridian barriers. Many of the barriers at the ends of the meridians seemed to be very fragile before the impact. Could it be due to that mysterious green liquid? I need to study it further."

No one would believe that in just three days, Shen Lang, who had been stuck at the Second Heaven of the Force Martial Realm, had advanced directly to the Ninth Heaven!

And his physical strength had reached the level of the Qi Martial Realm!

At this moment, his dantian had formed, and all the spiritual energy in his body had merged together. A strange feeling spread through his body, making him feel the increase in his strength and giving him a sense of controlling everything.

"Drip... drip..."

The cultivation room suddenly emitted a continuous long beep, indicating that the contribution points had run out and it was time for him to leave.

"I need to find a way to get some contribution points." Shen Lang stood up with a bitter smile and walked out.

Staggering, he walked out of the cultivation hall, covered in a foul smell, with blood on his face and mouth, looking quite miserable.

His appearance didn't surprise anyone, as there were many people in the cultivation hall who looked like this. However, as soon as he stepped out of the door, Shen Lang was stunned.

At the entrance of the cultivation hall stood a girl in a fiery red dress. She was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with skin as white as snow and an indescribable beauty. She wore a few small bells, and two golden bells on her hands. When the wind blew, the bells on her body rang continuously.

Her smile was like a blooming flower, and she had a dimple on one cheek. Her laughter was as clear and pleasant as a silver bell.

Behind her, Lin Feng and Su Hen were making faces, signaling him to run for his life.

"I've been waiting for you for three days. You finally came out..." Her clear and pleasant voice carried a hint of coldness, and her gaze, like a sharp blade, swept over Shen Lang.

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