High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 181 Reunion with Shi Potian, His Cultivation Speed ​​Brings Shock! The Ten Perfections Technique is Enhanced Several Times Over!
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Power Armor Maintenance Base in the Canaan Star Martial Arts Teleportation Zone.

This is where all the members of the battle group who have completed high-intensity missions rest and maintain their equipment.

A faint smell of smelting metal and energy transfer permeated the air.

The massive robotic arm moved slowly through the air, precisely delivering damaged power armor suits into fully automated repair bays.

Qin Feng's figure appeared on the teleportation platform.

He didn't go straight back to his dormitory, but came here instead.

His "Minglong Type I" power armor, which had been with him for more than ten years and was already covered in wounds, was on the verge of being scrapped after the bloody battle with the Greenskin army.

The armor was covered with gruesome slash marks and burn marks from explosive bombs.

The huge gash cleaved by the Greenskin elite veteran on the shoulder armor almost completely destroyed the entire shoulder structure, and the entire front was torn apart by the Greenskin leader's power claws.

The core energy system has long since fallen silent due to energy depletion.

He needs to be here to thoroughly repair and replenish his "comrades-in-arms".

He skillfully operated the AI, sending the power armor into the highest-level repair channel.

Fortunately, everything was free.

This is a preferential treatment that Canaan Starry Sky Martial Arts University offers to its students.

While waiting for the repairs to be completed, Qin Feng leaned against the alloy wall and closed his eyes to rest.

The experiences of the past year or so flowed slowly through his mind like a bizarre dream.

From a seemingly hopeless situation to a miraculous rescue;

From being completely clueless about the "Ten Perfect Techniques" to suddenly gaining a clear understanding under Master Sun's personal instruction...

Just then, a large teleportation halo not far from Qin Feng suddenly lit up with a dazzling light.

Three familiar figures stepped out from there.

They still carried the lingering scent of blood and fire from a fierce battle that had just ended.

Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze fell on the three people, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of warmth from a long-awaited reunion.

Those three people were his dear friends whom he hadn't seen for more than ten years—Shi Potian, Tiemu, and Xiong Yanfu.

Ten years have passed, and the changes in the three of them are nothing short of earth-shattering.

Shi Potian's arms, which had been severed due to Shi Dang's betrayal, had already been regrown using top-notch regeneration technology.

At this moment, he was wearing a heavy, highly protective suit of special power armor. His eyes were even more profound and composed than before. Standing there, he was like a rock that had withstood the test of time, giving people an unparalleled sense of reliability.

The same applies to Xiong Yanfu.

His lower body, which had been severed at the waist, has been perfectly reborn.

His physique is now even more robust and muscular than it was back then.

He grinned, his face showing a hint of weariness from completing a task, but his eyes shone with a vibrant life force like a flame.

The taciturn Temu underwent the least change, yet it was also the greatest.

His physique remained lean and wiry, and his face remained stern.

But those eyes were no longer filled with the deep-seated pain of the past; instead, they were like unsheathed swords, sharp and full of unstoppable fighting spirit.

Ten years is enough to change a lot.

They are no longer the somewhat naive freshmen they once were.

Now, they are all seasoned veterans who can stand on their own.

From the naivety when he first stepped into Canaan to the composure and reliability he has now.

In the blink of an eye, more than fifty years have passed.

Time really flies.

Looking at his three close friends, Qin Feng couldn't help but feel this way.

Against the backdrop of the vast and boundless universe, measured in light-years, for these powerful beings whose life forms have long surpassed the mortal realm, ten or even a hundred years truly seem like a fleeting moment, so short as to be almost unbelievable.

Shi Potian and his two companions also noticed Qin Feng leaning against the wall.

A look of surprise appeared on their faces at the same time.

"Qin Feng?!"

Xiong Yanfu's loud voice was the first to ring out.

They walked over quickly, and the four of them reunited. Their eyes were filled with unspoken joy and tacit understanding.

They patted each other on the shoulder.

Then, they fell into a strange, yet incredibly harmonious silence.

Everyone tacitly avoided mentioning that taboo name—Shi Dang.

