High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 184 Successful Merging of Apertures! 7200 Vitality Index! Finally Achieving a Supreme Aperture!

"If I were to take on this task myself..."

Qin Feng rapidly deduced the scenario in his mind.

Without Long Yu and Nisan's support, he will face the powerful elite believer and the siege of fourteen fanatics alone.

He has a mental barrier module that allows him to ignore the mental attacks of his enemies.

He possesses the ultimate killing move, [Golden Palace], which is enough to defeat any enemy head-on.

However, he must simultaneously deal with attacks from all sides.

He needs to plan every move perfectly, without making the slightest mistake.

That will be an arduous and bloody battle with an extremely high mortality rate.

"With my current strength, I should be able to complete the simplest kind of hellish missions relatively easily."

"If we were to encounter a normal mission like this one, where the number and strength of the enemies were both up to par, we would probably have to risk our lives and exhaust all our resources before we could possibly achieve a Pyrrhic victory."

"But if the mission were any more difficult, I... might die."

This easy victory did not make Qin Feng arrogant at all; on the contrary, it gave him a clearer and more calm understanding of his current strength.

He is very strong. In terms of killing ability alone, he has surpassed most of the "veterans" at the level of a fifth-level martial artist.

But he is far from being able to act with impunity.

Qin Feng opened his personal terminal and glanced at his updated asset status.

Name: Qin Feng

[Contribution Points (Remaining): 15000]

[Dreadnought Reputation (Remaining): 240000 points]

Before setting off, in order to purchase the [Mental Barrier Module], the [Standard Anti-Chaos Psionic Core], and three "Purifier" high-explosive combustion devices, he almost exhausted all the assets he had left after completing the Warrior-level mission and going into seclusion.

Now, this generous reward has filled his pockets once again.

"Alright, now that the mission is over, I should head back."

Nissan stretched out a big yawn, his joints cracking with each blow. He grinned at everyone, "That damn 'boss' was too weak, no fun at all. See you all!"

After saying that, he strode towards the outside of the teleportation platform and quickly disappeared around the corner of the passage.

Wen Muyun nodded slightly to Long Yu and Qin Feng, and said in a cool tone, "Captain, junior brother Qin Feng, thank you for fighting side by side this time. I'm going to meditate now."

She didn't say much, but the approval in her eyes was unmistakable.

Clearly, Qin Feng's formidable strength and fierce style in battle earned the respect of this proud female swordsman.

In the blink of an eye, only Long Yu and Qin Feng remained on the teleportation platform.

"Qin Feng."

Long Yu's gentle voice rang out.

He looked at the junior in front of him, who was much younger than him but whose aura was like a dormant volcano, with obvious admiration in his eyes.

"You performed exceptionally well in this mission."

Long Yu didn't hold back his praise, "Your combat intuition, your use of killing moves, and that indomitable and fierce momentum are all top-notch. In terms of pure combat ability, you have already surpassed the vast majority of level 5 members in the battle group."

Qin Feng calmly replied, "It was all thanks to the captain and senior Nissan for their support; otherwise, things wouldn't have gone so smoothly."

Upon hearing this, Long Yu nodded approvingly.

He admired Qin Feng's calm and composed demeanor.

Many people who have been immersed in the world of martial arts for one or two hundred years cannot achieve the composure of Qin Feng.

The reason is simple: the joy of breaking through to a martial arts realm is so great that many people feel like "I've succeeded, I've finally succeeded," and naturally become restless.

However, Qin Feng has achieved so much in over sixty years since entering the academy, yet he remains calm and composed, which Long Yu greatly admires.

He looked Qin Feng into the eyes and said sincerely:
"If you still plan to undertake hellish missions to earn contribution points in the future, you can contact me at any time through the warband's internal network. I'd be happy to team up with you whenever I have time. With reliable teammates, many risks can be avoided and managed in advance."

These words were no longer just polite formalities, but a formal and well-intentioned invitation to form a long-term team!
Qin Feng's heart stirred slightly.

He was well aware of the significance of this invitation.

This is not only Long Yu's recognition of his strength, but also the fact that one of the top experts in the Fearless Battle Group is taking the initiative to extend an olive branch to him, willing to grow together with him.

