Chapter 107: Star Shifting
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Chapter 107: Star Shifting
A steep cliff loomed overhead, where a halo of light hovered in the air, forming a gate.
This was the Gate to the Second Floor of the Jian Pavilion Pagoda.
The training within the Jian Pavilion Pagoda focused on enhancing a martial artist's Physical Strength. Thus, to open the gate to the second floor, one's Physical Strength had to be sufficiently formidable. Only by meeting the Jian Pavilion Pagoda's requirements could the gate be opened.
This was also a form of trial for martial artists.
Ning Xiaochuan knew opening the light gate wouldn't be easy. His fists clenched tightly, his knuckles cracking audibly. He spread his feet apart, his body taut like a drawn bow.
Thud!
Ning Xiaochuan kicked off the ground violently, charging forward with a punch aimed squarely at the light gate. The power of his muscles, bones, and Meridians erupted in full force.
This punch was already immensely powerful—relying solely on Physical Strength, it could rival a direct clash with any other Fourth Level of the Divine Body Realm martial artist.
Boom!
The light gate shuddered under the impact, its surface rippling like water disturbed by a thrown stone.
Yet, in the next moment, those ripples contracted back, and a tremendous counterforce rebounded onto Ning Xiaochuan's fist—twice as powerful as the punch he had just delivered.
Boom!
Ning Xiaochuan felt an overwhelming force surge through his arm, sending him flying backward uncontrollably. His internal organs trembled with pain.
Had his Physical Strength not doubled over the past two days, this counterforce might have shattered his organs outright.
Half his body felt numb, his blood and qi churning violently within.
Cough!
A mouthful of blood sprayed out.
After spitting it out, he immediately felt somewhat better.
Sensation slowly returned to his arm, and the burning pain in his organs gradually subsided.
Ning Xiaochuan spent half an hour recuperating with Martial Arts Profound Qi, fully restoring his body. His gaze locked onto the gate once more. "Is my current Physical Strength still insufficient to open the second floor's gate?"
He decided to hunt more mystic beasts to further enhance his Physical Strength.
After slaying seven more mystic beasts—six Third-grade Mystic Beasts and one Second-grade Mystic Beast—their blood essence merged into Ning Xiaochuan's body, quadrupling his Physical Strength compared to when he first entered the Jian Pavilion Pagoda.
Now, even without using Martial Arts Divine Abilities, Ning Xiaochuan could battle other Fourth Level of the Divine Body Realm experts head-on.
His body itself had become a divine ability.
At dusk on the third day, Ning Xiaochuan returned to the gate leading to the second floor of the Jian Pavilion Pagoda.
Gathering all his strength, his aura surged as he unleashed another full-powered punch.
Boom!
Once again, the light gate's counterforce repelled him, this time injuring him even more severely. The skin on his arm split, dripping blood, and his bones felt on the verge of snapping.
Ning Xiaochuan struggled to rise from the ground, his teeth clenched tightly as he stared at the light gate. "Impossible. Absolutely impossible. My Physical Strength now surpasses that of martial artists in the same cultivation realm by four times. There's no way I still can't open this gate. It can't just be about strength."
As he channeled Martial Arts Profound Qi to heal his injuries, he began to reflect deeply.
"I understand now. Every time my force strikes the light gate, ripples appear on its surface, dispersing my power. These scattered forces are then gathered by the gate, forming a wave. When the waves resonate, they amplify my own force twofold and turn it back against me. It's like using an opponent's strength against them—returning their own method upon themselves."
"It's similar to a thousand soldiers crossing a bridge on horseback. If the horses' steps are uneven, the bridge holds. But if all the horses march in unison, the bridge resonates, layer upon layer, multiplying the force tenfold or even a hundredfold until the bridge collapses."
"If I can master this power of the light gate, then when an opponent throws a punch at me, I can effortlessly deflect it and counter with double the force—or even triple or quadruple the original strength."
"Yes, that's it!"
After figuring out the principle, Ning Xiaochuan was overjoyed. Once his injuries had mostly healed, he immediately went to capture a Fire Tiger Beast to test his theory.