That name is a shared scar in the hearts of all of them, a scar that will never heal.

They didn't need words to remind each other of their shared goal of revenge.

Because that overwhelming hatred had long been ingrained in their blood and etched into their bones, becoming the most primal driving force behind their frenzied cultivation over the past decade.

They were just talking about trivial things and the current situation.

But between the lines, they are showing each other their efforts and achievements over the past ten years.

"The three of us have finally completed that damned 'merging of the orifices'."

Shi Potian spoke first, his tone calm, "For the past ten years, we've spent almost all our time on missions. The rewards for the battle group ranking competition are indeed generous. Once this competition is completely over, the three of us plan to use our accumulated contribution points to purchase a method for manipulating mental power and officially begin our assault on the sixth-level 'Soaring Warrior' realm."

"That's right!"

Xiong Yanfu also said in a gruff voice, "Once I learn the mental power manipulation method, the first thing I'll do is go and wipe out those disgusting Chaos Believers!"

Temu didn't speak, but nodded heavily. The killing intent in his eyes was purer than anyone else's.

After the three finished speaking, they all turned their gazes to Qin Feng.

Xiong Yanfu asked curiously, "Qin Feng, what about you? You're the most freakish one among us. Your progress in the past ten years must have been greater than all of ours, right? How many acupoints have you merged by now?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng simply smiled and calmly announced a number.

"Fifty-four orifices".

Upon hearing this number, Shi Potian and the other two were first taken aback, then their faces showed an expression of "as expected," a mixture of admiration and helplessness.

Shi Potian did some mental calculations and then sighed, "Ten years to combine fifty-four acupoints... that's more than five a year on average. At this rate, in another sixty or seventy years, you'll be able to combine all the remaining acupoints. Your cultivation speed is still so unreasonable."

"Yes."

Tie Mu shook his head. "In sixty or seventy years, the three of us will probably be 'Soaring Warriors.' But by then, our vitality index might not be higher than yours, which is still hovering around level five. The advantage of the 'Supreme Aperture Opening Method' is simply too great."

Their sentiments came from the bottom of their hearts.

But there was no jealousy involved, only pure, heartfelt joy at the strength of his friend.

Everyone is in good agreement.

This long-awaited reunion did not take up too much of their time.

They simply exchanged information about their current situations and confirmed that they were both still firmly moving forward on the right path of continuous improvement.

that's enough.

"Alright, we still need to submit the mission report and repair our power armor. You should go and rest too."

Breaking the Heavenly Law.

"Ah."

The four exchanged another glance, then turned and left.

Watching his three close friends walk away, a hint of relief flashed in Qin Feng's eyes.

He can feel it.

Everyone is working incredibly hard in their own way.

They all wanted to personally bring Lei Meng and that tragic betrayal to a bloody close.

He slashed Shi Dang with his bare hands!

……

Only when the repairs to his power armor were complete did Qin Feng pull his wandering thoughts back to reality.

He retrieved the "Minglong Type I" power armor, which had been fully repaired and replenished with all its energy, and then teleported directly back to his private dormitory, which he had not seen for more than a year.

The room remained spotless.

Qin Feng sat cross-legged, not immediately beginning to practice the newly learned "Ten Perfect Hands".

The first thing he had to do was to purchase resources.

He opened the warband's reputation resource pool, looked at his reputation balance, and began purchasing resources.

As the heavy alloy door of the dormitory slowly closed, it completely shut out all the noise from the outside world.

Qin Feng's world returned once again to the absolute tranquility he had long been accustomed to.

He sat cross-legged, his mind sinking into his personal terminal, looking at the substantial wealth he had accumulated over the past ten years through countless bloody battles.

Current Balance

Contribution value: 7400 points

Chapter Reputation: 82000 points

He opened the "Fearless" warband's internal reputation resource library, where a dazzling array of top-tier cultivation resources, radiating an alluring glow, once again appeared before his eyes.

"Exchange for 20 'Enhanced Type II Psionic Potions'."

-16000 reputation points

"Exchange for 20 servings of 'Enhanced Type II Deep Repair Bath'."

