Martial Universe: Inherit the Future, Quickly Become a Martial Ancestor!

Chapter 113 Qi and Blood Nurture Divine Will, Eight Elements Nirvana Realm!

Three days later, at the bottom of the dark Dan River, a dense golden light quietly lingered, shining brightly in the endless darkness. Within that golden light, a figure sitting cross-legged could be vaguely seen—it was none other than Lan He.

Deep within the riverbed, filled with terrifying pressure, viscous Nirvana Golden Qi, like streams of golden water, slowly swirled around the figure, then continuously poured into his body.

A soft, gurgling sound rose quietly from the bottom of the silent river, as if it were the only sound in the world.

As time went by, Lan He's aura became increasingly terrifying, his blood and qi surging like a tide, and every inch of his skin trembled slightly.

He wasn't simply absorbing Nirvana Golden Qi to improve his cultivation.

He used the terrifying pressure at the bottom of the Dan River, which would have made it difficult for ordinary Nirvana Realm cultivators to take a single step, to temper his physique. Every bit of pressure was like an invisible hand, squeezing his flesh, bones, and meridians from all directions, forcing his body to react under the pressure.

This is the opportunity to break through the Seven-Ren Body.

The Nine-Ren Undying Body is forged through several stages. The first six stages temper the muscles, bones, internal organs, and meridians, while the seventh and eighth stages temper the vital energy and blood. Only with sufficiently strong vital energy and blood can one sustain the subsequent cultivation of the Undying Body. As for the ninth stage, it is the initial forging of the Undying Body, a true transformation.

Lan He focused his mind on his body, sensing every change.

As the golden energy of Nirvana seeped into his body, he could clearly feel his flesh being gradually strengthened from the inside out. From bone marrow to flesh, from meridians to skin, every part was undergoing a profound transformation, and even deep within his flesh, new power was quietly growing.

As the physical body strengthens, the Yuan energy flowing through the meridians becomes increasingly powerful. That Yuan energy is like a rushing river, roaring past, and waves of exceptionally strong power spread to every part of the body.

In just three days.

Lan He could clearly feel that the increased Yuan Power within his body was equivalent to ten times that of his usual cultivation!

This is the terrifying aspect of the Dan River's initiation ceremony.

"In two more days, I should be able to reach the peak of the Seventh Nirvana Realm and then attempt to break through to the Eighth Nirvana Realm."

Lan He silently made his plans.

However, at that moment, he suddenly sensed an unusual fluctuation within his body.

That's a change in Qi and blood.

The Seventh Ren of the Nine-Ren Indestructible Body was quietly forged at this moment!

A surge of powerful blood energy erupted from the depths of his body, like a long-dormant volcano finally erupting. The power of that blood energy was astonishingly profound, and as it circulated within his body, it subtly carried a sharp edge, as if every drop of blood contained a sword about to be drawn.

That was the sword intent he had accumulated over many years of sword practice, which had now been fully integrated into his blood and qi.

Lan He slightly opened his eyes, a glint of shrewdness flashing in them.

He raised his hand and gently clenched his fist. A wisp of qi and blood quietly emerged in his palm, the qi and blood appearing as a faint golden color, condensed and not dissipating.

Upon closer inspection, countless tiny sword beams flowed and flickered within the golden blood energy, each flash carrying a sharp intent capable of tearing everything apart.

This is the extraordinary nature of the Seven-Ren Body: Qi and Blood nurture the spirit and will.

For cultivators at the Seventh Nirvana Realm and above, their Yuan Power has begun to transform into Yuan Shen Qi. Yuan Shen Qi contains their own will, and ordinary methods are simply insufficient to erase that will when trying to kill a powerhouse of this level.

But now, his blood and qi also contain his own sword intent.

What does this mean?

This means that when he fights against experts at the Seventh Nirvana Realm or above in the future, he will be able to wear down their primordial spirit with just his blood and qi!

This punch not only shattered the opponent's physical body, but also the will attached to the primordial spirit!

This is the true terror of the Seven-Ren Body.

Lan He smiled slightly, closed his eyes again, and continued to immerse himself in cultivation.

Two days later, at the bottom of the Dan River, the seated figure suddenly trembled slightly.

A wave of energy far more violent than before surged forth from the depths of his body. Dark black flames appeared without warning, spreading wildly along his meridians. The Nirvana Demon Flame and the Eightfold Nirvana Tribulation arrived as scheduled!

However, the black flames that were enough to annihilate ordinary Nirvana Realm cultivators were quickly melted and disintegrated when they touched the golden blood containing sword intent within Lan He's body, just like ice and snow meeting fire.

One, two, three —

In just a short while, the rampant Nirvana Demon Flame was completely extinguished by the power of blood and qi, turning into the purest energy to nourish the body.

Lan He slowly opened his eyes, a flash of golden light disappearing in his gaze.

The Eightfold Nirvana Realm is achieved.

He looked around; the once dense, thick golden light had now dwindled to a thin layer, so thin it could almost be seen at a glance.

I've been waiting anxiously.

