The highly potent medicinal effects of the Nirvana Flame Bath aided Lin Qian, striking the sturdy Soul Energy within his Dantian. At this moment, the 9-Round Nirvana Soul Energy was hard as steel, seemingly unbreakable. Unless the practitioner was destroying all his cultivation permanently, providing further stimulation to the Martial Soul was practically impossible.

Right now, Lin Qian had the help of the Nirvana Flame Bath’s medicinal effects and Heaven and Earth’s Energy which were precisely controlled by Zhuge Ming. The two elements were placing the unbudging Soul Energy under a multitude of assaults, chipping it away bit by bit.

Within Lin Qian’s dantian, Soul Energy was circulated unceasingly. They were like the ancient nebula, shining brightly from the start, never changing and never shaken.

Within the swirling nebulas, two swords hovered. The Tempestuous Night Blade was draped in a crackling lightning robe, sparkling with the bright glimmer of lightning. On the other hand, the Sky Piercing Blade froze its surroundings with the absolute zero touches of frost.

The magma-like medicine coupled with the surging energy from Heaven’s Slit had stretched Lin Qian dantian to its limit within instants, at the most critical timing, Lin Qian stilled his mind, exerting absolute control over these two forces. Heaven and Earth’s Energy was immediately refined into Soul Energy, crashing onto the drug, slamming it straight like a needle into the Soul Energy Nebula.

Under the constant stimulation, Lin Qian’s dantian continually expanded.

His physique was robust, his meridians, dantian, flesh and bones were also as such, allowing him to endure such outrageous cultivation techniques. Should a regular Practitioner go through this sort of hellish procedure, they would have long ago burst into a pile of mush.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Within Lin Qian’s body, a clear metallic chime was resounding, the sound of the medicine clashing with the Soul Energy Nebula, refining the Soul Energy.

Together with every clash, a piercing pain sent Lin Qian wincing, trembling from the excruciating torture. The continuous torment almost had Lin Qian losing consciousness.

With every hit, Lin Qian’s entire body shook dramatically from soul-tearing pain. Afterall, he was attempting the unprecedented 10th Round Nirvana.

As time trickled on slowly, two hours passed. Within Lin Qian’s dantian, the Nirvana Flame Bath’s medicine had dotted the Soul Energy Nebula. Right at that moment, Lin Qian made a firm decision, thrusting all his Soul Energy within the Dantian onto the Nebula, “Break!”

Screaming agitatedly within his head, the medicine within the Soul Energy Nebula seemed to ignite into the Big Bang.

BOOM!

Lin Qian only heard a massive explosion within his body. The next moment, he felt as if he was being torn from inside out, he blacked out.

Fortunately, the water level within the pail had subsided due to the medicine entering Lin Qian body, or else, it would have been a great shame for him to lose his life in such a way.

As the first light of day seeped into the room, consciousness crept back into Lin Qian. Immediately, he put on his new robes.

Lowering his head, he examined his outstretched arms. He could clearly feel it, he was at Materialised Vitality 1st Tier again. Quickly following, Soul Energy trickled out from his body, enveloping him. Looking at the slight glimmer from Soul Energy, a broad smile surfaced, “1,2, 3….10!”

Confirming the 10 halos on his body, Lin Qian lept up, thrusting his fist into the air, “I’ve made it!”

It was easy to find out if a Materialised Vitality Stage Practitioner had completed his 9 Rounds Nirvana, or the number of Rounds he had achieved.

One only had to observe the number of halos formed when Soul Energy erupted from their bodies. Looking at the 10 halos his Soul Energy developed, Lin Qian’s success was apparent. He had broken through the seemingly impossible bottleneck.

“Per Zhuge Ming’s research, I can complete a maximum of 12 rounds.” Thinking of the power he could attain, Lin Qian blood was pumping with excitement, “After 12 Rounds, what effects would my two Ancestral Martial Souls bring?”

The stronger he got, the happier he was. As long as his strength increased, he was another bit closer to rescuing his parents.

In this life, he had sworn never to be an orphan again.

Keeping the wooden pail, Lin Qian pushed opened his doors.

Outside of his courtyard, Wei Wushuang had long been waiting.

Seeing his disciple walking out, Wei Wushuang rushed straight to Lin Qian, grabbing his elbow and checking him thoroughly. Seeing the agitated actions, Lin Qian was not surprised, He knew that Wei Wushuang was doing it out of concern for him, and did not push his teacher away.

Moreover, Lin Qian had no worries that he would discover the oddities within his dantian. After the Huaxia Empire was wholly restored, the protection and camouflage Array was always active within Lin Qian’s body.

With the power of the Huaxia Empire, Lin Qian was confident that not a single person in this world could unravel the truth within his body. The only thing that Wei Wushuang could find was the Tempestuous Night Blade and a normal dantian. As for the Sky Piercing Blade, not a trace of it was discovered.

“Thank gods you are alright!” Keeping his hands back to himself, Wei Wushuang glared at Lin Qian, “Brat, you are fearless indeed. Daring to break the limits, completing 10 Rounds of the Nirvana Cultivation. WIthout an Enlightenment Stage Powerhouse supporting you, the possibilities of success were 1 in a 100!”

Hearing Wei Wushuang’s words, Lin Qian was flabbergasted, “Teacher, have you seen people that complete 10 rounds??”

Wei Wushuang slowly nodded, “Linhai Province is a small, out of the way region. We have limited resources. However, beyond this place, there are prodigious practitioners that complete 10 rounds. However, they are a minority within the minority.”

Hearing it, Lin Qian nodded within his heart. Looks like he was not that special after all.

“There will always be someone better… I cannot be too full of myself.” Lin Qian withdrew his self-conceited, warning himself against an overly arrogant mindset.

Unbeknownst to him, Wei Wushuang had been shaken down to his core by his rash, absurd disciple.

How could he complete the 10th round without the support of a mega powerhouse like an enlightenment stage practitioner?

“JUST HOW MONSTROUS IS THIS RASCAL’S TALENT?” Wei Wushuang sighed to himself. He had begun feeling his own mediocrity, and how unsuitable he was to be called a teacher by this prodigy.

Sometime later, Lin Qian suddenly asked, “Teacher, beyond Linhai Province, is there anyone you know of that broke into 11th or even the 12 Round Nirvana?”

“What nonsense! A 10th round would already be a world-shaking genius, 11 and 12 rounds are simply impossible, an inconceivable fantasy of the mind!” Hearing the question, Wei Wushuang laughed to himself, as he shook his head, “Little kid, stop thinking of such absurd ideas.”

Lin Qian may have nodded in agreement, but within his heart, he plotted, “Zhuge Min has absolute confidence in his research. Let me see, is this 11 and 12 rounds just a blind hop?”

Right at that moment, Lei Qian suddenly burst in, “This is bad, Boss! Liu Ming had just issued a challenge to you, fighting for the spot to enter the ancient Ruins!”

“Let him come to me. Did you think I would be afraid?” Lin Qian was nonchalant, waving his hands indifferently, “Time to cultivate. This time, we would continue with the usual sparring.”

Suddenly, Lei Qian’s eyes narrowed, gasping, “Boss, did your cultivation state drop a stage?”