45: Chapter 45 This kid's comprehension... is simply monstrous.
"Hmph, what's the use of having a strong physical body?"
Beside him, an old man wearing green robes let out a cold snort. He was Lan Wuji, the instructor from Qing Xuan Academy who had been humiliated on the airship earlier.
Although he had been humiliated, his desire for Lin Fan was the most intense. At this moment, he feigned reserve and said, "Sword cultivation is all about Comprehension Ability! His Seven Kills Sword Intent is what matters! I think him practicing this so-called breathing technique is a complete waste of time."
However, before he could finish speaking,
"Beep—!" The data on the monitoring screen suddenly began to jump wildly.
"What's going on?" Zhou Zhan was startled and hurriedly looked at the dashboard, "Why did the energy flow rate suddenly accelerate?"
On the screen, the value representing the Circulation of the Void Breathing Technique was skyrocketing at a jaw-dropping speed!
One Circulation... nine Circulations... thirty-six Circulations...
In the blink of an eye, it broke through the Perfection realm of eighty-one Circulations!
"This..."
Lan Wuji, who had been mocking him just a moment ago, nearly popped his eyes out, "Eighty-one Circulations? This kid has only been inside for a few minutes? Even if he started practicing from his mother's womb, it wouldn't be this fast, right?!"
"It hasn't stopped!"
Wu Qingkong suddenly stood up and pointed at the screen, "It's still rising!"
Seeing the value break through 81, it didn't pause in the slightest, forging ahead all the way!
90... 99... 108!
"Boom!"
Inside the marrow cleansing pool, the originally calm light blue liquid suddenly boiled, forming a massive whirlpool, and Lin Fan was sitting right in the center, frantically devouring the surrounding energy!
"One hundred and eight Circulations?!"
The beautiful woman from the Vermilion Bird Sacred Academy was so shocked she covered her red lips, "This is impossible! The theoretical limit of the Void Breathing Technique is eighty-one Circulations! How could he possibly break the limit?!"
"He is improving the cultivation technique!"
The burly man from the White Tiger Sacred Academy, who had remained silent until now, spoke with a tight voice, "During the process of Circulation, relying on his terrifying Comprehension Ability, he is correcting the flaws of the breathing technique in real-time! This kid's Comprehension Ability... is simply monstrous!"
The control room fell into silence.
All the big shots were stunned by this scene. Breaking the limit of a cultivation technique was something only master-level experts could achieve, yet it was happening to a high school student now?
Just as everyone hadn't yet recovered from the shock,
The image on the screen changed again.
Lin Fan opened his eyes and stood up from the water.
As he moved, a layer of black, greasy substance was expelled from his pores and instantly sucked away by the pool's purification system. His skin became crystal clear like jade, faintly emitting a precious glow.
"The marrow cleansing is complete."
Zhou Zhan glanced at the time and swallowed hard, "Half an hour... he's broken the record."
Lin Fan walked to the tester by the side of the pool and pressed his palm onto it.
[Beep! Checking aptitude...]
[Original aptitude: Rank 2 (Low Grade)]
[Current aptitude: Rank 7 (High Grade)!]
"Soaring directly from Rank 2 to Rank 7?!"
Lan Wuji felt his heart couldn't take it anymore. Although this marrow cleansing pool could improve aptitude, it would at most boost it by one or two ranks. This kid had jumped five ranks?! Is this a marrow cleansing or a person swap?!
However, Lin Fan didn't seem surprised by this result. He glanced at the countdown, which still had more than half the time left, and smiled.
"Only Rank 7? It's just so-so."
Lin Fan sat back down in the pool, "Since I'm here, I shouldn't waste it. I'll just use this precious place to practice that 'suicide cultivation technique'."
The next second.
Lin Fan's aura changed.
If he was a whirlpool devouring energy just a moment ago, now he was a volcano about to erupt!
Body Burning Bone Forging Scripture, activate!
"Roar—!"
A low dragon's roar emanated from within Lin Fan's body.