While Long Yu's concern for his juniors and his desire to cultivate core strength for the battle group certainly played a part, the premise was that Qin Feng's own strength had reached the required level. When carrying out hellish missions, he would not be a burden that needed to be protected throughout the entire process, but rather an effective combat force that could share the pressure and supplement firepower.

Looking across the entire Fearless Battle Group, among the "Three Heavenly Kings"—Long Yu, Nissan, and Ning Jing, who rarely appears—there is indeed no other fifth-level martial artist with such formidable combat abilities as Qin Feng.

Of the three powerful figures, Nisan has an unrestrained personality and prefers to work alone or team up with Longyu.

The other Ningjing is elusive and difficult to contact.

Qin Feng showed no affectation whatsoever, solemnly nodded to Long Yu, and said in a deep voice:

"Thank you, Senior Longyu. It's an honor to fight alongside you. I'd be happy to participate in any hellish missions in the future."

This is both an expression of gratitude and a promise.

A gentle smile appeared on Long Yu's face. He patted Qin Feng's shoulder, and the power armor's gauntlets made a muffled "thump".

"Alright. Then I look forward to our next collaboration. Go, get some rest and digest what you've learned in this battle. How about we set off again in seven days?"

"Okay, goodbye, senior."

Qin Feng bowed slightly, then turned around and left the teleportation platform with steady steps.

Watching his tall, javelin-like figure disappear into the passage, Long Yu's gaze was deep.

The peace that followed the bloody battle lasted only seven days.

For the past seven days, Qin Feng has been almost entirely immersed in the cultivation room.

He silently practiced the "Ten Perfect Hands" technique, repairing the minor internal injuries accumulated during the battle, while simultaneously visualizing the "Emperor's Meditation Method," tempering his increasingly powerful spiritual will.

On the morning of the seventh day, Long Yu's communication invitation appeared on his personal terminal right on time.

"Qin Feng, how's your rest going?"

Long Yu's gentle voice came through the communicator, "There's a new 'hellish' mission, located on the edge of the 'Shattered Star Belt.' The objective is to wipe out a group of gene thieves who enjoy modifying alien creatures. Intelligence suggests they may be backed by followers of the 'God of Pleasure,' so it won't be easy. Interested? It's the same team as last time, Nissan and Wen Muyun are both there."

"Have."

Qin Feng's answer was without the slightest hesitation, consisting of only one word: crisp and decisive.

"Okay, let's meet at the usual place."

Communication hang up.

Qin Feng opened his eyes, and a sharp fighting spirit flashed in the depths of his eyes.

He stood up, skillfully donned the black power armor that had undergone several repairs but remained ferocious and reliable, and teleported to the Dreadnought Zone.

Peaceful cultivation could not satisfy his thirst for resources; only in the blood and fire of life and death could he seize enough resources at the fastest speed.

This mission is far more difficult than the last one to wipe out the "Blood Knife" gang.

The den of those gene thieves is located inside an asteroid with disordered gravity and a violent magnetic field.

They forcibly combined the genes of countless alien creatures to create deformed, powerful, and fearless monsters.

The battle lasted for a full year.

In the dark, sunless depths of the planet, amidst countless twisted and narrow tunnels, the four-person team experienced several near-death experiences.

To cover the others, Nisan was struck head-on by a giant, stitched-together beast that combined the carapace of an insectoid creature with the ability to spew acid. Half of his body was corroded and mangled, and he nearly died on the spot.

During one of her breakout attempts, Wen Muyun was severely injured by a demon from the Pleasure Cult who possessed bizarre spiritual magic. She almost had an encounter with Qin Feng, and afterwards, her mental strength was damaged, causing her to fall into a prolonged coma.

In the end, after Long Yu risked serious injury to forcibly kill the demon leader, and Qin Feng used the [Golden Luan] killing move to exchange injury for injury, forcefully smashing the head of the most powerful stitched behemoth into his chest cavity, this tragic mission ended in a "pyrrhic victory".

When the teleportation light shone again, returning them to the platform of the Canaan Star Martial Arts Academy, the four of them helped each other up, limping along.

Nissan and Wen Muyun were sent to the highest-level medical pod in the battle group. Long Yu and Qin Feng, on the other hand, were also pale and weak. After sending Nissan and Wen Muyun to the hospital, their willpower completely collapsed, and they fell in the lobby of the medical department.

Behind the words "hellish level" lies a truly heavy weight of death.

