3: Chapter 3, "Qi-Inducing Technique," Complete Cultivation
In this state, his perception was infinitely magnified.
In his originally pitch-black vision, dots of starlight suddenly lit up.
Those were multicolored spots of light; some were as violent as fire, some as gentle as water, and some as heavy as earth... They floated in the air, omnipresent, yet difficult to touch.
This was the Origin Qi of heaven and earth!
“Is this Qi Sensing? It doesn't seem... that hard?”
Lin Fan's heart remained calm, as if all of this was only natural.
He didn't cautiously 'induce' the Origin Qi as the textbooks described. Instead, he directly released a domineering will, like a fisherman casting a great net, enveloping those spots of light.
“Come here!”
He gave a low shout in his mind.
His Lv10 Comprehension Ability gave him a thorough understanding of the nature of Origin Qi, and his will precisely adjusted to the exact same frequency as the surrounding Origin Qi.
Resonance!
Buzz!
In the next moment, a miraculous scene occurred.
Those originally lazy, floating spots of light seemed to be hit by a fatal attraction and surged frantically toward Lin Fan!
One second, thoughts ascended.
Two seconds, mental resonance.
Three seconds, Origin Qi entered the body!
If anyone else had been present, they would have been horrified to discover that the air around Lin Fan was actually distorting visibly to the naked eye—a refraction phenomenon caused by the excessive concentration of Origin Qi.
Cool streams of air drilled into his body through his pores. It felt like a parched desert finally meeting sweet rain; every cell was cheering and jumping for joy.
【Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully inducing Qi into the body and stepping across the threshold of the Martial Dao!】
The system prompt sounded, but Lin Fan had no time to pay it any mind.
Entering the threshold in three seconds!
If word of this got out, it would surely cause an earthquake throughout the entire Xuansheng Base City—no, the entire upper echelons of the human race!
But for Lin Fan, this was only the beginning.
Inducing Qi into the body was only the first step; next was 'Circulatory Transport'.
After the Origin Qi enters the body, it needs to be guided along the meridians. Each completed cycle is called a 'Circulation'.
Completing one Circulation is considered Minor Success.
Completing seven Circulations is considered Great Success.
Completing forty-nine Circulations is considered Perfection!
Only by completing forty-nine major Circulations can one truly cultivate the Qi Induction Art to Perfection, thereby breaking the limits of the human body and stepping into the true first realm of a martial artist—the Body Tempering Realm!
According to common knowledge, a novice's meridians are fragile and narrow. The first time transporting Origin Qi must be done with extreme caution; the slightest slip-up could damage the meridians. For an ordinary person, completing half a Circulation on the first try is already the limit.
But Lin Fan was different.
Under his 'Inner Vision', the meridians in his body were like a complex maze, but he held the map in his hand, seeing every blockage and every pass as clearly as fire.
“Charge!”
Lin Fan controlled that wisp of Origin Qi like he was driving an F1 race car, speeding through the complex meridian track.
Encountered a blockage? Smash through it!
Encountered a narrow path? Widen it!
His improved Circulation route showed terrifying power at this moment. The Origin Qi avoided all fragile nodes and circulated frantically along an extremely tricky yet efficient path.
In just ten minutes.
Boom!
A soft sound echoed within his body. The first Circulation, complete!
“Continue!”
Lin Fan didn't stop for a moment; instead, he grew even more excited. This feeling of becoming stronger was truly intoxicating.
The second Circulation... the fifth... the tenth...
As the number of Circulations increased, more and more Origin Qi flooded into his body, gradually converging into a rushing stream. Lin Fan's skin began to turn red—a sign that his blood and Qi were surging violently.
If he had an ordinary Second Grade Aptitude, his body would have exploded by now because his meridians couldn't withstand it. But Lin Fan, relying on his perfect control over power, forcibly tamed the violent Origin Qi until it was as docile as a sheep.
Time passed minute by minute.
The sky outside the window gradually darkened, then slowly brightened again.
A night passed.
Outside the low-rent apartment where Lin Fan lived, a breeze actually started blowing out of nowhere. If the neighbors had sensed carefully, they would have found that the air today seemed exceptionally fresh.
That was the result of the Origin Qi within a hundred-meter radius being forcibly plundered!
Inside the room, Lin Fan's entire body was covered in a layer of faint black grime—impurities expelled from his body through his pores.
At this moment, he had reached the most critical juncture.
“The forty-eighth Circulation... complete!”
Lin Fan clenched his teeth, the veins on his forehead bulging. Although his spirit was still excited, his body was fast approaching its limit.
“The final Circulation! Break for me!”
He let out a roar in his heart, mobilizing all his mental energy to control that stream of Origin Qi, which had already grown into a torrent, and launched a charge toward the final barrier.
Rumble!
It was as if a muffled thunderclap sounded within his body.
That invisible shackle shattered instantly under the impact of the violent Origin Qi!
Forty-ninth Circulation, Perfection!
An unprecedentedly powerful force erupted from his Dantian, instantly sweeping through his entire body. His bones made a series of popping sounds, his muscles became tighter and more powerful, and his internal organs were all sublimated at this moment.
Lin Fan opened his eyes, and two bright glints pierced through the dim room like lightning.
At this moment, he felt like he could kill a bull with a single punch!
【Ding! Congratulations to the host for cultivating the Qi Induction Art to the Perfection realm!】
【Ding! Congratulations to the host for breaking the human body's limits and promoting to the First Grade Body Tempering Realm!】
In the narrow bathroom, steam billowed.
Lin Fan stood before the half-length mirror, looking at his reflection.
His originally somewhat thin frame now had distinct lines; his muscles weren't exaggeratedly bulging, but were as tight as a cheetah's, filled with an explosive sense of power. A faint, warm luster circulated beneath his skin—the sign of the initial formation of 'Bronze Skin'.
“So this is the First Grade Body Tempering Realm...”
Lin Fan clenched his fist, and his knuckles made a series of crisp sounds.
In just three hours.
Relying on the breathing technique improved by his max-level Comprehension Ability, he had forcibly finished the path of body tempering that others would need months or even a year to complete, all with his trash-tier Second Grade Aptitude.
“If Zhang Qiang and those guys found out, their eyes would probably pop out and they'd step on them like bubbles.”
Lin Fan smirked and grabbed a towel to dry his hair.
Having washed away the grime and fatigue from a night of cultivation, he was now in high spirits, feeling like he could run three laps around the base city.
Returning to his room, Lin Fan sat down at his computer.
The screen showed three other folders: Fierce Tiger Fist, Wind Thunder Palm, and Lightning Saber.
This was the basic three-piece set distributed for free by the Federation Ministry of Education.
“The perfection of the breathing technique gave me such a big surprise; I wonder to what extent I can practice these martial arts?”
A glint of anticipation flashed in Lin Fan's eyes.
He clicked on the instructional video for the Fierce Tiger Fist.
This fist technique emphasized heavy momentum and unyielding ferocity; it was the first choice for Body Tempering Realm martial artists to hone their strength and engage in actual combat.
The instructor in the video performed the movements with standard form, every move and style carrying a powerful wind.
For anyone else, just memorizing these eighteen fist forms would take two or three days, let alone comprehending the power-generation techniques within.
But Lin Fan only watched it once.
In his mind, countless little golden figures began to practice, deconstructing the movements, correcting the power generation, and even automatically optimizing the originally somewhat stiff transitions.