Translator:
Strivon
Editor:
Strivon
Qin Fen didn’t feel like explaining the imbalance with his strength and his body’s organs. He hurried entered the gravity chamber after the female soldier opened the door, and he speculated to himself: Was learning to be a cook a quality that a soldier of the Army needed to possess? What was the point of learning this? To be a five-star chef at a hotel after retiring from a military? There was a problem with this man who his older brother knew. The taste of the man’s food wasn’t anything special to speak of. This man would probably get fired the next day if he were to become someone’s cook.
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In the starry space of the dream.
Qin Fen waited for his new teacher to appear. The master of theory had told him last time that today his teacher would be Military Kill Ripper of the martial dao of slaughter. Qin Fen would learn something in line with Butcher’s skills. Perhaps, he would be able to give him a pleasant surprise.
Light and shadow entwined, and the figure who emerged was actually the figure of light, the first person to start guiding him.
The cultivator is at threshold values for breaking through, thus all other combat instruction has been suspended. Everything is now under my control.
Qin Fen shivered from the robotic and cold voice. The figure of light really did appear in a very untimely manner, not appearing earlier nor later, but rather appearing right when Qin Fen entered the gravity chamber to rest.
Qin Fen had yet to forget the early super-intense training from the figure of light. The figure of light hadn’t released him until he made a breakthrough. Would this time be no different?
If so…. Qin Fen felt an incomparable headache coming on. This training wouldn’t be something that he could wake up from in a single day or two. He had just started to learn some special knowledge from his drill instructors. It seemed like that would have to be put on hold for the time being.
Please cultivate the body. Begin self-cultivation.
Qin Fen understood the inflexibility of the figure of light all too well. If he refused to cultivate, the figure of light would force him to engage in cultivation, and it would be very difficult to prevent mishaps from occurring when cultivating in that sort of state
Giving up all thoughts of resisting, Qin Fen consciously started to cultivate the third stage of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art.
Qin Fen discovered something sorrowful the moment he started cultivating. His body was still in the gravity chamber, so the intensity of cultivating in the dream was under the same circumstances as being in the 1.5 times gravity chamber.
After circulating one complete cycle, Qin Fen wearily looked at the figure of light. The figure of light would speak of any mistakes or if it was necessary to continue to circulate another cycle.
Please ask any questions you may have.
The figure of light’s stiff voice resounded.
Qin Fen paused for a few seconds and asked some thoughts he had after the fierce fight with Phoenix.
The Raging Berserker Tide was an extremely explosive method of attacking. This sort of method was incomparably firm and fierce, but it was impossible to maintain for long. How to maintain it for long periods of time was what Qin Fen mulled over after the fight.
The two instances of cultivation in the 1.5 times gravity chamber all went extremely slow. Qin Fen integrated some original ideas to put forth some of his own thoughts.
If I take the true energy of my body as a basis to form a vortex, and I use the rotational force as a turbine to increase the pressure, I should be able to increase the circulation speed of my true energy, right? The only thing is, will there be any harmful effects to my body if I do things this way?
It’s possible, but there are a few limitations. The first: the strength of the body. The second: the precision of control over the force. The third: the endurance for pain.
The figure of light listed off indifferently.
The fourth: it can’t be employed consecutively for long periods of time. The cultivator should follow the sensations of his own body to determine when is the next time he can use this method.
Then I….
Your body’s strength is in line, but the other two items cannot be tested.
Qin Fen’s lips hooked into the arch of a faint smile. The method of turbine cultivation probably existed early on, but in regards to Qin Fen himself, this was a road that he had felt out from his bit of experience and his martial senses.
Please do not waste time, cultivator….
The figure of light began pushing him.
Qin Fen got angry, but he didn’t show it.
The fact that I’m able to think of this means that I can control it.
Qin Fen entered a state of cultivation once more and began to utilize the turbine method. The true energy within his body rotated bit by bit. It rotated, and rotated, the speed growing faster and faster.
With each rotation of the turbine, the generated propulsive force grew stronger and stronger. The circulation speed of true energy, which was as slow as a snail in the past, gradually began to reach the speed of a tortoise. His meridians strengthened along with this circulation speed, while the pain grew accordingly worse as well.
Qin Fen carefully and cautiously controlled the rotation of true energy. The turbine was endlessly sucking in more and more true energy, increasing the rotational speed, the moment it had begun rotating. The revolutions gradually produced a tearing force. If the amount of true energy entering the turbine were to increase, then the meridians would likely be torn alive from the force of rotation.
In this moment, Qin Fen began to understand why the figure of light had said that there was the requirement for precise power control. This method really did require accuracy and precision.
The turbine automatically absorbed true energy to grow stronger, while Qin Fen endlessly extracted true energy from the turbine. In the end, Qin Fen cointrolled the force of the vortex so that it wouldn’t go overboard. At the same time, he also had to control the the circulation of true energy to cycle through his body. His mind reached a most strained state.
Qin Fen utilized the turbine method for a full hour, completing work that would normally take him five hours to do. His entire body was so tired that he fell asleep in the dream.
Cultivator, please engage with a third cycle….
Qin Fen dragged his weary mind and began cultivating his third cycle….
The reveille bugle call resounded through the military camp. The recruits quickly assembled after getting a full night’s sleep.
The Second Squad, First Platoon, Third Company, Second Battalion, Seventy-Fifth Brigade finished assembling rather quickly. Deng Biao saw the two empty spots where Du Peng and Qin Fen ought to be at and poke loudly,
Reporting, Squad Leader! Du Peng and Qin Fen have entered the gravity chambers. They have yet to return through the entire night!
