Elderly Martial Saint: Sixty Times the Cultivation Speed ​​at the Start

The moment the medicine entered his body, only one thought appeared in Yi Yang's mind.

"Such powerful medicinal properties! What kind of fruit is this?!"

The energy emanating from that flame-like fruit instantly filled his entire body. If Yi Yang hadn't also cultivated body-strengthening techniques, he probably wouldn't have been able to withstand the first wave of impact.

Yi Yang's Qi Sea began to churn violently the moment it was impacted.

The internal energy, which was originally as condensed as liquid metal, was stirred up by this external energy and began to become restless.

This caused the veins on Yi Yang's forehead to bulge, and he struggled to circulate his internal energy to digest the medicine and transform its power into his own.

Beads of sweat slid down his temples and dripped onto his knees, leaving dark, damp stains.

Yi Yang didn't have time to think about what the fruit was, and focused all his attention on his body, desperately circulating the "Yi Wood Health Preservation Exercise: Internal Qi Chapter".

The Qi in the dantian surged, the meridians burned, and the five internal organs resonated with it.

But on the panel that only he could see, the numbers, or rather the progress bars, were jumping rapidly.

219200.

220400.

221800.

The rate of each breath was more than ten times faster than when the precious pill was taken.

This scene made Yi Yang grit his teeth and simultaneously activate his Martial Body Tempering and Internal Energy Refining of the Five Internal Organs.

The two auxiliary techniques acted like iron hoops around the meridians, forcefully binding the rampant medicinal power along its proper path.

Yi Yang's bones and muscles made a series of soft creaking sounds, the sound of them bearing the ultimate load.

pain.

I felt pain from my lower abdomen to every part of my body.

……

One hour.

Yi Yang's clothes on his back were soaked with sweat, and salt-like white stains seeped from the gaps in the scales of his black iron armor.

The medicinal power in the Qihai (CV6) was finally partially digested.

This also means that the number on his panel has exceeded 240,000.

There is less than 10,000 short of breaking the 250,000 mark.

However, most of the remaining medicinal effects have not been fully absorbed.

Yi Yang focused all his attention on guiding the medicinal effects.

In such a situation, the blessing of sixty times the destiny is both a help and a death warrant.

While others might need ten days or half a month to digest this fruit, he can extract its full potential within a few hours.

High speed means a powerful impact.

Seeing that Yi Yang could really withstand the effects of the medicine, Yan Wuyuan on the soft couch changed her position, crossing her left leg over her right leg and resting her chin on the back of her folded hands.

Those unfathomable eyes fell on Yi Yang, as if watching a rough blank being washed into jade by flowing water.

interesting.

That's all.

She had originally planned to personally help regulate the effects of the medicine if Yi Yang couldn't handle it, but it seems that this won't be necessary now.

……

The second hour was drawing to a close.

249400.

249700.

249940.

The numbers on the panel are approaching their limit.

The state of Yi Yang's body had reached a peculiar point.

25000.

At the moment of fulfillment, Yi Yang's body underwent a dramatic change.

But this time it's completely different from when I broke through to the second level.

The last time was a collapse—squeezing inward, eliminating the dross and retaining the essence.

This time it's an ascent.

The condensed internal energy at the bottom of the Qi Sea was like a fuse being lit at the moment of its completion.

An incredibly pure column of internal energy rose from the depths of the dantian, surged up the spine, and headed straight for the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head.

The speed was so fast that Yi Yang had no time to react.

Then--

A basin of water, formed from internal energy, poured down from the top of the head, resembling ice water.

No, it's not ice water.

It is timely rain.

Cool, clear energy, carrying a certain indescribable sense of "cleanliness," poured down from above.

The qi flows down the Du meridian to the soles of his feet, then back down the Ren meridian to the sea of ​​qi, cleansing and transforming his body.

This is the origin of the third level of the Inner Qi Realm, "Heavenly Rain Descends from the Top".

When this thought surfaced from the depths of his mind, every pore on Yi Yang's body opened up.

