A Martial Saint in Chaotic Times: Starting with Grinding Proficiency

Chapter 154 Qualitative Change in Combat Power

Zhou Yuan's whispers echoed in the dark dungeon, the sounds striking the broken stone walls.

The next moment, the virtual panel slowly unfolded in front of Zhou Yuan.

[Realm: Blood Transfusion Level 2]

[Cultivation Technique: Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Technique (Mastered)] [Progress: 289/1000]

[Martial Skill: Divine Travel Through the Six Voids (Third Level)] [Progress: 789/3000]

[Martial Arts Skill: Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill (Third Level)] [Progress: 1605/3000]

From the Yi Jin Realm to the second level of the Huan Xue Realm, there are three entire minor realms separating them, namely the Xi Sui Realm, and the insurmountable barrier of the Huan Xue Realm.

For an ordinary martial artist to take these steps, even with exceptional talent, it would take more than a decade of time spent in the medicinal pool and life-or-death battles.

Most of the renowned marrow-washing martial artists in Luochuan County were stuck at this stage until their qi and blood were exhausted, and they could only die with regrets.

But now, in just seven days, everything has changed.

Zhou Yuan raised his hand and gently rubbed his fingertips together.

The dark red glow beneath his skin gradually faded, replaced by a smooth, jade-like texture. But only he knew the terrifying explosive power contained within this body.

This is the result of plundering the life essence of five Blood Exchange Realm experts.

The Crimson Blood Melting Array set up by Shen Xuantong forcibly melted and refined those impure blood energies, turning them into the purest nourishment.

This method of improvement can be described as demonic, yet it is the most efficient.

Zhou Yuan's gaze then fell on the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill.

Normally, according to the cultivation progress, even with the panel's support, it would take at least half a year of hard work to step into the third level.

Now, with the influx of massive amounts of vital energy, this martial art has directly skipped the accumulation period.

Zhou Yuan slowly closed his five fingers.

A series of crisp, crackling sounds, like firecrackers, emanated from between the knuckles. The surrounding air seemed to be squeezed out by this grip, forming a visible, transparent wave of air.

Ten thousand catties.

This is the foundational immense power granted by the third level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill.

If he were to encounter Wu Xingtong again during the martial arts tournament, he wouldn't need any special agility techniques.

As long as the opponent dares to adopt that Dragon Roar Iron Shirt stance, Zhou Yuan is absolutely confident that a simple straight punch will blast the person, skin and all, into a shower of minced meat.

Faced with such absolute power, any defensive techniques seem pale and powerless.

The saying "one force can overcome ten techniques" is never an exaggeration.

Zhou Yuan then turned his attention to another place.

His spirit roamed the six realms.

This secret movement technique, which I learned from Shen Xuantong, has now reached its third level.

He closed his eyes, and his breathing rate instantly dropped to an extremely low level.

With the prison as the center, everything around him began to take on a clear outline in his mind.

The beetles crawling in the cracks of the wall, the heartbeat of the patrolling soldiers a hundred feet away, and even the subtle rustling sound of withered leaves falling to the ground in the backyard of the county government office.

One thousand feet.

This is the limit of his current perception.

A martial artist at the second level of Blood Transformation typically has a perception range of around 500 zhang, but with the enhancement of Divine Travel through the Six Voids, this distance is increased by a factor of 100.

Times.

In a life-or-death struggle, being the first to detect the enemy's location means gaining absolute initiative.

Finally, there is the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Technique, which forms the foundation of this skill.

With a slight thought, Zhou Yuan's internal energy surged forth like boiling magma.

hum!

A crystal-clear, blood-red barrier instantly covered his entire body.

Blood Qi.

This is the signature defensive technique of a martial artist in the Blood Exchange Realm.

Zhou Yuan stretched out his hand and measured the thickness of the blood aura.

Five feet.

The image of the woman in purple appeared in his mind.

The opponent, a master at the third level of Blood Exchange, could only condense a little over three feet of blood energy at that time.

This means that in terms of the strength and refinement of his Qi and blood, he has completely surpassed the ordinary third level of blood exchange.

This is the generational suppression brought about by top-tier cultivation techniques.

Zhou Yuan's gaze swept across the bottom of the panel, and he noticed some subtle changes.

The martial arts techniques that originally occupied a significant portion of the main interface, such as the Six Harmonies Stance Technique, Snow Treading Without a Trace, and Mountain Shaking Fist, have now disappeared from the main interface.

These martial arts techniques have not been forgotten; they have simply been incorporated into higher-level power systems as one's cultivation level has increased.

It's like having already learned complex arithmetic; you no longer need to deliberately memorize those basic formulas.

Zhou Yuan turned his head and looked at the rack.