The Fire Tiger Beast had been sleeping peacefully in its den when Ning Xiaochuan dragged it out, much to its irritation. With a furious roar, it swiped at him with its claws.
Ning Xiaochuan stood firm like an ancient pine, unmoving. His hands traced circles in the air, repeatedly deflecting the edges of the tiger's claws, dispersing their force. The currents from his arms formed rippling waves.
Suddenly, the ripples contracted toward the center, and the faint resonance of the waves sent the Fire Tiger Beast flying backward.
The beast staggered back three meters, its claws aching, and let out an even angrier growl.
"Just reflecting the Fire Tiger Beast's force isn't enough—there's no amplification yet. Again!" Ning Xiaochuan knew he hadn't yet grasped the true power of the ripples. The real technique was to multiply the force before returning it to the opponent.
Boom!
The Fire Tiger Beast was repelled once.
Boom!
A second time.
Boom!
The thirty-first time.
By now, the beast's claws were shattered, its body covered in wounds. It felt like crying—what had it done to deserve this?
The Fire Tiger Beast turned and fled, done with this game.
But Ning Xiaochuan wouldn't let it go. Using his speed, he cut off its escape and blocked its path. "You're the king of beasts—don't be so cowardly. Charge forward! Let's fight again!"
Now capable of reflecting 1.5 times the force, Ning Xiaochuan was steadily improving through battle. He wasn't about to let the Fire Tiger Beast leave.
The beast roared—then turned tail and ran again, abandoning any pretense of dignity. It had made up its mind: no more games with Ning Xiaochuan. This human was clearly bullying it.
Ning Xiaochuan shook his head. "This Fire Tiger Beast is useless now."
He lunged forward and killed it.
The beast's corpse dissolved into a wisp of Blood Qi, which he absorbed.
Night had fallen, and the desert was blanketed in thick snowflakes, the air bitingly cold.
Howl—
A Three-Armed Bear was originally mating with another Three-Armed Bear when, midway through, it was forcibly dragged out of the cave by Ning Xiaochuan.
The Three-Armed Bear desperately clung to the legs of the Female Three-Armed Bear, but it was useless—Ning Xiaochuan's strength was far greater, surpassing even that of the bear.
Ning Xiaochuan flung the Three-Armed Bear into the icy wilderness, sending a flurry of snow flying. "Brother Bear," he said, "if you're angry, let it out!"
"Roar!"
Naturally, the Three-Armed Bear was furious and immediately lunged at Ning Xiaochuan.
"Boom!"
Ning Xiaochuan's arms traced circles in the air, creating ripples that dispersed the bear's force. Then, the ripples contracted, rebounding with 1.5 times the original power.
The Three-Armed Bear was sent flying but quickly scrambled back up, charging at Ning Xiaochuan again.
"Boom!"
Ning Xiaochuan sent it flying once more.
After repeating this twenty-six times, the Three-Armed Bear was bleeding from all seven orifices and finally turned tail to flee—it had had enough of Ning Xiaochuan's games.
Ning Xiaochuan struck it down with a single palm, then dragged the Female Three-Armed Bear out of the cave to continue practicing his martial technique.
He called this technique "Star Shifting." At its highest level, even if a meteor were to crash into the earth, he could send it flying back into space.
After being knocked down eighteen times by Ning Xiaochuan, the Female Three-Armed Bear could no longer stand.
Ning Xiaochuan was disappointed by its combat prowess—clearly, overexertion had weakened its limbs, significantly reducing its fighting ability.
"Boom!"
Ning Xiaochuan unleashed a Lightning Claw, shattering the Female Three-Armed Bear's skull. Its corpse dissolved into a mass of Blood Qi, which was absorbed into Ning Xiaochuan's body.
After an entire night of training, Ning Xiaochuan had refined "Star Shifting" to the point where it could rebound 2.1 times the incoming force—surpassing even the light gate's maximum rebound of double the force.
Ning Xiaochuan returned to the cliff's edge, his gaze fixed on the floating light gate above. A faint smirk curled his lips.
"Boom!"
