Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged in the inner space of the Time and Space Crystal, took out a catty of spiritual meat from a jade container, and began to take it.

  Ling flesh, condensed the essence of spiritual energy and blood energy within the body of a fierce beast, has countless benefits for martial artists: increases strength, strengthens bones and muscles, slows down aging, and prolongs life.

  Generally speaking, a martial artist in the middle stage of Xuanji Realm can break through to the late stage within half a month by consuming ten kilograms of Ling Rou and diligently cultivating.

  Zhang Ruochen's martial body was much stronger than other Xuanji Realm mid-term warriors, and to break through to the late stage of Xuanji Realm, he would need to consume at least forty kilograms of Spiritual Meat.

  "Forty-eight kilograms of spiritual meat, enough for me to cultivate to the late stage of Xuanji in a short period of time."

  Forty-eight kilograms of spiritual flesh, all of which were collected from the bodies of dead warriors from the four-square counties during the first round of the Imperial Examination.

  So much spiritual meat, if taken out and sold, would be worth at least 2 million silver coins, an absolute fortune.

  Ling flesh is extremely precious, ordinary warriors can't bear to use it. Zhang Ruochen, however, doesn't care at all and quickly swallows a whole catty of ling flesh.

  After taking the Ling Rou, Zhang Ruochen felt that his entire body was filled with power. Whether it was the speed of blood flow or the circulation of true energy, they had all accelerated significantly.

  Zhang Ruochen stood up and began to practice the fourth palm of Long Xiang's Banruo Palm. While practicing the palm, he was also accelerating the absorption of the essence of his spiritual flesh into his body, transforming it into his own power.

  The fourth palm of Longxiang Banruo Zhang is called "Dragon Shape Image Shadow".

  Zhang Ruochen took a step forward, his body slightly bent, his hands clenched into both fists and claws.

  "Humming"

  The palms keep hitting out, extremely fast, with palm prints all over the place in all directions.

  He has now only cultivated three palms, the Fierce Beast Charging Earth, the Flying Dragon in the Sky, and the Dragon Elephant Returning to the Field, which is equivalent to a high-quality martial skill of the human level. Of course, among the high-quality martial skills of the human level, it is absolutely top-notch, and can even compete with some weaker spiritual-level lower-grade martial skills.

  However, only after successfully cultivating the fourth palm will the Dragon Elephant Pāramitā Palm undergo a transformation and become a true low-grade spiritual martial skill. At that time, the power of the Dragon Elephant Pāramitā Palm will be comparable to some weaker mid-grade spiritual martial skills.

  Time passed extremely quickly, and in the Time-Space Crystal, Zhang Ruochen cultivated for half a month.

  Every day, he spends most of his time practicing the Dragon Elephant Palm. After half a month of hard work, he can already smoothly execute the fourth palm "Dragon Shape and Shadow".

  One palm strikes out, true energy surges forth.

  In the palm print, a dragon's roar and an elephant's whistle sound is emitted.

  However, there is still a significant gap between the fourth palm "Dragon Shape Shadow" and its great success.

  If he could cultivate to the Great Completion, once he released the Palm Seal, Zhang Ruochen's body would turn into two shadows. One shadow would throw out a dragon claw and the other shadow would throw out an elephant palm. The explosive power that burst forth would immediately double.

  Although he hasn't yet cultivated the fourth palm of Longxiang's Pianran Palm to perfection, his cultivation has increased by a large margin.

  For half a month, Zhang Ruochen took one catty of Spiritual Meat every day, and he had taken fifteen catties in total. His cultivation realm was advancing at an incredible speed.

  Half a month ago, Zhang Ruochen had just entered the middle stage of Xuanji Realm, with his true energy storage only two-tenths of the capacity of his Qi Lake. Now, the Yu Jing True Energy in his Qi Lake has become even more dense and rich, with his true energy storage reaching seven-tenths of the capacity of his Qi Lake, and he is not far from achieving true energy perfection in the middle stage of Xuanji Realm.

  With his current cultivation, he can easily defeat Nie Xuan.