-8000 reputation points

"Exchange for 10 'Enhanced Type II Mental Strength Recovery Potions'."

-5000 reputation points

The series of exchange instructions flowed smoothly.

He spent a total of 29000 Warband Reputation, which is almost exactly the same amount of resources he exchanged during each of his previous seclusions.

He did not spend all of his 80,000+ reputation points at once.

The core purpose of this retreat was not to pursue a certain number of acupoints, but rather to conduct a test.

He wanted to personally verify just how much improvement that supreme cultivation method—the "Ten Perfect Hands"—which he had spent an entire year learning from a stellar-level expert and only managed to improve his proficiency by a little, could actually bring to his current cultivation!

As for the more than 7,000 contribution points, he didn't touch them at all.

Contribution points are hard-earned.

After the near-annihilation battle on Planet Y-34, he understood the importance of "trump cards" more than ever before.

He needs to save these contribution points to buy more powerful equipment that can save his life in critical moments.

All the ordered resources appeared precisely behind his subspace storage unit amidst a gentle spatial fluctuation.

Qin Feng then activated the highest level of closed-door cultivation mode in the training room once again.

A new round of spiritual practice has begun.

He skillfully took out the first pale gold "Enhanced Type II Psionic Potion" from the storage unit and drank it in one gulp.

boom--!
That familiar torrent of psionic energy exploded within his body once more!

Qin Feng immediately activated the "Great Sun Harmony Technique," guiding this terrifying energy to begin impacting the two independent "Great Sun Apertures" that had already been selected within his body.

His mental and physical focus was extremely high.

Manipulating one of the "big apertures" that shines like the sun, as if pulling a real star, it forcefully and slowly moves closer, squeezes, and merges with the other "small aperture" that is the target!
This is an incredibly painful and mentally exhausting process.

The violent psionic energy was constantly washing over and tearing apart his body.

The terrifying repulsive force between the two "Great Sun Apertures," like a repulsive magnetic field, kept his mind constantly on the edge of its limit.

Soon, when the body's fatigue and damage accumulate to a critical point.

Qin Feng paused his attack.

He immersed himself in the deep, emerald-green medicinal bath, which was brimming with life energy.

At the same time, he took a potion that could quickly restore his mental strength.

Warm energy enveloped his entire body, repairing the most minute wounds caused by the energy impact.

The cooling medicinal properties nourished his nearly depleted spiritual ocean.

After doing all that, this time he added a completely new step.

He began to use the "Perfect Ten Hands" on himself!
He sat cross-legged in the medicinal bath, closed his eyes, and began to make a series of ancient and profound movements with his hands in front of him.

With his left hand, he stroked the right side of his body.

His right hand then brushed across the left side of his body.

Just as the abbot of Sun Chantang taught.

Before he mastered mental power and could "interfere with reality with mental power," he could only use this most primitive and clumsy method to apply this supreme cultivation technique to himself.

However, it was this seemingly clumsy method of "drawing a circle with the left hand and a square with the right hand" that he himself found incredibly awkward.

The results, however, far exceeded his expectations!

When his hands, imbued with the unique energy of the "Perfect Hand," caressed his body.

Qin Feng clearly felt that the surging spiritual energy within his body was being smoothed out by an invisible hand.

The life energy that was soaking in the medicinal bath and eagerly trying to enter his body seemed to receive the most precise guidance. It no longer rushed around in a chaotic manner as before, but transformed into gentle and pure warm currents, which were absorbed and accepted by every cell in his body in the most efficient way!

Even the recovering mental energy seemed to receive some kind of mysterious boost, becoming faster and more concentrated!
The speed of absorption!

Recovery speed!

Everything is accelerating at an incredible, frenzied pace!
Surprisingly fast!
Soon, a great many!
After Qin Feng's supercomputer-like brain performed the most precise calculations, he arrived at a conclusion that shocked even himself—

With the blessing of the "Perfect Hand", his absorption of the medicine and the speed of his body's recovery were nearly four times faster than before!
The recovery time required for his body to recover from the physical damage caused by each impact on the "Heqiao" was greatly shortened!

what does this mean?
He can launch more attacks in a shorter amount of time!

