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Chapter 182: Spiritual Power Surge
Chapter 182: Spiritual Power Surge (Requesting Monthly Votes)
“Roar!”
Lin Qi directed his Mawfang Hound to launch a surprise attack, clashing violently with an Ironthorn Boar.
He wasn’t yet familiar with the Mawfang Hound’s attack style—the sudden collision sent violent shocks through his spirit.
“Boom!”
The Mawfang Hound was sent flying by the Ironthorn Boar’s charge. Lin Qi felt as though his own consciousness had been struck. The Mawfang Hound died, dissolving into golden light, but Lin Qi immediately summoned another one to continue fighting.
Continuous attacks, combined with his subconscious activation of the Mind’s Eye innate talent, allowed him to grow increasingly adept with the Mawfang Hound. His combat power skyrocketed.
After two more deaths, the Mawfang Hound finally killed the Ironthorn Boar.
“Boom!!”
The Ironthorn Boar and Aotear Fanged Hound vanished, shaking the entire Consciousness Realm. Gray mists began emerging from the void, coalescing into a single mass. Lin Qi realized this gray mist represented his Spiritual Power Manifestation.
[You’ve mastered the Atlas of Calamities, completing your first cultivation session. Spirit +3]
[Spirit: 34→37]
Lin Qi smiled, satisfied. His cultivation had succeeded, directly boosting his Spiritual Power by three points.
“I feel great. The Spiritual Power Elixir’s effects haven’t worn off yet. I can keep improving.”
Without hesitation, he reopened the Red Scroll, summoning an Ironthorn Boar and Shadow Cat to fight a two-on-one battle.
“Haa… haa…”
“Mew!”
The massive Ironthorn Boar and agile Shadow Cat attacked from different angles. Lin Qi controlled his Mawfang Hound to retaliate.
Mental combat was different from reality—Lin Qi could endlessly revive and heal his Mawfang Hound until the enemies were completely destroyed.
An hour later…
“Haa… haa…”
“Mew!”
The Ironthorn Boar and Shadow Cat vanished after screaming in agony.
[You’ve consumed a Spiritual Power Elixir. After arduous training, your spirit has improved. Spirit +2]
[Spirit: 37→39]
Lin Qi opened his eyes and stood slowly. Even with the Spiritual Power Elixir’s assistance, over an hour of consecutive training had exhausted him—but the results were worth it.
Staring at his Status Panel’s 39 Spirit stat, he couldn’t help smiling. His improvement speed felt like rocketing—five points gained in one session. If his Vital Energy could grow this fast, no freshman would rival him again.
Minutes later…
“Hiss!”
Hot water washed over Lin Qi in the shower, rinsing away sweat and fatigue. His gaze fixed on his Status Panel:
[Name: Lin Qi (18)]
[Occupation: Martial Artist]
[Template: Erlang Shen Yang Jian]
[Fusion Rate: 15%]
[Innate Talents: Stomach Reinforcement, Dragon Vigor Tiger Might, Steelbone, Mind’s Eye]
[Martial Arts: Harmony Stance, Five Elements Boxing, Golden Vajra Tiger Evolution Method, Basic, Mountain-Shattering Spear Method, Dripping Water, Unyielding Pillar, Split Mountain Spear Techniques, Thunderflash Body Arts]
[Spirit: 39]
[Vital Energy: 33]
[Fist Techniques: Second Stage 62%]
[Spear Techniques: Second Stage 57%]
[Body Techniques: Second Stage 38%]
His smile widened. His stats had changed dramatically. The Template Fusion Rate had reached 15%—he estimated needing months, even years, to breach 20%. His Spiritual Power now eclipsed his Vital Energy, granting sharper environmental awareness. This made him eager for future martial arts training.
Staring at his mirror reflection, he noticed a faint vertical scar between his eyebrows—nearly invisible unless scrutinized.
“When did this appear?” Rubbing his forehead, he wondered. He knew the Erlang Deity possessed a Heavenly Eye. Would he develop one as his Fusion Rate advanced?
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The next day, under bright sunlight…
Several cars stopped before the towering Spiritual Cultivation Arena. Lin Qi gazed up at the skyscraper-like structure, curious about its total floors and what awaited at the summit.
