Fortunately, it was Star Illusion Thousand Machine who intervened, not herself, otherwise if the crack widened even a bit, she wouldn’t even have the chance to feel pain, and would be crushed into powder by that force.
The heart-wrenching pain constantly flooded into her mind, so Mu Hanyan abandoned any daydreaming, swiftly took out a handful of Healing Pills and popped them into her mouth, chewing them a few tis before swallowing.
Her life was on the line, so she didn’t care about the potential toxicity of the dicine.
A heat flow rose in her belly and quickly surged into the Eight Extraordinary ridians; Mu Hanyan felt the pain lighten, and the cracks in her ridians began to heal under the effect of the Dan Power.
However, the vast and chaotic Star Power kept pouring into her ridians, and relying on Elixirs alone would not suffice, even if she consud all the pills worth millions.
Mu Hanyan dared not delay, and taking advantage of the ridian repair, she began to fully operate the Heavenly Heart Technique.
A mysterious halo flashed on her brow, and the Star Power around her flooded into her brow like a dam burst, rushing all the way down into her Heart ridian.
At this mont, even her Heart ridian conveyed a stabbing pain.
Mu Hanyan was shocked; if it were just the ridians ruptured, there might still be a chance to heal, but if the Heart ridian was damaged, even if she didn’t die, her cultivation would be completely lost, reducing her to a cripple.
Mu Hanyan concentrated her inner vision, her heart in turmoil. Just then, she saw a strange flash in her Heart ridian; a giant sword outlined by star light emitted a majestic power.
The chaotic Star Power, under the oppressive majesty, beca much calr, and the pain from the Heart ridian also eased considerably.
Mu Hanyan finally breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, the Heart ridian had the guardian of this giant sword, or rely that wave of Star Power would have seriously injured her, leaving her with no chance to recover.
Mu Hanyan then realized the trendous benefits brought by the mysterious Star Plate’s advancent, not only providing a magical space for storage but also a towering sword guarding her Heart ridian. She eagerly anticipated what miraculous new abilities another upgrade of the Star Plate might bring.
Having narrowly escaped a disaster, Mu Hanyan dared not be careless, nor allow herself any idle thoughts, especially since the Heart ridian is vital; even with the guardian sword, she couldn’t afford to be negligent.
Afraid that over ti, the giant sword might fail to protect her ridians, Mu Hanyan consud another Elixir that temporarily boosted her strength, operating her cultivation technique at an increased pace.
Qi flowed rapidly, refining each thread of Star Power into Qi. However, her refining speed was nowhere near enough to match the rate at which Star Power flooded into her Eight Extraordinary ridians, soon causing the piercing pain to return, and her skin even oozing with blood streaks under the force’s impact.
Luckily, Mu Hanyan had sufficient Elixirs prepared; without a mont’s hesitation, she took another handful, chewing them like beans. After barely repairing her ridians, she resud operating her cultivation technique at full speed, refining the Star Power into her own Qi.
...
The Elixirs in her arms dwindled, while Mu Hanyan’s ridians repeatedly ruptured and repaired, staining her once snow-white robe with patches of blood.
Yet, Mu Hanyan’s cultivation continued to rise steadily: Sword Master First-tier Late Stage, First-stage Peak, breakthrough—Second-tier Sword Master, Second-stage Middle Stage, Late Stage, Peak... a lodic hum resonated in her mind.
Mu Hanyan flew through barriers almost effortlessly, ascending to Sword Master Third-tier!
Her eyes welled up with joy. Though a leap of only two stages, from First-tier to Third-tier, do not underestimate this advancent.
For other Sword Masters to climb from First-tier to Third-tier through normal cultivation, it would take three to five years, but her talent was extraordinary, requiring higher demands, greater difficulty, and uncertain ti devotion.
Now, in less than four hours, she had jumped and ascended straight from Sword Master First-stage to Third-tier.
Moreover, it wasn’t finished; with the realm’s rise, her ridians and Heart ridian strengthened, becoming over twice as tenacious, and the Nine Heavens Star Power posed much less threat. Though the remaining Elixirs dwindled, there wasn’t much Star Power left, posing even less threat.
Consuming the last Elixir, Mu Hanyan pressed on, further operating her technique to refine the last trace of Star Power.
Her newly ascended strength, continuously consolidating, continued slowly rising.
Finally, after refining the last bit of Nine Heavens Star Power, Mu Hanyan’s cultivation was solidly fixed at Sword Master Third-tier Middle Stage.
Looking at the mottled blood streaks on her body, and then at her empty pockets, Mu Hanyan laughed lightly.
If she once lanted the cost of millions spent on Elixirs and feared the heart-wrenching, bone-piercing pain, she wouldn’t think that way now. If every promotion could go this smoothly, she wouldn’t hesitate to spend more silver or endure greater suffering.
In Mu Hanyan’s mind, the disdainful and cold visage of Dantai Changqing surfaced again. Though this ti she escaped disaster with Ye Lanfeng’s help, Mu Hanyan understood that as her strength grows, the enemies she faces would beco more formidable, and she couldn’t rely on Ye Lanfeng forever.
But Mu Hanyan wasn’t worried; with her mysterious space connected to the infinite void, one day she would beco one of the top powerhouses in the Holy Court Continent.
Dantai Changqing, one day I will triumph over you and have you beneath my feet! Mu Hanyan clenched her fist, a confident smile appearing at her lips.
...
While Mu Hanyan smiled, in the Capital, laughter echoed from an ancient house.
"Congratulations to Old Ancestor for progressing further on the ladder!" Hundreds of well-dressed n, won, elders, and children expressed their excitent and respectfully saluted the elderly figure at the front.
"No need for courtesy, it’s been hard on you all these years while I’ve been away." The elder, his face flush with joy, waved his hand, speaking to the crowd.
If Mu Hanyan saw this scene, she’d be stunned; the elderly figure in rough cloth garb with a big nose of boiled wine, seemingly perpetually tipsy, was none other than the narcissistic Old Drunkard!
Though the Old Drunkard still appeared intoxicated, his eyes shone more brightly, and the imperceptible aura he emanated grew more potent.
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