His body shot upward like a cannonball, channeling all his strength into a single punch aimed at the light gate.
Ripples appeared on the gate's surface, attempting to disperse the force from Ning Xiaochuan's arm.
But ripples also formed on Ning Xiaochuan's palm, pushing the fluctuations outward and preventing the gate's ripples from contracting.
His palm slowly pressed downward.
"Boom!"
The light gate shattered into countless droplets of light.
These droplets merged into Ning Xiaochuan's body, flowing directly into his Martial Arts Heart Palace and fusing with his Martial Arts Profound Qi.
The Profound Qi within him surged rapidly, its density increasing until it broke through a critical threshold.
"Boom!"
The fourth Divine Ability within Ning Xiaochuan reached Great Perfection, peaking at the Fourth Level of the Divine Body Realm.
"Wings of Rage!"
A pair of Profound Qi wings burst from his back, spanning seven meters in length.
The wings grew even more solid, with each feather clearly distinguishable. Lightning coursed along their surfaces, making them resemble the wings of a Thunder God.
Ning Xiaochuan spread his wings and soared straight into the Second Floor of the Jian Pavilion Pagoda.
At that moment, a light flashed on the second floor of the pagoda.
A bell tolled from within the tower.
The Old Marquis and the four elderly men in the hall suddenly opened their eyes, staring intently at the Jian Pavilion Pagoda floating at the center of the hall, their expressions filled with intense shock and joy.
"He has entered the Second Floor of the Jian Pavilion Pagoda!"
"This is his first time entering the Jian Pavilion Pagoda, and it only took him three days... He actually did it."
A look of delight appeared on the Old Marquis's face as he said, "I originally thought it would take him until the fifth day to comprehend the true essence of the Jian Pavilion Pagoda. I never expected him to surpass my expectations. The rise of the Jian Pavilion Marquis House is assured."
"I wonder if he can reach the third floor?"
The Old Marquis shook his head and said, "Absolutely impossible. The second floor is already extremely perilous. If he can endure for half a day, it would be nothing short of miraculous. Be prepared to rescue him at any moment—the danger level of the second floor is far too high."
A steep cliff loomed overhead, where a halo of light hovered in the air, forming a gate.
This was the Gate to the Second Floor of the Jian Pavilion Pagoda.
The training within the Jian Pavilion Pagoda focused on enhancing a martial artist's Physical Strength. Thus, to open the gate to the second floor, one's Physical Strength had to be sufficiently formidable. Only by meeting the Jian Pavilion Pagoda's requirements could the gate be opened.
This was also a form of trial for martial artists.
Ning Xiaochuan knew opening the light gate wouldn't be easy. His fists clenched tightly, his knuckles cracking audibly. He spread his feet apart, his body taut like a drawn bow.
Thud!
Ning Xiaochuan kicked off the ground violently, charging forward with a punch aimed squarely at the light gate. The power of his muscles, bones, and Meridians erupted in full force.
This punch was already immensely powerful—relying solely on Physical Strength, it could rival a direct clash with any other Fourth Level of the Divine Body Realm martial artist.
Boom!
The light gate shuddered under the impact, its surface rippling like water disturbed by a thrown stone.
Yet, in the next moment, those ripples contracted back, and a tremendous counterforce rebounded onto Ning Xiaochuan's fist—twice as powerful as the punch he had just delivered.
Boom!
Ning Xiaochuan felt an overwhelming force surge through his arm, sending him flying backward uncontrollably. His internal organs trembled with pain.
Had his Physical Strength not doubled over the past two days, this counterforce might have shattered his organs outright.
Half his body felt numb, his blood and qi churning violently within.
Cough!
A mouthful of blood sprayed out.
After spitting it out, he immediately felt somewhat better.
Sensation slowly returned to his arm, and the burning pain in his organs gradually subsided.
Ning Xiaochuan spent half an hour recuperating with Martial Arts Profound Qi, fully restoring his body. His gaze locked onto the gate once more. "Is my current Physical Strength still insufficient to open the second floor's gate?"
He decided to hunt more mystic beasts to further enhance his Physical Strength.
