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The snow fell thick and fast.
The scorching heat within the courtyard had long disappeared, and the enormous Qi Blood Furnace had also vanished.
Without the blazing high temperature, the snowflakes no longer lted but began to drift down in flurries.
Unknowingly, ten days passed.
During these ten days, Li Che stayed nestled within the small courtyard, researching the newly acquired power of the Dao Guide.
The Dragon Elephant Furnace consud Li Che’s qi-blood and Martial Saint Yuan Gang, constantly refining the divinity inside Li Che’s body, transforming the physical body into a Pure Martial Body. However, once the purity reached 85%, the progression beca exceptionally slow.
Feeling the qi-blood and Martial Saint Yuan Gang within him replenishing once more.
Li Che slowly opened his eyes.
Buzz—!!!
An extrely clear perception instantly spread out centered around his body.
The Great Bodily Elixir erged, surprisingly lined with eight cracks!
One must know that Li Che had just recently broken through to Martial Saint, yet had already etched eight cracks into his Great Bodily Elixir.
Opening cracks in the Human Pill accelerates the expulsion of the elixir’s essence, indicating the Martial Saint Yuan Gang becos more vigorous, more formidable...
And for a Human Pill to develop cracks, it requires an accumulation of essence; once overflowing, the Great Elixir can no longer contain it, thus forming cracks.
With eight Human Pill cracks, Li Che had reached the pinnacle of the First Level Human Core Realm in the Martial Path.
Opening one more Human Pill crack, reaching nine cracks, would allow him to advance to Martial Saint Second Opening, entering the Qi Sea realm!
Or perhaps...
Li Che now was just one crack away from the Second Level Martial Saint...
In the courtyard, Li Che slowly opened his eyes.
Having sat still for ten days, his whole body’s muscles and bones felt as if they had solidified.
With the action of opening his eyes, the brilliance within the whole courtyard seed to beco dazzling in an instant!
Like an extrely scorching fla burning.
Li Che raised his head, his eyes seeming to burn with two flas, like two furnaces.
And beneath his gaze, the Heavenly Person Sensing activated on its own.
Imdiately, it seed as if between heaven and earth, there were streaks of smoke like those across a ruin, wispy and elusive.
These streaks of smoke were dense and interwoven, like swimming fish, converging toward the Heavenly Do...
Li Che spread his five fingers wide, as if to grasp those streaks of smoke...
However, the smoke passed directly through his flesh, impossible to grasp.
"This..."
Within his chest, the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit, having just tamorphosed to level 6, suddenly throbbed fiercely!
The roar sounded as if about to explode!
Li Che exhaled a breath, golden light flickering in his gaze, growing more intense!
He finally understood what these smoke streaks were.
"This is..."
"Dao Yun?!"
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Qian Yuan Divine Sect.
Atop a mountain of iced and snowed-over glassy peaks.
A bamboo tower encased in layers of ice crystals stood amidst the perpetual snow.
This bamboo tower was the repository of the Qian Yuan Divine Sect’s books.
The majority of the Qian Yuan Divine Sect’s texts were stored within, and Elder Fang Hanshu, forrly the third-place laureate of the Da Jing Dynasty.
Was responsible for guarding this simple book storage tower.
Gurgle, gurgle.
The charcoal stove boiled water, rolling and bubbling, with green tea leaves unfolding their graceful dance inside.
The eaves of the bamboo tower piled high with thick snow.
Underneath the eaves.
Fang Hanshu sat on a bamboo chair, holding a Holy Sage Book, reading it carefully.
Xi Xi, who had been in closed-door cultivation for ten days in Taibai Hall and had thoroughly completed the Eight-Ard Three-Faced Hell Lotus Unbeatable Divine Image’s divine feedback, sat on a small bamboo stool, holding a Holy Sage Book, her features seeming to bunch up, diligently morizing the texts.
Jin Taixui also sat quietly behind her, holding a book of his own.
Fang Hanshu held a Holy Sage Book in one hand, pouring himself a cup of hot tea with the other, blew away the steam from the tea, swayed his head like an old official, sipped the strong tea, and chewed on so tea leaves.
Suddenly.
Fang Hanshu’s actions paused; gripping the teacup, his fine beard fluttered in the wind as he looked outside the bamboo-fenced courtyard.
He then saw amidst the wind and snow, a figure clad in a Golden Lotus Ink Shirt.
Slowly walking out from the blizzard.
Fang Hanshu was slightly dazed...
Vaguely.
He seed to see behind the newcor, bearing an exceedingly scorching Qi Blood Furnace on their back!
That purest Qi-blood seed to tease the Will of Heaven and Earth to continuously rge into that furnace.
The tea in the cup rippled with a circle of tiny waves.
Much like the ripples in Fang Hanshu’s heart at this mont.
"Martial as Dao?"
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