Achieving physical sainthood begins with the Iron Shirt technique!

Lu Chen's large right palm suddenly slammed inward.

The ultimate furnace operates to its limit within the body, causing the qi and blood to boil completely.

The mid-grade flying sword embedded in Lu Chen's chest was trembling violently. The dark red true essence light attached to the blade pulsed wildly, trying to slice through Lu Chen's palm.

The raging blood and qi flowed directly from the tendons in his arm to his ten fingers.

An extremely piercing metallic scraping sound exploded in the dark woods.

The viscous red light on the surface of the flying sword burst out with a loud bang under the absolute pressure of the physical body.

"Bang!"

That ball of true essence light was forcibly extinguished.

The flying sword, having lost the support of true essence, quickly softened under the terrifying heat of Lu Chen's palm, turning into a piece of red-hot scrap iron.

Lu Chen suddenly exerted force downwards with his wrist.

A series of crisp metallic twisting sounds rang out.

This mid-grade magic weapon, which the captain had acquired with most of his life savings, was instantly bent into an extremely exaggerated obtuse angle. The sword was completely deformed and devoid of any spiritual power.

Lu Chen spread his five fingers and casually tossed the lump of scrap metal onto the ground beside him.

The scrap metal was thrown into the puddle, sending up a cloud of pungent white smoke.

The captain collapsed into the mud.

He used both hands and feet to desperately back away, kicking up a large number of foul-smelling fallen leaves.

Their escape route had long been blocked by that enormous town-guarding monument.

His back slammed heavily against the rough rocks, leaving him nowhere to retreat.

"Don't come any closer!"

The captain was panting heavily, his voice completely split, and his lips were trembling uncontrollably.

"I am a direct disciple of an inner sect elder of the Azure Sky Sword Sect!"

"You can't touch me!"

"If you kill me, the Azure Sky Sword Sect will hunt you down to the ends of the earth! Not only you, but everyone connected to you will die!"

Lu Chen stood still, his face expressionless.

The captain assumed the other party was wary of the sect's reputation, so he quickly changed his tone and desperately promised benefits.

"Let me go! I'll keep what happened today a secret!"

"The city lord's treasury is piled high with low-grade spirit stones. I'll give you the array token! They're all yours!"

"Your physical body is incredibly strong; I can recommend you for a guest position within the inner sect!"

"With my guarantee, you'll be a cultivator from now on, no longer needing to be a mortal in the outer city!"

Lu Chen remained silent.

He raised his right arm high, his large palm creating a piercing whistling wind in the air.

The slap landed squarely on the captain's chest.

"My martial uncle is..."

The rest of his plea for mercy was completely blocked from his throat.

Lu Chen's palm was firmly imprinted on the captain's chest.

The violent force pierced through the unsuspecting body, traveling along the sternum to the heart.

An extremely dull sound of bones cracking rang out.

The captain's heart meridian was severed on the spot by this enormous force, and his life force was completely destroyed in an instant.

His mouth was wide open, and before he could even exhale his last breath, his head slumped down heavily.

He collapsed limply into the blood.

The main conflict ends at this moment.

Lu Chen stood among several corpses.

His chest heaved violently as he forcefully suppressed the surging extreme qi and blood within his body.

On the iron-gray skin surface, the metallic texture gradually faded, and the surging high temperature dissipated.

Lu Chen opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of extremely hot, stale air.

The turbid air dissipated into a cloud of white mist in the damp, cold night wind.

Killing stance lifted.

He strode over to the bodies of the other four disciples.

They swiftly tore off the storage bags from their waists.

He piled the five storage bags together on the wide base of the town's road monument.

The storage bag's display screen flickered with a faint array light.

For cultivators to activate such a thing, they need to inject spiritual energy and gradually erase the divine consciousness restrictions on it.

If forcibly destroyed, the spatial array inside the bag will collapse, and the spatial turbulence will grind all the items inside into powder.

Lu Chen has no spiritual energy.

He raised his hands and grabbed one of the storage bags.

The ultimate furnace is reignited.

The scalding heat from the palm of the hand directly covered the surface of the bag.

Lu Chen exerted force with both hands, his five fingers suddenly tightening inward.

The array and restrictions on the bag shattered on the spot.

The out-of-control spatial turbulence tore wildly within the confined area, attempting to shred the flesh of the sinking land.

These spatial fragments, capable of easily tearing apart low-level magical artifacts, cut into the eleventh layer of Lu Chen's "Iron Shirt" membrane, leaving only very faint white marks.

Lu Chen snorted coldly and suppressed the blood and qi in his palm without reservation.

Pure brute force held those invisible turbulent currents firmly in place, crushing them flat.

"Bang!"

The storage bag was crushed on the spot.

Torn pieces of cloth flew everywhere.

A pile of miscellaneous items, now freed from the array's restraints, fell directly onto the base of the Dao stele.

Lu Chen didn't stop moving; he grabbed the remaining four bags and crushed them one by one.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Four consecutive loud explosions echoed across the open space.

Instantly, a small mountain of spoils piled up on the base of the stele.

Lu Chen rummaged through a pile of miscellaneous items.

A large number of low-grade spirit stones, each the size of a fingernail, rolled onto the ground, emitting a faint spiritual light.

