Chapter 2: The Miracle Arrives

  The moonlight was like water, shining in the quiet mountain valley. In front of a large tree, Xia Chen was frantically punching towards the trunk.

  His fists had become a bloody mess, but he didn't feel it at all, instead striking with even greater force.

  His hands were aching with a piercing pain, but Xia Chen was completely unaware of it. Compared to the pain in his heart, this physical pain was nothing!

  Failure and being looked down on didn't faze Xia Chen, but his girlfriend of five years breaking up with him and jumping into the arms of his rival was a different story. Even someone as strong-willed as Xia Chen couldn't help but feel immense pain.

  At this moment, he can only use self-mutilation to vent his inner pain.

  After a long time, Xia Chen finally felt a bit tired. He leaned against the big tree and thought back to the past few years with Lin Mengru, and his heart was on fire.

  Endless hatred!

  It's all because I don't have the strength and can't become a cultivator! Xia Chen clenched his fists, making cracking sounds.

  Power! I need power! I must cultivate the strongest power!

  Xia Chen suddenly stood up, looked up at the sky and roared: "I, Xia Chen, swear with my hot blood that I will pursue the strongest power of cultivation! If I give up on this pursuit, I will never be reborn in a million lifetimes!"

  He lifted his injured palm, gritted his teeth and reopened the wound that had already stopped bleeding. Then he waved his hand, and fresh blood splattered towards the sky, a shocking sight to behold.

  Boom! As if in response to his vow, the dark sky suddenly transmitted a deafening explosion, and dazzling lightning flashed down.

  A massive thunder illuminated Xia Chen's face, making his pale complexion look so firm and unyielding.

  In the place where the lightning was brightest, a small, round, snow-white vase suddenly shot out, about the size of a pigeon egg!

  This jade-like vessel is moist and lustrous, emitting a faint cyan glow. However, even the most intense lightning cannot obscure this radiance!

  The urn-like creature had its own consciousness, without any hesitation, instantly transformed into a green light and entered Xia Chen's body.

  The thunderstorm has passed, and the night sky is calm once again.

  After a long time, Xia Chen finally put down his hands, and his expression suddenly became somewhat dull, as if he had encountered something incomprehensible. Then, Xia Chen lowered his head and looked at his own abdomen.

  Just now he clearly felt something entering his body, sinking into his lower abdomen and then not moving at all.

  Was it an illusion? Xia Chen rubbed his intact abdomen in confusion, not even a scratch on his clothes, but the feeling just now was exceptionally clear, no mistake, and he indeed felt something foreign in his lower abdomen.

  But this extra feeling is not a foreign body sensation, but a blood connection feeling, as if the five internal organs originally belonged to him.

  Xia Chen couldn't help but stare blankly, thinking what on earth is going on...

  He looked up at the sky, although it was dark night, but the sky was very clear, without a single cloud, really can't understand how the thunder and lightning just now were produced.

  Fortunately, the foreign object that entered his body did not cause any discomfort. Xia Chen was puzzled for a while, but seeing no movement, he gradually put his mind at ease.

  However, after this ordeal, Xia Chen's depressed mood had dissipated by more than half; after all, life had to go on no matter what.

  Back in his own house, Xia Chen sat on the bed as usual, closed his eyes and began to cultivate. This was a compulsory course for him over the past five years. Whether or not he could cultivate true energy perception, Xia Chen never gave up even for a single day.

  Just as he began to breathe and exhale, in Xia Chen's lower abdomen dan yuan, the snow-white tripod that had been still and quiet suddenly lit up, emitting a faint blue light.

  Suddenly, a vast expanse of intangible and formless pure heavenly energy gathered and flowed into the body in sync with Xia Chen's breathing rhythm, finally entering the Snow White Cauldron.

  In an instant, a ball of energy was born from the snow-white cauldron and filled Xia Chen's dantian. This energy ball felt warm and cozy, extremely comfortable.

  Xia Chen's eyes suddenly opened wide, and his expression became extremely shocked!

  True Energy Response! The True Energy Response that had not occurred in five years, almost making Xia Chen despair!

  Xia Chen's entire body was stiff, his heart racing wildly. He simply didn't dare to believe that he had actually cultivated true energy perception. Was this an illusion?

  He closed his eyes again, breathing in and out, as the snow-white tripod inside him continued to absorb the primordial energy of heaven and earth. His true energy immediately grew stronger with each breath, filling his entire dantian in an instant.

  A huge surprise surged up in his mind, Xia Chen was certain that this mass of hot air was not an illusion, but real Qi, the true Qi he had been dreaming of cultivating for five years!

  Haha... Xia Chen burst out laughing, tears streaming down his face.

  Heaven did not disappoint him, the oath produced a miracle, no need to ask, this sudden change must be related to the foreign object in his abdomen, that extremely strange thunderbolt allowed him to regain new life.

  After a long time, Xia Chen finally calmed down and began to breathe quietly in and out.

  The true Qi is strengthened in the long breathing, and after the Dantian is full of true Qi, it begins to flow through the twelve meridians. If the true Qi flows back to the Dantian through the meridians, a small heavenly cycle is formed.

