Chapter 61: The Sky-Splitting Edge

  In the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed.

  In a secret room, Xia Chen sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, quietly cultivating. His hands each grasped a yuan stone, and as he absorbed it, the abundant yuan energy flowed through his palm meridians, surging into his dantian, transforming into majestic true energy, continuously opening up and expanding his meridians.

  In his inner vision, eleven glittering channels lit up inside his body, each as thick as a bowl mouth and interconnected with each other. The true energy inside was surging and flowing incessantly, incredibly powerful.

  The twelfth meridian, now only the last one is left! This last meridian crosses all other meridians, the most important and the hardest to open.

  Once opened, the twelve meridians circulate through, and immediately it is the post-heavenly six-refined meridian realm. After crossing the most difficult watershed of the post-heavenly realm, there is hope for advancing to the divine ability realm!

  No matter what sect, the disciples of the six post-heavenly realms are extremely important existences, and they are the foundation of the sect. In individual cultivators or small cultivation families, the six post-heavenly realms can already become a family's ancestor.

  Under the impact of the surging true energy, the twelfth meridian was faintly visible, and about half of it had lit up. Although it was still stubbornly breaking through, it was as slow as a snail crawling.

  Xia Chen's body trembled slightly, and a faint explosive sound came from within. He had already pushed his true energy to the limit, but the speed at which he broke through the last meridian hadn't increased much.

  After a long time, Xia Chen's forehead was already covered in sweat. He opened his eyes, exhaled, and looked at the scorching yuan stone in his hand, bitterly smiling to himself: "It's already been three days, yet I still haven't broken through the last meridian. Is it really that difficult to pass this threshold?"

  He no longer practiced, but walked out of the door and came into the middle of the courtyard.

  For more than ten days, Xia Chen did not leave and had been cultivating at Li's house.

  With the help of Yuanshi and Lianming Dan, Xiachen's progress was quite rapid in the early stages. However, as the number of meridians that were opened up increased, the amount of true energy required also began to grow exponentially, especially since his meridian expansion was extremely large, the amount of true energy required was a terrifying figure, and his cultivation speed slowed down.

  The yuanqi energy of the original stone is rich, but Xia Chen's absorption speed has limitations, and the Lian Mai Dan can only play a supporting role, taking too much will have an adverse effect.

  After breaking through the eleventh meridian, the difficulty of breaking through the twelfth meridian is not at all inferior to opening up a passage in a solid mountain body, which is dozens of times more difficult than breaking through the first meridian.

  No wonder many people stop in front of the sixth layer for their whole lives, it's so hard to open up the meridians, I don't know when I can open up the last one, let's just take it slow... Xia Chen thought.

  At the speed at which he is currently clearing his meridians, it's enough to scare a large group of people to death. Clearing eleven meridians in just one month is simply something that no human can achieve.

  Standing quietly in the courtyard for a moment, Xia Chen silently circulated his true energy, then slowly stretched out his palm.

  It was now cool at night, the courtyard was pitch black, and nothing could be seen. However, as Xia Chen's palm stretched out, a cold light suddenly appeared on the edge of his palm, instantly illuminating a small area around him.

  Sparkling blade!

  Xia Chen raised his palm, and the blade's edge gradually moved from the edge of his palm to the center, condensing into a circular bright spot that instantly illuminated his face.

  If Yang Haiming were still alive, he would be shocked to see this scene. He had practiced the Split Heaven Blade for many years, but he had never been able to change the shape and position of the blade's edge like Xia Chen did.

  Swish! Xia Chen suddenly struck out with a palm, and the air was immediately filled with the heart-trembling sound of a sharp blade tearing through the air. The knife's edge, which had shifted to the center of his palm, instantly returned to the edge, transforming into a one-inch-long blade that protruded from the edge of his hand.

  It seemed like it was just a hair's breadth away, and the knife would have left Xia Chen's palm, flying through the air.

  Xia Chen's face revealed a smile, and he continuously chopped out several palms. A set of movements came down like flowing clouds and water, not just with both hands, but also with more than ten knife edges on his arms. It looked as if he was dancing with two long lanterns.

  As his movements quickened, the blade grew brighter and brighter, shining so intensely that it was almost impossible to look at. In the darkness of night, it was like a ball of light, moving rapidly.

  The sound of breaking through the air was crisp and clear, every knife edge contained an extremely sharp killing intent, making people feel frightened.

  The blade was also constantly changing shape in Xia Chen's hand, not only the blade, but also various other shapes of weapons, and even a thick pressure could be formed to attack with a flat surface, which was also something that Yang Haiming couldn't do.

  Half a moment later, Xia Chen finally stopped, and as the sharpness gradually faded away, the smile on his face became more and more radiant.

  This book is tailor-made for him!

  This set of skills is purely based on the control of true energy, and through a special running method, a sharp true energy blade can be formed in the palm or other parts, which is also known as a knife tip.

  The true energy was originally intangible and invisible, but after cultivating the Heaven-Defying Blade Tip, it transformed into a tangible light.

  The higher the true energy control, the easier it is to cultivate the Sky Splitting Wind Slash, and the stronger the cultivation, the more powerful the Sky Splitting Wind Slash will be.

  Yang Haiming, although a postnatal sixth-order peak, had true energy control that was far inferior to Xia Chen's. He also cultivated himself, so his cultivation was shallow and could only emit true energy blades from the edge of his palm, with only one shape, and no other shapes could be transformed.

