Chapter 92

"It's Xiao Tao and A-Miao!"

Fang Huiyi came out of the kitchen to greet them.

"Auntie, I'm here to help!"

Seeing this, Jiang Miaoyin took the initiative to walk into the kitchen to help.

"No need, you're both guests; I can handle it alone," Fang Huiyi refused.

But she couldn't resist Jiang Miaoyin, so the two of them prepared dinner together.

"Cousin Qi, your house is still the most comfortable!"

Jiang Tao didn't stand on ceremony and plopped down on the sofa, picking up a clean apple to eat.

"Did your relatives come looking for you?" Lin Qi asked suddenly.

Jiang Tao said with disdain: "What relatives? They're all strangers I don't know how far removed from."

"When my parents passed away when I was little, they didn't have any reaction at all, fearing I would go to ask them for help."

"Now that they see I'm awesome, they're fawning over me again; it's disgusting."

Lin Qi expressed understanding and felt quite sympathetic toward Jiang Tao; his family didn't have this annoyance.

6:00 PM

After dinner, Lin Qi, Jiang Tao, and Jiang Miaoyin hailed a private car to head to the Chiqiong Martial Arts Mansion.

"It's only the first day of Spring Festival, and we're heading to the martial arts mansion to train; we're the only ones, right?" Jiang Tao shook his head.

"Brother, we can't give up training during the holidays."

"I've fallen too far behind; I must make up for it," Jiang Miaoyin said seriously.

Lin Qi looked at Jiang Miaoyin; compared to a few months ago, she now had a rosy complexion, and her height had grown from 1.5 meters to 1.65 meters.

She would continue to grow in the future; 1.7 meters wouldn't be a problem.

Her body was full of Qi-blood, her eyes were bright, and she radiated strong youthful vitality.

"A-Miao's talent isn't any worse than mine; she's already ranked in the top hundred in her grade. With enough resources before the third year of high school, she can definitely break into the top ten," Jiang Tao said proudly.

"That goes without saying!" Jiang Miaoyin shook her head proudly.

Watching this scene, Lin Qi also revealed a smile.

Not long after, the three arrived at the Chiqiong Martial Arts Mansion.

It was the first day of Spring Festival, so most of the staff at the martial arts mansion were on holiday; it was quiet and empty.

The three separated, and Lin Qi entered his own martial arts room.

"Master, welcome back!"

"Happy Spring Festival!"

Inside the martial arts room, the lights came on, light and shadow converged, and Xiao Chan, wearing a red cheongsam, was projected out; her hair was styled in buns, making her look playful and cute.

"Xiao Chan, Happy Spring Festival!"

"This is your red envelope, although you might not need it!"

Lin Qi took out a red envelope and placed it on the table, with the cover written: For Xiao Chan!

"Thank you, Master!" Xiao Chan smiled and thanked him.

Lin Qi nodded with satisfaction, began changing into his martial arts uniform, took an energy supplement, and applied red-blood ointment all over his body.

He officially started today's training.

His gaze fell on the panel.

【Fusion Rate: 9.9%】

Having rested for a day, martial arts training could not stop.

The template fusion rate had reached 9.9%; he had a premonition that he would break through today.

He glanced at the cabinet, where functional drinks, compressed biscuits, and cold pre-made nutritional meals were all prepared.

He was just waiting for the fusion rate to break through.

"Hoo~"

He exhaled a puff of white air and began standing in the stance; his body gradually heated up, becoming increasingly scorching, and after a few seconds, it was like being burned by flames.

He adjusted his breathing, his mind constantly recalling the key points of the Hunyuan Stance.

This stance technique had long since been practiced to Great Completion by him; every movement was extremely standard, like a textbook.

Even the founder of the stance technique might not necessarily stand as standardly as he did.

Qi-blood surged, following the blood into the limbs and bones of his body, into every inch of muscle.

Slowly, he tempered the subtle muscle groups throughout his body.

