CHAPTER 481: CHAPTER 480: CONSTITUTION_1

"Is this what you call ’just right’?"

Ling Chen had barely managed to withstand a storm. He already felt stiffness in his limbs, a chill permeating his body, and his True Qi seemed on the verge of freezing.

"What’s the rush? You haven’t reached your limit yet. It is only at the limit that the human body can unleash its true potential," the Human Emperor said leisurely.

Hearing this, Ling Chen suppressed the impulse to flee the valley, a sharp glint appearing in his eyes. If so, it’s success or death! Let’s see just how ferocious this Demon Gang Windstorm can be!

WHOOSH...

Just a moment passed, and another violent storm was brewing, sweeping directly towards him.

As he was engulfed by the gang wind, Ling Chen’s aura abruptly surged, and a dragon shadow burst forth from his body, shielding his surroundings.

THUD THUD THUD!

Wind blades, like raindrops, pelted Ling Chen’s body, immediately piercing holes. Even Ling Chen’s dragon blood body couldn’t withstand such an impact and trembled continuously.

The skin on Ling Chen’s body was ripped apart. Blood, barely having flowed out, froze and solidified instantly.

After being pummeled like this five or six times, Ling Chen felt his body growing numb; he feared the flesh in many places was already necrotic.

I can’t go on. I need to rest a bit before I can continue to cultivate. Ling Chen planned to withdraw from the valley.

"You can’t retreat now," the Human Emperor’s voice sounded again. "Look, a huge vortex of wind is approaching over there, seeming as if it will tear the sky and extinguish the earth! If you can withstand this gang wind and survive the tempering, your flesh body will definitely achieve a major breakthrough."

Ling Chen hesitated for a moment and decided to try. However, as the turbulent vortex of wind neared, he abruptly changed his mind.

"Only a fool would believe you!"

Ling Chen stamped his foot, his body flying backward as he prepared to leave the valley.

"Kid, you’re far too cowardly. No matter what, you have the Divine Dragon Jade protecting your body. What could possibly happen to you? Would I actually stand by and watch you die in this storm?" the Human Emperor said, shaking his head.

"I’m going all out!"

Ling Chen pushed his True Qi to its absolute limit, a barrier of it forming around him like a fortress.

WHOOSH WHOOSH!

The fierce storm swept over, completely crushing Ling Chen’s Protective True Qi. Instantly, fine bloodstains appeared on his skin, and his entire body contorted as if about to shatter.

Ling Chen had a chilling premonition that in the next moment, this gang wind would tear him to shreds.

"Kid, alas, your half-baked dragon blood physique desperately needs a proper opportunity to improve."

The Human Emperor seemed to sigh. He then appeared behind Ling Chen, and the raging gang winds around him automatically dissipated, unable to harm him in the slightest.

With a flick of his two fingers, he extracted a wisp of Energy from the Void, condensing it at his fingertips. Then, with a pointing gesture, that wisp of Energy shot out like a meteor.

In the blink of an eye, the wisp of Energy accurately struck the Divine Dragon Jade on Ling Chen, vanishing into it.

BUZZ!

Upon receiving the Energy infusion, the Divine Dragon Jade abruptly glowed, releasing a blood-red Barrier that enveloped Ling Chen’s body.

Strands of crimson light, seemingly possessing Life Force, adhered to Ling Chen’s skin upon appearing, dispelling the cold aura from his body wherever they passed.

Once the cold aura was eliminated, only pure Energy remained. This Energy clung to Ling Chen’s body, transforming him into a figure drenched in blood.

The world darkened. Within the valley, a bloody luminescence flickered in the Darkness. Grey-black winds converged, their sharp gusts like knives, carving countless marks onto Ling Chen’s body.

As these scars gradually multiplied, a crimson tinge began to seep out. Blood flowed, eventually freezing into a layer of blood ice that solidified on Ling Chen’s body.

The Demonic Wind raged throughout the night. Ling Chen sat motionless on a Rock, enduring the wind’s tempering.

From a distance, Ling Chen’s body was riddled with wounds, no patch of skin unharmed, as if he had suffered death by a thousand cuts.

CRACK!

As morning sunlight touched it, fissures spiderwebbed across the blood ice, causing it to quickly slide off. With its removal, a jade-like luster slowly emerged.

The blood ice fell away swiftly, revealing a naked, jade-like figure seated on the Rock. Bathed in sunlight, his skin reflected a dazzling luster.

"PHEW..."

Ling Chen exhaled a breath tinged with blood, then gradually opened his tightly closed eyes.

When he opened his eyes, an astonishing sight greeted them: a cold glint, like a distant star, flashed within his pupils. Amidst the coldness was an unyielding resolve.

Ling Chen felt his body had become significantly stronger. Now, through the power of the Divine Dragon Jade, he had absorbed a great deal of Energy from the Demon Gang Windstorm. As a result, not only had his True Qi been tempered, but his flesh body had also improved immensely.

Ling Chen clenched his fists, feeling the potent strength coursing through his muscles. A satisfied smile touched his lips. Although his Cultivation remained at the Grand Master Fourth Realm, not yet breaking through to the Fifth Level, his combat power had significantly increased.

He had previously absorbed the Blood Refining Old Demon’s power and now a significant amount of Demonic Energy. An ordinary person would have already broken through with such gains. However, for Ling Chen, the difficulty of cultivating was several times greater. Furthermore, due to the Blood Refining Old Demon’s Cultivation Technique, the amount of True Qi he could absorb was limited. Had it been a Swordsman of the same Cultivation level, the effect might have doubled.

"Boy, I’ve told you before that Yin Wind Valley is the most rudimentary of places. Look at your inexperienced self! In the future, when you go elsewhere, don’t you dare say you’re my Disciple. I can’t afford to lose face like that."

The Human Emperor’s tone clearly conveyed his extreme dissatisfaction with Ling Chen’s unimpressive performance.

"I understand. You are the renowned Human Emperor, and I, your Disciple, am merely a minor Grand Master. It is indeed shameful," Ling Chen nodded earnestly. "Therefore, could you perhaps intensify my training and guide me to the Sky Apex Realm sooner? That way, I can proudly declare myself the Human Emperor’s final Disciple."

"You want to claim to be my Disciple just by reaching the mere Sky Apex Realm?"

The Human Emperor was full of contempt. "Absolutely not! The least accomplished Disciple I’ve accepted reached the Saint Path Fourth Heavy Sky. You? You’re nowhere near the Sky Apex Realm and you want to claim to be my Disciple? Utterly unacceptable! Besides, you still have a vast distance to cover to even reach the Sky Apex Realm. Boy, your journey is long."