His cultivation efficiency was forcibly increased by several levels!
……

Time flies by in this highly efficient cycle.

A month later.

When Qin Feng had exhausted all the cultivation resources in the storage unit.

He slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were filled with undisguised, intense surprise and shock!
He looked at his attribute panel and felt the power within him that had been further enhanced.

It only took one month!
He then successfully closed the two orifices once again!
"How can this be?!"

Even with Qin Feng's calm and composed nature, he could not suppress his inner elation at this moment.

"The 'Perfect Hand' technique, which I've only mastered to a little bit, has such a terrifying speed-up effect on my cultivation, which is now at over 4000 points in terms of vitality!"

He quickly recalculated in his mind.

"Two acupoint connections per month!"

"And I still need to fuse the remaining three hundred or so acupoints. All told, that's about one hundred and fifty more 'two-in-one' sessions!"

"That is to say..."

A completely new timetable, one that even made him breathless, surfaced in his mind! "I only need to undergo another 150 months of seclusion! That's roughly twelve and a half years!"

"If I can accumulate enough resources during this period, then I will only need to seclude myself for less than thirteen years to completely merge these three hundred and sixty Great Sun Apertures into one!"

This conclusion is worlds apart from his previous prediction of "sixty years of seclusion"!
"And regarding resources..."

His eyes shone with an unprecedented, bright light.

"Right now, it's still the 'triple reputation' period for the Warband Ranking Tournament! As long as I do more quests, the speed at which I accumulate reputation points is far beyond what I usually do! Once my strength improves further, I can even try to take on those 'hellish' quests with even richer rewards! At that time, my gains will only be greater!"

A clear, straight road leading to the summit has already appeared beneath his feet!

The immense pressure and sense of urgency that Qin Feng felt due to the stone pillar were greatly relieved at this moment.

He smiled.

I laughed from the bottom of my heart.

He immediately began revising his long-term spiritual practice plan, which he had already formulated.

He set himself a completely new goal, one that seemed utterly unrealistic before—

He wanted to completely fuse all the acupoints in his body before this battle ranking competition ended!

Forty years to finally understand!
Thirty years of perfect harmony!
He will spend a total of seventy years traversing the complete path of the "Supreme Enlightenment Method," a path that ordinary geniuses would take hundreds or even thousands of years to complete!

And after that, it truly became a time when fish returned to the sea and birds soared into the sky!

May your journey be smooth!
Just as Qin Feng was overwhelmed with excitement because of the huge breakthrough in "The Perfect Hand", and set a new and ambitious goal for his cultivation.

Inside the highest council chamber of the "Dauntless" chapter, the atmosphere was heavy and oppressive, like the sea before a storm.

Feng Zhiyu, a planetary-level powerhouse and soon-to-graduate battle group leader, stood quietly in front of the giant holographic screen with more than a dozen level-nine warriors who held core positions in the battle group.

On the light screen, the latest points for each region in this battle ranking competition are being displayed in real time.

On either side of the main light screen, there are also slightly smaller screens suspended.

On these screens, live recordings of warband members carrying out missions are being played from a first-person perspective.

Some fight to the death against ferocious cosmic creatures in asteroid belts; some carry out infiltration and assassination in heavily guarded interstellar fortresses; and some engage in bloody battles against alien armies on war-torn planets...

Every scene is filled with the cruelty of blood and fire.

But at this moment, no one's attention was focused on these thrilling battle videos.

All eyes were fixed on the main screen displaying the total score.

"In the Level 4 Martial Artist competition area, as well as the five higher-level Martial Artist competition areas of Levels 6, 7, 8, and 9, our points are not far behind those of the 'Iron-Blooded Battle Group.' Basically, we are still on par with them."

The sharp-eyed female level nine martial artist in charge of data analysis was the first to speak, breaking the silence in the conference hall.

Her voice was somewhat hoarse.

She paused, her tone becoming even heavier.

"However... in the Level 5 Martial Artist competition area, we have completely fallen behind the 'Iron Blood Battle Group'."

