Chương 9: War God — Chapter 9 - Divine Meridian Complete! Little One, Want Me to Take You Away?

Wang Xian hadn't forgotten he was here to save someone. The moment he entered this area, he'd been heading straight for his target. He'd only come in because he was confident. If the person was ordinary and couldn't absorb spirit sha, they wouldn't last long in a place like this. But after sensing the person was a bit 'special,' he'd slowed down. And used this place to cultivate while he was at it. That way, when it came time for the rescue, he wouldn't lack strength.

As for the Stellar Body Refinement Art— Wang Xian had created it by fusing decades of Old Martial Arts mastery, gathering philosophies from various martial schools, and adapting everything for combat against the myriad star races on the Alien Star Battlefield. Cultivated to great completion, it could forge the body into a heaven-and-earth furnace, creating a 'Stellar Martial Body' capable of swallowing stars and absorbing moons. Unfortunately, that realm only existed in theory.

By the time Wang Xian created this body-refinement art that gathered his life's work, it was already too late. But now—"Everything is just right!" The first step of the Stellar Body Refinement Art required absorbing powerful cosmic energy to fill the body's 12 regular meridians and 8 Extraordinary Meridians. 20 meridians total. Those 20 meridians connected into one, forming 'Divine Meridians.' Once the Divine Meridians were complete, one's strength could uproot mountains. Potential would be limitless.

The body would no longer be restricted by the various energies of the cosmos. Swallow and channel the power of the universe. Cultivate the self. Transcend the mundane. In short: no matter what kind of energy, it could be forcibly absorbed into the body for cultivation. With every step Wang Xian took, streams of spirit sha surged in from the soles of his feet.

Starting from the already-opened Jinmen acupoint, it passed through Yangjiao, Jianjing, Yamen, Fengchi, and various other acupoints, finally reaching the Benshen acupoint on his forehead. As cosmic energy, spirit sha was extremely destructive. Every acupoint it passed through was like bandits raiding a village, utterly destroying the entire meridian segment. The moment it was destroyed, Wang Xian's breathing and mantra recitation guided the spirit sha's power to reassemble it.

Following the original meridian trajectory, it reformed into a completely new meridian. This was the 'Divine Meridian.' Formed by combining cosmic energy with flesh. The pain of tearing and reassembly far exceeded human limits. The danger rose exponentially. If opening meridians was like standing at the gates of the King of Hell's palace, testing the threshold, then the first step of the Stellar Body Refinement Art, the 'Divine Meridians,' was dancing right in front of the King of Hell himself. Pure suicide.

Only as the creator, with prior experience, could Wang Xian dare cultivate this way.

"Not bad. The spirit sha here is much weaker. The Yang Linking Vessel isn't long, and it doesn't have many acupoints..." Wang Xian's eyes grew brighter. His body felt increasingly light. His Primordial Chaos Breathing Method had long been cultivated to the realm of walking, sitting, and lying down. If you come across this story on Amazon, it's taken without permission from the author. Report it.

So cultivating the Stellar Body Refinement Art he'd created didn't require following the various postures of Old Martial Arts techniques. As he walked, in stillness and motion, he was cultivating.

"The spirit sha still isn't enough..." Wang Xian looked around and suddenly walked toward the scattered feathers not far away. He smiled slightly and walked over. The Wind King Falcon's feathers were massive. Blood-red, tree-edged in shape, they looked like great cleavers as tall as two men.

"These aren't too big. Without the Wind King Falcon's blood supply, they've shrunk quite a bit..."

"If not for the spirit sha, they'd be excellent materials on Blue Star." Wang Xian stepped on the feather. A massive phantom silhouette emerged, opening its mouth and roaring at him. The residual will of the Wind King Falcon within the feather. Wang Xian smiled contemptuously. Shattered it with a single finger. Then ruthlessly trampled the feather underfoot. He fully activated the Stellar Body Refinement Art, fiercely absorbing the spirit sha within. After absorbing it all, faint light shot from Wang Xian's eyes.

A powerful aura circulated continuously throughout his body.

"The Yang Linking Divine Meridian. Complete." Wang Xian clenched his hand into a fist, feeling the power within.

