Chapter 117

[Remaining Lifespan: 72]

Refining qi into steel, done!

His lifespan had also increased by five years.

The scorching and overbearing power lay dormant in every inch of his flesh and blood. Xu Yang felt joy in his heart, feeling that he could kill his former self with one hand.

Whether it was his physical body or his level of power, he now had a qualitative improvement.

With a grasp of his five fingers in the void, the air was directly squeezed and exploded, making a loud bang, and a visible wave of air appeared.

"Comprehending the Hunyuan Force, refining qi into steel is indeed very simple."

You know, after Kong Yu reached the perfection of Qi Gathering, it took him nearly a month to refine steel qi, but he had completed the journey from the perfection of Qi Gathering to refining qi into steel all in one day, as if the bottleneck didn't exist.

"The Diamond true qi has disappeared and turned into steel qi. Is the Diamond Art still useful?"

Xu Yang suddenly thought of this question and hurriedly looked at the panel.

[Diamond Steel Art · Initiated (40/2000)]

The Diamond Art, which had been cultivated to the small success stage, had disappeared and turned into the Diamond Steel Art.

"Does the Diamond Art have such a wonderful use?"

Xu Yang was overjoyed, and all his worries disappeared completely.

He subconsciously operated the Diamond Art, and the steel qi all over his body moved with it. That feeling like being calcined by a raging fire appeared again, his flesh, blood, bones, and tendons roared in unison, and his strength slowly improved.

At the same time, the steel qi, like true qi, was condensed and purified under the action of the mental method.

"My steel qi seems different from others'; it should be because of the Diamond Art."

The steel qi he had seen was all blood-red like a diamond, yet his steel qi was pink, not as red as others'.

"This is steel qi refined on the basis of Diamond true qi; it's normal for it to be different. Let's try its power."

Once this thought arose, Xu Yang felt an unbearable itch in his heart, jumped off the bed, pushed the door open, and walked out.

Ignoring Sun Tao and the others chatting in the courtyard, he left directly.

"Junior Brother Xu is in such a hurry, did something happen?" Sun Tao looked at Xu Yang's back, his expression puzzled.

Jiang Ping said: "Perhaps it's because Junior Brother Lu Ren has refined qi into steel, putting pressure on him. It seems his Qi Gathering hasn't reached perfection yet."

During this period, most people had actually reached the perfection of Qi Gathering and were starting to impact the realm of refining qi into steel.

Not reaching the perfection of Qi Gathering could be said to be lagging far behind everyone else.

Sun Tao shook his head: "Junior Brother Xu has a peaceful state of mind, doesn't fight or grab, and won't be affected by this. There should be other matters."

Jiang Ping sneered: "Where is there such a person as you say, Junior Brother? I think he is just affected by Lu Ren, always being suppressed by Lu Ren, and must feel uncomfortable in his heart."

"Steel qi is indeed extraordinary."

As Xu Yang walked, he felt the changes in his body, feeling as if his whole person was about to float up.

The steel qi, which was a unity of internal and external, lay dormant in his flesh and blood, constantly nourishing his flesh and blood, cleansing his tendons and bones, and strengthening his internal organs.

Even without a cultivation method like the Diamond Steel Art that cultivated both internally and externally, his physique was slowly becoming stronger, truly reaching the realm where sitting and lying were both cultivation.

He was in a state of constant strengthening. Not only his strength, but his invisible and intangible mind also seemed to be strengthening along with it. His spirit was always in a vigorous state, and he felt that it would be no problem even if he didn't sleep for several days and nights.

"Many things have become different."

He gently raised his fist, and nine crisp sounds instantly came from his body, stacking nine layers of force in an instant.

When he had true qi, although he could also stack nine layers of force with the Surging Waves Fist, the speed was very slow and required time to accumulate force. In combat, it was basically impossible to stack nine layers of force.

Now, without the obstruction of meridians, the steel qi covered every inch of his flesh and blood, and stacking nine layers of force was as simple as eating and drinking.

"Bang!"

Another crisp sound came; he had actually completed the tenth layer of force stacking on the limit of nine layers, breaking the upper limit of the martial art.

He felt that if he calmed his heart and continued to study, the eleventh or even twelfth layer didn't seem impossible.

However, this was meaningless!

No matter how powerful the Surging Waves Fist was, it was only a martial art that used true qi. Now that he had refined qi into steel, what he should truly cultivate were martial arts that used steel qi.