Lan He smiled slightly, opened his mouth and took a deep breath!

The remaining Nirvana golden energy seemed to be drawn in, transforming into a stream of golden water that flowed entirely into his mouth.

"belch----"

A satisfied burp echoed gently across the silent riverbed.

Lan He stood up, stretched his limbs, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

In just five days.

His physical body broke through the Seven Ren realm, and his Yuan power broke through the Eight Yuan Nirvana realm.

That can be considered a successful completion of one's mission.

It's time to go out.

At this moment, outside...

Five days of waiting were but a blink of an eye for the Nirvana Realm disciples. The atmosphere on the banks of the Dan River had long since shifted from initial tension and anticipation to a relaxed and casual one.

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Some disciples sat cross-legged, cultivating by drawing upon the aura emanating from the Dan River; others sparred in groups of three or five on the open ground, their sword flashes drawing cheers; and a few bolder ones even sat together drinking and chatting, clinking glasses and enjoying themselves immensely.

"Come on, let's have a drink! Anyway, Senior Brother Lanhe will definitely be out in a few more days."

"Exactly. Even Senior Sister Xiaoxiao lasted eight days back then, so Senior Brother Lanhe would need at least ten days to half a month, right?"

"Of course! Senior Brother Lanhe is the young sect leader; he can't possibly be inferior to Senior Sister!"

The group chatted and laughed, not taking Lan He's safety to heart at all. After all, although the Danhe Initiation was incredibly stressful, with the two Palace Masters, Qi Lei and Wei Sen, overseeing things, nothing bad was bound to go wrong.

Ying Huanhuan squatted by the river, idly throwing pebbles into the water. She wasn't too worried; Lan He could comprehend even the Four Classics, so how could Dan He possibly stump him?

However, the five days were incredibly boring, and the Hundred Dynasties War was still ongoing. There were no new disciples she needed to guide, so she had nothing to do for the time being.

"Sister, how much longer do you think he'll be able to go?" Ying Huanhuan asked without turning her head, skipping a string of pebbles across the water.

Ying Xiaoxiao stood to the side, gazing calmly at the Dan River, and said lightly, "It should be soon. I can sense that the Nirvana Golden Qi fluctuations at the bottom of the Dan River are getting weaker and weaker, and there's not much left."

The voice just fell.

boom!

The surface of the Dan River suddenly exploded, towering waves surged into the sky, and golden water splashed everywhere like rain. A figure in white robes burst out from the depths, bringing with him a shower of golden light, and landed steadily on the shore!

It's Blue River!

In an instant, the entire place fell silent, everyone staring in disbelief at the figure that had suddenly appeared.

What shocked them even more was that the aura emanating from the white-clad figure was several times stronger than it had been five days ago—a Nirvana Realm expert at the Eighth Element!

"Five...five days? It broke through to eight yuan in just five days?"

"How is this possible? Didn't Senior Sister Xiaoxiao take eight days to get out back then? Senior Brother Lanhe only took five days?"

"They absorbed all the Nirvana Golden Qi at the bottom of the Dan River so quickly?"

"This is outrageous! That's the accumulated golden energy of Nirvana over so many years!"

Whispers rose and fell, disbelief written all over the faces of the crowd. But among them, many female disciples stared intently at the white-clad figure, their cheeks slightly flushed, lost in thought.

Ying Xiaoxiao's expression hardened slightly, a complex look flashing in her eyes. She had used eight days back then because eight days was her limit. But this person before her was probably Danhe's limit; he could only withstand her for five days.

If the Dan River were deeper and there were more Nirvana Golden Qi, how long could he stay down there?

She dared not think.

Ying Huanhuan threw away the pebbles in her hand, stood up, dusted off her skirt, looked at Lan He, and frowned, saying, "Why did you come out so quickly? Shouldn't you have cultivated a little longer down there?"

Lan He stood with his hands behind his back, his white robes fluttering gently in the breeze. Hearing this, he raised an eyebrow slightly and gave her a half-smile: "Fast? I think it's just right."

Not far away, Qi Lei and Wei Sen exchanged a glance, and then simultaneously burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Good lad! You absorbed all the Nirvana Golden Qi at the bottom of the Dan River in just five days. You truly deserve to be the young sect leader of our Dao Sect!"

Wei Sen's laughter was thunderous, making the air buzz. His gaze toward Lan He was full of admiration and praise, his tiger-like eyes almost shining.

Qi Lei stroked his beard, smiled, and nodded, his eyes full of satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad. Eighth-level Nirvana Realm, solid foundation, calm and focused aura—this Danhe Initiation trip was worthwhile."

Lan He cupped his hands slightly, his expression humble: "You two senior uncles are too kind. It was merely due to the opportunity presented by Dan He."

Qi Lei waved his hand and said with a smile, "Hey, you can't say that. The Danhe Initiation happens every year, but how many people have actually broken through to the Eighth Yuan Nirvana Realm in all these years? That's your own ability."

He paused, then suddenly remembered something, and took out a Qiankun bag from his sleeve and handed it over: "Oh, right, there's one more thing. The batch of refining materials you requested before has been approved."

