Gao Wu: I became a saint through daily settlements

After saying goodbye to Zhao Hengshan, Lin Yue returned to the private training room that the Martial Hall had previously assigned to him.

Although the training rooms assigned by the Martial Hall were not marked with their grade, Lin Yue could roughly sense that the training room he had was probably comparable to a Grade B training room.

"My current body can only withstand three times the force of gravity," Lin Yue pondered.

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, he moved his palm and took out several round and plump first-tier star beast inner cores.

In martial arts training, the physique is the foundation, and the muscles and bones are the basis.

The normal gravity of Earth is merely the starting point for cultivation.

The gravitational environment of countless alien star systems is often five or ten times stronger, with a pressure far exceeding that of Earth.

"A physical foundation subjected to three times the gravity is utterly insignificant in extraterrestrial environments."

Without further hesitation, Lin Yue picked up a star beast's inner core and swallowed it directly.

The pill entered his throat and dissolved instantly, a scalding hot energy sweeping through his limbs and bones, its warm and domineering force permeating his meridians.

"Strengthen your bones!"

With a low shout, a semi-transparent virtual panel suddenly appeared in front of Lin Yue's eyes, with light and shadow flowing, outlining a complete human skeleton.

[Current remaining amount of innate martial bones: 23]

Please select the tempering area.

Lin Yue's gaze locked onto the floating skeletal projection without the slightest hesitation:

"Refine the remaining 12 ribs."

Having already tempered 12 ribs in the South Seas Secret Realm, if Lin Yue tempers another 12 ribs, all of his ribs will reach the first tier.

As soon as he finished speaking, the skeletal projection on the panel suddenly lit up.

At the same time, golden light emanated from the positions of the twelve ribs, and a warm current of energy rose from the dantian and flowed slowly along the meridians into the chest cavity.

At the same time, the first-tier star beast inner core that Lin Yue had swallowed began to release pure energy.

This energy, guided by the tempering mechanism of the innate martial bones, gradually seeps into the depths of the bones.

"hiss--"

Lin Yue gasped.

The pain of rib reshaping is far more intense than that of limbs and spine.

The feeling was like countless fine needles piercing out from inside the bone marrow, or like a raging fire burning in the chest cavity.

In an instant, fine beads of cold sweat covered Lin Yue's forehead, soaked through his clothes, and clung tightly to his skin.

But Lin Yue gritted his teeth and endured it, remaining motionless.

The biggest taboo in tempering innate martial bones is interruption. Once interrupted, the energy that has already penetrated into the bones will dissipate, all previous efforts will be wasted, and you will have to start all over again.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

The agonizing time slowly passed, and the tempering progress bar on the panel steadily climbed.

The progress bar on the panel climbed up little by little:

5%...12%...23%...37%...

With each percentage point increase, Lin Yue could clearly feel his ribs becoming denser and stronger in some wondrous way.

The feeling was like ordinary bones being forged into high-quality steel.

When the progress bar reaches 58%, the energy of the first Star Beast Inner Core is completely exhausted.

Without hesitation, Lin Yue took out the second one and swallowed it.

Another wave of new energy is flowing in.

The refining process continues.

The progress bar continues to climb:

64%...71%...79%...85%...

[Refining complete!]

Lin Yue exhaled a long breath, and the burning sensation in his chest slowly subsided, replaced by an unprecedented lightness and comfort.

He moved his body and found that his breathing had become deeper and stronger, and with each inhale he could feel his chest expanding much more than before.

"My cardiopulmonary function should have improved as well," Lin Yue thought to himself.

The side effect of rib tempering is the protection and support for the cardiopulmonary region. The stronger the ribs, the greater the pressure the cardiopulmonary system can withstand, and the greater the endurance under extreme conditions.

Lin Yue glanced at the time.

It took less than twenty minutes to temper these twelve ribs.

"Faster than expected." He stood up and clenched his fist.

The current life energy level has been increased from 15.6 to 15.7.

"While the Star Beast's inner core hasn't completely lost its effectiveness, let's hone the Body Tempering Technique a few more times!" Lin Yue said firmly.

"Hoo." Lin Yue adjusted his breathing and began practicing the body tempering method.

Body tempering is the core of ancient martial arts. Ancient martial artists who are good at body tempering will naturally be quite strong.

"The Bear Sutra..."

"Bird Shen..."

About an hour later, Lin Yue finished practicing the Body Tempering Technique.

Just then, Lin Yue's bracelet buzzed.

"It's a message from Tang Jingyue."

Lin Yue clicked on it.

"Brother Lin Yue, there's been a problem with the Bone-Splitting Grass; it might not be so easy to get it now."

Lin Yue raised an eyebrow and immediately replied:

"Why? Even Palace Master Tang can't access a first-tier martial arts treasure?"

"The stock of bone-cracking grass in Handong Province is also not much. Besides my father needing to use bone-cracking grass, other branch halls are also using it."

"In order to ensure fairness, the Palace Master of Handong Province has set a rule that all young martial artists who need the Bone-Splitting Grass should compete to determine their strength, and the stronger ones will have priority in obtaining it."