“Seeing the Spiritual Cultivation Arena always awes me!”
“They say Red Emperor established it using a treasure from the Otherworld—a drop of blood, a weapon fragment… Various legends exist. It emits strong spiritual pressure.”
“Through its machinery, the Arena supposedly weakens spiritual impacts for training. True or false?” Guan Shan mused.
“Who cares? Let’s just boost our Spiritual Power first.” Jiang Tao entered first, followed by the others.
As prodigies, they walked up the stairs to the Arena’s second floor.
“These past days, my Spiritual Power has risen sharply. I’ll enter the third floor soon.” Jiang Tao charged into the blue training zone, where invisible spiritual pressure surged like tidal waves. He sat on a meditation cushion, and others followed suit.
“Brother Qi, you should start too!” Jiang Tao urged, eyes opening against the pressure.
Lin Qi shook his head: “You train here. I’m heading to the third floor!”
The group gawked. Jiang Tao exclaimed, “Brother Qi, what’s going on?”
Lin Qi grinned: “My Spiritual Power broke through yesterday. The second floor’s too weak now.” He turned toward the stairs.
Jiang Tao’s heart clenched. They’d secretly tried the third floor before—the spiritual pressure there was far stronger, barely tolerable. “Brother Qi, your Spiritual Power’s rising too fast!” The others exchanged uneasy glances.
Wang Qiufeng clenched his fists: “My Spiritual Martial Art isn’t complete yet, but Lin Qi’s spirit has already surpassed mine. If he gets stronger after mastering it… Is this the difference of genius?”
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Lin Qi reached the third floor—spacious but less crowded. Fewer meditation cushions occupied the space, most users being seniors with imposing auras.
He quickly spotted familiar figures: the voluptuous Duan Chuchu, the pale-faced Ao Feng, and Huo Wanyang, the “Warm Marquis” and “Freshman Supremacy.”
Expected presences, but two figures surprised him—a pair of stunning twins with contrasting auras.
He knew Azure Firmament Third College recruited these twins last year after failing to find other geniuses. Ranked #28 and #29, both were S-Rank Geniuses rivaling other Academy Heads in Spiritual Power.
Finding a spot, Lin Qi stepped into the blue zone. A faint hum surrounded him, like a wave crashing forward.
“Boom!”
His body jolted—the spiritual pressure here dwarfed the second floor. Without the Atlas of Calamities cultivation, he’d have collapsed immediately.
The twins opened their eyes. “That Lin Qi’s got skill. First time on the third floor and he didn’t crumple,” the older sister remarked.
The younger nodded: “He probably trained Spiritual Martial Arts to adapt to the second floor before advancing—cautious choice.”
Nearby, Ao Feng sneered: “Took him days to reach here. His Spiritual Power’s pathetic.” He closed his eyes again, enduring the pressure.
Seniors noticed Lin Qi’s arrival. Freshmen reaching the third floor stirred pressure waves.
Lin Qi’s heightened perception sensed dozens of gazes but focused solely on spiritual refinement.
He compared cultivation methods internally:
1. Elixirs: Easiest and painless Spiritual Power boost.
2. Spiritual Martial Arts: Tiring but effective, requiring funds.
3. Spiritual Cultivation Arena: Cheapest but most painful, relying on pressure to forge Spiritual Power.
“Boom!!”
Spiritual pressure surged. Gray mist in his consciousness condensed further, generating more mist. His Spiritual Power jumped by five points.
Enduring the impact, he gradually adapted. An hour passed unnoticed.
“Haa!”
Ao Feng broke concentration, sweating profusely. Head pounding, he left the blue zone, relieved as pressure faded. Huo Wanyang had already departed, but Duan Chuchu and the twins—newer arrivals—struggled. Yet Lin Qi remained calm, unbroken, not a bead of sweat on his brow.
Ao Feng clenched his fists. They’d entered around the same time, yet Lin Qi’s stability implied superior Spiritual Power.
Unable to accept this, Ao Feng left. Soon, Duan Chuchu and the twins followed, all exchanging the same thought:
“Lin Qi’s Spiritual Power is formidable!”
(End of Chapter)
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