Lan He was slightly taken aback, then took the Qiankun bag. He probed it with his spiritual power and his eyes lit up slightly.

The bag was neatly filled with various rare materials, including warm jade essence to nourish the sword body, celestial star sand to enhance spirituality, black iron refined gold to strengthen the sharpness, and dozens of different types of auxiliary materials.

They are all in excellent condition and there are enough of them. They should be more than enough to repair the nineteen Heavenly Rank spiritual treasures he obtained from the ruins.

Seeing his expression, Qi Lei smiled and explained, "The Heavenly Palace has a dedicated weapon-refining room and furnace, which are open to direct disciples free of charge. You can go anytime you want."

He stroked his beard and continued, "There aren't many people in the Dao Sect who specialize in weapon crafting, but the sect has always strongly supported and nurtured any disciple who is willing to learn. Since you have this inclination, just go for it. If you need more materials, come and ask."

Lan He raised his head, a hint of gratitude flashing in his eyes: "Thank you, Martial Uncle."

He put the Qiankun bag into his pocket, but his mind was already making plans.

Although he now possesses two Pure Yuan Treasures, the Mo Yuan Sword and the Tian Gang Sword, the Mo Yuan Sword will eventually be returned to the Sword Sect, and the Tian Gang Sword, though excellent, is merely a low-grade Pure Yuan Treasure.

The only things that truly belong to him and that he can use at will are the nineteen Heavenly Rank spiritual treasures, plus the Azure Scale Sword that has been with him for many years.

If it can be completely repaired, reforged, and even further upgraded in rank —

Lan He felt a faint sense of anticipation.

The power of the Immortal Sword Technique, a spiritual martial art, will likely be vastly different by then. Even if it were to directly clash with the Heavenly Martial Arts, it would probably be comparable.

"Do you also know how to forge weapons?"

Just then, a clear, crisp sound reached Lanhe's ears.

He turned his head and saw that Ying Huanhuan had come over at some point, her big eyes full of curiosity.

"That's true. When you fought with that guy Qingye before, you seemed to have shown the cultivation of a Seven-Seal Heavenly Talisman Master. It's not surprising that you can refine weapons—" Ying Huanhuan muttered to herself, as if trying to convince herself.

Ying Xiaoxiao frowned slightly, stepped forward and said softly, "Huanhuan, don't be rude. Senior Brother Lanhe's status is very different now, you should call him Senior Brother."

Ying Huanhuan pouted, looking at Lan He somewhat reluctantly, and muttered softly, "Senior Brother Lan He—"

Seeing this, Lan He smiled slightly and waved his hand, "No need for such formalities. Let's just call each other by our own names, Senior Sister Xiaoxiao."

He looked at Ying Huanhuan, a smile in his eyes: "Junior Sister Huanhuan."

Upon hearing this, Ying Huanhuan immediately puffed out her cheeks, widened her eyes, and glared at him angrily.

She had joined the sect earlier than him, so why was he still calling her "Junior Sister"? She opened her mouth to refute, but when the words reached her lips, she found that she couldn't find a reason at all.

In terms of status, Lan He is the young sect leader, far superior to her; in terms of cultivation, he is at the eighth level of Nirvana, higher than her current cultivation; in terms of battle record, he has even defeated her own sister, so what right does she have to complain?

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got, but there was nothing I could do.

She could only glare at Lan He resentfully and mutter under her breath, "Hmph, go ahead and call me that—you won't be able to keep it up for long anyway. Once I've cultivated enough, let's see if you'll still call me 'Junior Sister' then—"

These words were spoken very lightly, but unfortunately, everyone present understood them perfectly well.

Lan He smiled slightly, but didn't expose it. He simply stood with his hands behind his back, smiling without saying a word.

Ying Xiaoxiao smiled helplessly, shook her head, and didn't say anything more. Although her younger sister had been spoiled by the elders of the sect since childhood, she could still distinguish right from wrong when it came to matters of principle.

It's just a childish temper; after a while, she'll naturally come to terms with reality.

"Senior Brother Lanhe, now that you are the leader of all the disciples, you still need to be more diligent every day—" Ying Xiaoxiao said earnestly.

Upon hearing this, Lan He frowned slightly and interrupted her, saying, "Senior Sister Xiaoxiao, you should just call me Junior Brother. The word 'Senior Brother' sounds really awkward to me."

Ying Xiaoxiao was slightly taken aback, then smiled helplessly. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but saw that Lan He's expression was calm and his gaze was clear, clearly indicating that he was really not used to this form of address.

"Very well, since you insist on this—" she sighed softly, "then I'll still call you junior brother."

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Lan He then relaxed his brows, smiled, and nodded: "That's more like it."

Watching this scene, Ying Huanhuan couldn't help but mutter under her breath, "How strange, other people want to be senior brothers but can't even get the chance—"

She paused, then suddenly remembered something, and muttered even more resentfully, "They won't let my sister call me 'Senior Brother,' but they insist that I call her 'Senior Brother.' Isn't that bullying me?!"

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