……

Time flies, the years are like a shuttle.

In the days that followed, Qin Feng completely transformed into a mission fanatic who walked the line between life and death.

A tacit understanding had formed between him and Long Yu, requiring no further words.

After each mission, a short rest, healing, and distribution of loot will follow, and as long as your physical condition allows, a new mission invitation will arrive on schedule.

Scenes flashed by rapidly in the long river of time.

On the ruins of a city destroyed by war, Qin Feng, holding the [Koi Transformation into Dragon], stood back to back with Long Yu, facing a tidal wave of mechanical undead whose eyes gleamed with the flames of their souls.

Guns flashed like dragons, blades gleamed like snow, and two figures fought a bloody battle amidst the tide of steel.

……

On a primitive planet covered with towering trees and sticky swamps, a four-person team was lying in wait, holding their breath.

Deep in the swamp not far away, a giant flower bud emitting an alluring, eerie light is slowly blooming, and guarding it is a terrifying behemoth over a hundred meters long, covered in bone armor.

……

Inside the desolate wreckage of a space station, the gravity system has failed.

Long Yu's breastplate was pierced by a strange shadow energy, and his life force was extremely weak.

Nissan's power armor was torn in half, and he roared as he swung his broadsword to defend against a chaotic demon whose form was indescribable and seemed to be made of pure malice.

Qin Feng's eyes were bloodshot. He poured all his power into a single punch, the will of [Golden Palace] more concentrated than ever before, and slammed it fiercely towards the core of the demon...

Ultimately, the mission failed, and the four of them escaped back to Canaan in a sorry state by relying on an emergency teleportation beacon. Long Yu lay in the medical pod for three whole months before recovering.

……

In an asteroid belt filled with meteorites and dust, four men piloted an assault boat and, with precise firepower, turned a space pirate flagship into a spectacular firework.

This was a relatively easy mission; they didn't even engage in much close combat before easily reaping the spoils.

……

Three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

There are only five years left until the end of the chapter ranking points competition within the Dreadnought Chapter.

In the past three years, Qin Feng and Long Yu's team have taken on and carried out a total of seven hellish missions.

Of these, six were successful and one was a failure.

They have faced cunning aliens, slaughtered fanatical cultists, and fought to the death against cold war machines.

The most dangerous time was when the entire team was almost wiped out, while the most relaxed time was like a picnic.

In the bloody battles where they repeatedly entrusted their backs to each other, they forged an unbreakable camaraderie.

When the seventh mission was completed and the four of them reappeared on the familiar teleportation platform, each of them carried an air of calm and sharpness, as if all worldly cares had been washed away.

"laugh--"

Qin Feng skillfully removed his power armor, revealing a face that was even more angular and had a more profound and resolute gaze than it had three years ago.

He ignored the new scars on his body and immediately opened his personal terminal, his eyes falling on a series of dazzling numbers.

Name: Qin Feng

[Contribution Points (Remaining): 76,000]

[Dreadnought Reputation (Remaining): 1,320,000 points]

Three years of life-or-death struggle brought him a terrifying accumulation of wealth.

These contribution points and reputation are enough for him to exchange for the top-tier cultivation resources and equipment of any level 5 martial artist.

But this was not his greatest gain.

His consciousness sank into his body, sensing the earth-shattering power that had already undergone changes within the three hundred and sixty great sun apertures.

For the past three years, although he spent most of his time on missions and healing, whenever he had a spare moment, he would seize every opportunity to frantically work on merging his internal energy points, utilizing the terrifying cultivation efficiency brought by the "Ten Perfections Technique".

Intermittent, arduous practice accumulates little by little.

In three years, he actually managed to complete more than forty more acupoint fusions!
[Current number of acupoint combinations: 236]

Current Vitality Index: 5960.0 points

Meanwhile, over the past three years, his level-three killing technique, "Qiankun Spear," has been honed through countless real-world combat experiences, and he has elevated it to the "Mastery Realm."

He could clearly sense that, after the will of all the killing techniques had been integrated, a more terrifying and powerful ultimate killing move seemed to be brewing deep within his soul.

It seemed as if there was only a thin layer of paper separating them, but no matter how Qin Feng tried, he could never truly break through it and understand it.

"It's still a little short of perfect..."

Qin Feng understood, but he was not impatient.

