Body Tempering Pill—self-explanatory: tempers the physique.
Even creator Ni Yu didn’t fully grasp its effects; she followed Lu’s recipe.
She knew only: far harder than Qi Gathering Pills.
Much effort for three.
Treasured them.
Not ungrateful—Jing Yue blocked her pill tribulation, so first pill his.
Tester’s due.
Remaining two? Saved for Young Master’s return—merit claim.
Thus, Jing Yue swallowing became the focus.
Even Ning Zhao in source feedback was surprised, curious.
What did Ni Yu’s labored pill do?
Jing Yue felt only pain.
Yes.
Had Ni Yu not thrown it, he’d suspect poison.
No melt-in-mouth.
Bit—crunch like candy.
Swallowed.
Soon, stomach a furnace—scorching, radiating heat.
He roared low.
Bones like metal in forge, hammered.
Like Gongshu Yu beating ore.
Boom!
Knelt; skin crimson, steaming.
Heat waves rolled.
Roared; wanted to dig it out.
Long-absent evasion surged.
Crowds watched.
Heart ached—poison’s price?
Drew Jing Tian Sword, planted ground; body shook.
Sweat seeped, soaked clothes.
Then—black impurities oozed.
All stunned.
What?
This painful?
Jing Yue gripped sword, bolted island—into lake.
Slashed repeatedly, venting.
At first, ignored.
But…
Overlord, Sima Qingshan, Tang Yimo saw.
Sword power grew!
Faint dragon roars.
Spine like dragon…
Jing Yue gained Heavenly Lock qualification?!
Ning Zhao in feedback shocked.
He was far from breakthrough.
One pill—qualification.
Many pondered—eyes lit.
Even greed, awe.
Body Tempering: tempers flesh; Heavenly Lock needs strong body, tempers spine.
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Pill aids Lock impact.
Instant recognition: precious.
No wonder pill tribulation!
Lock impact hard—talent, will needed.
Now—shortcut!
One pill: temper body, charge Lock!
Pop pills to Lock—exhilarating.
Pure pills? Dream. Aid; talent key.
Boom!
Jing Yue suppressed—no tribulation; knew insufficient.
Hold.
Consolidate, strengthen—then cross.
Overlord, Tang Yimo eyed Ni Yu hotly.
Hotter than others—their foundations solid; pill could ease Lock.
Overlord strode waves.
To Ni Yu.
“Master Ni, sell the two?”
Asked.
Ni Yu: alchemist master. Mere maid—but for pills, polite.
Sword flash.
Jing Yue descended—reborn—before Overlord.
Swept Jing Tian; lake split, unhealing.
Overlord halted.
Ni Yu hid pills.
“No sell—wait Young Master.”
Sell?
Short cash? Young Master let her buy herbs freely.
Overlord regretted—no force.
No right.
Baiyujing—absent Young Master, Lock Ning Zhao suppressed him.
Turned, back to pavilion—books.
But couldn’t focus.
Lost—surpassed.
Mo Beike held scroll, bags twitched.
Eyed island—sighed.
Baiyujing outpaced Daxuan Academy.
No more reading—many on cultivation methods.
Important, but…
Cared for academy ideology.
Boat to island.
Found Ni Yu.
Sleeves up, bowed.
“Master Ni.”
Wary—bad old man.
Remembered Yin-Yang impostor nearly killed Young Master.
“Not for pills…”
Smiled.
“Seek your alchemy insights. Daxuan head—spread to future generations.”
“Alchemy spreads—you, sage master!”
Serious.
Ni Yu dizzy.
Sage Ni?
Sounded… good?
Mo Beike smiled—to Jing Yue, Gongshu Yu…
“Academy new—cultivation base. True prosperity: diverse—alchemy, arrays, forging…”
“Young Master wants prosperity.”
To all top talents.
Invite as instructors—elevate academy.
“No… praise no.”
“Wait Young Master.”
Snapped from sage lure.
Mo Beike smiled—no rush.
Then…
Lake rippled.
Lu Changkong boated, hands clasped—talked Mo Beike.
Dig son’s corner? Stop.
Overlord glanced—no care.
Xiliang vs. Daxuan bet on.
Fancy stuff—beat battle-born Xiang clan?
...
Tianyuan Peak.
Air oppressed.
Du Longyang incredulous—Lu rising from Thousand Blades.
Vast aura spread.
Remembered first meet.
