Chapter 49: Martial Dao Seventh Grade, Qi and Blood Condensing Soul

"What is this ghostly thing again!"

On the Spirit Platform, three positions resembling meditation cushions guarded the main body of the Divine Soul.

On these positions, three faint phantoms smiled as they locked eyes with Li Xiang.

One possessed vast Qi and blood, like a god or a demon, indescribably majestic and overbearing.

One was elegant and easygoing, with Qi falling like lotus flowers, eyes filled with the light of wisdom.

The last one was eerily ethereal and transcendent, sitting cross-legged on the position, silently chanting an Immortal Scripture; strange scriptures echoed on the Spirit Platform.

Though the words were unclear, they made one feel the Spirit Platform was clear and bright.

The three phantoms quietly guarded the Divine Soul in this manner.

It was indescribably strange.

Li Xiang always felt that he had seen them somewhere before, but he could not recall where.

Observing their faces, he saw only chaos.

He just felt a sense of familiarity.

Three phantoms, two worlds, one Heavenly Ring.

"Don't you all feel crowded?"

Li Xiang muttered to himself.

Before long, Li Xiang withdrew from the process of introspection.

Having just entered the ranks, prolonged introspection placed significant pressure on his Divine Soul.

By the river.

Li Xiang sat cross-legged gently.

"System, personal panel!"

【Name: Li Xiang】

【Age: 3 years old】

【Comprehension: 10086/99971 (Born Divine)】

【Root Bone: 535+45+45+100 (Qi and Blood like a Dragon)】

【Family Background: 8+??? (Master of the World)】

【Luck: 50+100+??? (Great Karma Entanglement)】

【Realm: Nine Realms of Transcendence (Mayfly of the World)】

"10086?"

He could understand that the shrinkage of his comprehension from ninety thousand to ten thousand was the Heavenly Dao suppressing him; after all, an attribute of thirty thousand was enough to contend with the Dao.

It was no wonder the Heavenly Dao took it seriously.

But...

"Where did the 86 come from?"

"And what is this Great Karma about?"

No one answered him.

The system had no echo.

In the dark, Li Xiang felt that the changes in comprehension and karma must be inseparable from the pile of things on his Spirit Platform.

Looking at the river in front of him.

Li Xiang let out a long breath.

The Qi and blood around his body began to boil gently.

"In any case, in an extraordinary world, strength is always the foundation."

He had eaten a Ginseng Fruit, which had increased his Qi and blood by five hundred points.

Unlike his comprehension, which was too high and suffered from diminishing returns, ending up adding only one point.

These five hundred points were data truly reflected in his body.

It was not a temporary attribute like the Kashaya, but a genuine change in his Root Bone.

The Kashaya was equipment; it only provided attribute bonuses when worn, and once taken off, the attributes would be stripped away.

He still remembered that after putting on the Kashaya, he had shot up to one meter six, and after taking it off, his height had shrunk back.

This feeling always made him think that the Kashaya was the main body, and he was the attachment.

But at this moment, with 500 points of attributes smashed down.

Li Xiang felt that his current Qi and blood power was so thick it was almost becoming substantial.

The Qi and blood in his meridians, like a volcano about to erupt, were nearly boiling.

If not breaking through now, when?

Martial Dao Eighth Grade, Qi and Blood Overflowing.

This stage was still a matter of grinding, tempering the physical body, and condensing Essence Blood.

For the Ninth Grade, one only needed to condense one drop of Essence Blood.

There was no clear boundary between the Eighth and Ninth Grades.

Once one had more than ten drops of Essence Blood and the Qi and blood throughout the body were full, one could be considered Eighth Grade.

Then one could prepare for the next stage, breaking through to the Seventh Grade, condensing Qi and blood into a beast shape, Blood Qi Condensing Soul, and borrowing the power of demons.

Basically, with ten drops of Essence Blood, one could consider breaking through to the Seventh Grade.

Of course, this number was not fixed.

Like the three brothers of the Demon Slaying Division, they had condensed a hundred drops of Essence Blood.

With such a foundation, if they broke through, they would be extremely powerful, holding a great advantage among those of the same rank.

Some sect disciples and aristocratic geniuses would make more preparations, swallowing spirit fruits and changing their constitutions to allow disciples to condense more Essence Blood for the breakthrough.

The last three grades were the Foundation Establishment stage, where Qi and blood were condensed and the body was tempered.

The middle three grades were the Intent Clarification stage, where Martial Dao reached divinity and fist intent soared to the sky.

The top three grades were the Heavenly Phenomenon stage, capable of moving mountains and overturning seas, like gods and demons.

Immortal Dao and Confucian Dao, although slightly different, were roughly similar.

These last three grades were all times for tempering the foundation; once the foundation was not solid, it would be difficult to reach the peak of the Dao later.

Therefore, if possible, one generally had to temper as much as possible to build a peerless foundation.

By the river.

Li Xiang sat quietly, his Qi and blood vast.

At this moment, he was continuously condensing his boiling Qi and blood into drops of Essence Blood.

On his tall and thin body, drops of Essence Blood rampaged through his meridians like flood dragons.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a hundred red dragons had condensed.

A heat wave steamed up, and even the nearby river water swayed gently.

"It seems, it has only just begun?"

Li Xiang did not feel any pressure.

Martial Dao was a contest of family background and comprehension.

He had no need to worry about his comprehension.

As for his background, he had just eaten a Ginseng Fruit, and his Qi and blood were boiling like crazy.

It seemed that his upper limit was far more than this.

Closing his eyes, he continued to condense Essence Blood.

He also wanted to see where his limit truly lay.

Hum!

With a powerful roar, the Dantian Qi Sea began to swallow the Qi and blood in the meridians like a vicious beast, then fed back drops of thick Essence Blood.

