Chapter 250: Golden Body Realm (Beginning of Month, Requesting Base Monthly Votes)

Fang Xing's cultivation in the Martial Dao Golden Core reached its limit after completing the Nine Meridians.

The rest of his time was spent silently refining his foundation and accumulating momentum.

Now that the Interstellar Martial Arts Tournament had ended and all rewards were secured,

it was time to break through to the Golden Body Realm!

The seventh realm of the Martial Dao—Golden Body—is the process of circulating the Martial Dao Golden Core to extract indestructible matter and forge a Martial Dao Golden Body!

Moreover, its combat power equals that of a late-stage Golden Core cultivator in the Immortal Realm, and even a Great Golden Body can crush a full Golden Core cultivator.

Even if the Ten Thousand Methods Ghost Infant remained excluded, Fang Xing's true body alone would be enough to suppress all!

【Sixth Realm: Golden Core (84/84)】

Above the attribute panel, the original realm status blurred instantly as he willed it.

Fang Xing merely attempted slightly—and directly shattered the bottleneck, entering the seventh realm of the Martial Dao!

Within his body, the "Purple Wen Ten Thousand Longevity Golden Core" began to slowly rotate, as if wrapped in a Taiji diagram.

Each rotation emitted tiny golden particles that seeped into his limbs, bones, skin… further refining and elevating a body already at its peak!

"Indestructible matter… refining the Golden Body!"

"For Martial Dao practitioners, the most crucial element is one's own body… even if one has never trained much in hardening arts, by the Golden Body Realm, one is forced to catch up…"

"According to ancient Fan Mon teachings, the Martial Dao Golden Body is the Arhat stage; the Golden Body Realm is the Golden Bodhisattva; reaching the Martial Saint means becoming a Buddha…"

Ancient people had limited horizons—just guessing up to the Martial Saint was already impressive.

Golden light blazed around Fang Xing—it was the perfected "Dragon-Elephant Golden Body Invulnerability Divine Art."

Amidst dragon roars and elephant bellows, he violently compressed his Golden Core, squeezing out indestructible matter, continuously transforming tendons and marrow; the Twelve Meridians acted as "conduits," transporting all indestructible matter throughout his body.

In that instant, Fang Xing's body subtly became semi-transparent.

Then, his skin appeared coated in a layer of gold paint.

Golden Core first rotation!

The gold paint thickened, gradually taking on a faint crimson hue.

As the Golden Core rotated again and again—second, third—various marvels emerged.

A copper-red glow flashed; his skin turned bronze, then purple bronze…

Golden Core fourth rotation!

Fifth rotation!

…

Eventually, a much smaller Purple Wen Golden Core floated and sank within Fang Xing's Lower Dantian sea.

Various lights flickered across his skin, gradually solidifying into a deep crimson-gold hue.

"Worth it—I pushed 'Dragon-Elephant Golden Body Invulnerability Divine Art' to perfect completion… Indeed, after ascending to the Golden Body Realm, the returns were unimaginable."

Fang Xing touched his arm, feeling his seventh-rotation Golden Body: "With this defense, even top-grade magical artifacts struggle to harm me…"

His awareness focused on the attribute panel, immediately seeing a line of text:

【Seventh Realm: Golden Body (Seventh Rotation)】

Indeed, the Golden Body Realm was simple and brutal—only distinctions between first to ninth rotations.

Moreover, Fang Xing's Golden Core foundation was immensely thick, and he had perfected the "Dragon-Elephant Golden Body Invulnerability Divine Art."

Thus, upon breaking through, he immediately achieved seventh-rotation Golden Core, complete Golden Body, and his cultivation surged to a terrifying level.