Her finger lightly touched the light screen.

The points data for the Level 5 Martial Artist competition were instantly magnified and presented to everyone in a shockingly large font.

[Fearless Legion - Tier 119 Region Total Points: 743]

[Ironblood Legion - Tier 231 Region Total Points: 586]

The gap is now nearly double.

Looking at this cold, cruel number, the battle group leader Feng Zhiyu fell into a long silence.

A hint of helplessness and deep weariness flashed in his eyes, which were as deep as the Milky Way.

Everyone present clearly understood how this gap arose.

This is a legacy issue from history.

About 250 years ago, due to some internal reasons within the "Dauntless" chapter, the chapter's leadership temporarily relaxed its recruitment efforts for that year's new students.

Their old rivals, the "Iron Blood Legion," seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

With preferential treatment and resource allocation several times greater than that of "Fearless," they frantically intercepted a large number of high-quality students from that year's top geniuses who had chosen the "Ultimate Enlightenment Method."

Although the "Dauntless" chapter quickly realized its mistake and took remedial action, it increased its recruitment efforts again.

Furthermore, relying on its prestigious reputation as the "first battle group" that had held its position for thousands of years, it successfully replenished the number of fourth-level martial artists practicing the "Supreme Awakening Method" in the following years.

But what's missed is missed.

Those fourth-level geniuses who were snatched away by the "Iron-Blooded Battle Group" back then and practiced the "Supreme Acupoint Opening Method" have now successfully grown into the backbone of the fifth-level martial artist competition area.

On the other hand, the "Fearless" team, despite not falling behind in strength in the Tier 4 region.

However, in the Tier 5 division, an irreparable and massive gap in strength has emerged.

"The guild ranking tournament has been over for eleven years."

Another burly level nine martial artist looked at the data on the screen and made deductions in his booming voice.

"Based on the current rate of point growth and the difference in the number of high-end fighters between the two sides in the Tier 5 division, by the time the 30-year competition is over, the final point difference between us in the Tier 5 division will probably be around 300,000 points."

"If we can only manage a draw with the 'Iron Blood Chapter' in all other stages... then we will completely lose our position as the 'First Chapter' and be relegated to second place due to this huge disadvantage in this region."

His words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake.

Although everyone present had already anticipated this outcome.

But when it was so clearly and bluntly laid out on the table, the atmosphere in the entire conference room became even more oppressive.

"Well, I see."

After a long while, Feng Zhiyu finally spoke.

His voice carried a hint of indescribable emotion.

"Unless... right now, a madman suddenly appears. A madman who can single-handedly complete those 'hellish' or even 'nightmare' level missions. Otherwise, the outcome is already decided."

He was being self-deprecating when he said that.

Because he knew better than anyone that it was simply impossible.

"Commander."

A martial artist nearby immediately chimed in, "The point reward for a single 'Hell-level' mission is around 1000 points. And a 'Nightmare-level' mission is a whopping 10 points! Should we... introduce some additional incentive policies within the battle group to encourage the top members to give it their all?"

He meant well when he said that.

They wanted to struggle one last time at the last minute, hoping to create a miracle.

However, these words immediately drew a thunderous and stern criticism from Feng Zhiyu!
"What's the point of motivating them?!"

Feng Zhiyu whirled around, his deep eyes flashing with an incredibly sharp light as he stared intently at the martial artist who had spoken. "Are you trying to motivate them to their deaths?!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it contained an undeniable, terrifying pressure emanating from a planetary-level powerhouse!
"I'll repeat myself! The rankings of the battle groups rise and fall, one is strong while the other is weak—this is the norm in history! It's a healthy competition between us and 'Ironblood' that has lasted for tens of thousands of years! Are we really going to let the future pillars of our empire, the hope of our 'Fearless' future, carry out missions with a slim chance of survival, or even a ten-fold chance of death, just for the sake of this mere empty title of 'first place'?!"

His gaze swept over everyone present, his tone as cold as iron.