It wasn't a sound produced by vocal cords, but a resonance caused by the high-frequency vibration of his bones and flesh!
"This is..."
In the control room, Lan Wuji jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his expression changing drastically, "This sound... could it be the long-lost Body Burning Bone Forging Scripture?!"
"What? That forbidden cultivation technique known as 'practicing it leads to disability, Perfection leads to godhood'?" The beautiful woman from the Vermilion Bird Sacred Academy also exclaimed.
"Madman! This kid is a madman!"
Lan Wuji stared at the screen, "This technique requires a massive amount of energy to repair physical damage, otherwise it's self-immolation! He actually dares to practice it at a time like this?"
"Beep, beep, beep—!!!"
A piercing alarm sound instantly resounded throughout the entire third underground level.
[Warning! Warning! Energy reserves dropping sharply!]
[Warning! Energy in Pool 03 is critical! Requesting replenishment!]
Zhou Zhan looked at the alarm light, which was glowing deep purple, and his face turned green.
"Replenish! Replenish quickly!"
Zhou Zhan roared into the walkie-talkie, "Connect all backup energy sources! We absolutely cannot let him run out!"
As gate after gate opened, high-concentration Origin Qi liquid was injected into the pool as if it were free.
Inside the pool, Lin Fan's body had turned into a cooked shrimp, completely crimson—a sign that his vitality was burning to the extreme.
"Roar!"
The second dragon's roar rang out!
Following that, the third, the fourth...
Time passed minute by minute. The big shots in the control room went from initial shock to later numbness, and finally, they were looking at him with the eyes of someone looking at a monster.
A night passed.
When the first ray of morning light pierced through the surface,
"Oooo—!!!"
The ninth dragon's roar exploded like a thunderclap, piercing through the thick lead doors and causing all the glass in the control room to buzz!
Inside the marrow cleansing pool, Lin Fan opened his eyes, and two golden rays shot out from his pupils, soul-stirring.
He stood up, and his bones crackled like popping beans. Every muscle contained explosive power. Behind him, a blood-colored dragon phantom vaguely spiraled—that was the phenomenon of vitality being dense to the extreme!
Body Burning Bone Forging Scripture, Perfection!
Nine Dragon Strength, Flesh Body Achieves Sainthood!
The control room was extremely quiet.
Zhou Zhan looked at the bill showing "Number of recharges: 12," and his hands were shaking.
Twelve recharges!
This kid had drained ten years of the school's inventory in one night!
"This..."
Lan Wuji's mouth hung open, unable to close for a long time. Finally, he could only squeeze out a sentence:
"Is this... even human?"
As the ninth dragon's roar slowly dissipated, the alarm in the control room finally stopped. But those big shots, who usually remained calm even if Mount Tai collapsed before them, were now all staring at the screen as if they had been hit by a freezing spell.
"One day..."
The red-haired beautiful woman from the Vermilion Bird Sacred Academy had a dry throat, "He practiced the Body Burning Bone Forging Scripture to Perfection in just one day? This is a self-mutilating cultivation technique known as 'only those with great perseverance can cultivate it'!"
On the screen, Lin Fan sat cross-legged in the center of the pool, his whole body crimson like a branding iron. The surrounding water temperature was frighteningly high, but there wasn't a trace of pain on his face; instead... he looked a bit like he was enjoying it?
"It's not just perseverance."
The silent Desolate Realm Expert and military big shot, Wu Tianqing, suddenly spoke, his voice deep as thunder, "It's absolute control over his body."
He pointed to the data graph on the screen, "Look, when ordinary people absorb energy, it's 'poured' in, so there is inevitably waste and overflow. But this kid... he 'eats' it."
"His control over every single muscle, every bone, and even every cell in his body has reached the realm of micro-level precision. Every drop of energy is precisely guided by him to the places that need it most, without a single bit of waste."
A sharp glint flashed in Wu Tianqing's eyes, "This kind of talent is simply a war machine born for the battlefield."