I gain ten years' worth of cultivation every day, and even geniuses will only see my doorstep!

The battle at Crimson Flame Peak shook the very foundations of the true lineage.

Qin Yuan crippled Duan Tianlang with three punches and jumped from seventeenth to seventh in four days. In the true lineage, Qin Yuan's name was no longer just a code name for a newcomer, but a terrifying presence.

The days that followed were surprisingly peaceful.

No one dared to provoke the Seventh Peak again, and Elder Li's side also fell silent, as if those attacks and schemes had never existed. The other peaks in the True Disciple area also maintained a subtle sense of distance—neither overly close nor deliberately estranged.

Everyone understood that this was not the end, but rather the calm before the storm.

At the summit of Crimson Flame Peak, Qin Yuan sat cross-legged within the newly reinforced Spirit Gathering Array.

The array patterns were personally inscribed by Elder Xu of the Fifth Peak, increasing the efficiency of activating the spiritual veins by 30% compared to before. The spiritual energy of the entire mountain peak converged towards the main hall like a tide.

Lin Qing'er, Zhou De, Zhao Tiezhu, and the others were cultivating in their respective courtyards halfway up the mountain. The concentration of spiritual energy on Crimson Flame Peak was now more than twenty times that of the outer sect and more than ten times that of the inner sect. With each breath, they could feel their cultivation slowly increasing.

"Is this the cultivation environment for a true disciple...?" Lin Qing'er opened her eyes, feeling the increasingly abundant spiritual power within her body, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

She recalled that three months ago, she had argued with someone on the Third Peak over a bottle of Qi Condensation Pills.

Now, having come to Crimson Flame Peak with Qin Yuan, they receive three times the resources of inner disciples every month, and the cultivation environment is vastly different.

"It's all because of Brother Qin Yuan..." She looked towards the mountain peak, feeling both gratitude and a vague sense of loss.

The gap is widening at a visible rate.

Inside the main hall atop the mountain, a system panel floated in front of Qin Yuan:

[System that Increases Cultivation by Forty Years in a Single Day]

Current level: 3 (0/10000)

[Cultivation Points Storage: 0/200 years]

[Cultivation points not extracted today]

After upgrading to the third-level system, the daily cultivation infusion increased from twenty years to forty years, and the storage limit also increased from three days for sixty years to five days for two hundred years.

However, the difficulty of cultivating to the Golden Core stage is far beyond imagination.

From the advanced stage of the Golden Core realm to its peak, it may seem like only one small realm is different, but the actual amount of spiritual energy required is more than the sum of the initial and advanced stages combined.

Qin Yuan received eighty years of cultivation over two days, and with the rich spiritual energy of Crimson Flame Peak, he only managed to reach the advanced peak. He was still one step away from the true peak of the Golden Core stage.

"The gap between the mid-stage and advanced Golden Core realms is indeed immense," Qin Yuan realized. "No wonder a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator is considered a master within the sect, and a Nascent Soul cultivator is even rarer. Talent, comprehension, resources, time... all are indispensable."

But for him, the one thing he has no shortage of is time.

One day equals forty years, so five days equals two hundred years.

With two hundred years of cultivation, let alone reaching the peak of the Golden Core stage, it's not impossible for him to even break through to the Nascent Soul stage.

"Keep accumulating experience."

Qin Yuan closed his eyes and entered a deep cultivation state once again.

The spiritual energy concentration of the top five peaks in the True Lineage sequence is several times higher than that of Crimson Flame Peak.

The fourth peak, "Frost Peak," and the fifth peak, "Mysterious Iron Peak," are adjacent to each other. The peak masters are Han Bing, the fourth-ranked disciple, and Tie Zhan, the fifth-ranked disciple, respectively.

At this moment, inside the main hall of Frost Peak, the two sat facing each other.

Han Bing was a cold-faced young man in white, exuding a faint chill that seemed to freeze the air. Tie Zhan, on the other hand, was a muscular, burly man with skin as hard as iron and a deep, imposing presence.

"Qin Yuan..." Han Bing tapped her fingers lightly on the ice jade tabletop, "He's in seventh place."

Tie Zhan said in a deep voice, "Four days, from the seventeenth to the seventh. Such speed is unheard of."

"What's even more terrifying is his combat strength." A hint of solemnity flashed in Han Bing's eyes. "You and I both know Duan Tianlang's strength. He's at the peak of the advanced Golden Core stage, has cultivated the Blood Wolf Battle Technique for many years, and has rich practical experience. And what was the result? Three punches, and his cultivation was completely destroyed."