"Look at our battle group! Of all the level 5 warriors, besides Nissan, Ning Jing, and Long Yu, who have already cultivated their vitality index to 7200 points of 'minor limit,' who else is confident in reliably completing 'hell-level' missions? Not a single one!"

"Even 'Hell Level' is this difficult, and you're still thinking about 'Nightmare Level'?! You're still thinking about motivating me?!"

"If you can't win, you can't win! Is it really that hard to accept this fact?"

Under this stern reprimand, the ninth-level martial artist who had made the suggestion instantly turned pale and broke out in a cold sweat.

He immediately realized he had said the wrong thing.

"Yes...yes! Commander! I was confused!"

He immediately bowed deeply in apology.

Feng Zhiyu looked at him, and the anger in his eyes slowly subsided.

He waved his hand, his tone returning to calm, but the weariness and helplessness were even deeper.

"Alright. Remember, life always comes first. Fame is unimportant."

"Second place it is."

“…It doesn’t matter.”

He turned around, looked again at the huge light screen that showed the widening gap, and sighed softly.
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Inside the highest meeting hall of the "Fearless" battle group, the atmosphere finally fell silent with a slightly desolate sigh from battle group leader Feng Zhiyu.

Outside the conference hall, on the private forum comprised of countless data streams, the atmosphere was more enthusiastic than ever before.

For the leadership of the warband, finishing second might be a "failure" that requires bearing responsibility.

But for the vast majority of ordinary members of the battle group, this is more like a once-in-a-century "grand event" that they are personally experiencing and witnessing history.

At this moment, almost every second, dozens of brand new posts are being refreshed on the forum.

Among them, the most discussed topic is undoubtedly the final outcome of this team ranking competition, which is becoming increasingly clear.

[Shocking! The point difference in the Level 5 Martial Arts Tournament has officially surpassed the 100,000 mark!]

[Screenshot proof! Just now, the point difference between 'Fearless' and 'Ironblood' in the Tier 5 region officially exceeded 100,000! This basically means we've already lost our chance in this region, right?]

[Sigh, I expected this. After all, so many of those top geniuses from back then were poached by 'Iron Blood,' and now they've all grown up; the gap can't be closed.]

It seems the 'Ironblood Legion' is truly going to seize the top spot! Their era is about to begin! I predict that for the next few centuries, the title of 'Number One Legion' will belong to the 'Iron' clan.

Don't be so pessimistic. However, speaking of which, there's an unwritten 'graduation rule' passed down by word of mouth at our Canaan Star Martial Arts University. That is, when you witness the second battle group surpass the first, achieving a new 'first,' then you're not far from graduation. And now it seems that's really true.

[The truth is out! When I enrolled, 'Fearless' was at its peak. Now, I'm almost graduating, and 'Ironblood' is finally about to rise to prominence. Basically, after five or six warband ranking tournaments, which is about five or six hundred years, the first and second positions will rotate. After all, normal people graduate in about a thousand years.]

【…】

There was much discussion on the forum.

Although, as members of the "Fearless" band, everyone's words carried a hint of regret and resentment.

But more than anything, it represents a rational acceptance of the general trend of history.

After all, in the tens of thousands of years of history of the Canaan Star Martial Arts University, the rotation between first and second place is just a normal occurrence.

Besides the discussions about the Warband Ranking Tournament, there were also some posts criticizing the Canaan Newcomer Cup, which has seemed somewhat lackluster in recent years.

[Rant Post: Does anyone else think that the recent Rookie Cups have been really boring?]

[OP: I'm not bragging, but I feel like I could easily get a top-three finish. The problem is, there aren't many decent competitors! Back in the day, Qin Shou and Zhou Run's generation fought an absolutely epic battle! And now? Sigh…]

"There's nothing we can do, bro. These past few Rookie Cups have just clashed with our once-in-a-century Guild Ranking Tournament. Those truly skilled players don't have the time to participate in that meager Rookie Cup with its paltry rewards. They're all frantically grinding reputation and contribution points in the Guild Tournament!"

Indeed. However, some shrewd senior players will still set aside a month or two to participate in the rookie cup, hoping to gain an unfair advantage and squeeze out some rewards. After all, even a small amount is still something.