He looked up at Long Yu, who was stretching his muscles beside him, and said in a deep voice, "Senior, I may not be able to take on any more missions for the foreseeable future."

"Ok?"

Long Yu stopped what she was doing and looked at him with some surprise. "What's wrong? Have you hit a bottleneck?"

"Do not."

Qin Feng shook his head, his gaze resolute. "I plan to undergo a deep seclusion and strive to successfully merge all the remaining acupoints before the end of the points competition."

Upon hearing this, Long Yu's expression froze instantly.

For the first time, a look of shock, astonishment, and disbelief appeared in his usually gentle eyes.

"Wait... what did you say?"

Long Yu's tone changed, "How many times have you... merged your acupoints now?"

"Two hundred and thirty-six times."

Qin Feng answered truthfully.

"Two hundred and thirty-six times?!"

Long Yu gasped, looking Qin Feng up and down as if he were a monster, as if he were seeing his teammate of three years for the first time.

He quickly calculated it in his mind.

Of the 360 ​​acupoint combinations in total, Qin Feng has completed 236, leaving 124 to be completed.

And there are only a little over five years left until the end of the qualifying rounds!

"You want to complete the remaining 120-plus Qi-merging processes within five years?!"

Long Yu's voice was somewhat unsteady, "Qin Feng, are you sure you didn't miscalculate? Or rather... are you sure you're not joking?"

Five years, more than 120 times of acupoint combination!
This speed can no longer be described as "genius"; it completely overturns the common sense of martial arts!
Even the most monstrous talents in the history of Canaan Star Martial Arts University have never heard of anyone who could achieve such an astonishing cultivation speed in the Qi Integration Realm!

However, looking into Qin Feng's eyes, which were so earnest and without a trace of impurity, Long Yu's shock slowly turned into a bitter smile and understanding.

He suddenly remembered.

Oh right, how could I forget?

This guy in front of me cannot be judged by common sense from the very beginning.

A "Qin Beast" who took nearly forty years to achieve enlightenment, swept the rookie cup, and set a century-old record for tower climbing.

Having cultivated alongside him before, I noticed that his speed in merging with Qi was already ridiculously fast, and now it seems that it wasn't even Qin Feng's limit...

Thinking of this, all of Long Yu's shock turned into a sigh that was both funny and sad.

"You guy."

He shook his head helplessly, then a sincere smile appeared on his face. He patted Qin Feng's shoulder hard, his tone full of expectation.

"With your terrifyingly strong physical physique, coupled with your already formidable mental strength... once you successfully merge all 360 acupoints, I'm afraid you'll beat me to the ground when you see me."

These words were both a joke and a heartfelt expression of approval.

Three years of bloody fighting had long since eliminated any jealousy between them, leaving only the purest camaraderie.

"Thank you for taking care of me over the past few years."

Qin Feng sensed the sincerity in Long Yu's words and spoke solemnly.

Without Long Yu's support and protection, he could never have accumulated such a large amount of capital so smoothly in the past three years.

"Alright, enough with the formalities."

Long Yu waved his hand generously, "There's no need for such formalities between us. Go quickly! Hurry up and don't waste your talent! I'll be waiting for your good news!"

"Ok!"

Qin Feng nodded heavily.

Without saying another word, he turned and walked towards the battle group's equipment maintenance center, handing over the battered power armor to the intelligent system for in-depth repair.

After the maintenance was completed, Qin Feng transformed into a blur and quickly returned to his dormitory.

He had already clearly planned out his enormous contribution value and reputation.

This time, he will devote all his resources to this seclusion.

The goal is to seize the opportunity and forge the Yuanqiao in one fell swoop!
-
When Qin Feng reappeared at the dormitory entrance, the noise and commotion outside seemed to be completely shut out by an invisible wall.

This is his first "home" after entering the Canaan Star Martial Arts University, and it is also the starting point that witnessed his growth from a "laborer" doing daily tasks to a top expert.

And now, this small dormitory is about to become his final retreat to solidify his foundation in martial arts and break through to a new level.

Without the slightest hesitation, he strode inside.

The dormitory's smart home system senses the occupant's return, automatically adjusting the lights to a soft brightness, and the fresh air system gently introduces purified air.