Two hundred drops...

Three hundred drops...

Six hundred drops...

Nine hundred drops...

Before long, nine hundred drops of Essence Blood were already filling his meridians.

Sitting by the water, Li Xiang's form kept expanding; the originally tall and thin youth suddenly became like a glaring Ming King, and the vast Qi and blood even steamed the nearby Zhuori Flower until it withered.

Nine hundred drops of Essence Blood condensed.

Li Xiang felt that even if the entire Demon Slaying Division of Chiyang County came to trouble him, they probably wouldn't be his match.

With a flip of his hand, he could suppress everything.

This was absolute confidence in his own strength.

Nine hundred drops of Essence Blood; even for the Seventh Grade Lu Jianxing, compared to this, it was like the moon compared to a firefly, difficult to compete with the bright moon.

However, Li Xiang felt that he could still go a step further.

Even though nine hundred drops of Essence Blood were churning in his body and his meridians were a bit strained, with his terrifying control, he could still try a bit more.

After all, his physical body had not reached its limit, and in the Foundation Establishment stage, it was best to strive for the strongest possible.

Essence Blood condensed, Qi and blood steamed.

Nine hundred ten, nine hundred thirty...

Li Xiang's condensation speed was no longer as fast as it was at the beginning.

After all, he had to devote a large part of his energy to coordinating the Essence Blood in his body to prevent his Qi and blood from exploding and failing.

Two hours later, dense red dragons appeared on his body.

Even a portion of his Qi and blood power was about to break out of his body.

Looking at the nine hundred ninety-nine drops of Essence Blood in his body, just one short of a thousand.

Li Xiang could feel that a thousand drops seemed to be the limit of this physical body.

Any more, and his body would fester and collapse.

After all, this was a human body.

The Human Race had never been a race with a strong physical body.

At this moment, Li Xiang suddenly had an urge.

An urge to let go of control, let the Qi and blood surge out, and condense into a shape.

This was because his Qi and blood were vast to the extreme, and he had to prepare to break through to the Seventh Grade.

Seventh Grade, Blood Qi Condensing Soul, condensing one's own vast Qi and blood into a beast shape between heaven and earth, then merging it into oneself to borrow the power of demons.

Demons had strong physical bodies; by learning from demons, one could temper one's own body to be as strong as a demon's.

This was the fundamental Dao that the Human Race had used to fight the ten thousand races in ancient times and seize the position of the protagonist of heaven and earth.

Although the Human Race had a weak physical body, if they practiced Martial Dao, condensed Qi and blood into a soul, and borrowed the power of demons, they could still roam between heaven and earth.

Even later, if one could seize the Essence Blood of these demons and incorporate it into oneself, the physical body could go a step further.

Each sect had its own inheritance, teaching disciples how to condense Essence Blood.

The Holy Land's Son of God had an inheritance and could condense the body of an ancient god or demon.

Those slightly worse, like sect disciples and imperial officials, could condense the true body of a Great Demon.

Those even worse, commoners and martial arts masters, could only truly learn from heaven and earth, condensing into the shape of ordinary demon beasts or wild beasts.

As such, the combat power was naturally vastly different.

He had not yet decided what to condense his Essence Blood into, so he did not choose to condense the last drop of Essence Blood to break through.

He had not seen any unique gods, demons, or Great Demons; the only thing he had seen was the Yinglong that Su Qin had condensed using Haoran Qi.

Light flickered in his hand, and a feather appeared.

This was the feather Su Qin had seized from the Mysterious Bird, and it contained the aura of the Mysterious Bird.

"Perhaps, I can deduce the bloodline of the Mysterious Bird based on this wisp of aura?"

A Mysterious Bird that could cultivate to the First Grade must have an extremely strong physical body.

Condensing the soul of the Mysterious Bird would be quite good.

In the later stages of Martial Dao, there would be a time for Fish Leaping Over the Dragon Gate, and his current foundation could be changed later.

Li Xiang felt it was feasible, so he began to deduce.

With his high comprehension, borrowing this feather, a huge Mysterious Bird was gradually being constructed in his mind.

Its shape resembled a swallow, its body was black and vigorous, its momentum was aggressive, and it seemed to have the power to swallow heaven and earth.

Although this shape was rough, it also exuded a terrifying aura.

It was enough for him to condense his blood Qi.

Since Su Qin had already beaten it up once.

Later, he could ask Su Qin to find this Mysterious Bird again and "borrow" a few drops of Essence Blood; he thought the Mysterious Bird shouldn't mind.

Immediately.

Li Xiang closed his eyes.

He began to prepare to condense the last drop of Essence Blood to break through.

Tonight, he would break through two grades in a row, directly entering the Martial Dao Seventh Grade.

Qi and blood surged, and an invisible momentum emerged from Li Xiang.

The terrifying Qi and blood made the river water begin to roll.

A thousand drops of Essence Blood were rare throughout the ages.

The human physical body was weak; a hundred drops of Essence Blood was a major barrier, and three hundred drops was the limit.

Even the Martial Dao Saint who suppressed mountains and rivers in legend had only condensed five hundred drops of Essence Blood.

A thousand drops of Essence Blood could only be possessed by some gods and demons in ancient times.

With such a foundation, his future prospects would be limitless.

Li Xiang did not know these secrets and silently prepared to use the Essence Blood to condense into shape.

However, the moment he used the Essence Blood, his expression suddenly changed drastically.

"This is?!"

The thousand drops of Essence Blood did not condense into the Mysterious Bird according to his will.

Instead, they rose eerily on their own, slowly condensing into a phantom behind him.

It was in human form, with vast Qi and blood.

And it was at this moment.

On Li Xiang's Spirit Platform.

On the position constructed by the Qi and blood patterns, a phantom.

Gently opened its eyes.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 50 =====