  The circulation of true Qi is a sign of the first stage of Neidan practice.

  The first major boundary of cultivation is the post-heavenly boundary, which refers to the refinement of true energy, the tempering of the physical body, and the practice of martial arts skills. From low to high, it is divided into ten levels, known as the Post-Heavenly Ten Levels.

  However, from cultivating true energy to the circulation of true energy, a process is still needed, and most people need several months or even longer to reach the state of refining energy.

  Xia Chen, in just a few hours, his true energy had already circulated through the ten meridians, and there was no sign of exhaustion.

  Unconsciously, it dawned.

  When the first ray of sunlight shone through the window, Xia Chen slowly opened his eyes. Although he hadn't slept all night, he didn't feel tired at all, but instead looked refreshed and full of energy, as if there was a boundless power inside him, and it seemed that even if there was a huge boulder in front of him, he could shatter it easily.

  Xia Chen raised his hands, and true energy shot out from his pores, blowing the hairs on his hands back and forth, making a faint hissing sound in the air. The twelve meridians of true energy inside his body circulated unceasingly.

  The day after tomorrow, one refinement of Qi Jing, one night's cultivation is complete!

  Feeling the mighty power of the true energy, although it was extremely real, Xia Chen still had a feeling as if he was in a dream.

  I don't know what this strange object is, but it can actually help me cultivate true energy. Xia Chen thought.

  He walked out of the house, and the selection of orthodox inner door disciples lasted for three days, and there was still time to participate in the final test.

  Bang! The gate of the mansion was suddenly kicked open by someone, and three rough-looking servants rushed in. The leader, a young man with a sullen expression, sneered at Xia Chen.

  Li Fei? Xia Chen's eyes widened as he recognized the young man, his brow furrowing involuntarily.

  Li Fei and two servants usually followed Yan Bing, their relationship was unusual, and they often opposed him. This time they rushed in, it seems that the visitor is not good.

  "Xia Chen, where are you going so early?" Li Fei said with a drawn-out voice and sarcasm, "Not going to take another test, haha."

  The other two servants burst out laughing together.

  "You're right." Xia Chen said calmly, "I'm indeed going to take a test, what's up, something on your mind?"

  "Poor wretch, you're really crazy." Li Fei's smile faded, and he slowly pulled out a dagger from his bosom. "Unfortunately, you won't even have the chance to humiliate yourself, from today on, you'll disappear in Zayu Village."

  "Oh? You want to kill me? Murder requires a life for a life." Xia Chen's expression didn't change at all, and he said calmly.

  Li Fei's cruel smile: "Poor worm, we're not going to kill you, but disable you and expel you from the village. Of course, you can still survive by begging for food later, and won't die immediately."

  "Is it Yan Bing who made you do this?" Xia Chen asked calmly.

  "Brilliant! You could have lived a good life, but who let you compete with Lord Sei for women?" Li Fei said, "In the eyes of the adults, you are not even as good as a dog, so, Xia Chen, accept your fate."

  He waved his hand, and a servant slowly drew out a dagger, grinning as he walked forward: "Poor wretch, do you want me to cut your wrist tendon first or your ankle tendon? You choose for yourself."

  Bang! Xia Chen kicked him hard in the chest with one foot.

  That miscellaneous role hummed and didn't hum, like a kite with a broken string flying out, fresh blood sprayed out a long parabolic line in the air, he fell to the ground and didn't move anymore.

  Li Fei and another servant's face changed greatly.

  "Bastard, we are following the orders of Lord Severe Ice, you dare to touch a single hair on us, Lord Severe Ice will make sure you die without a burial..." The other servant said with a gasp.

  He hadn't finished speaking when Xia Chen had already quietly appeared in front of him and slapped his face with a loud crack.

  Bang! The remaining words of the miscellaneous servant all became meaningless whimpers, his body flew out in a straight line, spitting out more than half of his bloody teeth in mid-air before falling to the ground with a thud, thoroughly knocked unconscious.

  "A bunch of trash!" Xia Chen sneered, striding towards Li Fei.

  "Xia Chen, what do you want to do? Don't be reckless, if you hit us, you'll offend Yan Bing, who is a direct disciple of the Zhengxuan Sect." Li Fei retreated in terror, his heart and gall completely shattered. He never thought that Xia Chen would be so powerful.

  Xia Chen grasped his throat and lifted him into the air: "Li Fei, you insignificant ant, I have no interest in you, but soon you will see how your beloved Shuang Yi was trampled under my feet."

  Li Fei's face was pale and purple, his breathing was difficult, but he couldn't even move a small finger.

  Bang! Xia Chen grabbed him and slammed him hard against the courtyard wall.

  Boom! The entire wall shook and collapsed silently.

  Li Fei's blood sprayed out wildly, his entire body's tendons snapped and bones fractured, his face turned a ghastly pale like paper.

  Outside the courtyard, there were many servants passing by, and when they saw this scene, they were shocked and stared with their mouths agape.

  Xia Chen didn't care at all, grabbed Li Fei who was half dead and left the house in big strides.

  From now on, the village where I have lived for five years and the identity of miscellaneous work will no longer have any relationship with him.