Chapter 652: Master Uncle, They're Here!

Another half an hour passed, and Lin Yanqian's body was undergoing an earth‑shattering change.

The Qi that surged from the air into her body no longer merely circled her surface, but began to seep inward along her Meridians. At first it was only thin threads, like tiny streams tentatively flowing over a dry riverbed.

But soon those streams merged into thicker currents, surging, washing, and churning within her Meridians.

She could feel her body undergoing change.

The Meridians she had never noticed were being gradually expanded by that Qi.

At first there was some pain, as if something were drilling into her body, but that pain quickly passed, replaced by a never‑before felt sense of smoothness.

It was like a sewer clogged for years finally being fully cleared; the water rushed past with a splashing roar, washing away all the accumulated silt.

Her Breath deepened; with each inhalation she could feel more Qi surging into her body, flowing along the Meridians to her limbs and bones.

Her heartbeat slowed, but each beat grew stronger, as if using a more efficient method to transport blood throughout her body.

The surface of her skin began to exude some fine, faintly fishy substances, as if impurities from deep within her body were being forced out.

Her dantian was heating up.

The heat was not a scorching burn, but a warm sensation, as if a tiny flame were quietly burning in her lower abdomen.

The Qi flowing into her body converged, spiraled, and compressed at the dantian, becoming increasingly dense and full. She could feel that spot as if something was taking shape.

It was not a solid form, but like a seed rooting and sprouting within her, slowly growing upward.

The words in her Brain seemed to come alive, continuously circulating within her Awareness.

Subconsciously, she followed the description of those words, guiding the Qi in her dantian along a specific Path. At first it was very raw, like a child learning to walk for the First Time, each step cautiously probing.

But soon she found the feeling; the Qi under her guidance became increasingly smooth and natural.

A wind began to surround her.

It was not the outside wind, but a wind emanating from within her, intangible yet truly present.

The wind fluttered her garment's hem, lifted her hair tips, and made the pages on the tea table before her rustle loudly.

Her body floated up, about an inch away from the sofa, the whole of her enveloped by a faint airflow, as if an invisible hand were holding her in midair.

She could feel her muscles and vessels fuller than ever, the Qi surging within them like a riverbed swollen with spring water.

Her spirit was also unprecedentedly clear; the fatigue and drowsiness usually piled up in her Brain were swept away, replaced by a transparent lucidity.

Then, she felt she had broken through something.

It was as if a thin membrane had been pierced, and as if a door that had been closed were pushed open.

A far more powerful Qi surged out of her body, and the Qi that had been flowing in the Meridians instantly became denser.

The warm Qi in her dantian solidified into a slowly rotating vortex, as if it had its own life.

Lin Yanqian slowly opened her eyes.

She realized she was suspended in midair, startled, flailing to steady herself, but the more she struggled the less stable she became, swaying back and forth, nearly falling.

Finally, Jiang Feng extended a hand and gave a gentle lift, a soft force pressing her back onto the sofa.

Lin Yanqian sat on the sofa, panting heavily, looking at her own hands, then at Jiang Feng, her face full of Excitement and disbelief.

She clenched her fist, feeling a faint yet real force surging in her palm.

She stood up, feeling herself considerably lighter, as if a burden had been shed.

She rushed to Jiang Feng's side, her voice carrying an uncontainable Excitement.

"Master, I've broken through! Am I very gifted?"

Jiang Feng did not answer Immediately.

He glanced at the wall clock; from the moment he threw the Jade Seal until now, exactly one hour had passed. From a completely ignorant ordinary person to stepping into Martial Artist First Grade, she had taken only one hour.

Moreover, it was a complete breakthrough with steady Qi and a solid foundation.

At this speed, even when he was young he could not compare.

Jiang Feng's heart indeed trembled a bit, but he showed no expression on his face.

He looked at Lin Yanqian's bright, sparkling eyes, coughed lightly, and spoke calmly.

"It's fairly good, I suppose."

Lin Yanqian heard this assessment, her smile on the face slightly subdued, yet she still looked at him with anticipation.

Jiang Feng continued.

"Practice the technique more these few days; when you reach the Master Realm, I can pass you the Medical Dao. Only at the Master Realm can true Qi be released outward, and the martial Dao can complement the Medical Dao."

Lin Yanqian heard the words Master Realm, and her eyes lit up again.

She nodded vigorously, said nothing more, turned back to the sofa, sat down cross‑legged again, closed her eyes and began to continue cultivating.

The emerald Jade Seal was clenched tightly in her palm, a new Qi surged from her body, beginning a fresh cycle of circulation…

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

During those three days, Lin Yanqian sat on that sofa, neither eating nor drinking, not moving a muscle.

Her body seemed to enter an ultra‑low‑consumption state, Breath became extremely slow, heartbeat became exceedingly long, and she was like a Stone immersed in lake water.

But within that Stone, a fierce transformation was occurring.

The Qi repeatedly washed through her Meridians, each pass widening and toughening them further.

The vortex in her dantian kept expanding, from an initial tiny lump to a Fist‑sized whirlpool, emitting a gentle, steady glow. Her perception was strengthening; even with her eyes closed, she could sense everything within a few meters of Scope…

On the evening of the third day, Lin Yanqian opened her eyes again.

She stood up, moved her body a bit, and her joints emitted crisp clicking sounds.

After three days without food, she felt not the slightest fatigue or hunger; instead, her spirit was fully satiated, as if she had slept for a full three days and three nights.

Her Breath was long and far‑reaching; each inhalation let her feel the faint Spiritual Energy in the air circulating over her body surface.

Her Qi was steady and powerful, already firmly standing at the Martial Artist Ninth Grade level.

Just one step away from Grandmaster.

Jiang Feng leaned on the Chair opposite the sofa, watching Lin Yanqian's spirited, vigorous demeanor, his heart already numbed by shock.

Three days, from ordinary person to Martial Artist Ninth Grade.

At this speed on Kunlun Mountain, it would be enough to make those Elders scramble headlong.

But his face still showed no expression; he simply gazed at her lightly, speaking in a neutral Tone.

"Three days still haven't reached Pre‑Heaven Grandmaster, indicating your talent isn't top‑level; you must keep striving in your cultivation thereafter."

Lin Yanqian heard this, and the Laughter on her face collapsed at once.

She lowered her head, somewhat embarrassed, looking at her own Foot tip, and her voice also dropped a few degrees.

"Master, I'm sorry, my talent is insufficient, causing you worry. Rest assured, I will cultivate properly."

Jiang Feng forced down the smile about to break through his mouth corner, thinking to himself: Foolish children are still easy to deceive.

Given the talent Lin Yanqian has shown these days, if the old man were still here, he'd probably be fighting him for this Disciple.

Just as he was about to say something else, a voice of Lin Zhenshan came from outside the door.

"Lord Jiang, General Qiao has arrived, saying he wishes to see you; he's waiting outside the house."

Jiang Feng's eyebrows twitched slightly.

His spirit stirred, realizing it must be that group from the Ying Kingdom who had come.

He rose from the Chair, and as he passed by Lin Yanqian, he casually said a sentence.

"Come with me; I'll take you out to see the world… a Grandmaster doesn't rely on closed‑door tinkering!"

Lin Yanqian nodded vigorously, then followed Jiang Feng's steps out.

Jiang Feng pushed the door open and walked out.

Under the parasol tree in the courtyard, Qiao Zhenyu stood Standing upright, his expression solemn; when he saw Jiang Feng emerge, he hurried forward to meet him.

"Uncle Master, they have arrived."