txolops Chapter 102 Taking Body Tempering Pills! Physique Comparable to Level 1 Demonic Beasts!
Chapter 102 Taking Body Tempering Pills! Physique Comparable to Level 1 Demonic Beasts!
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The next morning.
Lin Chuan opened his eyes right on time, and golden light appeared before him.
Today's divination result: Minor misfortune.
[The divination reads: Today is the day of the "great battle" between the Seven Factions and the Six Sects of the Demonic Path, and you have been sent to participate in this great battle.]
In the midst of the battle, one of your high-grade magic artifacts was struck by the aftershock of a Core Formation cultivator's spell and completely destroyed, but you yourself were unharmed.
"What a coincidence, we're caught in this big battle the very next day."
Lin Chuan remained expressionless, his heart unmoved.
As a time traveler, he naturally understood the intricacies of what constituted a "major battle."
On the front lines of Jingu Plain, the battles between the two sides were divided into two types: "major battles" and "minor battles".
The "Great Battle" usually takes place once a month. At that time, the seven sects of Yue Kingdom and the six sects of the Demonic Path will each send out several thousand people to form a battle formation in front of the formation. Both sides will hide behind the light shield of the defensive formation and bombard each other with magical weapons and spells.
Despite the seemingly imposing force, the protective array ensured that neither side suffered significant casualties, at most losing some magical artifacts and mana. After a day of fighting, they tacitly ceased hostilities by nightfall and returned to their respective camps.
"Small skirmishes" are the most dangerous. On ordinary days, Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators from both sides would go out in groups of three or five or alone during the day to roam the vast Golden Drum Plain and hunt down lone cultivators or small teams from the other side.
This is a true life-or-death struggle, a brutal elimination and tempering process, and also an excellent opportunity to make a fortune from the war.
Many perished, but those who survived often reaped a large amount of spoils, and their strength increased by leaps and bounds.
Meanwhile, the Core Formation cultivators tacitly chose to fight at night. After all, the combat power of Core Formation cultivators is too great; daytime clashes could easily damage their own formations, while nighttime battles are relatively more controllable.
With Lin Chuan's current strength and trump cards, he doesn't even consider ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators a threat. Let alone one-on-one, he's confident he can escape unscathed, or even turn the tables and kill them, even if he's surrounded by three or five people.
This frontline battlefield, a perilous place where most would die, was, for him—
"Perhaps this is a great opportunity to make a fortune quickly." A faint smile appeared on Lin Chuan's lips.
After all, in the Yue Kingdom, where would one find the opportunity to openly fight, kill, and plunder treasures? Not to mention the strict rules of the sect, even if there were private grudges, they had to do it secretly and worry about being investigated afterwards.
On the battlefield, all spoils of war from killing enemy cultivators belong to you! If you kill an important target, the sect will offer additional rewards!
This is the true meaning of "using war to sustain war".
……
Before long, a deep and long bell suddenly rang out over the camp, ringing out nine times in a row, shaking the surrounding area.
That's a call to arms!
Lin Chuan had just noticed the movement of the barrier outside the stone house when he heard Yu Chaohai's voice coming through it:
"Junior Brother Lin, come out quickly and follow me to the main camp square!"
Lin Chuan responded and rushed out, heading towards the square side by side with Yu Chaohai.
……
Daying Square was already packed with people.
Nearly a thousand cultivators from the seven sects of Yue Kingdom gathered here, forming a dense, dark mass that stretched for hundreds of feet. Among the crowd, Lin Chuan also spotted some cultivators whose attire differed significantly from the seven sects—they were reinforcements from Yuanwu Kingdom.
Although Yuanwu Kingdom did not directly border the Demonic Path, they understood the principle of mutual dependence better than anyone else. If they watched Yue Kingdom be swallowed up by the six sects of the Demonic Path, Yuanwu Kingdom would be next.
Therefore, the three major sects of Yuanwu Kingdom—Tianxing Sect, Shenbing Sect, and Wanmiao Temple—all sent their elite disciples to assist in the battle.
Above the square, seven or eight figures stood suspended in mid-air.
They did not use any flying artifacts; they simply relied on their own cultivation to float steadily in mid-air, their clothes fluttering without wind, and their spiritual pressure faintly visible, enveloping the entire area.
Core Formation stage cultivator!
Lin Chuan glanced around and spotted a familiar, plump figure among them—with tiny silver-white arcs of electricity flickering around him. It was none other than Lei Wanhe, Senior Uncle Lei from Huangfeng Valley.
The others were either surrounded by flames, exuded a chilling aura, possessed sword energy that soared to the heavens, or had an aura as obscure as an abyss. Clearly, they were all Core Formation warriors dispatched here by the Seven Sects and the Yuanwu Kingdom.
"Set off!"
Without any unnecessary words, the late-stage Core Formation cultivator from the Hidden Moon Sect, who stood at the very front of the group of cultivators and whose aura was the deepest and most obscure, spoke calmly.
The sound wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.
"boom--"
Nearly a thousand cultivators took off together, their various colored lights intertwining, like a colorful river stretching across the sky, flying towards the outside of the camp.
……
After leaving the camp and flying for hundreds of miles, a huge canyon appeared ahead.
The terrain on both sides of the canyon is steep, while in the middle is a flat area several miles wide, which is a natural battlefield.
Yu Chaohai piloted the flying boat, leading everyone to land on the side of the canyon, where they quickly formed a battle formation according to the pre-rehearsed plan.
The array masters quickly set up array plates and flags, activating the great array's light shield. In a short while, a thick layer of multicolored light shield enveloped the nearly one thousand people, the shield swirling and radiating an aura of stability and defense.
