It was night.
The moon hung high, and the night sky was exceptionally beautiful.
The light mist could not hide the glittering stars, a few of which twinkled with particular brilliance.
According to the observation report from Yijian Peak, today was one of the rare ’Starfall’ days of the year. At such tis, the distant stars would influence the moon, causing localized spiritual power tides and fluctuations in Spiritual Energy concentration across different continents.
Coincidentally, this spiritual power tide reached the Huangtian Continent.
Therefore, the Spiritual Energy concentration tonight was extrely high, equivalent to cultivating with Spirit Stones.
At this ti, ninety percent of the Sword Sect’s disciples would halt all other activities to focus on ditation and cultivation.
A single night of cultivation was comparable to ten or fifteen days of arduous practice.
The Nine Provinces Cultivation World occasionally had special days that ca with certain BUFFs.
On this special day, Wang Mu naturally chose to advance his Hundred Refinent Body Technique to one hundred layers.
Sitting atop his bamboo house, Wang Mu sensed the Spiritual Acupoints distributed within his body and allocated action points to the Hundred Refinent Body Technique.
His tendons and bones vibrated, his internal organs were drawn, and his Blood Marrow circulated like quicksilver, accelerating.
The Five Elent Spiritual Energy stored in his organs, along with the Yin and Yang Qi accumulated through daily cultivation, gathered at the center of his body, beginning to condense the final two Spiritual Acupoints.
There were ten Spiritual Acupoints in total: four distributed across the limbs, two in the Dantian three inches below the navel, two at the Baihui point on his head, and the final two in the body’s center, at the Middle Dantian.
When the ten Spiritual Acupoints ford an interconnected network, it would mark the completion of the Hundred Refinent Body Technique, transforming his body into a great sun-furnace, endlessly devouring Circulation Spirit Qi.
At the sa ti, it would greatly enhance all aspects of his physical capabilities.
"Using tendons as threads, bones as roots, internal organs as nails, and Blood Marrow as water to seal oneself, forming a furnace comparable to a Spirit Root that refines Innate Spirit Qi. Thereafter, the body is no longer confined by the Innate Five Elents, transcending the influence of Yin and Yang Qi. Finally, with the Divine Aperture as anchor, forging an Innate Taoist Foundation, one can achieve the grand feats of the Immortal Path..."
This was the original wording of the spell.
When the Cultivation Technique is perfected, the body isn’t constrained by so-called Attribute Spirit Roots, aning it’s not bound by the Innate Five Elents. This indicates no limitations in cultivating any attribute techniques.
Transcending Yin and Yang Qi ans being unaffected by these two attributes.
The Innate Taoist Foundation probably ans that the body itself becos a foundation, allowing one to break through to the Foundation Establishnt Realm without any bottlenecks.
It also implies a one hundred percent chance of successful Foundation Establishnt, with no possibility of failure.
As for what other abilities the body might gain, the Hundred Refinent Body Technique didn’t specify.
Wang Mu guessed that even the senior who created this Cultivation Technique, not having cultivated it to this realm themselves, couldn’t fully predict its other capabilities.
As the spiral-shaped Spiritual Acupoints, spinning like Yin Yang Fish, slowly condensed at the center of Wang Mu’s body, the other eight major Spiritual Acupoints flashed and whirled, echoing the revolution of galaxies in the cosmos, forming an integral whole.
This made his entire body emit a mysterious glow.
Although each Spiritual Acupoint wasn’t large, at this mont, they possessed infinite profundity.
Almost simultaneously, Wang Mu felt as if he had undergone so sort of tamorphosis, and the feeling of comfort within him made him involuntarily let out a long howl towards the sky.
[Cultivation: Hundred Refinent Body Technique (100)]
The absence of a ’ ’ sign ans the Cultivation Technique is now complete.
Wang Mu leaped up, an irrepressible sense of exhilaration spreading through him, his body as light as a feather. Even though he currently lacked Spiritual Power, he felt as if he could montarily hover, ride the wind as if treading on waves, as ethereal as an Immortal.
Although he couldn’t see his own attributes, Wang Mu knew he was much, much stronger than before.
He landed in the plaza on the back mountain. Spotting the chanical Man nearby, Wang Mu had an idea. With a flick of his hand, he sent a Spirit Stone flying into the slot on the chanical Man’s back.
Powered by the Spirit Stone, the several-ter-tall chanical Man rose to its feet. Its surface shimred with a silvery light under the moon, giving the illusion that no spell or Spiritual Power could shake it.
CLICK, CLICK...
Perhaps because it hadn’t been activated for a long ti, the chanical Man made so creaking noises as it stood up, but they soon subsided.
Wang Mu clenched his fist. Like a teor streaking towards the moon, he threw a straightforward punch, sending out an air current that rippled like water. His exceptionally flexible disciple clothes instantly tore at the wrist.
BOOM!
A massive fist imprint dented the center of the chanical Man.
Its previously unshakeable, mountain-like fra was sent flying.
Wang Mu withdrew his fist, feeling extrely refreshed.
With that one punch, Wang Mu felt, even if it were the Human-faced Lion from before, I could have destroyed it with my physical strength alone.
He walked over for a closer look and found that the chanical Man only had a clear fist imprint in its center; aside from that, there was no other damage.
This thing is tougher than I thought... Wang Mu mused, astonished.
He considered this punch to be the absolute limit of his current physical strength.
Yet, it only left a fist imprint.
Recalling what Senior Brother Su Yu had said about the record of soone in the Qi Refining Realm smashing this chanical Man to pieces with a single punch...
No wonder no one’s managed it in a hundred years... Wang Mu grumbled, turning to leave. I’ll give it a try with my Level 100 Pretty Fist later.
However, shortly after he turned away, nurous cracks began to appear in the center of the chanical Man, spreading all the way to its head...
But soon, a powerful energy surged from within it, rapidly repairing the damage.
Wang Mu returned to the rooftop.
Continue cultivating.
This was a pri opportunity for cultivation. Without a second thought, Wang Mu imdiately allocated this month’s fourth action point to the Upper Heaven Energy Introduction Technique.
In an instant, a vast and boundless torrent of Innate Pure Qi gathered from the Cloud Sea, the Heavenly Vault, and from above the high-hanging moon, surging in like a tumultuous flood.
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