  Of course, half a month in the Time-Space Crystal was equivalent to just five days on the outside.

  Zhang Ruochen walked out of the inner space of the Time and Space Crystal Stone and returned to the room of Huang Ziyi's No. 1.

  Meow

  Xiao Hei was like a ball of black fur, sitting on a copper chair, with two cat paws holding a yellowed book, concentrating intently.

  The cover of the book reads "Ancient History of Kunlun Boundary" in seven words.

  Seeing Zhang Ruochen walk out of the Time and Space Crystal, Xiao Hei closed the book in his hand, and a pair of cat eyes shone brightly like stars, asking: "Young master, you have broken through to the late stage of Xuanji Realm?"

  "Not so fast, I guess it'll take some time" Zhang Ruochen curiously stared at Xiao Hei and asked: "Where did you steal the books from?"

  Steal

  Xiao Hei's face was unhappy, saying: "Ben Huang only went to the Wushi Academy's Scripture Tower, casually took out a book from inside, and after finishing reading it, Ben Huang will put it back. How can that be considered stealing?"

  Zhang Ruochen was too lazy to argue with him and asked: "How's Fourth Brother's injury recovering?"

  "That dead fatty's cultivation is mediocre, but his recovery speed is quite fast. Both arms can already be lifted up, and in at most ten more days, he will definitely recover." Little Black said.

  "Where is he now?" Zhang Ruochen asked again.

  "Let's go" said Xiao Hei Dao.

  Zhang Ruochen said: "He left, why did he want to leave?"

  "He heard that this was Long Wu Hall and even rolled and crawled out in a hurry." said Xiao Hei.

  For the male martial artists of Western House, Longwu Hall was absolutely a forbidden place with many terrifying legends. Zhang Shaochu heard that he himself was in Longwu Hall and was immediately frightened to turn green, and immediately ran away.

  Zhang Ruochen dared to stay in Longwu Hall, but Zhang Shaochu did not dare.

  "Let him go"

  Zhang Ruochen planned to continue his closed-door training, striving to reach the late stage of Xuanji Realm as soon as possible.

  Next, Zhang Ruochen continued to cultivate in the inner space of the Time and Space Crystal for another half month. As usual, he took a catty of spiritual meat every day, spending most of his time cultivating the Dragon Elephant Palm, and also spent some time cultivating the Tianxin Swordsmanship.

  His cultivation had been steadily improving, and finally, Zhang Ruochen's true energy in his dantian reached the state of perfection, allowing him to start attacking the late stage of the Xuanji Realm.

  However, Zhang Ruochen was in no hurry to rush to the boundary, planning to continue taking Ling Rou, allowing himself to accumulate even more thickness, and when the time came, he would be able to break through the boundary in one fell swoop.

  After two periods of closed-door training, adding up to a total of one month in the inner space of the Time-Space Crystal, ten days had passed outside.

  There are still twenty days until the duel with Feng Zhi Lin.

  "The fourth palm of Longxiang's Banruo Palm has always been unable to break through, as if it always lacked a bit of fire. Only by exchanging moves with a master can one discover what is lacking."

  Zhang Ruochen stopped his secluded cultivation and decided to find Xiao Hei to spar with it, seeking the reason why he couldn't cultivate the fourth palm.

  As soon as Zhang Ruochen walked out of the inner space of the Time and Space Crystal, he heard Huang Yanchen's icy voice coming from outside the door: "Fat cat, if you don't get out of here now, I'll kill you along with him."

  Little Hei stood outside the door, his tail held high, and said in a majestic tone: "Zhang Ruochen is currently in seclusion for cultivation. Even if you force your way in, it's impossible to see him. Little girl, I advise you to leave quickly. If you anger me, no one in heaven or earth can save you."

  "Is that so? Then I'll give it a try and split you open."

  Huang Yanchen's injury healed, and he immediately came to find Zhang Ruochen to settle the score. He was originally furious, but when he arrived at Zhang Ruochen's room door, he was blocked by a talking fat cat.

