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Chapter 895: Chapter 476: Eighth Life: Power Soaring, Body Refining Level 8! (Part 2)

If one lacks sufficient cultivation resources, no matter how good their talent is or how high their comprehension, they would only waste their years in vain.

Although this world follows the Idealist Martial Dao, except for a few eccentrics who can break through with sheer willpower,

most martial artists still need external supplements to compensate for their losses.

The next morning.

At dawn, Lu Yuan hurried to the Alchemy Hall and used more than fifty contribution points he had saved over the years to purchase ten cheap medicinal soups and two bottles of inferior Qi Blood Pills in one go.

He carefully hid these resources back in his residence before returning to the Artifact Refining Hall for chores.

Over the following half month, aside from doing his assigned duties, Lu Yuan spent all his other time practicing the Seven Injuries Fist diligently.

As he immersed himself in intense cultivation, his power rapidly increased at a surprising pace.

In just half a month, he broke through the Fourth Heaven and successfully stepped into the Eighth Layer of Body Refining, reaching the realm of having Qi and blood as vast as the sea and a monstrous strength of ten thousand pounds!

Back mountain of the Cyan Cloud Sect.

Lu Yuan assumed a stance and practiced the Seven Injuries Fist once more.

His entire body surged with Qi and blood, and as he swung his fists, an ear-piercing sonic boom reverberated, leaving trails of afterimages in the air due to his astonishing speed.

With every punch, he could concentrate all his power at a single point; the force was terrifying to the extreme, even causing the air to explode.

Lu Yuan’s punching speed grew faster and faster, until his movements became invisible to the naked eye.

Finally.

He leaped from the ground, delivering a furious punch that struck a tree as thick as two people embracing.

"Boom!"

Where Lu Yuan’s fist hit, the tree was instantly pierced, creating a bowl-sized hole.

The hole was transparent from front to back, as if penetrated by a sharp spear.

This effect was achieved by concentrating all his power at a single point without leaking any strength.

It’s imaginable.

If this punch landed on flesh and blood, it would cause terrifying damage, likely piercing through steel three inches thick!

"A single strike of the Seven Injuries Fist comes with seven kinds of power, enough to instantly destroy all enemies’ vitality."

"Even if a Spiritual Sea Realm martial artist takes my punch head-on, it would likely result in serious injuries!"

Lu Yuan withdrew his fist, nodding in satisfaction.

In this half month, besides breaking through to the Eighth Layer of Body Refining, he also perfected the Seven Injuries Fist.

If combined with his multi-lifetime cultivation experience, he could even challenge a Spiritual Sea Realm martial artist!

"All these years, I’ve been walking on thin ice in the Cyan Cloud Sect, not daring to retaliate even when bullied, fearing expulsion from the sect."

"Now I can finally stand tall, having gained a certain level of self-protection!"

"Besides, judging by the time, Steward Wang’s confinement should be over."

Thinking of Steward Wang, a cold murderous intent flashed in the depths of Lu Yuan’s eyes.

During this period, he had learned that Steward Wang’s backer, Sun Xiao, was an Inner Sect Elder, currently at the sixth layer of the Soul Palace.

However, Sun Xiao had over a hundred disciples under him, so losing Steward Wang might not matter to him.

Previously, Lu Yuan was no match for Steward Wang and had to swallow his pride and act submissively.

But now.

As long as the opportunity arises, Lu Yuan wouldn’t mind erasing him from this world.

"According to the sect rules, reaching the Late Body Refining Stage before the age of twenty qualifies one as an Outer Disciple."

"I am now at the Eighth Layer of Body Refining, finally able to shed the identity of a servant disciple."

Lu Yuan pondered for a moment, turned, and left his residence, heading toward the Inheritance Hall.

The Cyan Cloud Sect covers a vast area, housing nearly ten thousand disciples, with countless palaces and pavilions.

Despite growing up in the sect, Lu Yuan rarely ventured elsewhere due to his low status.

It’s worth mentioning that this was his first time visiting the Inheritance Hall despite having stayed in the Cyan Cloud Sect for such a long time.

After wandering around the sect’s interior for half an hour, he finally saw a grand and ancient hall appear in front of him.