"My full-force punch now should be over 1000 jin. But my overall life force quality is at 0. 5." Innate life force only signified a warrior's inborn aptitude. Life force could be improved. The higher one's innate life force, the easier it was to improve later. Acquired life force represented a warrior's overall life quality. Or simply: a warrior's combat strength. Ye Miyue's innate life force was currently 0. 5. The limit of fist force she could exert was 500 jin. She could only exert 400 jin.

Plenty of room for improvement. A warrior with 1 point of life force could exert a fist force limit of 1000 jin. Wang Xian, possessing one Divine Meridian, only had 0. 5 life force, yet could exert over 1000 jin of fist force. In short: at the same life force combat level, Wang Xian's strength would forever surpass theirs. This was the Divine Meridian cultivated with cosmic energy. Each one granted a terrifying enhancement to the self. This was also the power of spirit sha as cosmic energy.

Pure numerical superiority.

"Now then, let's make use of this waste..." Wang Xian picked up the massive feather from the ground and hoisted it onto his shoulder. He glanced back. Didn't pay it much mind. Turned and walked toward the third-floor balcony now within reach. At the same time. Not far away. A large man clutched his chest, leaning weakly against a broken wall. Shock filled his face as he stared into the distance.

"That kid, he's not dead!"

"Impossible!" This was a disaster zone, overflowing with baleful qi. Even as a Third-Realm warrior, he could only rely on externalized Yuan Force to isolate the baleful qi and stumble forward. Reaching this point, he was already at his limit. Even his Yuan Force was nearly depleted. And that kid, with no Yuan Force covering his body, had walked here purely on physical strength... Completely unharmed?

"Could it be a martial talent? No, martial talents are only awakened uniformly near the college entrance exam..."

"And even if he awakened early, it's absolutely impossible for him to walk here..."

"What kind of person is he..." As he watched, he saw Wang Xian suddenly walk toward that feather lying on the scarred earth. As a source of baleful qi, the big man didn't need to think to know how terrifying that thing was. What was terrifying wasn't just the baleful qi. But the will of the S-rank beast within the feather. It could instantly intimidate Third-Realm warriors like them into puppets who'd lost their minds. Yet Wang Xian was completely unaffected. Even ruthlessly trampled it underfoot.

He'd even faintly heard a fierce, shrill roar coming from the feather. That was definitely the residual will of an S-rank beast. Hearing it from this distance, his head already felt dizzy and hard to bear. The fear in his heart magnified once more. THUMP THUMP THUMP! Wang Xian stomped fiercely several times, then ground it back and forth with his heel as if enjoying it. In an instant, it overturned the big man's martial understanding built over more than a decade.

"A 17 or 18-year-old kid... how can he possibly withstand the will assault of an S-rank beast..." Not being affected by baleful qi, he could barely understand that as possibly awakening some strange martial talent. But this...

"Old Xiong... we can't hold on much longer. We need to withdraw!" From behind came the low shout of a fellow warrior. The big man froze. His breathing grew rapid. His face flushed red. After a moment of silence, the big man suddenly felt his entire body shudder, as if some great beast had glanced at him. Coming back to his senses, he realized the other party had shot him a look. His heart was even more shocked.

'He actually noticed me?' The disaster area was already hazy with mist. He was a Third-Realm warrior. Relying on nearly 1000 points of life force, he could see the other's silhouette through part of the red mist from a certain distance. How had he perceived him?

'Could his realm be higher than mine... No! The life force fluctuations around his body are clearly extremely weak... he's just an ordinary high schooler...' His breathing grew more and more rapid. The morning bell of death seemed to toll.

"Forget it. Since he can be safe and sound... that's enough." Thinking this, the big man, his mind filled with shock, turned and left. With a light wave of his hand, Wang Xian used the feather like a palm-leaf fan, parting a path through the blazing sea of fire. Like a deity bathed in flames, he walked into the mall. Soft sobbing sounds came from the third-floor balcony. Wang Xian looked up. A little girl, exquisitely pretty like carved jade, huddled in a corner. A pair of bright eyes stared blankly at him.

The little girl wore a princess dress that was already torn. On her snow-white neck hung a sky-blue pendant that emitted a faint blue light barrier, enveloping and protecting her. Like a little elf trapped in a mire. Wang Xian leaped lightly, jumping up to the third floor. He crouched down, extended his hand, and smiled.

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