"Therefore, you may need to make a trip to Handong Province in person to obtain this Bone-Splitting Grass, Brother Lin Yue."

"A friendly spar?" Lin Yue frowned slightly.

He wasn't afraid of sparring, but he never expected that a bone-cracking grass could cause such a commotion.

"That's right." Tang Jingyue's message came quickly.

"We're not the only ones stockpiling bone-cracking grass in Handong Province; the branch in Jiangbei Province is also sourcing it."

"Since we want both, the Palace Master of Handong Province couldn't show favoritism, so he simply suggested that the young martial artists who need the Bone-Splitting Grass compete for it themselves."

"A young martial artist? What are the specific requirements?" Lin Yue asked.

"Age not exceeding twenty-five years, and below the late stage of the Martial Artist realm," Tang Jingyue replied.

"To put it simply, it's about giving the seeded players from each branch a fair chance to compete. The Handong Province will offer five Bone-Splitting Grasses as a prize, which will be awarded to the top three."

After reading the message, Lin Yue pondered for a moment.

Five pieces of *Schizothorax schizophrenia*, the top three all have a share.

The conditions were more lenient than he had expected; at least it wasn't a brutal winner-takes-all format.

"When?" Lin Yue asked.

"Three days from now, at the Martial Arts Hall headquarters in Handong Province. If you want to go, I'll have my dad arrange it for you," Tang Jingyue replied quickly.

"However, I must warn you that Jiangbei Province is reportedly sending a formidable figure there. Apparently, he's a promising talent that their branch is focusing on cultivating. He's already at the late stage of the Martial Realm, and his swordsmanship has reached the threshold of the second tier."

Late stage of Martial Artist Realm, beginner level of second-tier sword techniques.

Lin Yue quickly assessed the difference in combat strength between the two sides in his mind.

His current life energy level is 15.7, which is still some distance from the late stage of the Martial Artist realm. However, in terms of swordsmanship, he has officially entered the second tier and has comprehended the true meaning of the Mo Dao (陌刀).

"The difference isn't too big," Lin Yue concluded in his mind.

"Please reply to Lord Tang for me, I'll go to Handong Province this time," Lin Yue replied.

"I knew you wouldn't back down!" Tang Jingyue sent a laughing emoji.

"My father told you to focus on preparing for the battle, and he will personally take you to the headquarters in Handong in two days."

Lin Yue's heart stirred slightly after reading the message.

Tang Long personally took him there?

This treatment is truly beyond my expectations.

"Okay, I understand." Lin Yue replied and then exited the chat interface.

"I can use this sparring session to hone my second-tier swordsmanship," Lin Yue thought to himself.

……

in the afternoon.

After finishing his sword practice, Lin Yue left the Starry Sky Martial Hall.

Regarding the smelting of extraterrestrial meteorite iron, Lin Yue thought of an excellent person.

Lin Yue opened the bracelet and found the chat window with Chen Fang.

"Can your Mechanical Engineering Department smelt weapons?"

As soon as the message was sent, Chen Fang replied instantly:

"What, do you need to forge weapons?"

After Chen Fang and Gao Fei completed the research and development of the battle armor, Chen Fang began to explore some emerging research on his own. He wasn't exactly busy, but he wasn't idle either.

Regarding weapon forging, Chen Fang has actually learned a lot from Gao Fei during this time. Although his interest is in mechanical repair, once he came to Gao Fei's research institute, he no longer had a say in what to do.

"Hmm," Lin Yue replied, then uploaded a real photo of extraterrestrial meteorite.

"Can you smelt and forge this material?"

On the other end of the screen, Chen Fang froze the moment he saw the photo, then was filled with shock:

"Extraterrestrial meteorite iron?! Where did you get this rare material?"

"I found it."

"Okay, I believe you!"

It's not impossible to find extraterrestrial meteorites, since meteors and meteorites usually carry some extraterrestrial meteorites.

"What, can't this extraterrestrial meteorite be smelted?" Lin Yue asked hesitantly.

"It works! And it's top-grade weapon-forging material!" Chen Fang's interest was instantly piqued.

For those working in the mechanical forging industry, the rarer and more unique the material, the more valuable it is to study.

"But you have to tell me what you're going to do with this meteorite iron, right?"

Upon seeing this, Lin Yue replied:

"Would 8.8 kg of extraterrestrial meteorite iron be enough to forge a long-handled broadsword?"

"8.8kg..." Chen Fang stared at the number and fell into deep thought, calculating in his mind.

"That's just right. After all, meteorite iron can't be smelted directly. It needs to be combined with other materials and fired into an alloy for better results."

As Chen Fang spoke, he listed a long list of materials.

Lin Yue frowned slightly as he looked at the long list of materials.

"So many?"

The list contained seven or eight auxiliary materials, some of which he had heard of, such as refined copper and black iron sand.

Some were completely unfamiliar, such as "mica crystal" and "cold spring stone powder," which were clearly not things that could be bought casually on the market.