After slaying seven more mystic beasts—six Third-grade Mystic Beasts and one Second-grade Mystic Beast—their blood essence merged into Ning Xiaochuan's body, quadrupling his Physical Strength compared to when he first entered the Jian Pavilion Pagoda.
Now, even without using Martial Arts Divine Abilities, Ning Xiaochuan could battle other Fourth Level of the Divine Body Realm experts head-on.
His body itself had become a divine ability.
At dusk on the third day, Ning Xiaochuan returned to the gate leading to the second floor of the Jian Pavilion Pagoda.
Gathering all his strength, his aura surged as he unleashed another full-powered punch.
Boom!
Once again, the light gate's counterforce repelled him, this time injuring him even more severely. The skin on his arm split, dripping blood, and his bones felt on the verge of snapping.
Ning Xiaochuan struggled to rise from the ground, his teeth clenched tightly as he stared at the light gate. "Impossible. Absolutely impossible. My Physical Strength now surpasses that of martial artists in the same cultivation realm by four times. There's no way I still can't open this gate. It can't just be about strength."
As he channeled Martial Arts Profound Qi to heal his injuries, he began to reflect deeply.
"I understand now. Every time my force strikes the light gate, ripples appear on its surface, dispersing my power. These scattered forces are then gathered by the gate, forming a wave. When the waves resonate, they amplify my own force twofold and turn it back against me. It's like using an opponent's strength against them—returning their own method upon themselves."
"It's similar to a thousand soldiers crossing a bridge on horseback. If the horses' steps are uneven, the bridge holds. But if all the horses march in unison, the bridge resonates, layer upon layer, multiplying the force tenfold or even a hundredfold until the bridge collapses."
"If I can master this power of the light gate, then when an opponent throws a punch at me, I can effortlessly deflect it and counter with double the force—or even triple or quadruple the original strength."
"Yes, that's it!"
After figuring out the principle, Ning Xiaochuan was overjoyed. Once his injuries had mostly healed, he immediately went to capture a Fire Tiger Beast to test his theory.
The Fire Tiger Beast had been sleeping peacefully in its den when Ning Xiaochuan dragged it out, much to its irritation. With a furious roar, it swiped at him with its claws.
Ning Xiaochuan stood firm like an ancient pine, unmoving. His hands traced circles in the air, repeatedly deflecting the edges of the tiger's claws, dispersing their force. The currents from his arms formed rippling waves.
Suddenly, the ripples contracted toward the center, and the faint resonance of the waves sent the Fire Tiger Beast flying backward.
The beast staggered back three meters, its claws aching, and let out an even angrier growl.
"Just reflecting the Fire Tiger Beast's force isn't enough—there's no amplification yet. Again!" Ning Xiaochuan knew he hadn't yet grasped the true power of the ripples. The real technique was to multiply the force before returning it to the opponent.
Boom!
The Fire Tiger Beast was repelled once.
Boom!
A second time.
Boom!
The thirty-first time.
By now, the beast's claws were shattered, its body covered in wounds. It felt like crying—what had it done to deserve this?
The Fire Tiger Beast turned and fled, done with this game.
But Ning Xiaochuan wouldn't let it go. Using his speed, he cut off its escape and blocked its path. "You're the king of beasts—don't be so cowardly. Charge forward! Let's fight again!"
Now capable of reflecting 1.5 times the force, Ning Xiaochuan was steadily improving through battle. He wasn't about to let the Fire Tiger Beast leave.
The beast roared—then turned tail and ran again, abandoning any pretense of dignity. It had made up its mind: no more games with Ning Xiaochuan. This human was clearly bullying it.
Ning Xiaochuan shook his head. "This Fire Tiger Beast is useless now."
He lunged forward and killed it.
The beast's corpse dissolved into a wisp of Blood Qi, which he absorbed.
Night had fallen, and the desert was blanketed in thick snowflakes, the air bitingly cold.
Howl—
A Three-Armed Bear was originally mating with another Three-Armed Bear when, midway through, it was forcibly dragged out of the cave by Ning Xiaochuan.