Qin Feng walked to the center of the room, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

As he exhaled this breath, it was as if he also expelled all the fatigue, murderous aura, and anxiety that he had accumulated over the past three years on the brink of life and death from his body.

After his mind had completely calmed down, he sat cross-legged and his consciousness sank into the Imperial Trading House.

The massive 1.32 million Warband Reputation Points flashed in his personal account. This was the rich reward he had earned through three years of blood and fire, and seven life-or-death trials in hellish missions.

They are not wealth, not glory, but merely... fuel.

It is the essential fuel for him to reach a higher level.

His mind raced through the exchange list, pinpointing the target he had planned long ago.

"Exchange for 1,000 'Enhanced Type II Psionic Potions'."

[Confirmed redemption, deducting 72 Warband Reputation Points.]

"Exchange 1,000 doses of 'Enhanced Type II Deep Repair Bath'."

[Confirmed redemption, deducting 40 Warband Reputation Points.]

"Exchange for 500 'Enhanced Type II Mental Strength Recovery Potions'."

[Confirmed redemption, deducting 25 Warband Reputation Points.]

Three transactions, clean and efficient.

The entire 290,000 reputation points were depleted in just a few seconds.

With the completion of the transaction, rows of neatly stacked metal storage boxes quietly appeared in Qin Feng's subspace storage unit.

On the top of the box, the Imperial Military Industry's gear and double-headed eagle emblem, symbolizing the highest quality, are clearly visible.

"Activate the highest level of closed-door mode."

"Om-"

With a deep, resonant energy, the dormitory door, made of a special alloy, slowly closed.

Several visible beams of energy shone from around the door frame, weaving together to form an impenetrable energy network that completely isolated the entire dormitory from the outside world.

Qin Ling returned to the center of the room and sat down cross-legged again.

Before him, a "Type II Enhanced Psionic Potion" had appeared out of thin air.

He looked at the potion, which emitted a faint blue light, his eyes calm and resolute.

Then he drank it all in one gulp.

……

Time has lost its meaning.

In the secluded dormitory, only an eternal, seemingly endless cycle of spiritual practice remains.

boom!
It was as if a small supernova was exploding inside Qin Feng's body.

Under his control, the immense spiritual energy surged forth like a burst dam, carrying unparalleled power, and crashed violently into an unlit and stubborn cavern shell.

Severe pain!

An indescribable, soul-tearing pain instantly spread throughout his body.

The shell of that cave was far more sturdy than imagined; every impact felt like using flesh and blood to forcefully shatter ancient divine iron.

His veins were groaning, his muscles were trembling, and even his bones were creaking under the strain.

But Qin Feng's will was even harder than the divine iron.

His face was expressionless; he simply mechanically channeled his psionic energy, launching attacks time and time again.

After an unknown amount of time, just as the effects of the psionic potion were about to wear off, a crisp "crack" sounded, and finally, a crack appeared in the stubborn cave shell.

It's now!

Qin Feng's soul trembled violently, and he gathered the last of his spiritual energy into a sharp arrow, which precisely pierced into the crack.

hum-

The cave shell shattered, and a massive amount of energy was instantly absorbed and transformed by the newly formed "Great Sun Aperture".

Qin Feng's body also reached the brink of collapse at almost the same time.

Without hesitation, he stepped into the bathtub that had been prepared beforehand and poured in a "Type II Enhanced Deep Repair Bath." The dark green liquid quickly submerged him, and a warm and comfortable feeling instantly enveloped his entire body.

He could clearly feel countless tiny, invisible life energies penetrating his skin and into his limbs and bones, repairing the damaged meridians and nourishing the torn muscle fibers.

An hour later, when he stepped out of the bathtub, all his fatigue and injuries had disappeared.

He immediately sat down cross-legged and began practicing the "Ten Perfect Hands" technique.

A gentle yet profound and strange power began to circulate within his body.

This force, like a master blacksmith, is giving his newly repaired body a second, more meticulous "forging".

With each cycle, his physical strength, meridian resilience, and spiritual energy activity would receive a subtle but real boost.

"The Perfect Hand" is solidifying his achievements from each breakthrough and rebuilding process, and accumulating a deeper foundation for the next, even more powerful impact.

Once the "Perfect Hand" technique is fully activated, he will take a mental energy recovery potion, close his eyes, and meditate to allow his weary soul to regain its fullness.