"In terms of defense, Nascent Soul cultivators below can hardly hurt me…"

"Theoretically, my physique is now sufficient to support ascending to the Martial Saint… but the Martial Saint achieved now would be a weak one, squandering too much potential—wise men avoid this…"

"At least, I must wait until ninth-rotation Golden Core, the flawless Great Golden Body Realm, before breaking through to the Martial Saint—then I'll become a strong Martial Saint and join the Federation's elite…"

Of course, seventh-rotation Golden Body was merely the bare minimum requirement for ascending to the Martial Saint.

To break through, one still needed abundant external conditions, especially rare resources.

After briefly sensing the power of his seventh-rotation Golden Body, Fang Xing eagerly began demonstrating techniques, rapidly familiarizing himself with his new body.

"Veil-Heaven Hand, Five Fingers Mountain…"

He unleashed linked palms, slowly pushing out a simplified version of the Buddha's Divine Palm, leaving the basement in ruins.

"Having watched so many martial duels…"

"And drawing upon the foundation from previously using the Great Sun Buddha's Divine Palm…"

"Now, the simplified third form is ready to emerge…"

Fang Xing slowly circled his palms; his aura rapidly weakened as half his Martial Dao blood qi transformed into magical power.

In that instant, he seemed to have regressed from Golden Bodhisattva back to Arhat Golden Core.

Within Fang Xing, his Golden Core energy and magical power merged seamlessly as one.

This was the trait of the 【Immortal-Martial Practitioner】—Immortal and Martial Convergence!

Allowing Martial Dao blood qi and magical power to coexist without conflict.

"Martial cultivators rely primarily on blood qi… now that I've lost half my blood qi, I still look like a Martial Dao Golden Core…"

"Of course, my blood qi hasn't vanished—it merely exists as magical power, while also maintaining several concealment spells for me…"

Fang Xing decided to conceal his true strength for now.

In a few years, he could reveal it openly—and secure his doctorate by default!

Having spent too long in the ivory tower, Fang Xing genuinely felt Blue Star University was quite good.

He could keep studying all the way to the Martial Saint!

"And… this isn't just concealment—it's a necessary prerequisite for activating the third form!"

The simplified "Buddha's Divine Palm" he developed had its first and second forms as Martial Dao techniques.

The third form, in his original conception, was meant to be a technique of the 【Immortal-Martial Practitioner】.

A technique usable only by the 【Immortal-Martial Practitioner】!

"This third form could be named…"

Fang Xing formed a single hand seal; magical power and Golden Core energy instantly merged, unleashing unimaginable force.

A golden giant palm imprint materialized in midair; where it passed, the ground churned, and a massive palm print—several meters long—suddenly appeared on the wall!

"Immortal-Martial Unified Palm!"

Fang Xing's eyes gleamed: "This wall was specially built for training—made of the highest-grade alloy… to leave a palm print this deep is already impressive."

"In terms of power, perhaps equivalent to a mid-tier rank? And… it can completely transcend close-range combat, enabling ranged attacks!"

"Immortal-Martial Unified Palm!"

This technique was Fang Xing's current summation of all his Martial Dao arts—containing both Martial Dao will and the abilities of "crushing" and "sealing."

He had always believed he could fight Ho Huo Moqing with this move.

But back then, he wasn't yet in the Golden Body Realm and couldn't sustain its use.

Now, after breaking through, he understood it effortlessly.

"Still, this technique needs battlefield testing…"

Fang Xing's eyes gleamed with anticipation: "Perfect—I'll observe the true caliber of the Five Righteous Disciples and Five Demon Heroes in the Linyang Blessed Land…"

…

In the Immortal Realm.

Fang Xing, in seclusion, suddenly heard a distant, melodic guqin tune.

"Is it time?"

He pulled out the Linyang Token and found it wrapped in a radiant white glow—dense, almost solid.

Fang Xing stepped out of his seclusion chamber; Madam Die Rui greeted him: "Friend, you've finally emerged—Meng Xingtong and the others have been waiting a long time…"

"Haha, thanks to your Yin Yuan energy—I've made great progress in my magical power…"

Fang Xing teased, causing Madam Die Rui's cheeks to flush crimson, as shy as a girl in first love.