"This is just the basic configuration." Chen Fang's message quickly followed.

"If you want to forge a truly handy and good knife, you can't do without any of these accessories."

"Although extraterrestrial meteorite iron is of extremely high quality, it is not tough enough when used alone and is prone to developing hidden cracks in violent collisions."

"After these materials are added and smelted into an alloy, the hardness, toughness, and weight control can all achieve the optimal ratio."

"Where can we get these materials?"

"The Martial Hall's supply depot should have them, but they're not cheap."

"Is 50 enough?" Lin Yue asked tentatively.

"You've struck it rich and you're so extravagant? I can give you 45 for a game."

"OK."

"Then I'll send this thing to you."

After sending the extraterrestrial meteorite, Lin Yue transferred another 50 yuan to Chen Fang's account.

"Although Chen Fang said it would only cost 450,000, 50,000 more or less is not much, and 50,000 less is not little either."

45 is probably the price Chen Fang gave him as a brother; the extra amount is considered his processing fee.

After resolving the meteorite issue, Lin Yue threw herself into even more intense training.

……

For the next two days, Lin Yue got up at five o'clock every morning, first practicing the body tempering method, and then repeatedly honing his swordsmanship.

Starry Sky Martial Hall, Grade A Training Room.

Under the pressure of three times the gravity, Lin Yue practiced the last ten moves of the advanced twelve moves again and again.

With each strike, he could clearly feel the "momentum" brought by the true essence of the Mo Dao.

This kind of power is very mysterious; it is not simply about strength or speed, but rather an understanding and control of the knife.

"Advanced Twelve Forms, Third Form - 'Dark Surge'."

Lin Yue held his breath and slowly raised the longsword in his hand.

The core of this technique lies in "concealment".

The blade's power is hidden in the shadows, its killing intent concealed in calm; by the time the enemy notices, the blade is already upon them.

Lin Yue closed his eyes, feeling the slight tremor emanating from the blade.

Under three times the gravity, every minute movement is magnified, and any excess force is clearly perceived.

"wrong."

Lin Yue opened his eyes and shook his head. The intent behind that strike was too obvious.

The essence of "undercurrents" lies in the fact that the surface is calm as water, but there are undercurrents surging inside.

Although he had reduced the power of his strike much, the sharp intent of his blade still leaked out, and it couldn't fool a true master.

The moment the blade was unleashed, a mechanical voice echoed through the training room:

[Strike power: poor]

Let's start over.

Lin Yue took a deep breath, cleared his mind, entered a semi-meditative state, and raised his sword again.

This time, he completely concealed his sharpness, his sword movements were as calm as still water, seemingly ordinary, but within the blade, a tremendous force was quietly accumulating.

The blade moved like still water, calm and undisturbed.

But beneath this calm, the energy within the blade is quietly accumulating, like an underground river surging deep within.

"cut!"

Lin Yue let out a low shout, and the blade suddenly slashed down.

The blade sliced ​​through the air, producing a low, whistling sound. A visible shockwave exploded from the tip of the blade, slamming heavily against the specially made wall of the training room, causing the wall to tremble slightly.

As soon as the blade struck, a mechanical evaluation voice echoed from inside the training room.

[Slashing power: rated as average.]

Upon hearing this, Lin Yue smiled.

"Just as I thought."

Having tasted success, Lin Yue became even more focused on his cultivation.

"Practice again."

Lin Yue did not rest and continued to wield his sword.

Once, twice, three times...

After each take, he would stop and carefully analyze the data recorded by the motion capture equipment, find every minute flaw, and then correct it in the next take.

This almost obsessive method of honing his skills was something he learned from the training philosophies of ancient martial arts practitioners.

Ancient martial arts practitioners emphasize the "10,000-hour rule".

If you repeat any action for 10,000 hours, you can reach a level of mastery.

Although Lin Yue didn't have time to practice for 10,000 hours, he believed that every serious practice session would help him take another step forward on the right path.

Two more hours passed...

[Strike power: Excellent]

"Finally, it's top-notch." A faint smile appeared on Lin Yue's lips.

The superior strength indicates that he has mastered the third move, "Dark Surge," to a great extent.

The next evening, Lin Yue was making final adjustments in the training room when his bracelet suddenly rang.

It was Tang Long calling.

"Lin Yue, get ready. We're leaving early tomorrow morning," Tang Long's voice came from the bracelet. "The sparring session in Handong Province is scheduled for 2 PM tomorrow."

"Understood, Palace Master," Lin Yue replied.

"Oh, right." Tang Long paused for a moment, "Besides the matter of the Bone-Splitting Grass, there's someone else I'd like you to meet during this trip to Handong Province."

"Who is it?" Lin Yue asked curiously.

"Sun Yi, the chief instructor of the Martial Arts Hall of Handong Province."

"He's an expert with a knife; it's said he's reached the pinnacle of sixth-order knife skills," Tang Long said.

"If you perform well enough this time, he might be able to give you some pointers."

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