Then, he would take out the next psionic potion and begin a new round of attacks on the next cavity shell.

Day after day, week after week.

In the corner of the dormitory, there was a small mountain of empty medicine bottles that had run out of power.

Qin Feng remained seated cross-legged in the same spot, like an unchanging statue.

His aura was deeper and more restrained than it had been three years ago, like a dormant volcano accumulating endless energy.

At this moment, the process of merging the internal organs within his body has already been carried out more than three hundred times.

Each challenge is more difficult than the last.

Each repair takes longer than the last.

Years of loneliness and endless suffering are enough to drive anyone with a weak will to the brink of collapse and madness.

But Qin Feng's heart became clearer and stronger through such trials.

His will was forged into divine gold, indestructible through countless eons.
-
As he swallowed the last dose of psionic potion, as he absorbed the last drop of restorative bath.

Inside Qin Feng's body, only the last, most solid, and most core acupoint shell remained.

This is the final insurmountable barrier on the path to perfection.

He poured all the power he had accumulated within him, and all the will he had honed over the past five years, into this final strike.

There was no earth-shattering noise, nor any excruciating pain.

When that power, concentrated to its extreme, touched the last cavity shell, everything seemed to fall into place naturally.

The shell of the cave melted away like spring snow.

Om-! ! !
An unprecedented and enormous "Great Sun Aperture" suddenly formed in the very center of his chest, at the mysterious "Divine Treasury" acupoint of the human body!
It is no longer a simple superposition of the previous acupoints, but a qualitative change.

It floated there quietly, like a real star compressed billions of times.

The surging spiritual energy flowed slowly within, forming a perfect, self-sufficient energy vortex that never ceased to exist.

Qin Feng could clearly feel that as long as his spiritual power could penetrate into it and gently stimulate this huge "Great Sun Aperture," the boundless spiritual energy contained within would instantly burst forth, like a celestial river flowing backward, washing over, cleansing, and strengthening his physical body with incredible efficiency.

pity……

He tried to mobilize his already immense spiritual power to touch that "Great Sun".

However, the moment his mental power approached that "Great Sun," it was blocked by the terrifying energy field naturally emanating from its outer layer, and he was unable to shake it in the slightest.

"This is the bottleneck..."

Qin Feng understood perfectly.

"Only when the strength of one's mental power undergoes another transformation, and one learns a truly profound method of mental power manipulation that is sufficient to interfere with reality, can one use the spirit as a 'key' to unlock the 'divine treasure' within the body, draw upon spiritual energy to cleanse the physical body, and thus break through the realm in one fell swoop and advance to the sixth level of soaring."

The connection is complete!
Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes.

In those eyes, there was no ecstatic joy after the breakthrough, only a deep, star-like tranquility.

His thoughts involuntarily drifted back to a mission he had carried out many years ago.

He witnessed firsthand how a fallen martial artist, who had cultivated a supreme opening technique, transformed his "primordial aperture" after death into a vibrant and prosperous paradise, all by his own power.

That was a martial artist's "whale fall".

And now, he has reached the same level.

The perfect "Great Sun Aperture" within his body is the most top-grade "Supreme Yuan Aperture".

If he were to perish now, his body would be enough to bring life to a desolate place.

His vitality index, along with this final perfection, reached the legendary "minor limit" of the fifth-level Yuanqiao realm—7200 points!
"Hamer."

He called softly.

"I am here, master."

The voice of the smart assistant immediately sounded.

"How long has it been since I went into seclusion?"

"Reporting to Master, four years and eight months have passed."

"Four years and eight months... Hmm, that went by quickly."

Qin Feng's tone carried a hint of emotion.

If it weren't for Master Sun personally teaching him the "Ten Perfect Techniques"...

Let alone five years, even if he were given another fifty years, he would never be able to complete the Qi Integration.

Although he had only learned a tiny bit of the "Ten Perfect Techniques", this tiny bit of knowledge increased his cultivation speed by more than five times!
Forty years to awaken the mind, thirty years to close the mind!
In seventy years, he traversed a path that other genius martial artists could not complete in hundreds of years.

From then on, the road ahead was smooth!
As long as his mental strength can keep up, he can pass through the "Four Limits of Physical Body" without any obstacles, and he will never encounter other martial artists who are stuck in the Four Limits for a long time.