So it’s closed-door cultivation?
Squad Leader Hao pressed down a number on his phone’s keypad, quickly connecting to the phone at the gravity chambers.
What? Du Peng ate breakfast and followed up with self-cultivation? Qin Fen didn’t even eat and is still behind closed-doors? Roger that!
After hanging up the phone, Squad Leader Hao raised his voice and said,
Two of your comrades are in closed-door cultivation! It’s nothing. It’s time to begin training, everyone.
A day’s worth of training ended, and Squad Leader Hao arrived at gravity chambers number four to ask for the situation.
Qin Fen is still in closed-door cultivation? He’s not even eating? Which chamber is he in? The 1.5 times gravity chamber? You lying to me? Show me, I want to see!
The other few people self-cultivating in the 1.5 times gravity chamber had all stopped cultivating by now. They each watched Qin Fen with gazes as if they watched a monster. Had this youngster gone mad? He hadn’t eaten a single bite of food for the entire day. Doesn’t he know hunger? Especially in this place where cultivating consumed the body’s energy to the limit.
Qin Fen’s expression was grave. The military uniform upon his body had long since been soaked with sweat. His breathing was drawn-out yet powerful. No accidents had occurred so far. He just wanted to make his critical breakthrough.
This kid’s crazy!
Squad Leader Hao cursed. No one ever used this sort of method to make a breakthrough. Even in closed-door cultivation, one must eat and rest, making waves and waves of assaults toward the breakthrough. Nobody went at it like Qin Fen, not eating, not drinking, not sleeping, this method of breaking through as if one’s life depended on it.
With waves of worry, Squad Leader Hao could do nothing about this situation. No matter how powerful the expert, when facing a person making a breakthrough, there was no method at all to safely awaken someone using external force where the cultivator wouldn’t suffer any harm at all.
Qin Fen’s in the 1.5 times gravity chamber?
Phoenix’s voice resonated in the hall. She quickly arrived inside the gravity chamber. The first words out of her mouth when she saw Qin Fen in that state were likewise,
So reckless!
She was the same as Squad Leader Hao; waves and waves of worry came over Phoenix, for she was helpless in face of this situation as well.
Let’s wait. Wait until he’s out of strength. He’ll wake up then.
Squad Leader Hao felt very helpless as he said this, and Phoenix could only nod her head for the time being.
The two people guarded Qin Fen in the gravity chamber just like this. They guarded for an entire night, and Qin Fen just sat there for the entire night as well.
His rosy skin. His prolonged breaths. The throbbing of his strong heart. A day and a night had passed without Qin Fen eating, yet not a single sign of physical exhaustion could be seen.
It was such a bizarre situation. Squad Leader Hao and Phoenix were puzzled by it. They made it clear to the female soldier servicing the desk to notify them if Qin Fen were to wake up. They left the place in a hurry, for other soldiers needed training as well.
A day…. Two days…. Three days….
All this time, Qin Fen showed no signs of waking up from his meditative state. Such a bizarre situation completely stupefied the experienced and knowledgeable Squad Leader Hao.
Right now, it looks like this kid Qin Fen is even more of a freak than his freakish older brother!
In the end, Butcher gave out this assessment. Everyone agreed with it.
The fifth day….
The door to the 1.3 times gravity chamber suddenly opened. The female soldier servicing the desk was reading the newspaper in boredom. She raised her head to see who it was, and her eyes immediately lit up. So it was the handsome guy wearing the Neo Taekwondo Daoist uniform.
The female soldier put down the newspaper and looked at the youth with slight surprise.
Park Jong-Hwan of the State of Korea maintained a strict and regular daily schedule these past days in the 1.3 times gravity chamber. He only came out of the gravity chamber for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Normally, he was in the gravity chamber in self-cultivation, seeking a breakthrough.
Today he had come out at a time that wasn’t lunch time nor dinner time. Why did he suddenly exit from closed-doors?
So early today?
The female soldier struggled internaly a bit. She gazed at Park Jong-Hwan with a bit of worry, fearful of being rejected an answer to her question by this man with an ice-cold and proud aura.
Morning.
Park Jong-Hwan response maintained faint manners of niceties, but his tone seeped with a hint of cold pride.
The female soldier, hitting a cold nail, retracted her amiableness from before. She swapped it for a professional tone of inquiry,
Do you need to eat?
As the soldier servicing the gravity chambers, such a question was essential.
No, the nutritious meals here are really disgusting. Remember to tell your superiors to replace whoever makes the food.
A faint wrinkle of displeasure could be seen on Park Jong-Hwan’s forehead. He, who came from a sect family, ate delicious cuisine. This was especially true when he cultivated at the State of Korea’s Martial God’s martial arts gym. He had never eaten food that made one have the urge to vomit before.
You’re talking about the chef?
The chef?
Park Jong-Hwan sneered,
He doesn’t deserve the title of chef. At most he makes food.
The female soldier was long since accustomed to complaints about the chef. She smiled and said,
I will help you with the message, but I hope you won’t be too hopeful. Also, if you don’t eat the nutritious meal, you won’t be able to enter the gravity chamber for a week according to the rules.
I know.
Park Jong-Hwan puffed oout his chest, his eyes flickering with pride.
I already finished my breakthrough. I just need some time to adjust. Only then can I heighten myself. I need time for my body to settle.