Those five once invincible Blood Exchange Realm experts have now been completely reduced to five skeletons wrapped in human skin.

Their vitality and life force have all been transferred to Zhou Yuan.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

Zhou Yuan raised his hand and waved it, and a burst of scorching blood and qi burst forth from his body, transforming into an invisible force.

The five corpses disintegrated instantly under the force of the crushing blow, turning into a pile of grayish-white dust.

"I accept the consequences of your actions."

Zhou Yuan muttered something to himself, then turned and walked towards the prison exit.

The Divine Journey to the Six Realms is activated.

His figure appeared and disappeared in the dimly lit passageway, stirring up a slight cool breeze.

At the prison gate, two guards leaned against a stone pillar, their heads nodding off.

Unbeknownst to them, a dark shadow had already swept past them.

When they suddenly woke up and turned around, all they saw was Zhou Yuan's straight back.

The two pawns were so frightened that their sleepiness instantly turned into a cold sweat.

"Greetings, Lord Jingye Envoy!"

The two hurriedly knelt down, their foreheads slamming heavily against the bluestone slab, not daring to lift their heads.

Zhou Yuan did not linger, but simply responded with a faint sound, and continued walking towards the main hall of the county government office.

The atmosphere in the lobby was tense and somber.

Chief Inspector Xie Hongwu, Patrol Battalion Commander Xue Wantong, and a group of captains and inspectors had been waiting for a long time.

As Zhou Yuan strode in, everyone stood up in unison.

"This humble servant greets the Envoy of Jingye!"

The unified shouts echoed throughout the lobby.

Zhou Yuan walked to the main seat and sat down, his gaze sweeping over everyone's faces.

He keenly spotted two figures in the crowd.

Xue Renjie and Xue Min.

The brother and sister have now broken through to the Marrow Cleansing Realm, and are considered top-tier experts in Luochuan.

However, when they met Zhou Yuan's gaze, they instinctively looked away.

Xue Min gripped the short knife at her waist tightly, her palms covered in a fine layer of sweat.

Before the martial arts competition, she was able to spar with Zhou Yuan on the arena and even dared to launch an attack.

But now, the person sitting at the head of the table is like an unfathomable mountain, pressing down on her so much that she can hardly breathe.

"Where is Commander Shen?"

Zhou Yuan spoke, his voice echoing steadily throughout the hall.

Xue Wantong stepped forward, bowed, and clasped his hands in greeting.

"Reporting to Your Excellency, Commander Shen and Lord Dong arrived at Xuanhuang Pass three days ago to provide support."

"The county magistrate also accompanied him. Before leaving, the commander instructed that from this day forward, all military and political affairs in Luochuan City would be under the sole responsibility of Lord Zhou."

After saying this, Xue Wantong presented a completely black token with both hands.

That was a token of authority to exercise leadership.

Zhou Yuan took the token and traced its cold lines with his fingertips.

Shen Xuantong left in such a hurry, it seems the situation at Xuanhuang Pass has deteriorated to an extreme point.

Even those at the Dragon Transformation Realm had to personally intervene; the Yan King's army's strength was probably deeper than imagined.

"I see."

Zhou Yuan put away the token and looked at the crowd below.

"With the Prince of Yan's army at our side, Luochuan is temporarily at peace, but the crisis is not over."

"Everyone, perform your duties and guard against spies within the city. If any unusual activity is detected, kill them without hesitation."

He didn't offer any complicated defensive solutions.

Because in this world where great power belongs to oneself, as long as Zhou Yuan is still standing here, Luochuan City will not be lost.

This is an absolute confidence based on strength.

The group accepted the order and left, their footsteps sounding somewhat hurried.

Before Xue Min walked out the door, she couldn't help but look back at the figure sitting in the shadows one last time.

She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she silently followed her brother.

The Zhou Yuan of today is no longer the colleague who could fight alongside him.

He is the master of Luochuan City.

The lobby returned to silence.

Zhou Yuan stood up and looked at the rain outside the door.

"My sister's leg ailment can't be delayed any longer."

If I have any weakness now, it's my older sister.

The acupuncture technique on that ancient prescription requires a highly skilled physician to perform it flawlessly. Speaking of physicians, the first person Zhou Yuan thought of was Zhu Mengran.

With that thought in mind, Zhou Yuan strode out of the lobby.

Just as I reached the screen wall of the county government office, a clear, cool voice, tinged with a hint of surprise, came from the side.

"Brother Zhou, you've finally emerged from seclusion."

Zhou Yuan stopped and turned to look.

A woman dressed in a light blue dress was standing under the corridor, holding an oil-paper umbrella in her hand.

Liu Rong.

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