No matter how well a true qi martial art was practiced, it couldn't compare to a steel qi martial art.

Xu Yang soon arrived at the place with craggy rocks and stood before an upright, strange rock.

This stone grew from the ground, taller than him, the size of a washbasin, looking like a tree stump.

He stood three feet away and blasted a punch through the air.

Red light flickered, and steel qi burst forth.

The air shook, and the wind whistled sharply.

With a "bang," the washbasin-thick stone pillar was instantly broken at the waist, and stone fragments filled the sky.

"So strong!"

This power startled even him. Fortunately, when he left Qingyuan, he didn't take the risk to kill Ji Yun.

The power of steel qi was stronger than he had imagined.

He had only just entered the realm, and he could already blast a giant rock to pieces through the air. Martial artists like Ji Yun, who had been deeply cultivated in the steel qi realm for many years, would only be more terrifying.

When Xu Yang returned to the courtyard, the sky had already turned dark.

He dove into his room again and sat on the bed to consolidate his cultivation.

Under the nourishment of the steel qi, those hidden injuries were repaired one by one, and his vitality became increasingly vigorous.

He didn't sleep all night, constantly operating the steel qi to cleanse his whole body and consolidate his cultivation.

By dawn, not only did he have no sleepiness, but he felt his spirit was vigorous and his strength had increased again.

[Refining qi into steel, points +50!]

[Martial Dao Longevity Points: 97]

As usual, he added a day to his lifespan. This time, he didn't add points to any martial arts. Besides leaving spare points, he once again improved his root bones.

The next step of cultivation was changing tendons and cleansing marrow. He felt that his root bones should be improved to the top-tier Grade A-plus.

[Root Bones: 85]

"With the improvement of cultivation, the progress of martial arts is thousands of points at every turn. In the future, I should keep more spare points."

After thinking for a while and determining the plan for the next stage, he pushed the door and walked out.

There was no one in the courtyard; some had gone to do missions, and the others should be impacting the realm of refining qi into steel.

"Rest for two days, consolidate the cultivation completely, and then go do missions."

Refining qi into steel made doing missions much simpler.

Of course, the resources required for cultivation would also become terrifying.

Taking Lin Cheng as an example, his Weiyuan Hall had been open for ten or twenty years, and the monthly income would not be less than three hundred taels.

But when he wanted to support Xu Yang, he only took out one hundred taels of silver, and even if he wanted to ask Xiao Hua to help take care of his disciple and daughter, he only gave away a wild ginseng worth one hundred taels.

It wasn't that he was stingy, but most of the money earned was used for cultivation.

To some extent, his statement that the most important thing for cultivation is money was not wrong.

Xu Yang's root bones and comprehension were both Grade A-minus, far exceeding Lu Ren, and Kong Yu was not as good as him, but he was a step behind both in refining qi into steel. The fundamental reason was that his resources were not as abundant as theirs.

After eating at the canteen, he walked toward the mountain gate.

Having left Qingyuan for two months, he had to send a letter back to the little girl so she wouldn't worry.

However, to send a letter, he could only go to Qingyang City and find a courier agency for help.

And refining qi into steel—general martial artists would start practicing weapons at this realm.

Those with family wealth would have already prepared their weapons.

Of course, the Lihuo Peak had a tradition of forging weapons, but his financial status couldn't afford to ask an inner sect disciple of the Lihuo Peak to help him forge a weapon, so he could only go to Qingyang City to take a look.

After leaving the mountain gate, Xu Yang used his light-body technique and ran wildly, like a flying swallow taking off.

With a flash of his figure, he was already five or six zhang away, making a rolling sound.

"The speed is too fast; it's hard to be silent as before."

The explosive power of steel qi was too strong, and the Flying Swallow Art was only a true qi martial art. Unless he lowered his speed, the movement would be very loud.

After running wildly for more than a quarter of an hour, the towering and majestic Qingyang City appeared in his line of sight, and an aura of time rushed toward him.

This place was originally a small village, the residence of the group of ancestors who first founded the Purple Sun Sect and their disciples. As time developed, the small village became a towering ancient city.

It was built entirely of giant stones, with city walls several zhang high, and the aura of time carried a sense of grandeur, as if a giant beast were crouching here.

The city gate, several zhang wide, was open, with people coming and going.

Most of these people carried knives and swords, their auras sharp; it was rare to see ordinary people who were not martial artists.