Lin Qi could clearly feel that he was now very close to the Second Realm of Flesh Refining.

An hour later, he finished the stance training, rested for a moment, and began practicing the Five-Form Fist!

"Bang, bang, bang!!"

Starting from the Tiger Form, to the Crane, Snake, Dragon, and Ape forms. As the fist technique was unleashed, muscles exerted force in violent movement, power exploded, the air vibrated, and fierce winds were stirred up amidst his leaps and shifts.

Power circulated, every muscle was set in motion, and in the scorching environment, he tempered himself crazily.

Another two hours passed.

【Through diligent training, you have gained new insights into the Five-Form Fist, Fist Technique +3%】

【Fist Technique: Stage Two 28% → 31%】

【You have completed an effective training session, Template Fusion Rate +0.1%】

【Template: Erlang Zhenjun · Yang Jian】

【Fusion Rate: 9.9% → 10%】

Lin Qi stopped his fists and collected his stance, while sweat slid down his chest, constantly dripping onto the floor, leaving a small puddle.

Seeing the template fusion rate reach 10%, his expression remained calm; he walked to the side, picked up a bottle of functional drink, and drank it in one gulp.

!

Immediately, he took out a clean towel, rolled it into a ball, and bit down on it.

"Xiao Chan, don't move no matter what happens later."

"Okay, Master!" Xiao Chan nodded.

So Lin Qi took a deep breath and waited quietly.

"Boom!!"

Suddenly, Lin Qi's consciousness returned to the void of the consciousness space.

The dead-silent golden tattered banner shook, and an invisible, mysterious force shot out.

Lin Qi came to his senses, only feeling a cool breath injecting into his body from an unknown space.

In an instant, it surged into every corner of his body.

"Crack!"

"Hmph!"

Lin Qi let out a muffled groan; his body emitted a cracking sound, and a bone in his body instantly shattered.

This seemed like a signal; the next moment, his body erupted with continuous crisp sounds.

"Ah!!"

Intense pain surged into his heart, stimulating his nerves; Lin Qi's eyes widened, bloodshot.

The bones in his body were constantly shattering—not just one, but countless at the same time.

Pain! Too painful!

This transformation was several times more painful than when the fusion rate was at 5%.

Lin Qi couldn't stand at all; he collapsed on the soft mat, biting the towel, grabbing the sphere, and struggling violently.

Every bone in his body felt as if it were being thoroughly smashed by a heavy hammer, then healing again, constantly repeating this process.

Not only that, the tendons in his hands, feet, and every tendon in his body felt as if they were being instantly severed by a small knife.

Healing, then being severed again—it was always this process; in the process of healing, all the tendons in his body underwent a transformation, becoming tougher.

The bones were the same; in the process of breaking and reshaping, the bone framework was constantly optimized, becoming thicker and harder, increasing density and raising the upper limit.

Besides this, other parts also underwent minor mutations, but the focus was on the tendons and bones.

"Boom!!"

"Crack!"

"Hoo~"

The dual pain made Lin Qi wish he were dead; various sounds constantly emitted from his body, and sweat poured down like rain.

"Ah!!"

In the quiet martial arts room, only Lin Qi's painful, beast-like wails could be heard.

The projected Xiao Chan could only watch Lin Qi endure the pain, unable to do anything.

Because she had to obey Master Lin Qi's instructions: do nothing.

Lin Qi accepted the transformation of his body in pain; he didn't know how much time had passed, and his consciousness became blurred.

There was only one thought in his mind: Persist!!

Persist until the transformation is complete!

In his blur, Lin Qi fell into a deep sleep.

Two hours later!

In the silent martial arts room, Lin Qi slowly opened his eyes, looked at the bright white lights on the ceiling, felt relieved, and was dazed.

"Finally over!"

His gaze immediately fell on the panel on his pupils.

He wanted to know what new talent he had gained from the 10% fusion rate.

(End of chapter)