A dozen or so jade slips containing cultivation techniques were scattered about.

Several brand-new outer sect Taoist robes of the Qingxiao Sword Sect were piled up to one side.

Dozens of white jade porcelain bottles of varying sizes rolled around everywhere.

Lu Chen didn't even glance at those jade slips containing cultivation techniques.

He couldn't use spiritual energy at all; the cultivation techniques of immortals were useless to him.

His attention was drawn to several darker, larger stones.

Five mid-grade spirit stones.

It feels heavy in your hand, and contains an extremely rich spiritual energy.

Lu Chen tried to grip the spirit stone tightly.

The body's vital energy instinctively generates a repulsive force, firmly blocking the spiritual energy that tries to penetrate the pores from reaching the surface of the body.

It is indeed unsuitable for cultivation.

Lu Chen was somewhat unwilling, so he pressed his five fingers against the surface of the spirit stone.

The immense force of his fingers created several cracks on the surface of the mid-grade spirit stone.

A strange reaction occurred.

The leaked, dense spiritual energy was immediately ignited upon contact with the high-temperature blood and qi at Lu Chen's fingertips.

This is no ordinary fire.

This is a pure energy transformation.

The spiritual light on the surface of the mid-grade spirit stone quickly dimmed, and the entire stone began to emit extremely astonishing heat, becoming scalding hot.

Lu Chen weighed the heated stone in his hand for a few moments.

This stuff can definitely be used to keep warm and ward off the cold.

He tucked all five of the heated mid-grade spirit stones into his pocket, intending to save them for A-Nan.

Then, he squatted down and began to examine the white jade porcelain bottles.

I uncorked the bottle and smelled it.

After searching through more than a dozen bottles, they finally found two bottles of healing pills.

Pour out two brown pills, each the size of a longan, and place them in your palm.

The healing medicines from the lower levels of the immortal sects, in pursuit of rapid effects, are mixed with a large number of potent herbs and contain a significant amount of erysipelas.

If an ordinary person were to swallow it directly, the medicine would definitely burn through their stomach and intestines.

Lu Chen clasped his hands together.

The ultimate furnace was operating at full speed within his body.

The raging blood and qi penetrated through the skin and directly entered the pill.

The brown color on the surface of the pill faded quickly.

The violent spiritual energy and harmful poisons were forcibly stripped away under the repeated crushing of the extreme qi and blood.

It turned into wisps of pungent black smoke, drifting into the air through the gaps between their fingers.

In less than half a breath.

The two brown pills transformed into pure, translucent pills with a gentle medicinal fragrance.

Lu Chen held the purified pills in his hand and turned to walk towards the cave.

The entrance to the cave was still completely sealed off by the huge stele, leaving only a gap about half a foot wide.

He turned sideways and squeezed through the extremely narrow gap.

Deep inside the cave, A-Nan lay quietly on the flat, dry boulder.

She was wrapped tightly in a thick wolf pelt, with only her pale face showing.

Lu Chen stepped forward and approached to check on her condition.

The little girl's high fever has completely subsided.

The brows that had been furrowed due to the excruciating pain now completely relaxed.

His breathing was very steady, and his chest rose and fell evenly and rhythmically.

The surface of his pale skin faintly glowed with a warm, jade-like luster.

The transformation of the jade bones has initially stabilized.

Lu Chen turned around and walked to a depression in the corner of the cave.

There is a pool of clean underground spring water there.

He crouched down and put his two large hands into the water.

He carefully scrubbed the bloodstains and mud off his skin.

He scrubbed his hands and nails several times to make sure there was no more blood in them before returning to the boulder.

Lu Chen put two purified healing pills into a small wooden bowl.

Pour in some spring water.

The elixir dissolved upon contact with water, transforming into a bowl of fragrant medicinal liquid.

He reached out his left hand, moving very gently, and placed it on the back of A-Nan's head, lifting her up slightly.

He held the wooden bowl in his right hand and brought it to her lips.

"Take your medicine."

Lu Chen spoke, uttering two words.

While still half asleep, A-Nan smelled the aroma of the medicine and instinctively opened her mouth, swallowing the mild liquid little by little.

After feeding him the medicine, Lu Chen put down the wooden bowl.

He took out the five mid-grade spirit stones that were still heating up from his pocket.

He lifted a small corner of the wolf skin and carefully placed the heated spirit stone under Anan's body.

After doing all this, Lu Chen sat down cross-legged again.

time flies.

The night outside gradually faded away.

On the far eastern horizon, a pale, fish-belly white light began to appear.

The wind stopped.

The miasma in the forest was somewhat dispelled by the morning light.

Lu Chen closed his eyes to rest, and the Qi and blood of the eleventh layer of "Iron Shirt" slowly circulated within his body.

Sudden.

His eyes, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened.

A faint sound came from high above the clouds.

Lu Chen straightened up and listened intently.

From the very depths of the sky, a series of intermittent celestial music could be heard.

The voice was ethereal and otherworldly, carrying an air of superiority that seemed to belong to a realm beyond the mortal world.

Lu Chen stood up and looked at the pale sky through the cracks in the rock wall.

His rough fingers clenched again.