It's not about expelling stale air—that's already done in the second stage—but rather about "accepting" something.

The cool sensation that flowed down from the top of the head circulated throughout the body before returning to the dantian.

Then the Qi Sea changed.

Not only did its volume increase by a third.

Moreover, the internal energy within the Qi Sea has also changed.

Heavier, more concentrated, thicker.

The texture was beyond what could be described as liquid; it was somewhere between liquid and solid, like a mass compressed to its limit… Yi Yang couldn’t find a suitable metaphor.

But he could clearly sense that the density, explosiveness, and endurance of this internal energy were completely different from those of the second level.

The remaining medicinal power of the Flame Body Fruit has not yet been completely exhausted.

After the breakthrough, the newly formed Qi Sea seemed to open a floodgate, absorbing all the remaining medicinal power. The numbers on the panel skipped zero and continued to climb.

60.

3000.

12000.

……

129200.

Until the last bit of medicinal power was completely exhausted.

The number on the panel stopped at 129200 and stopped changing.

……

Three hours passed.

Yi Yang, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, slowly opened his eyes.

A sharp glint flashed in his pupils, which he instinctively suppressed.

The panel in my mind clearly displayed: [Yi Wood Health Cultivation Exercise - Internal Qi Chapter 3 - Heavenly Rain Descending to the Crown (129200/500000)]

The third realm actually has a total of 500,000.

But what he's concerned about now isn't how big the number is, but how much progress that fruit has actually made for him.

Previously, I was just over 30,000 points away from the 250,000 perfect level, but after breaking through, I poured another 129,000 points into the third level.

Therefore, the total progress given by this fruit is at least 150,000.

150,000.

The progress he had painstakingly accumulated over two and a half months, along with the aid of ten precious pills and three precious herbs, was overtaken by a single fruit.

What on earth is this thing that has such an effect?!

"How much is this stuff that woman gave him worth?"

Yi Yang remained silent, but couldn't help but wonder about Yan Wuyuan's intentions in being so generous.

At the same time, a very uneasy premonition arose in his heart. There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world, let alone in Youquan Division.

"good."

A voice came from the soft couch.

Yan Wuyuan straightened up from her languid side-lying position and used her right hand to gather a few stray strands of hair that had fallen onto her side of her neck.

Her movements were casual, but Yi Yang noticed that her gaze held something different from before.

"This fruit is a twenty-year-old Flame Body Fruit, which is used to assist martial artists who have reached the third level of internal energy perfection in breaking through to the True Gang Realm."

Her tone was very calm, as if she were talking about the fruit she eats every day.

"Its medicinal power is astonishing. If an ordinary martial artist at the second level of internal energy were to ingest it, seven out of ten would suffer severed meridians and die instantly."

"Of the remaining three that can hold on, most will need about two weeks to process."

She stood up and walked towards the long sandalwood table, her steps unhurried, but her tone carrying a hint of surprise as she spoke:

"But you only used three hours."

After sitting down behind the desk, she glanced at Yi Yang, as if she saw through everything, and said:

"You are destined to achieve great things later in life, and your reputation is truly well-deserved."

Hearing the other party's confident words, Yi Yang lowered his head, clasped his hands, and remained silent, but inwardly he thought to himself, somewhat speechless:

"A destiny of late bloomers."

"Qi Shujian made the same judgment when it came to Yunlin County before."

"But even now, Yan Wuyuan, a powerful expert in the True Qi Realm, can't see through it."

"Attributing the effects of destiny to this rare fate is actually quite good, as it saves him the trouble of explaining."

It's safer to be misunderstood than to be seen through.

Get up.

Yan Wuyuan put down the old book in her hand, her posture shifting from languid to her usual aloof and cold demeanor, and said in a commanding tone:

"I didn't call you here just to give you a piece of fruit."

Yi Yang stood up, supporting himself on his knees. After dusting off the hem of his clothes, he immediately understood that they were about to get down to business.

Yan Wuyuan took out a sealed leather document from under the table, pushed it with her fingertip, and the document slid down the table to Yi Yang before she said:

"That Flame Body Fruit is my advance payment to you."