The Three-Armed Bear desperately clung to the legs of the Female Three-Armed Bear, but it was useless—Ning Xiaochuan's strength was far greater, surpassing even that of the bear.
Ning Xiaochuan flung the Three-Armed Bear into the icy wilderness, sending a flurry of snow flying. "Brother Bear," he said, "if you're angry, let it out!"
"Roar!"
Naturally, the Three-Armed Bear was furious and immediately lunged at Ning Xiaochuan.
"Boom!"
Ning Xiaochuan's arms traced circles in the air, creating ripples that dispersed the bear's force. Then, the ripples contracted, rebounding with 1.5 times the original power.
The Three-Armed Bear was sent flying but quickly scrambled back up, charging at Ning Xiaochuan again.
"Boom!"
Ning Xiaochuan sent it flying once more.
After repeating this twenty-six times, the Three-Armed Bear was bleeding from all seven orifices and finally turned tail to flee—it had had enough of Ning Xiaochuan's games.
Ning Xiaochuan struck it down with a single palm, then dragged the Female Three-Armed Bear out of the cave to continue practicing his martial technique.
He called this technique "Star Shifting." At its highest level, even if a meteor were to crash into the earth, he could send it flying back into space.
After being knocked down eighteen times by Ning Xiaochuan, the Female Three-Armed Bear could no longer stand.
Ning Xiaochuan was disappointed by its combat prowess—clearly, overexertion had weakened its limbs, significantly reducing its fighting ability.
"Boom!"
Ning Xiaochuan unleashed a Lightning Claw, shattering the Female Three-Armed Bear's skull. Its corpse dissolved into a mass of Blood Qi, which was absorbed into Ning Xiaochuan's body.
After an entire night of training, Ning Xiaochuan had refined "Star Shifting" to the point where it could rebound 2.1 times the incoming force—surpassing even the light gate's maximum rebound of double the force.
Ning Xiaochuan returned to the cliff's edge, his gaze fixed on the floating light gate above. A faint smirk curled his lips.
"Boom!"
His body shot upward like a cannonball, channeling all his strength into a single punch aimed at the light gate.
Ripples appeared on the gate's surface, attempting to disperse the force from Ning Xiaochuan's arm.
But ripples also formed on Ning Xiaochuan's palm, pushing the fluctuations outward and preventing the gate's ripples from contracting.
His palm slowly pressed downward.
"Boom!"
The light gate shattered into countless droplets of light.
These droplets merged into Ning Xiaochuan's body, flowing directly into his Martial Arts Heart Palace and fusing with his Martial Arts Profound Qi.
The Profound Qi within him surged rapidly, its density increasing until it broke through a critical threshold.
"Boom!"
The fourth Divine Ability within Ning Xiaochuan reached Great Perfection, peaking at the Fourth Level of the Divine Body Realm.
"Wings of Rage!"
A pair of Profound Qi wings burst from his back, spanning seven meters in length.
The wings grew even more solid, with each feather clearly distinguishable. Lightning coursed along their surfaces, making them resemble the wings of a Thunder God.
Ning Xiaochuan spread his wings and soared straight into the Second Floor of the Jian Pavilion Pagoda.
At that moment, a light flashed on the second floor of the pagoda.
A bell tolled from within the tower.
The Old Marquis and the four elderly men in the hall suddenly opened their eyes, staring intently at the Jian Pavilion Pagoda floating at the center of the hall, their expressions filled with intense shock and joy.
"He has entered the Second Floor of the Jian Pavilion Pagoda!"
"This is his first time entering the Jian Pavilion Pagoda, and it only took him three days... He actually did it."
A look of delight appeared on the Old Marquis's face as he said, "I originally thought it would take him until the fifth day to comprehend the true essence of the Jian Pavilion Pagoda. I never expected him to surpass my expectations. The rise of the Jian Pavilion Marquis House is assured."
"I wonder if he can reach the third floor?"
The Old Marquis shook his head and said, "Absolutely impossible. The second floor is already extremely perilous. If he can endure for half a day, it would be nothing short of miraculous. Be prepared to rescue him at any moment—the danger level of the second floor is far too high."
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