Furthermore, because what he has forged is the legendary "top-grade Yuan Aperture," the speed at which his physical body will improve in the future will be more than ten times that of those martial artists of the same level who cultivate "superior Yuan Aperture"!
What a terrifying advantage this is!

Qin Feng slowly stood up, feeling the overwhelming, surging power within his body.

"Vitality Index 7200.0"

"I have mastered all the killing techniques; I am only one step away from combining all the killing moves."
-
The headquarters of the Fearless Chapter, in a strategic conference room.

Three figures, each exuding a profound and imposing aura, were engaged in a heated yet restrained debate around the central circular tactical light table.

Nissan remained as carefree as ever, leaning back in his comfortable alloy seat with his arms crossed. His short, golden hair gleamed under the lights, but his eyes, which always held a hint of mockery, now held a rare seriousness.

Long Yu sat upright, his fingers unconsciously tapping lightly on the smooth tabletop, a helpless bitter smile on his gentle, jade-like face.

Opposite him, a tall, imposing man was slowly pacing back and forth.

He wore a tight-fitting black combat suit, with a long, dark gold whip coiled around his waist. His bare arms had clearly defined muscles, exuding an explosive sense of power.

Every time he turned around, he exuded an invisible sense of oppression, like a fierce tiger about to devour its prey.

This person is Ning Jing, one of the three Level 5 powerhouses in the Fearless Battle Group, who are on par with Long Yu and Nissan.

Unlike Long Yu's gentleness and Nissan's extroversion, Ning Jing's personality, like the long whip in his hand, is direct, strict, and brooks no argument.

"Long Yu, I'm saying this one last time."

Ning Jing stopped, placed his hands on the tactical light table, leaned forward slightly, and stared at Long Yu with eyes as sharp as a knife.

"For this mission, I must decide who gets the last spot. Wen Muyun, whom you recommended before, is quite capable and a promising talent, but for this mission, her abilities... are far from sufficient."

His voice was deep and powerful, each word like a hammer blow, full of unquestionable decisiveness.

Upon hearing this, Long Yu stopped tapping his fingers on the table. He looked up and met Ning Jing's oppressive gaze, but his face still wore that gentle smile.

"Ning Jing, I understand your concerns. But the question is, who will you choose?"

He pointed to the mission briefing in the center of the table, which was emitting an ominous, deep red glow.

[Task Name: Eradicating the Breeding Ground of Chaos]

[Mission Rating: Nightmare]

[Mission Objective: Deep within the "Lost Starfield," to the source of contamination, the "Cradle of Sorrow," completely destroy its core Chaos Altar, and slay its guardian.]

Recommended Strength: Level 5 Yuanqiao Realm (Minor Limit) / Unrivaled combat power among those of the same level

[Mission Rewards: 30 Warband Points, 20 Contribution Points, 60 Warband Reputation Points]

Long Yu spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but clearly echoing in the conference room: "This nightmare-level mission is worth a full 300,000 battleband points. Now, there are only four months left until the end of this round of ranking competitions. Whether our Fearless Battleband can once again retain the honor of being the number one battleband in Canaan can be said to depend entirely on the success or failure of this mission."

He paused, his tone becoming more serious: "You saw the mission rating, 'Nightmare Level.' The difficulty level given by the system is directly comparable to the standards of the ninety-first to one hundredth floors of the Canaan Tower. You and I both know what that means. Only monsters that have truly reached the 'minor limit' of 7200 points of vitality and are practically invincible among their peers have a high success rate."

"And this kind of person..."

Long Yu shrugged and chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Looking at the entire Fearless Battle Group, and even among the level five students of the Canaan Star Martial Arts Academy, I really can't find a single one. You, me, and Nissan, although the three of us have all completed the Qi Integration and reached the 'Minor Limit,' do you dare say we are 'invincible at the same level'?"

Ning Jing remained silent.

Of course, he dared not say it.

They are very strong, at the very top of the pyramid, but they are still far from being "invincible".

"I chose Yunzhi."

Ning Jing said in a deep voice, naming a person, "He is someone I personally trained. Although he hasn't reached the 'minor limit' yet, his vitality index has reached 6900 points. He has been enrolled for over 250 years, and his combat experience and willpower are beyond question. Among the people we can currently mobilize, he is the best choice."