"There's something I need you to do next. If you don't have the strength of the third level of internal energy, there will only be one outcome when you get there: death."

Despite the unsettling tone in the other person's words, Yi Yang placed his hand on the cover of the file, not rushing to open it, but instead asked:

"Please give your instructions, sir."

Yan Wuyuan leaned back in her chair, her right index finger tapping unconsciously twice on the table as she spoke:

"In Baiyu County, which is under the jurisdiction of Suining Prefecture, there have been signs of the Nine Evils Cult. According to the news that came back, the leader is a sect leader with the strength of the second level of internal energy."

"The Sky Patrol Division previously sent a patrol director at the second level of internal energy to provide support."

"But he died."

Upon hearing this, Yi Yang opened the file and glanced at the death report and scattered clues inside.

The inspector's manner of death was briefly recorded—"pierced through the heart, died instantly."

The file also included a rough hand-drawn map, marking several suspected strongholds of the Nine Evils in Baiyu County.

As Yi Yang was processing this information, Yan Wuyuan spoke again from across the table.

This time, she lowered her voice by half a beat, clearly taking what she was about to say more seriously.

This change was very subtle, but Yi Yang noticed it.

From the moment he entered the Netherworld Bureau until now, this woman had always spoken in that indifferent, detached tone. This was the first time she had voluntarily lowered her voice.

"The above is the information obtained by the Sky Patrol Division."

"But I have my own channels."

Yi Yang looked up at her, his eyes filled with confusion, but he knew that this must be the reason why he was asked to carry out the mission.

"Behind the nine cults in that county, there is likely a leader hiding."

"The task I'm giving you is to eliminate the Nine Evil Cult members there, and then find out the whereabouts of their leader and report back to me."

As soon as the words were spoken, the air in the hall fell silent for a couple of breaths.

Yi Yang's spine slowly straightened.

Incense Master.

It ranks fifth among the nine heretical sects.

In the Suining Prefecture, the strongest member of the Nine Evil Cult who has publicly appeared in recent years is at the level of a branch leader.

The threshold for becoming a sect leader is the True Qi Realm.

True Qi Realm.

The entire Suining Prefecture has no more than twenty people at that level.

This also reflects the level Yan Wuyuan herself is at.

"However, there is no conclusive evidence at the moment," Yan Wuyuan added, her tone returning to its usual calm.

Yi Yang closed the file and placed it on the table.

He didn't agree directly, but instead spoke honestly:

"My lord, I have just broken through to the third level of Inner Qi, and my foundation is not yet stable. I need to investigate the whereabouts of a True Qi Realm incense master..."

Before she could finish speaking, a very faint smile appeared on Yan Wuyuan's usually aloof face.

That smile lasted only a moment before disappearing, but it certainly existed.

"The only one you need to deal with is the altar master who is at the second level of internal energy."

She spoke in a calm and unhurried voice:

"That sect leader is hiding in Baiyu County for his own purposes, and his whereabouts won't be exposed just because you touched a sect leader. Moreover, no third party knows this information except for me and the Nine Evil Sect members."

"The other party won't show themselves easily."

Yi Yang did not reply immediately.

He's weighing the options.

Yan Wuyuan noticed his hesitation, but didn't urge him. After waiting for two breaths, she uttered her final words.

"After you return, I will promote you to Director of the Patrol."

Upon hearing this, Yi Yang loosened his grip on the dossier, realizing that Yan Wuyuan was just making empty promises.

However, being promoted to the position of Patrol Director means a doubling of monthly salary, expanded resource channels, and a complete upgrade of internal authority.

This means that the range of pills and cultivation techniques he can use has jumped to a whole new level.

He knew very well that this was no longer a matter of "go or not go".

He ate the Flame Body Fruit and heard the secrets.

Saying you won't go at this point wouldn't be refusing the mission.

That was to give Yan Wuyuan a reason to kill and silence her.

"Your subordinate obeys."

Yi Yang clasped his hands in a fist salute.