Lu as Tianxu—rose to demon!
Now again.
Rise as Demon Lord.
Lu black robes whipped; qi turned demonic.
Kutu white robes—source orb surged power, supporting.
Transformation incomplete—needed Lu’s power to break Infant shackles.
Far…
Du, Empress retreated fast.
Gold Core now—no match; instant death.
Temporary fall—time, energy: restore peak.
Now—watch.
Tianyuan fate in outsider hands.
“Strong!”
Du said.
Ye Shoudao nodded.
“Weird… thought wheelchair pose like Tianxu. Now—suppressant.”
Ye said.
Tianxu unhappy.
“Pose? Style! Gold Core bearers—status symbol!”
Pale flush, glared.
Ye cold smile—ignored.
“Suppress physique…”
Du said.
“Physique?”
Empress curious.
“Yes, Martial Emperor records: geniuses born different—cultivation prodigies.”
“Superhuman body, qi sense acute—cultivation physique.”
Du said.
“Ye, remember that woman…”
Ye fluctuated—nodded.
“Vine Demon Body—fast, gifted. Shunned as demon.”
Du inhaled.
“Young Master Lu—mysterious physique. High Martial all have.”
Empress et al. enlightened.
Watched battle.
Not optimistic.
Kutu absorbed peaks, still siphoning source—beyond normal.
Peak them combined—couldn’t.
Lu win?
Unsure.
“Special physique…”
Kutu palms together, narrowed—eyed Lu.
More sure High Martial backed.
Avoided at first.
Now—fight to death.
Lu’s power—bonus.
His physique—stronger in High Martial Buddha Realm!
Lu neck twist—demonic qi whirlwind.
Great demon—evil face, black robes oppressive.
Fist clenched, corner up—wicked smile.
Toe void tap.
Myriad silver blades followed.
Boom!
Blades: silver-black lotus.
Thunder bloomed.
Thunder Movement!
Instant beside Kutu.
Kutu gentle smile.
“Special or not—gap remains.”
Sensed Lu weak.
Palm light.
Demon Lu fist met palm—waves rolled.
Kutu eyes fluctuated—odd…
Couldn’t pinpoint.
Lu strange.
Black thunder wrapped.
Kutu moved.
White streak.
Lu thunder—black.
White black clashed; explosions…
Level stunned Du, Empress.
Fallen—couldn’t track.
Only air fluctuations!
Lu’s chair blades, Phoenix Swords—lagged.
Boom!
Both flung.
Demon Lu robes whipped—raised hand.
Boom boom!
Thousand Blades reshaped per will.
Three Phoenix: axe handle.
Myriad silver: blade—great axe.
Demonic dye—world-splitting aura.
As axe formed…
Lake Center Island.
Reading Overlord heart jolted.
Boom!
Hammer to chest.
Vision shifted.
Demonic figure.
“Demon Lord!”
Pupils shrank.
Knelt before demon, shed body…
Now again.
Hum…
Demon Lord axe—like splitting heavens.
Impacted mind.
Fleeting.
Overlord lost.
Demon Lu unaware—axe at Kutu.
Kutu palms—angry.
Bells rang.
Wrathful Vajra!
Golden Buddha giant around.
Demon axe demonic qi hammered—clangs.
“Can’t break ‘Wrathful Vajra’…”
Kutu calm in defense—eyed black-robed Lu.
Admitted: aura weak, battle unexpected.
“Eager for your infant…”
“Demon Buddha one; Buddha demon thought, demon Buddha thought…”
“Your infant compatible.”
Anticipated.
Demon Lu whipped.
One hand axe.
Corner up—disdain.
“Infant? Trash… don’t need.”
Kutu blinked—confused.
Words fell.
Pupil black flash.
Palm: “神魔血” drop.
“Indestructible Demonic Body.”
Crushed!
Aura skyrocketed.
Demonic whirlwind.
Body seemed taller.
Blood-fueled—awakened full power.
Axe thrown.
Void exploded—myriad silver, three flame Phoenix…
Clang stacked.
Silver-black giant fist.
Demon Lu raised fist.
Chair-fist followed.
Calm punch at Vajra.
Void fist smashed!
Kutu palms, robes whipped—chant.
Golden Vajra Buddha light.
Boom!
But…
Blood-crush punch.
Buddha-light Vajra face—exploded!
Calm Kutu—no more.
“Impossible?!”