Undeniably, the woman's childlike face, contrasting with her mature aura, gave Fang Xing a profound shock.

He strolled calmly into the grand hall and saw Meng Meng Xingtong, Meng Meng Xingyu, and Song Song Ningjing already waiting.

"Friend, you've finally emerged. Our family alliance is preparing to journey together to Gui Xu Mountain for mutual support."

Meng Meng Xingtong said.

Facing the ten major Nascent Soul sects of the Righteous and Demon paths, whether hermits or clans, all tended to band together.

"This time, we five form a team. Why not ride this 'Spirit Wind Chariot'?"

Meng Meng Xingyu's eyes flickered; she slapped her storage bag, and a peculiar carriage instantly appeared.

The carriage was large enough to comfortably seat five, lavishly built, with a large "Meng" banner unfurled.

"Excellent!"

Fang Xing obediently boarded the carriage.

Meng Meng Xingyu lightly activated it; the carriage instantly became a streak of light, traveling at incredible speed. In no time, they arrived beneath Gui Xu Mountain.

Here, Fang Xing's Linyang Token glowed fiercely, as if about to fly from his hand.

At the foot of Gui Xu Mountain, countless groups of five cultivators had already gathered.

Some rode atop colossal beast backs; others drank, laughed, and indulged freely in pavilions and towers.

Fang Xing looked toward the hermits and saw Master Tian Chen leading dozens of them, forming a massive formation—strong and formidable.

Among the clans, an ancient guqin of elegant design suppressed their collective fate, matching the hermits' formation and even slightly surpassing it.

Beneath the radiance of spiritual treasures stood numerous cultivators with immortal aura and Daoist grace.

Fang Xing even saw the Heartless Child, who had also secured a spot, standing beside a black-robed elder.

The Heartless Child spotted Fang Xing and smiled at him.

"Damn!"

Meng Meng Xingyu glared at the five figures on the spirit boat, her teeth clenched: "It's the Master Qiao family… I never thought they'd accept the Heartless Child in the end."

"The Master Qiao family?"

Fang Xing's eyes flickered.

"The Master Qiao family was once our Meng family's generations-long in-law house, but relations grew distant since the last generation—only after my sister and I both reached Golden Core did we resume contact… This time, when the Linyang Blessed Land opened, they nearly tricked us and caused us to miss our chance…"

Meng Meng Xingyu quickly explained the matter.

'So, following the idea that the enemy of my enemy is my friend, the Heartless Child went to the Master Qiao family?'

'With that one Soul-Breaking Pill, even if the Master Qiao family had no slot, they'd have squeezed one out, wouldn't they?'

Fang Xing nodded slightly: "This time, not a single Foundation Establishment cultivator has entered the Linyang Blessed Land…"

"With so many Golden Core cultivators in the battlefield, wouldn't a Foundation Establishment cultivator be walking into death?"

Song Song Ningjing said coolly.

"That Jiao Wei Qin is a Spirit Treasure?"

Fang Xing looked again at the Jiao Wei Qin, slightly surprised.

"It's the ancestral Spirit Treasure of the Mu family—already developed rudimentary sentience. As long as enough Spirit Stones or spirit vein energy are supplied, it can deliver several strikes and be reused."

Meng Meng Xingyu transmitted her thoughts via spiritual sense: "The Mu family was once a Nascent Soul clan, with deep roots… But this 'Jiao Wei Qin' was always kept secret—why did they bring it out now? Clearly, the Mu family has grand designs…"

Though Spirit Treasures can launch attacks on their own, they consume their own spiritual essence!

Without a Nascent Soul True Lord continuously nurturing it, such consumption will inevitably cause it to drop in rank.

Thus, it should only be used as a clan's ultimate reserve, ideally activated in tandem with the ancestral formation, using the formation's power to minimize drain.

To take it out now means they're fully committed.