Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Although, Li Yao’s, this kid’s, character was somewhat extreme, and he was sometimes ignorant of how high the heavens was and how deep the earth was and even a little silly... so much so that Ding Lingdang could not help but have an urge to crush him into two...

Nevertheless, compared to those wimps, in her eyes, he seemed more like a man.

Only such a man had the qualifications to be her, Ding Lingdang’s, dear brother—peas in a pod!

”Come up quickly, let me see what kind of pleasant surprise you are going to bring in a mere five hours!”

Ding Lingdang happily jumped down from the bed, and without even wearing her slippers, went to welcome him barefooted!

Sure enough, Li Yao did bring her a fair share of pleasant surprises!

When the two once again entered the Billowing Star Sea and appeared on a rocky small island, as Ding Lingdang casually blasted a punch, she immediately discovered that something wasn’t right.

When her knuckles were just 5 mm away from Li Yao’s stomach, a ”swish” sound suddenly burst forth in the air.

It was as though a mass of gas had suddenly expanded, seemingly as if she had ruthlessly smashed a big bubble.

Of course, the big bubble wasn’t enough to block her heavy punch, but her momentum, which was originally gathered at one point, was dispersed in multiple directions and was scattered and divided into seven or eight streams of power which respectively struck various parts of Li Yao’s body.

Li Yao, who was wearing four layers of armor, had surprisingly blocked this punch. Although he was grimacing in pain, he was nevertheless alive and kicking!

”Not bad, not bad! In five hours, not only have you have mastered a new battle skill, but you can even forcibly block my punch!”

”I guess you should have controlled the spiritual energy to simulate some way to disperse the power, right? Alright, warm up is finished. I will now let you experience this sister’s true strength!”

Ding Lingdang seemed to be burning with eagerness to have a go; she was incredibly excited. From her neck to her ear, she was flushed red, and even her ear lobes were as red as fire. In the blink of an eye, her speed had increased by a level, and Li Yao was completely engulfed by something akin to a red tide!

”Boom!”

Li Yao felt as if he was amidst frightening billows and terrifying waves, seemingly as if he was in the center of a hurricane where the ear-splitting sound of waves frantically bombarded his eardrums, causing him to even have labored breathing and heart rate.

He had already entered the super perceptive state, and his computational ability had soared to limit. Not only was he calculating Ding Lingdang’s speed, angle of attack, and the possible location where she was going to appear, but more importantly, he was also controlling his spiritual energy to form small air bags in front of him one after another, which exploded in a timely manner before Ding Lingdang’s punches struck the target.

To do all this, the computational ability required was much higher than that needed for modifying the 1st Generation Tai’e furnace!

Li Yao felt as though his every brain cell was on fire; every second, countless crystal bombs were exploding in his brain.

However, what was even more difficult to endure was the pain, which was so severe that even a minute fraction of it could not be described in words!

The principle of [Thousand Tempering Hundred Refining] was to distribute the enemy’s power and stimulate one’s 180 acupoints. This kind of stimulation would bring its user an unimaginable amount of pain that any ordinary person would not be able to endure.

Under the super perceptive state, Li Yao’s neurons were highly perceptive, thus the pain he felt was ten times sharper than usual.

With the two things superimposed, it brought him a feeling of hovering between life and death, which let alone ordinary person, even an ordinary cultivator would not necessarily be able to endure!

”Hiss...”

Li Yao’s pair of eyes turned crimson. He was so overwhelmed with pain that he wished to die. He forcibly emptied his brain and cut-off the connection between his nociceptors and his brain while silently meditating:

”I am a piece of iron, I am a piece of steel, I am not afraid of pain, I am not afraid of pain. This pain is nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing! Only with Thousand Tempering Hundred Refining would my body be indestructible to the point that not even a god can destroy!”