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Ren Pingsheng sat here for three days, and the situation was neither good nor bad, with wounds all over his body. However, upon closer inspection, the howling cold wind seemed to have weakened significantly.
Unlike before when it was aggressive, leaving behind numerous wounds, now it could at most reopen some of the scabbed injuries but was powerless to inflict new ones.
"This Nine Turns Body Refinement Technique is truly remarkable," Ren Pingsheng remarked, sensing the changes in his body. He knew this Body Refinement Technique was extraordinary, but this was the first time he felt it so distinctly.
He hadn't even broken through yet, and the effects were already so impressive. If he were to break through, what would that be like? Could it be that the effects of the first three layers were not obvious, and that they would become more pronounced in the later stages?
Thinking about the first three layers of this technique, each layer increased strength by one thousand pounds. The middle three layers increased strength by two thousand pounds each, while the last three layers increased strength by three thousand pounds each. It indeed seemed possible that as one progressed further, the effects of this Body Refinement Technique would become even more powerful.
"Four days have already passed; I should go back and rest for a bit. Next, I will break through all at once." Ren Pingsheng decided not to dwell on these puzzling questions any longer; in his view, he would find out sooner or later. Wasting time now would yield no results.
This time, the Hall was not empty; there were two people sitting in a corner. They also seemed to have been punished to reflect here, but he did not expect to encounter them by such coincidence.
Ren Pingsheng walked into the Hall, glanced at the two individuals, and found a corner for himself. He sat down cross-legged and began to circulate his Spiritual Energy to heal his wounds.
What he did not know was that when he entered, the two people inside were startled by his appearance. He looked like a refugee—tattered clothing and covered in wounds.
They were puzzled and could not understand how Ren Pingsheng ended up like this. Wasn't it just reflecting on his mistakes? Why did he look as if he had just fought a fierce battle?
Could it be that this madman ventured deep into the passage? The two shivered at the thought; as Elite Disciples, they had been here several times and had attempted to enter deeper into the passage themselves but were met with excruciating pain that forced them to retreat immediately.
Now their gaze towards Ren Pingsheng became somewhat strange. Who was this madman?
Ren Pingsheng was unaware of their thoughts; after half an hour, most of his wounds had healed. Once the scabs fell off, his skin returned to its previous state.
"Much better; it seems I can continue my cultivation." Ren Pingsheng felt quite satisfied as he examined himself and felt more motivated for the upcoming training. After all, one could rest for an hour every three days here; as long as he didn't suffer serious injuries, he could basically recover well enough each time he came here.
After filling his stomach, Ren Pingsheng did not continue to rest. He got up and walked towards the passage he had been in before.
"It’s you..." A figure approached, surprised to see Ren Pingsheng. Then, their expression changed, and they hurriedly stepped back as if encountering a flood beast.
Ren Pingsheng glanced at the person but did not recognize them. Although he found it strange that the other person knew him, given their reaction, he felt there was no need to acknowledge them and directly entered the passage.
"It seems this is the sect's punishment for him. It makes sense; someone like him would be treasured by any sect," the person said with a faint self-deprecating smile. He was one of the thirty who had survived from the Azure Wind Secret Realm. He had followed Pan Longkun back then, which is how he knew about Ren Pingsheng.
Disciples like him who came out of the Azure Wind Secret Realm should be cultivating to break through as soon as possible. However, why he was now in Yin Wind Cave remained a mystery.
Returning to the place he had been before, Ren Pingsheng sat down again, ignoring the chilling wind and continuing to train his body.
The cold wind swept past, leaving red marks on Ren Pingsheng's body. However, these marks were shallow and light, with no bleeding wounds appearing. This was a significant achievement he had made over the past three days.
In the passage, the wind howled while a figure sat quietly in meditation, remaining motionless.
Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, another three days had gone by.
"The fourth layer of Nine Turns Body Refinement Technique is already more than halfway completed. The effects are weakening now. It seems I need to change locations again," Ren Pingsheng said with some helplessness as he looked at the cold wind that no longer had much effect on him.
The current effects here were no different from when he was thirty zhang away before. It wasn't that the wind was weak; it was just that his body had become stronger, rendering it ineffective.
Ren Pingsheng moved to a distance of one hundred fifty zhang and stopped. His current state resembled a tragic figure covered in scars and drenched in blood.
"Sigh, is this really training or self-harm?" he muttered helplessly, enduring the pain as he resumed his cultivation. The exhilarating effect of body refinement returned once more.
Under such high-speed effects, it took another three days for the fourth layer of Nine Turns Body Refinement Technique to reach its final stage. After spending ten days in this endless torment, he was finally on the verge of breaking through.
Ren Pingsheng suddenly stood up and moved forward for over ten zhang before sitting down again. He wanted to take advantage of the more violent and impactful yin wind here to make his final breakthrough.
