Chapter 36: Flawless Body

Zhang Ding nodded slightly.

He sighed again.

“Actually, reconnaissance infantry duties should be handled by Qi Refining cultivators, but there are too few of them—they’re more valuable on the main battlefield.”

He projected the earlier battle scenes of Hua Bing and others onto a screen the size of a computer, pointing at the image.

“Which positions do you think are best for sniper roles in reconnaissance infantry?”

Jiang Ding shook his head; he had never studied this.

“There are a few basic principles: first, you must stay outside the cultivator’s spiritual sense range—over one hundred and fifty meters from Qi Refining cultivators, over two thousand meters from Foundation Establishment cultivators.”

“Second, choose complex terrain—dense forests, underground, underwater—these all effectively reduce the range and precision of a cultivator’s spiritual sense scans.”

“The same principles apply against Xianmen cultivators.”

Zhang Ding explained: “You’ve noticed that Xianmen cultivators rely on tank-mounted first-grade soldier spirit-particle radar for broad scans, but their precision is low—it only improves significantly when they focus their spell-based radar beams on a specific area.”

“Your job is to make no sudden movements that draw attention, hide and conceal yourself desperately, and wait for the one opportunity to strike with lethal precision.”

He then went on to explain in detail how to select sniper positions and how to use Earth-Travel Talismans, Wood-Travel Talismans, Water-Travel Talismans, and other concealment and escape techniques.

He spoke for about twenty minutes, voice dry and throat parched.

“That’s the gist—record it and study it slowly; if you don’t understand, ask me again.”

“Remember, these are techniques. The most critical things for reconnaissance infantry are your cultivation base and your mastery of the Little Concealment Art.”

Jiang Ding nodded silently.

He found a firing position, meditated on the Little Concealment Art while charging his weapon, the gun barrel’s runes flickering faintly.

Over thirty minutes later.

BOOM!

The deafening explosion shook Jiang Ding back a meter—he had prepared himself and wasn’t hurt, but his shoulder still ached, and his accuracy and efficiency were utterly nonexistent.

Reconnaissance infantry is indeed too difficult—it’s not something someone at this realm should be learning.

Jiang Ding gave up on it, sat cross-legged, and began cultivating from the first primary meridian, the Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian, passing through the Hand Jueyin Pericardium Meridian and the Hand Shaoyin Heart Meridian, steadily nourishing the ten main meridians of the Hand Shaoyin Heart Meridian—he had already completed most of them.

He still needed three-quarters more to complete the ‘Micro Heavenly Cycle,’ about half a month’s worth.

Warming and strengthening ten meridians in two days would be astonishing in many martial worlds, but among Xianmen cultivators, it was still inadequate—far behind true martial geniuses.

With sufficient support from tonic and Qi-enhancing elixirs, they could warm dozens of meridians daily without effort; some even had naturally open meridians that could inherently withstand internal force flow.

Ding ling ding ling!

The class bell rang; Zhang Ding left first, but Jiang Ding and the others still had work to do.

Under Hua Bing’s command, every three tanks formed a tank squad, arranged in a triangular formation spaced a hundred meters apart, advancing toward the school in military formation.

Sun Xiao and the others followed the tanks, holding their rifles, strictly staying behind the tank armor, periodically switching which tank they followed, changing formation according to the temporary commander’s orders, and receiving battlefield spell buffs for defense, offense, and movement.

Jiang Ding had been assigned homework by Zhang Ding—he moved outside the military formation, using the Little Concealment Art to travel.

His reconnaissance camouflage color shifted with the environment; from the outside, he was completely invisible.

“Old Jiang, where are you?”

Li Junhao whispered.

Jiang Ding shared his location via team communication.

“That far?!”

Li Junhao was stunned—he was nearly a kilometer away, and through military drones, they could already detect him approaching the second squad’s training exercise group.

Several second-squad classmates with mid-Qi Refining cultivation frowned but said nothing.

The rest remained completely unaware.

Jiang Ding felt slightly relieved—combined with the top-grade magic artifact reconnaissance camouflage, he could now conceal himself from early-stage Xianmen Qi Refining cultivators, even those amplified by tank-mounted first-grade spirit-particle radar.

Entering the school, under the monitor’s supervision, he stored all weapons in the armory, then went with Li Junhao to the cafeteria for lunch and a nap.

In the afternoon, after two math classes, Jiang Ding went to the cultivation room.

On the knotted root-palm of the banyan tree, a pill with faint purple glimmers stood out prominently, accompanied by a text label.

“Midterm rank: 27th in the entire school; entered top thirty. Daily elixir upgraded to Common-Mid Grade Purple Jade Qi-Generating Pill—three times the efficacy of the previous Canhua Dingqi Pill, with equivalent impurity levels.”

Another classic Xianmen education-system elixir!

High yield, complex refining technique, relatively low cost—not a pill that forcibly boosts cultivation, but one rooted in ‘refining essence into qi,’ strengthening the body to increase internal qi production.

Its overall efficacy matched the ‘Hundred Essence Qi-Generating Pill’ Jiang Ding had commissioned from old ginseng, though it contained minor toxic residues—easily purged under the supervision of the room’s array spirit, strictly following the elixir instructions.

With superior martial aptitude, sufficient effort, and adequate insight, one could grow rapidly on just this daily elixir alone, reaching Qianling University’s minimum entry threshold, without needing family background or luck.

Jiang Ding swallowed the pill; it turned into a warm flow sinking into his dantian.

He drew his sword; blade light flashed, internal force flowing with the light, guided by the array spirit’s computer to nourish and refine his meridians.

He diverted a small amount of internal force to refine the muscles under his armpits, scalp, and intestinal walls—muscle groups difficult to refine at the Body Strengthening stage—with extremely high efficiency.

After days of training, he gradually perfected it.

Crack~

A faint, crisp sound echoed; Jiang Ding sheathed his sword, a smile appearing on his face.

A sense of ease and freedom arose instinctively from his body; closing his eyes, he sensed every muscle, tendon, and skin now connected into a single efficient, precise machine—with no flaws whatsoever.

A qualitative transformation had occurred.

The textbook called this phenomenon the ‘Flawless Body!’

He clenched his fist, feeling the power within—not internal force, but his arm strength had doubled to sixteen hundred kilograms.

With this strength alone, he could match ordinary non-Eagle Nest internal force cultivators without losing.

This was the unique strength of the ‘Eagle Nest Takeoff Art’—it pushed the human body to its absolute limit, crushing all others at the foundation level, with no drawbacks except its terrifying difficulty.

Under the influence of the Flawless Body, internal force flowed, completing the refinement and nourishment of the ten main meridians of the third primary meridian, the Hand Shaoyin Heart Meridian.

Jiang Ding calmed his mind, carefully guiding internal force into the fourth primary meridian, the Hand Yangming Large Intestine Meridian, while expanding and nourishing its ten main meridians.

The cultivation room fell silent.

…

On the bus,

Jiang Ding checked his phone, transferred the 100,000 yuan payment from Caiyun Pharmaceuticals for the Purple Spirit Grass to Lin Wanqiu, kept 55,000 yuan for himself, and sent another red envelope to Jiang Yuan.

Compared to his other discovery, the Purple Spirit Grass was insignificant.

Blue Glow Butterfly, Blue Gold 2413!