The hall was spacious, with many Outer Disciples in green clothes coming and going.

However, when these Outer Disciples saw Lu Yuan in his linen attire, they all showed disdain, looking down on him.

"Halt!"

"Only Outer Disciples are allowed here; a mere servant disciple like you cannot step in."

Lu Yuan hadn’t even walked into the Inheritance Hall when a green-clothed man sternly shouted.

"Senior Brother, I’m here to be promoted to an Outer Disciple."

Lu Yuan spoke directly, slightly revealing a trace of his aura, causing the green-clad man’s expression to change.

"Eighth Layer of Body Refining? When did a young talent like this appear among the servant disciples?"

Upon seeing Lu Yuan’s youthful face, a hint of surprise flashed in the green-clothed man’s eyes.

His previous cold indifference was instantly replaced by warmth and kindness.

"Ah, so it’s Junior Brother. I apologize for my earlier rudeness; please forgive me."

"This Centennial Blood Ginseng is my apology gift to you."

As he spoke, the green-clad man took out a blood ginseng as long as a baby’s arm from his storage bag and handed it to Lu Yuan with reluctance.

The blood ginseng is valuable; he exchanged it for several hundred contribution points.

He recently broke through to the Spiritual Sea Realm and planned to use it to consolidate his flesh body, but the encounter with Lu Yuan changed things.

The hierarchy in the cultivation realm is strict.

The status of servant disciples is barely better than beasts.

Outer Disciples can freely bully them; even killing a few servants accidentally would only incur minor consequences from the Law Enforcement Hall.

Thus.

The green-clothed man’s earlier attitude toward Lu Yuan was unfriendly.

But upon learning that Lu Yuan was about to be promoted to an Outer Disciple, his attitude changed dramatically, even losing treasures to make amends.

In the Cyan Cloud Sect, only those who become Outer Disciples are considered insiders.

Moreover, Lu Yuan is so young and already at the Eighth Layer of Body Refining.

This signifies a promising talent, potentially advancing further than the green-clothed man in the future!

"There’s no need for such formality between us as fellow disciples."

Lu Yuan spoke while accepting the blood ginseng.

Although the green-clothed man felt a pang of heartache, he also sighed in relief.

Lu Yuan accepting the blood ginseng meant he was willing to let the matter go as if nothing happened.

If he offended a talented young disciple over something trivial, it would surely be detrimental in the long run.

"Senior Brother, I have matters to attend to, so I’ll take my leave. We’ll chat another day when there’s time."

Lu Yuan smiled lightly.

"No worries, Junior Brother, your duties come first."

The green-clothed man immediately stepped aside and cleared a path for Lu Yuan.

Next.

Lu Yuan proceeded smoothly toward the depths of the Inheritance Hall.

As he entered, an elderly voice suddenly came from ahead.

"Solid foundation and abundant Qi and blood, this year’s servant disciples have indeed yielded a good seedling."

Lu Yuan looked up to see an ancient pavilion ahead.

An elderly man with white hair and beard lay lazily on a wicker chair with a wine gourd, surrounded by a strong smell of alcohol.

The elder seemed to have a bleary gaze, yet a sidelong glance would see through Lu Yuan’s entire being.

"Disciple Lu Yuan greets the Elder of Skill Transmission."

Lu Yuan didn’t dare to be careless, immediately saluting with clasped fists.

"Enough, this is your identity token. From now on, you are officially part of the Cyan Cloud Sect and needn’t bother with menial tasks anymore."

The white-haired elder raised a hand, and a token appeared in his grasp with a mere fist closing movement.

He then waved his hand, and the token transformed into flowing light, floating before Lu Yuan, emitting a faint glow.

"The pavilion ahead is the Scripture Pavilion of our Cyan Cloud Sect, housing thousands of martial techniques and cultivation techniques."

"According to sect rules, each newly promoted Outer Disciple is eligible to select one cultivation technique and two mid-grade martial techniques from the first floor of the Scripture Pavilion."

"You have half an hour to make your selections, hurry inside."

The white-haired elder spoke, then casually took a large swig from his gourd, letting out a satisfied burp.

"Thank you for the guidance, Elder."

Lu Yuan saluted with clasped fists and quickly strode into the Scripture Pavilion ahead.