The power of the yin wind grew stronger as he progressed. Although it was only a distance of over ten zhang, its force was more than double that of before. The yin wind howled, constantly sweeping and tearing at Ren Pingsheng. A Wind Dragon formed around him, seemingly trying to completely shred him apart.
Bang... Bang... The wounds that had just scabbed over were torn open again, becoming larger injuries. The few patches of intact skin were covered in wounds, blood splattering everywhere. There were even two terrifying gashes on his face, making him look somewhat ferocious.
"Break for me!" Taking advantage of the raging yin wind, Ren Pingsheng shouted loudly, pushing his technique to the limit. The powerful tearing force was absorbed into his body, and the surging power even burst his blood vessels, causing streams of blood to spray everywhere like rain.
"Pfft..." Ren Pingsheng spat out a mouthful of blood but continued to guide the violent power along the path of his technique, constantly transforming his body.
After about a dozen breaths, Ren Pingsheng suddenly opened his eyes wide, and an overwhelming aura erupted from him. The howling yin wind around him paused for a moment, and in less than a breath, everything returned to normal.
However, the violent yin wind that swept past Ren Pingsheng could no longer inflict any wounds on him. The situation had completely turned around compared to just moments ago.
"Not bad, this Nine Turns Body Refinement Technique is indeed powerful. It was worth enduring so much suffering." Ren Pingsheng felt the yin wind surrounding him no longer posed any threat and couldn't help but smile.
"But what was that sensation I felt just now?" After feeling happy for a moment, he collected his emotions, stroked his chin, and pondered over everything he had sensed earlier.
The wind seemed to be an endless sea of air swirling before him, wrapping around him and tearing at him. It felt as if it wanted to turn him into part of itself. It was an indescribably wonderful sensation.
Looking at the howling yin wind before him, Ren Pingsheng sat down in confusion and quietly closed his eyes—not for cultivation but simply to experience that feeling once more.
He emptied his mind and quietly sensed it. The howling and raging yin wind surrounded him, constantly swirling. Ren Pingsheng once again felt that endless ocean of wind.
The violent yin wind seemed to become gentle. It slowly pushed him as he drifted through this ocean of wind. The surroundings were filled with free-spirited winds that danced like spirits, weaving in and out playfully.
Some gently brushed by, some swayed lightly, some were furious and turbulent, while others stirred up the heavens and earth. Some were soft, some sharp; some moved like wildfire, while others flowed endlessly.
"Is this all the wind? It feels so comfortable." Ren Pingsheng felt everything and closed his eyes, his face filled with ecstasy. At this moment, he felt as if he had become a fish, swimming freely in the ocean of wind. However, compared to those neighbors, he was still too weak, whether in speed or strength.
Perhaps when he grows up, he too can be like them—free, fearless, and unimpeded.
"They say the wind is formless and shapeless, yet I can still feel your joy and sorrow. You and I are both carefree and spontaneous, yearning for a life of freedom without constraints."
"Since you have chosen me, I will surely sweep you across this world, making everyone fear and respect you." Ren Pingsheng's closed eyes suddenly opened, brilliance flashing as a surge of momentum enveloped him.
He clenched his hands, and the chilling winds in the entire passage seemed to respond to his call, continuously flowing into his palms. Surrounding his hands and enveloping his surroundings like stars circling the moon. In an instant, the entire passage was devoid of any chilling winds and fell silent.
"Go!" Ren Pingsheng gently opened his clenched fists, and the chilling winds surged forth again, howling once more. Yet now, Ren Pingsheng felt no discomfort; instead, he felt extremely at ease and light. With a single step, it was as if he was walking on the wind, soaring through the air for seventy zhang before finally stopping.
"How is this possible!" he exclaimed in shock. Just now, he had unconsciously taken a step forward using the previous Intermediate Movement Technique: Windwalking Step, but the effect was astonishing. Previously, he could only soar thirty zhang at most; now he had nearly reached a hundred zhang.
"It seems that I have truly comprehended something extraordinary this time," Ren Pingsheng said with some emotion as he looked at the still howling chilling winds.
Originally, he had only intended to break through the Nine Turns Body Refinement Technique but unexpectedly gained insight into this aspect. It allowed an Intermediate Movement Technique to possess power surpassing that of a High-Level Body Technique; just thinking about it was terrifying. This was a significant elevation in level.
"I need to study this carefully when I return. Insights related to the wind seem to enhance the power of wind attribute Movement Techniques and martial arts. If this Intermediate Movement Technique has such a noticeable improvement, then the Gale Sword Technique will likely also see an increase in power."
Although Ren Pingsheng wanted to test its power, he could not use Spiritual Energy here; otherwise, he would face double punishment. He could only helplessly abandon that thought.
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