  Her anger grew, the more she looked at that fat cat and thought it was just like Zhang Ruo Chen, not a good thing. She grasped the hilt of her sword and drew out a pale blue ancient sword, striking down towards Xiao Hei with one slash.

  "Whoosh"

  Xiao Hei's speed was very fast, turning into a black shadow, dodging Huang Yanchen's sword, and pounced towards her.

  Huang Yanchen's face showed a hint of surprise, not expecting Xiao Hei's speed to be so fast. To dodge her sword, his speed was at least comparable to that of an intermediate second-tier beast.

  But for her, Xiao Hei's speed was still too slow.

  She coldly laughed and slapped out a palm, sending Xiao Hei flying over ten zhang away. Xiao Hei's body crashed into the wall, dazing him, and he fell straight to the ground.

  "Stinky girls, you're being too ruthless!"

  Xiao Hei got up from the ground, revealing sharp teeth in his mouth, and was extremely angry. If he couldn't beat Huang Yanchen, he would definitely teach her a lesson.

  The yellow dust and smoke made my teeth itch. This time the dead fat cat was too impolite, if I caught it, I would cut off its tongue first.

  Zhang Ruochen pushed open the door and walked out, glancing at Huang Yanchen with a smile: "Huang Shijie, your injuries have healed."

  Upon seeing Zhang Ruochen, Huang Yanchen's eyes grew even colder, and he didn't want to say another word to him. He directly thrust his sword forward.

  It's worth noting that Huang Yanchen is a master of the Mystic List, capable of rivaling the top experts at the Earth Extreme Boundary.

  Her single sword strike was enough to instantly kill an ordinary Xuanji Realm cultivator who had achieved the Great Circle of Completion.

  Zhang Ruochen watched as the sword swiftly stabbed past him, his face slightly changing color. In his heart, he secretly thought that Duanmu Xingling was indeed right, Huang Yanchen hated him to the bone and wouldn't listen to his explanation at all.

  Zhang Ruochen glanced at Du Mu Xingling not far away, and Du Mu Xingling nodded in understanding.

  "Whoosh"

  Duanmu Xing's spirit transformed into a small, beautiful residual shadow, rushing to Zhang Ruochen's face and blocking Huang Yanchen.

  Du Mu Xingling used two snow scallion jade fingers to clamp the sword tip of Huang Yanchen, saying: "Sister Chen, you must calm down a bit. Zhang Ruochen is the first new student, if you kill him, you will definitely be severely punished by the Academy."

  Huang Yanchen said: "Xingling, get out of the way. Today, I must kill this lecher."

  Huang Yanchen's five fingers twisted, the sword tip turned, emitting a rotating sword energy that shook open Du Mu Xingling's two fingers.

  Immediately, Huang Yanzhen struck down with his sword again, drawing out a four-meter-long white sword energy.

  Du Mu Xingling and Zhang Ruochen had already reached a tacit understanding in secret, so it was naturally impossible for Huang Yanchen to really kill Zhang Ruochen.

  Duanmu Xingling also drew out a treasured sword and once again blocked Huang Yanchen's attack.

  "Xīng líng, nǐ fēi yào zǔ zhù wǒ shā tā"

  Translation: "Star Spirit, you must stop me from killing him"

  Huang Yanchen thrust out nine swords in a row, and the nine sword shadows appeared simultaneously in the air, stabbing towards Zhang Ruochen's nine major vital points.

  Huang Yanchen's true energy was somewhat special, and it actually carried the attribute of a strong wind. As soon as she stabbed out with her sword, a whirlwind with a diameter of seven meters automatically formed around her, and gusts of wind blades flew out from the whirlpool.

  "Whoosh"

  One of the wind blades flew past Zhang Ruochen's armpit and slashed onto the pillar, leaving a two-inch deep sword mark on it.

  "What she opened up should be the Gale God Fist Seal, so the true energy cultivated will have wind attributes."

  Zhang Ruochen stood on the stairs, watching Huang Yanchen and Duanmu Xingling dueling below. He carefully observed their sword techniques and moves, while also pondering the flaws and weaknesses in their styles.