"Wait!"
Ling Shicheng said coldly, "Ling Tian and Chu Ningshi will go to the Heavenly God Academy. On that day, the Heavenly Son of the Heavenly Son Faction will take a liking to Ling Tian. As long as Ling Tian goes to the Heavenly God Academy and gets the Heavenly Son to secretly make a move against Qin Shan, then we can also make our move here."
"Furthermore, once Ling Tian advances to the Spirit Sea realm with the help of that Heavenly Son, killing Qin Shan will be no problem. By then, we won't fear Qin Shan's revenge and can act with peace of mind!"
"Alright then, let that brat Qin Ning live for a few more days!"
Chu Shanhe said coldly, "If we don't eliminate that brat, the hatred in my heart will never dissipate!"
At this moment, the three clan elders were secretly accumulating their strength. The Qin family must be eradicated, and Qin Ning must die!
At this time, Qin Ning had returned to his small courtyard. The noisy day had finally quieted down.
Taking a breath, Qin Ning looked at his body.
The Wind God Pearl was also quietly still in his mind at this moment, showing no activity whatsoever.
Qin Ning muttered to himself, "The spiritual energy within my body, limbs, and five internal organs has not yet fully integrated. Perhaps I can still advance further!"
Sitting calmly on the ground, Qin Ning meditated in silence.
He had now reached the fourth gate of the Shangmen realm. To advance further, he needed to use spiritual energy to strike the acupoints of the six fu organs. Once the six fu organs and five zang organs were completely unblocked by spiritual energy, they would become like walls of bronze and iron.
With his limbs and six fu and five zang organs unblocked, and having reached the fifth gate of the Dumen realm, he would then be able to release spiritual energy.
At this moment, Qin Ning was continuously mobilizing the spiritual energy in his body, painstakingly pushing it towards various acupoints in his six fu and five zang organs.
Time passed little by little. By midnight, Qin Ning suddenly opened his eyes.
"The fifth gate of the Dumen realm! My limbs, six fu organs, and five zang organs have all transformed, becoming stable and firm!"
He swung out a palm, and a surge of increased power suddenly appeared.
However, this time his strength only increased from forty horsepower to fifty horsepower.
This time, unblocking the six fu organs and reaching the fifth gate realm, the increase in strength was secondary. The main point was being able to release spiritual energy.
In the previous four gate realms, spiritual energy could only exert its power on the surface of the body's organs.
When the fifth gate realm was opened, his limbs, six fu organs, and five zang organs connected in a single flow, pushing spiritual energy out of his body. This allowed him to learn more profound mortal techniques, using spiritual energy to strike enemies from a distance, making it very difficult to guard against.
This morning, during the battle with Ling Kun, he had activated a secret art, which allowed him to release spiritual energy and make it take form. However, using this secret art would also cause significant damage to himself.
Now, he could release spiritual energy naturally.
But even though he had only reached fifty horsepower, it was already twice the strength of a normal martial artist who had passed five gate realms.
The Nine Gate Realms would unblock many acupoints in nine crucial positions of the body. Each opened position was equivalent to condensing a gate to firmly protect the martial artist's body.
Qin Ning stood up and walked around the courtyard, casually performing a few simple fist and palm techniques.
His body in this life was quite good. Although there were some flaws before, it wasn't too late to adjust them now.
If he wanted to adjust them, he would definitely need to use medicinal pills.
Medicinal pills in Lingyun Inner City are divided into four grades: low-grade, mid-grade, high-grade, and peak-grade, but all are referred to as Mortal Pills!
Only powerful cultivators who have reached the Spirit Sea realm can use high-grade spirit pills to enhance their own strength.
Alchemists capable of refining spirit pills are known as spirit alchemists. In the Beiming Empire, spirit alchemists are extremely rare; the appearance of even one would surely lead to them being sought after by countless people.
After merging the memories of his nine lives and nine reincarnations, Qin Ning learned that in his fifth life, he was an alchemist, revered by countless powerful cultivators as the Nine Origins Pill Emperor!
Pill refining—those memories were deeply etched in his mind. Now that he had found and carefully organized them, he also had an idea.
For an alchemist, both the pill-refining flame and the pill furnace are crucial, but the most important of all is the pill-refining flame.
To obtain a pill-refining flame, a martial artist must absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, merging it within their six viscera and five organs. Only then can the spiritual energy and fire essence merge to condense it.
He had just reached the fifth gate of the Dumen realm, and his spiritual energy had refined his six viscera and five organs to be as hard as bronze walls and iron ramparts. Thus, he could also attempt to condense a pill-refining flame. Of course, not every martial artist is capable of condensing one.
But he knew he could definitely do it!
For every alchemist who condenses a pill-refining flame, it is divided into seven grades based on its color.
There are seven grades: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet. Red pill-refining flames are the lowest grade, while violet pill-refining flames are the highest. Each color of pill-refining flame is further divided into three sub-grades: upper, middle, and lower.
Furthermore, in this world, there exist wood flames, beast flames, earth flames, heaven flames, and even the legendary divine flames. If an alchemist wishes to increase the power of their pill-refining flame, they can collect and merge heaven and earth flames into their body to raise its grade.
The higher the grade of the pill-refining flame, the more advanced pills an alchemist can refine.
Qin Ning stood upright, his hands slowly moving to condense energy, using his six viscera and five organs to merge with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Eventually, a flame suddenly ignited in his palm.
With the combination of spiritual energy and his six viscera and five organs, his pill-refining flame appeared red, a very faint red.
"A lower-grade red pill-refining flame, truly pathetic, but being able to refine fourth-grade Mortal Pills is enough!"
Qin Ning nodded, then, without resting, he went to wash his face and left the house.
He had many titles in each of his lives.
In his first life, he was the Great Emperor of Nine Nether; in his second, the Heavenly Sovereign Yu… He had traveled across countless rivers and mountains, leaving his footprints almost everywhere. In all nine lives and nine reincarnations, he held noble titles that made anyone who heard them change their expression.
Based on his merged memories, Qin Ning knew that the Beiming Empire was the very region where he had once lived as the Great Emperor of Nine Nether in his first life.
To be precise, this place was called the Nine Nether Continent, and the Beiming Empire was merely a pathetic little corner of it.
However, in his first life, he was the ruler of the entire Nine Nether Continent, so he was extremely familiar with it.
He had traveled through countless rivers and mountains.
Therefore, he knew that in the Lingyun Mountain Range, adjacent to Lingyun Inner City, there was a secret treasure, one that no one could breach.
The reason he dared to kill Shen Yuan and confront the three great clans was precisely because he knew about this secret treasure.
But now, he wasn't rushing there.
Qin Ning stood in the courtyard, recalling his nine lives and nine reincarnations, then exhaled, his entire body slowly tensing.
“Hah!”
He let out a shout, then threw a punch.
The technique he was practicing was called the Tiger Roar Dragon Chant Fist!
This fist art was his own creation, a special technique that martial artists who had passed through the nine realm gates could practice.
The Tiger Roar Dragon Chant Fist is divided into nine forms in total: the first four are Tiger forms, and the latter five are Dragon forms.
“First form, Crouching Tiger Form!”
Qin Ning unleashed his fist, spiritual energy erupting and condensing into a fist-form, striking the courtyard gate.
Boom…
The gate instantly shattered into splinters, toppling over.
Just then, a startled cry suddenly rang out.