On the other side of the canyon, nearly a thousand cultivators from the six demonic sects, dressed in various styles, had also formed a large formation, their bodies enveloped in a protective shield, watching them intently.
"boom--"
It's unclear who made the first move, but suddenly countless magical artifacts and spells flew out from within both sides' formations! Various colored spiritual lights intertwined, pouring down on the opposing side like a torrential rain!
Swords, knives, rulers, rings, seals, bells, cauldrons... all kinds of magical artifacts whistled through the air; fireballs, ice spikes, wind blades, lightning, golden light... all kinds of spells flooded the sky!
"Boom—!!!"
The earth-shattering collisions continued incessantly, and the sky above the canyon instantly transformed into a dazzling yet deadly storm of spiritual energy!
However, with the great array protecting them, the cultivators on both sides only need to stand inside the light barrier and fully unleash their magical weapons to attack, without having to worry about defense.
All the attacks aimed at them were blocked by the great array's light shield. The light shield trembled violently, but it remained unbroken.
Lin Chuan stood in the middle of the formation, watching the massive but ultimately ineffective exchange of blows, and chuckled to himself.
He casually took out an ordinary high-grade magic weapon longsword from his storage bag, infused it with magic power, and pointed it randomly at the opposite side.
The longsword transformed into a streak of blue light, flying towards the opposite side amidst a sky full of magical artifacts. It's unclear whether it hit its target or not, but it certainly "participated."
In order to avoid being noticed by the Core Formation cultivators supervising the battle for his "slacking off," Lin Chuan would occasionally pretend to make a few hand seals and make a face as if he was trying hard to activate the spell.
They continued exchanging fire for about two hours.
Suddenly, from the opposing demonic camp, a Core Formation cultivator seemed quite dissatisfied with the slow progress of his own offensive. He snorted coldly and raised his hand, unleashing a thick black beam of light!
The black beam of light was incredibly powerful, instantly blasting away countless magical artifacts along its path and slamming into the light shield of the Seven Sects Formation!
"boom--!!!"
The light barrier trembled violently, almost shattering. And Lin Chuan's high-grade magical sword, which was drifting in the air, was, by sheer coincidence, grazed by the aftershocks of the black beam of light—
"Snap!"
A flash of blue light, and the longsword's spiritual light dimmed instantly, breaking into several pieces and falling from the sky.
"Oh dear! My magical artifact!" Lin Chuan's face fell, but his heart remained calm.
It's just a high-grade magic weapon. With his current wealth, he wouldn't mind losing ten or eight of them.
Moreover, today's "big fight" was just a formality; it would be a blessing if we could get through it safely.
He then casually pulled out a long sword from his storage bag and continued to attack indiscriminately at the other side.
……
Finally, the fight continued until nightfall.
As if by unspoken agreement, the two sides gradually reduced their offensive efforts and eventually stopped completely.
"withdraw troops!"
On the Seven Sects' side, the late-stage Core Formation cultivator from the Hidden Moon Sect gave a solemn order.
The group evacuated in an orderly fashion, riding their escape lights back to the Jingu Plain camp.
……
Back in his stone house, Lin Chuan activated all the restrictions to ensure that no one could spy on him.
He sat down cross-legged, but instead of immediately starting to cultivate, he took something out of his storage bag.
A pale blue jade bottle.
Inside was one of the three bottles of pills obtained from the ancient cultivator's cave last time—the mild body-tempering pill.
He remembered the results of the divination test: this elixir could cleanse the marrow and purify the body, expel impurities, significantly improve physical strength, and had no side effects.
As for the golden body-tempering pill, its medicinal properties are much more potent. It can only be taken after the body-tempering technique has been partially mastered; otherwise, the physical body will not be able to withstand it and it will be harmful.
"Try this one first."
Lin Chuan poured out the pale blue pill, about the size of a longan, crystal clear, emitting a cool and gentle aura.
Without hesitation, he put the pill into his mouth.
The pill melted instantly upon entering the mouth, transforming into a cool liquid that slid down the throat and into the stomach.
Immediately, the cool sensation spread rapidly, like an invisible stream of cool water, instantly flowing to every part of the body!
Lin Chuan let out a muffled groan, feeling as if his bones, flesh, and meridians were being washed and tempered inch by inch by this clear stream!
The feeling wasn't exactly painful, but it was definitely not comfortable either. It was like countless tiny hands were vigorously rubbing, squeezing, and stretching every corner of my body.
He could clearly feel that some of the fine impurities that had accumulated in his body over the years and that even magic power could not completely remove were being peeled away and expelled from his body bit by bit by this clear stream.
Time passed slowly.
After about an incense stick's time, the cool sensation gradually dissipated.
Lin Chuan opened his eyes and looked down. His body was covered with a thin layer of grayish-black greasy grime, emitting a faint fishy stench.
He didn't show any disgust; instead, he smiled.
These are the impurities expelled from the body.
He made a hand seal and cast a small spell, causing a clear spring to condense out of thin air and wash his entire body clean.
He then stood up and clenched his fist.
Things are different now!
He could clearly feel that his physique had become significantly stronger!
The skin is firmer and more resilient, the muscles and bones are stronger and more powerful, and the flesh and blood seem to contain a stronger explosive force than before.
He even had a gut feeling that even without defensive magic artifacts or protective spiritual light, if he were to be attacked with all his might by some minor cultivators in the Qi Refining stage, they would find it difficult to break through his physical defenses in a short period of time!
"It's a pity, there's only one left."
Lin Chuan put away the empty bottle with some regret.
That golden body-tempering pill is far more potent, and taking it now would be risky.
It seems that I can only take it after I have achieved some success in cultivating the "Indestructible Golden Body". At that time, the effect will definitely be more significant!