“Yun Zhi…”

Long Yu pondered for a moment, remaining noncommittal.

He knew Yun Zhi was indeed a powerful martial artist who had experienced countless battles, stronger than Wen Muyun. Ning Jing's choice was based on reality, the safest, and also the most helpless choice.

But it's still too weak.

"If all else fails, we can borrow one from another chapter, just not the Predator Chapter."

"Are they crazy? How will the points be distributed then? And isn't it shameful? I'd rather be second than do something like this."

"Ugh……"

Several people were discussing it.

However, at that moment, Long Yu's eyes suddenly lit up.

As if he suddenly sensed something, his mind swiftly sank into the status list of the members within the battle group.

When he saw a name that had been silent for nearly five years, and the phrase "in deep seclusion" had quietly disappeared, an uncontrollable excitement and agitation suddenly burst forth on his gentle face.

"Wait a minute! I've got it! Haha, I've got it!"

Long Yu slammed his hand on the table, his face beaming with joy, a stark contrast to his usual composed demeanor.

Under the astonished gazes of Ning Jing and Nissan, his slender fingers flew across the tactical light table, forcibly dragging a team member's avatar into the four-person squad of the "nightmare-level" mission.

Ning Jing frowned and turned his gaze to the newly added avatar.

It was a young face with a resolute expression that he had never seen before.

Next to the profile picture, the person's basic information is clearly marked.

Name: Qin Feng

Vitality Index: 5960.0

[Year of Enrollment: 65th year]

The moment Ning Jing saw the string of numbers, his pupils contracted sharply, and a surge of anger welled up from the bottom of his heart.

"Long Yu! Are you kidding me?!"

His voice suddenly rose, filled with fury, "A vitality index of 5960 points?! He's only been enrolled for a little over sixty years?! You put such a newcomer into a 'nightmare-level' mission team? Do you want him to go to his death, or do you want us all to go to our deaths with him?!"

This questioning was no longer an argument, but almost a roar.

Nissan, who had been leaning back in his chair watching the show, now dropped his relaxed expression and looked curiously at the name on the table, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Qin Feng? He's out of seclusion?"

Faced with Ning Jing's thunderous rage, Long Yu calmly waved his hand, his excitement undiminished.

"Ning Jing, don't rush, don't get angry."

He reassured him, "Look closely, his status information hasn't been updated yet. This guy has finally emerged from seclusion! Haha, as long as he's willing to come, I think this mission is at least halfway done!"

"No updates? Just came out of quarantine?"

Ning Jing's anger subsided slightly, but his brows remained furrowed and the suspicion in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

He stared intently at Qin Feng's information, his mind racing with calculations.

"I'll trust you this once. This guy named Qin Feng's previous record was 5960 points of vitality index. To reach the 'minor limit' of 7200 points, he still needs to merge his acupoints more than 120 times, close to 130 times. At the speed of a normal genius, it would take at least 70 years. That is to say, he has actually been enrolled for at least 130 years. Hmm, at this age, to be able to cultivate all the killing techniques to the control level, he can be considered a hidden old monster genius."

Based on his own understanding, Ning Jing arrived at a seemingly reasonable conclusion.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard Long Yu's voice, which was both playful and serious.

"What do you mean 130 years since enrollment? Ning Jing, Ning Jing, what I meant by 'not updated' is not this."

Long Yu extended a finger and tapped Qin Feng's "5960.0" vitality index on the light table.

"This data is from five years ago, before he went into seclusion."

"what?!"

This time, Ning Jing was truly enraged.

Five years ago?!

Five years ago, the index was 5960 points; five years later... it's only around 6000 points?
He took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and said in an unprecedentedly serious tone, "Long Yu, this matter is of utmost importance. It's not just about points; it's about the lives of all of us!"

His gaze swept across Long Yu and Nissan's faces one by one.

"Nightmare-level missions allow no room for luck. The slightest mistake, even just choosing a teammate who is slightly weaker, could trigger a chain reaction, at least doubling the probability of all of us dying inside!"

"Haha, don't be angry, don't be angry, I was just teasing you."

Long Yu laughed and said, "I won't keep you in suspense any longer. I just asked him. In five years, he has raised his vitality index to 7200 points and successfully merged his energy channels. Don't worry, it's not what you think."

Ning Jing: "?"

(End of this chapter)