Tie Zhan paused for a moment, then asked, "Do you think he might... challenge us?"

Even he himself found the question somewhat absurd when he asked it.

A month ago, Qin Yuan was just an outer disciple. A month later, he has already risen to the top five in terms of threat.

But Han Bing didn't laugh; instead, he nodded: "Very likely. There are only five spots in the Hundred Sects Competition. If he wants to secure one, he has to be in the top five."

"But he's only seventh right now." Tie Zhan frowned. "There's still Ye Qingshuang in sixth place and Su Lie in eighth place between us. If he wants to challenge us, he has to get past them first."

"Ye Qingshuang and Su Lie?" Han Bing sneered. "Do you think you can stop him?"

Tie Zhan fell silent.

Ye Qingshuang is the sixth-ranked disciple, from the First Peak, with a high-level Golden Core cultivation, and is skilled in ice-based magic. Su Lie is the eighth-ranked disciple, from the Second Peak, with a high-level Golden Core cultivation, and possesses considerable swordsmanship.

Normally, these two would be among the best of the true disciples. But in front of a monster like Qin Yuan…

"It's a pity Senior Brother Chu isn't here," Tie Zhan suddenly said. "If he were here, Qin Yuan wouldn't have had the chance to be so arrogant."

A hint of awe flashed in Han Bing's eyes: "Senior Brother Chu and Senior Sister Yun, who ranked second, are said to have already touched the threshold of the Nascent Soul stage. This time, they left the sect to seek opportunities in order to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. When they return, no matter how monstrous Qin Yuan is, he can only be ranked third."

"Third place is not bad either," Tie Zhan sighed. "From the outer sect to the third place of the true disciples in one month... such a prodigy is one in a hundred years."

No sooner had the words been spoken than a lazy voice suddenly came from outside the hall:

"Oh? What kind of monster is worth all this discussion?"

The two men's expressions changed, and they suddenly stood up.

The palace doors had opened silently at some point, and a figure leaned against the door frame.

He was a young man who looked to be in his early twenties, with loose black hair, a pale face, and pure white eyes without pupils, giving off an eerie emptiness.

He wore a simple black robe, was barefoot, and had two strings of bells tied to his ankles, yet he walked silently.

The number one disciple of the true lineage—Chu Wuyue.

"Senior Brother Chu!" Han Bing and Tie Zhan bowed quickly.

Chu Wuyue strolled in leisurely, her white pupils sweeping over the two of them, a half-smile playing on her lips: "I just got back and heard that a remarkable figure has emerged in our True Disciple lineage. What's his name again? Qin Yuan?"

"Yes," Han Bing replied respectfully. "Qin Yuan, from the Fifth Peak, was an outer disciple a month ago, but is now the seventh-ranked true disciple."

"A month?" Chu Wuyue raised an eyebrow. "That's interesting."

He walked up to Han Bing, the two no more than three inches apart, his white pupils fixed intently into Han Bing's eyes: "What, you think he's better than me?"

Han Bing froze, cold sweat instantly soaking her back: "I wouldn't dare! Senior Brother Chu is the number one young talent in our Xuan Yuan Sect. No matter how monstrous Qin Yuan is, he could never compare to Senior Brother!"

"Really?" Chu Wuyue tilted her head, then suddenly grinned, revealing her gleaming white teeth. "Then how about... you challenge me?"

Han Bing's face turned deathly pale, and she took three steps back, saying, "I wouldn't dare! Junior Brother would never have such an intention!"

Tie Zhan quickly replied, "Senior Brother Chu is joking! How could we dare challenge you, Senior Brother?"

Chu Wuyue stared at the two of them for a while, then suddenly felt bored and waved her hand, "Alright, I'll stop teasing you. Tell me about Qin Yuan, is there anything else interesting?"

Tie Zhan hurriedly said, "Qin Yuan went from seventeenth to seventh in just four days. He defeated Duan Tianlang with only three punches. It is said that his cultivation speed is extremely fast, and he may have some special physique or opportunity."

"Defeated Duan Tianlang with three punches..." A hint of interest flashed in Chu Wuyue's white pupils. "Although that madman Duan Tianlang isn't very bright, he's quite strong. To be able to cripple him with three punches, he certainly has some skill."