Chapter 377 - 276: Advancing to Enlightenment, Kunlun Approaches
In the Underground Cultivation Chamber, the air was deathly still.
Han Feng sat cross-legged. In front of him were over a dozen open Alloy Boxes, the rich medicinal fragrance so thick it was almost tangible.
He gazed at the pile of Elixir Pills that would drive any Martial Artist insane, his expression calm.
"Eleven million, eight hundred thousand Contribution Points."
He murmured the number, then picked up a longan-sized, purple-gold elixir pill—a Purple Gold Meridian Continuation Pill, a Healing Holy Medicine worth eight hundred thousand Contribution Points.
But Han Feng tossed it into his mouth as if it were a jelly bean.
The Elixir Pill melted the moment it entered his mouth, transforming into a warm current that surged through his limbs and bones.
But he didn’t guide the Medicinal Power to nourish his meridians like an ordinary person would.
The next second, his eyes closed, and his consciousness sank into his body.
There, twenty thick Dao Veins lay like slumbering dragons. Though already opened, they were clearly separated by barriers, each operating independently.
And at the center where all the Dao Veins converged, a newly formed, peculiar acupoint containing a single strand of crimson-gold Sword Aura was emitting an incomparably tyrannical aura.
’Here it comes.’
With a thought, Han Feng unhesitatingly activated that strand of Soul-Burning Sword Aura, transforming it into an indestructible, red-hot steel needle that viciously slammed into the barrier between the two nearest Dao Veins!
No probing, no gradual progression.
Just the most direct, most brutal, forceful shattering of the barrier!
BOOM!
Excruciating pain!
An indescribable, excruciating pain instantly erupted from the depths of his body, as if billions of steel needles were simultaneously piercing every inch of his flesh and every single nerve!
Han Feng’s body shuddered violently. His muscles tensed instantly, veins bulged all over his body, and his face turned deathly pale in a flash.
Under the Sharpness of the Soul-Burning Sword Aura, the Dao Vein barrier was forcibly torn open.
But at the same time, the berserk Energy also instantly covered the ends of those two Dao Veins with fine cracks, bringing them to the brink of shattering!
Any other Martial Artist in the Meridian Passage Realm would have already had their meridians shattered to pieces, becoming a cripple.
But Han Feng merely let out a muffled groan.
’Not fast enough!’
His focus sharpened, and without hesitation, he grabbed another bottle of Nine Revolutions Divine Restoration Liquid, twisted off the cap, and chugged it down.
The cool liquid slid down his throat into his stomach, and a vast amount of Life Energy exploded forth.
Sword Storage Technique!
Han Feng immediately circulated the Cultivation Technique, precisely guiding this stream of Medicinal Power toward his damaged meridians.
The powerful special effect of his Innate Sword Body was now on full display.
Ignore side effects of Danming Medicine, absorption efficiency +300%!
Almost at the instant the Medicinal Power arrived, those meridians on the verge of shattering began to repair and strengthen at a visible rate, even becoming more tenacious than before.
Destroy, then repair.
Just like forging iron—only after a thousand hammerings and a hundred refinements does one obtain fine steel.
What Han Feng had to do was use the most expensive hammer and the highest-grade materials to forge his "Sword Body" into shape in the shortest time possible.
He had a taste of success and had figured out the method.
’Again!’
He once again activated that strand of Soul-Burning Sword Aura and, like the most frenzied drilling worker, viciously bored into the next barrier!
Tearing! Excruciating pain!
Swallow a pill! Repair!
Tearing! Excruciating pain!
Swallow a pill! Repair!
In the Underground Cultivation Chamber, a bizarre and frenzied cycle began.
Han Feng’s body trembled continuously. Sweat soaked his clothes, was evaporated by his body heat, and then crystallized into layers of white salt frost.
The elixir pill bottles in front of him emptied one after another.
Elixir Pills worth millions were being consumed faster than military-grade compressed biscuits.
If the head of logistics from East Sea Martial Arts University saw this, he would probably have a heart attack on the spot.
This wasn’t Cultivation. It was burning money! Using Contribution Points just to stay alive!
Time passed, day by day.
On the first day, Han Feng broke through three barriers.
On the third day, he broke through nine.
On the fifth day, fifteen.
The twenty Dao Veins in his body were being forcibly twisted into a single cord by a brutal force.
「The seventh day.」
The Alloy Boxes in front of Han Feng were mostly empty. His face was as pale as paper, but his eyes were astonishingly bright.
Inside his body, only the final barrier remained.
’Now’s the time!’
He downed the last Purple Gold Meridian Continuation Pill and three bottles of Nine Revolutions Divine Restoration Liquid at the same time.
’Break!’
The strand of Soul-Burning Sword Aura, having gathered all its power, transformed into a brilliant stream of light and resolutely crashed into the final obstacle!
RUMBLE—!
A tremendous roar, as if from the primordial past, exploded in his Spiritual World.
’Success!’
In that instant, all the barriers between the twenty Dao Veins in his body were completely broken through. They connected head to tail, forming an unprecedented, flawless Great Celestial Cycle!
The torrents of Sword Essence, which had once operated independently, now converged into a mighty river of stars, surging endlessly through his body.
The next moment, a terrifying suction force erupted from within Han Feng’s body.
BOOM!
The Spiritual Qi in the entire Lake View No. 9 Villa Area momentarily stagnated.
Immediately after, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, it began to pour frantically into the basement where Han Feng was!
The Spiritual Qi, converted by the Innate Sword Body, condensed into droplets of incomparably pure Sword Essence at an unprecedented speed.
The small "puddle" within his Dantian began to expand at a visible rate.
One thousand drops, two thousand drops, three thousand drops...
In just a few breaths, he broke through his previous limit.
The puddle became a pond.
The pond became a lake!
[Sword Essence: 5,000 drops]!
When the amount of Sword Essence reached the critical point of five thousand, another change occurred.
The overflowing Dantian Qi Sea began to resonate in a wondrous way with the Sea of Consciousness high above.
In the very center of his body, between the tangible and the intangible, an infinitesimally faint point of light quietly emerged.