C12 Thick Spiritual Energy

Despite being only seventeen, Chen Fann had matured significantly beyond his peers after enduring the harrowing ordeal of Core Cleaving and a succession of unexpected events.

Yang Kai swiftly regained his composure and seated himself at the bedside, silently rehearsing the Nine Extremes Righteous Body cultivation technique within his mind.

Chen Fann's actions were practiced and assured, a result of his past experiences. In the shadowy expanse of his consciousness, he intently studied the cultivation method of the Nine Extremes, mentally reciting and pondering it over and over.

In a moment of tranquility, Chen Fann closed his eyes to assimilate the knowledge within. Yet, there was no true need for digestion; the knowledge he had absorbed was vividly present in his thoughts, effortlessly surfacing and integrating with ease.

The Nine Extremes Righteous Body's cultivation method detailed a series of seemingly simple but deeply intricate movements, each with a strict daily training regimen.

Cultivation is a journey of steady accumulation, building strength over time.

For Chen Fann, however, this adage didn't quite apply. With the aid of Taotie and the enigmatic Devouring Rune, he could accelerate his early cultivation through relentless absorption.

It was only after reaching a certain threshold of devouring that he would need to grasp deeper laws for further advancement. But for now, Chen Fann had a lengthy journey ahead to reach that level.

Rising to his feet, Chen Fann began to execute the movements recorded for the Nine Extremes Righteous Body. With palms pressed together, he pushed forward gently and slowly, then drew them back as if embracing the entire continent. As his palms rubbed, his body resonated, and the runes flickered, seemingly capable of engulfing the sun, moon, and stars.

His feet, mere feet apart, shifted subtly as he took a deliberate step. Every pore on his body seemed to breathe deeply.

Every cell appeared to open wide, voraciously drawing in the spiritual energy from the air. For the first time in his seventeen years, Chen Fann felt his cells saturated with spiritual nourishment.

His body expanded slightly as the spiritual energy in the air swirled into a burgeoning tornado.

What was causing such a disturbance?

Chen Fann was puzzled, but then Taotie interjected, "Kid, stop right now! If you keep cultivating here, you'll demolish this sanctuary! Find a secluded spot; otherwise, this spectacle will surely attract malevolent intentions."

His body buzzing with the thrill of the first Nine Extremes Righteous Body session, Chen Fann heeded the warning. He halted his practice and dashed to the barren mountains behind the sect, where untapped lands awaited to further fortify his physique.

After a journey of roughly two hours, Chen Fann discovered an adequately secluded spot.

Assuming the correct stance, he resumed the Nine Extremes Righteous Body movements. The spiritual energy tornado reformed, and the hunger in his cells surged anew.

Releasing all constraints, Chen Fann allowed the spiritual energy to flood his body. As it infused his flesh, his body shook violently, and his complexion flushed with a feverish red—a clear sign that the sheer volume of spiritual energy was overwhelming, leaving his face flushed from the struggle to absorb it all.

The Devouring Rune was tirelessly aiding Chen Fann, facilitating his relentless absorption and conversion of spiritual energy.

Within an unnamed valley, spirals of spiritual energy unfurled from Chen Fann's form.

Any onlooker would undoubtedly notice that Chen Fann's cultivation level was soaring at an astonishing rate.

Qi Condensation Layer Four!

Qi Condensation Layer Five!

Qi Condensation Layer Six!

The dense spiritual energy paused within Chen Fann's body before it began to compress gradually.

With the compression of the spiritual energy, his ascent through the realms finally came to a halt.

To the outside world, Chen Fann had reached the sixth layer of Qi Condensation, but his spiritual power, having been continuously condensed, vastly exceeded that of his contemporaries.

A formidable presence erupted from Chen Fann, startling the nearby wildlife into flight, as they mistook the surge for a sign of great danger.

A fleeting glint of brilliance in Chen Fann's eyes was so intense it seemed capable of penetrating the very souls of others.

He hadn't anticipated the first-time cultivation benefits of the Nine Extremes Authentic Body to be so profound!

Ascending three minor realms in a single breath was truly beyond Chen Fann's expectations.

"With my newfound power, combined with the Ten Thousand Poison Hand technique, I can effortlessly dominate anyone at the seventh layer of Qi Condensation, and I'm even ready to challenge a warrior at the eighth layer!" Chen Fann declared, brimming with confidence.

His rapidly increasing strength filled him with an exuberant spirit. He was eager to find an opponent for a hundred-round battle to release his pent-up excitement and achieve true satisfaction.

"Ye Xiongtian, I vow to become so powerful that I could crush you with a mere flick of my finger!" Chen Fann muttered with an icy tone.

"Enough with the mumbling, kid. Once you're done improving, it's time to hit the road," Taotie interjected.

Chen Fann repeated the Nine Extremes Authentic Body sequence, noticing only a slight improvement in his physical condition. Yet, he could now exert a force of three thousand kilograms with a single arm—six thousand with both!

Six thousand kilograms!

What an astounding figure!

His current prowess was more than sufficient to enlist in the Xia State's army. A strength of six thousand kilograms would be considered quite an achievement among the ranks.

After several more repetitions of the Nine Extremes Authentic Body sequence, Chen Fann felt his power had fully stabilized.

He was at the pinnacle of Qi Condensation Layer Six, just a hair's breadth from the seventh layer.

As dusk approached, Chen Fann had no desire to linger. Uncertain of what nocturnal beasts might lurk, he decided it was best to depart without delay.

Setting out, he hadn't gone far when he thought he heard a cry for help.

Initially doubting his ears, he halted and listened intently, confirming the sound was indeed a woman's plea for assistance.

Chen Fann wasn't one to meddle, but his principles wouldn't allow him to ignore a life in peril.

He hastened toward the source of the cries and soon came upon three young men besieging a striking female cultivator.

With nightfall imminent and the scene set in a desolate wilderness, the unfolding drama was all too predictable.

The female cultivator fought desperately against her assailants while her cries echoed through the air.

"Miss, your screams are futile. No one will come to your rescue. Better to surrender to us now, or you might not live to regret it," sneered one of the young cultivators.

"Oh, is that so?"

A voice from an unfamiliar man echoed from behind, abruptly solidifying the smile on his face.