  Xia Chen had only cultivated for over a dozen days, but with the assistance of the strange sensation from the聚宝盆 (聚宝盆 is not translatable), he was able to grasp the essence of裂天锋芒 (裂天锋芒 is not translatable) to an extremely deep level. If Yang Haiming knew about this while underground, he would probably be so angry that he would die again.

  What is most precious is that the Split Heaven's Edge has no boundary restrictions, and the acquired true energy can be cultivated, and the divine realm can also be cultivated, with no end to its upward development. Unlike ordinary acquired martial arts like Seven Shadow Fist, cultivating up to seven layers of fist shadows is already the ultimate goal.

  If practiced according to the method, cultivating to the post-heavenly eightfold refinement of blood realm, every part of the body can exert force, equivalent to the entire body being able to attack like a knife edge, with almost no weaknesses. And if cultivated to the spiritual realm, it is even possible to launch a detached attack with the aura blade, increasing its power by more than a hundred times...

  Xia Chen was excitedly thinking, this time, he really got a treasure.

  Among the techniques he practiced, apart from the ordinary acquired skills of the Zhengxuan Sect, there was also the precious and unparalleled divine technique passed down to him by the mysterious woman. However, this divine technique, although excellent, was too difficult to cultivate, and with his current level of attainment, the Split Heaven Blade Technique was more suitable for him.

  I have now opened up eleven meridians, and my cultivation is much stronger than it was more than ten days ago. It's equivalent to half a step into the sixth stage of post-heavenly cultivation. And with the addition of the Heaven-Cleaving Blade Tip and the Thunder Seal, my attack power has increased several times over. Even if I were to face off against someone in the seventh stage of post-heavenly cultivation, I should still be able to emerge victorious... Xia Chen thought to himself with full confidence.

  On the second day, Xia Chen had just gotten up when a soft knock was heard at the door.

  "Come in!" Xia Chen said.

  The door opened, and Li Yatong floated in, her slender figure swaying gently. She wore a green dress, with crimson lips and a jade-like nose, and had just tied up her raven-black hair with a blue ribbon. Her beauty was beyond words, captivating all who saw her. In a soft voice, she said: "Sir, breakfast is already prepared. Yatong invites you to come and eat."

  Xia Chen suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable and said, "Can you not call me En Gong? I don't like the sound of it. It's better if Qiu Tong calls me Xiao Chenzi. Besides, you don't have to personally invite me to eat, just let the servants call me and that's enough. You're being too polite, it makes me feel uncomfortable."

  For over a decade, the Li family, including Lee Dong-kyu, almost revered Xia Chen as an ancestor, addressing him as "En Gong" at every turn. Even the servants were not used, and all daily routines, meals, and rest were personally attended to by Li Ya Tong herself. The eldest daughter of the illustrious Li family had become Xia Chen's personal maid, short of serving him in bed.

  Xia Chen had never received such treatment before. In the past, when he was a miscellaneous servant, he would serve others. Although later he became a disciple of the Zhengxuan Sect after jumping through the dragon gate, he still relied on himself and was not used to being treated as an ancestor, which made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

  Li Ya Tong's face turned gloomy, and she said: "Master... are you dissatisfied with my slow movements? I know I was wrong before, but I'm not asking for your forgiveness. I just want to make up for it, please give me a chance."

  She looked pitiful, with tears in her eyes, and it was quite heart-wrenching to see her like that. However, Xia Chen just smiled wryly, having long since cast aside Li Ya Tong's frivolity, never expecting this young lady to still remember him.

  "Yatong, I didn't mean to look down on you, don't overthink it, let's go eat."

  Li Ya Tong saw his gentle tone and was overjoyed: "Yes, thank you, sir!"

  Xia Chen rolled her eyes and followed Li Ya Tong out of the room, into the backyard and into the kitchen. Li Dong Kui and Li Qi Tong were already seated at the long table, which was filled with delicate and delicious small dishes, pastries and porridge, making one's mouth water just by looking at them.

  "Mr. En is here!" Li Dongkui saw Xia Chen come in and hastily stood up to say.

  Li Qitong tapped her bowl with chopsticks and said discontentedly, "Xiaochenz, why are you so late? I'm almost starving waiting for you."

  Li Dongkui's face sank and he said: "Nonsense, didn't I tell you not to call En Gong Xiao Chenzi again? What's wrong with this kid?"

  Li Qitong pouted: "You can call yourselves whatever you want, but I won't be able to say it, and Xiaochenzu doesn't like being called that either."

  Li Dongkui's eyebrows twitched, and he was about to get angry.

  "Master Li, don't blame Qiting!" Xia Chen hastily said, "I just didn't want you to be too polite, and please don't call me '恩公' (Benefactor) anymore, I really can't bear it. Actually helping the Li family was just a moment's thought, no need to be so polite."

  "Ah, Lord Xia Chen." Li Dongkui's old face turned red, "This makes me embarrassed, please sit down and let's eat together."

  "Good!" Xia Chen sat down properly, picked up his bowl and chopsticks. "By the way, Master Li, I've been bothering you at your estate for a while now. Since there's nothing else going on, I should probably take my leave."

  P.S: The current data of Supreme Immortal Emperor is really a bit disheartening, I know my opening wasn't written well enough and everyone might be tired of the trashy flow. However, I have confidence in guaranteeing the quality of the later parts, and I still hope for more support from brothers and sisters. I also saw that some baby brothers voted for the "request for update" ticket, which really touched me. It's just that Flow is currently still working, with a busy job, and after coming home at night, there are still household chores to do. Sometimes it feels very tiring, and there really isn't more time to write. Two updates of 6,000 words per day is the current limit, so please be understanding.