【…】

The outside world's turmoil had nothing to do with Qin Feng.

After devising a new and more efficient cultivation plan for himself, he once again threw himself into the endless cycle of "battle-seclusion-battle" like a highly sophisticated war machine.

He once again activated his "task maniac" mode.

His name frequently appears in the "Warrior-level" mission list.

He travels to different star systems with different teammates, facing different enemies.

On a swampy planet filled with corrosive acid rain, he and his teammates hunt down grotesque alien creatures that can spew strong acid.

In the desolate, war-torn world of Hive City, he wields the "Koi Transformation Dragon" and engages in the most brutal urban warfare against the crazed Ork Greenskins piloting modified power armor.

Every mission is a dance on the edge of a knife, a baptism of blood and fire.

Five months have passed in the blink of an eye.

In those five months, he completed a total of five "warrior-level" team missions.

On average, once a month.

If word got out, this efficiency would be enough to make any martial artist of the same level feel ashamed.

These five missions brought him incredibly rich rewards.

【Task Settlement】

Contribution points earned: 28000

Gained 84000 Warband Reputation.

Of course, high returns are accompanied by high consumption.

To cope with increasingly dangerous battles, he had to frequently purchase various disposable, powerful psionic weapons and power armor protection modules.

In these five months, he spent a full 20,000 contribution points just on these expenses.

After the calculation, his account balance became:

Current Balance

Contribution value: 15400 points

Chapter Reputation: 164000 points

Looking at his reputation points, which had become incredibly abundant again, Qin Feng felt a surge of excitement.

He didn't hesitate.

After finishing his last task, he immediately returned to his dormitory and began a new round of "big shopping".

"Hamer, open the reputation resource library."

"Exchange for 100 'Enhanced Type II Psionic Potions'."
-
80000 reputation points

"Exchange 100 doses of 'Enhanced Type II Deep Repair Bath'."
-
40000 reputation points

"Exchange for 50 'Enhanced Type II Mental Strength Recovery Potions'."
-
25000 reputation points

This time, he wiped out almost all the reputation points in his account!
He purchased five sets of cultivation resources, the same amount as before!

According to his calculations, these resources are enough for him to perform ten "merging of the orifices"!
……

The door to the training room closed again.

Qin Feng once again entered that monotonous state of seclusion.

With the blessing of the "Ten Perfect Hands" technique, his body recovered at an incredible speed after each breakthrough to the "Merging Acupoints".

This led to an exponential increase in his cultivation efficiency.

Time flew by during this intense period of seclusion.

Another five months have passed.

When Qin Feng had completely exhausted that massive amount of cultivation resources.

He slowly opened his eyes.

A glint of light flashed in his eyes, and his aura was more powerful and refined than before he went into seclusion!
This time, he successfully completed ten "connections"!
Including the five months he spent earning contribution points, he completed this feat in just ten months, a feat that would have taken at least several years in the past!
The "Great Sun Aperture" within his body has undergone a total of sixty-six fusions!
His vitality index also increased by another 100 points, steadily reaching 4260 points!
Qin Feng silently updated his cultivation plan in his mind.

"Ten months, ten times of acupoint closure. On average, that's once a month."

"At this rate, it will take me another twenty-two years to advance to the Qi Integration stage."

"And now, there are still eighteen years left until the end of the Warband Ranking Tournament."

His eyes shone with unparalleled confidence.

"There's enough time!"

"As my strength grows, my efficiency in completing tasks will only increase! And my speed in acquiring resources will also increase!"

"With just one more push, I'm confident I can complete all the 'Gathering Points' before this Guild Ranking Tournament is completely over!"

A perfectly clear goal was firmly established in his mind!

Forty years to finally understand!
Thirty years of perfect harmony!
He will spend a total of seventy years traversing the path of the "ultimate enlightenment method" that ordinary geniuses would take hundreds of years to complete!
This speed is unprecedented and will likely remain so.

Qin Feng took a deep breath, opened his private domain, and checked the mission status.

The information about Shi Dang has been updated again; the number of mission failures has increased from "2" to "5".

(End of this chapter)