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Chapter 421
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Okay, let's tackle this translation. First, I need to make sure I understand the context and the key elements of the chapter. The main character is Lin Qi, a martial artist undergoing a painful bone marrow training to enhance his vitality. The chapter mentions terms like Spiritual Power, Vital Energy, and various cultivation stages. The user provided metadata specifies Lin Qi as male with he/him pronouns.
Chapter 421: The Agony of Bone Marrow Training (Requesting Monthly Votes)
This translation maintains consistency with the chapter’s terminology (e.g., "Bone Marrow Training" aligns with the narrative’s technical terms) and preserves the meta-element of "(Requesting Monthly Votes)" as a standard reader prompt in web novels. The title flows naturally while retaining the original’s intent and structure.
Chapter 421: The Agony of Bone Marrow Training (Requesting Monthly Votes)
"Inhale... exhale..."
Lin Qi steadied his breath, the shifting air currents stirring gentle breezes within the Martial Arts Training Hall.
His Spiritual Power, like invisible tendrils, seeped into his body, probing his bones and the marrow within.
The bone marrow—red and yellow, coursing through every skeletal channel—was the core of blood production.
But as his Spiritual Power pierced the bone walls, he frowned. The marrow’s surface appeared murky, its vibrant hues dulled by thick, sludgy impurities—like a polluted river choked with sediment.
He’d known residual toxins lingered in his body, but this much?
"Master Mu Hong warned", Lin Qi mused, recalling his mentor’s notes. "Impurities from childhood diets and early-stage elixirs like Nutritional Meals and Stamina Tonics accumulate over years. At the Sixth Realm, purification becomes inevitable."
Purifying the marrow was the ultimate trial for Sixth Realm martial artists. It wasn’t just about enduring pain—it was a crucible reshaping the body’s foundation.
"Rumble!"
He channeled Vital Energy into his bones, the marrow surging like molten lava. His muscles and skeleton vibrated violently, generating Vital Force that scoured the toxins.
A searing agony erupted in his skull.
"Bone marrow refinement strikes the deepest layers of the body", he gritted his teeth. "The stronger the pain, the purer the marrow."
The impurities clung stubbornly, like parasitic growths fused to his essence. His Vital Energy surged like pressurized water jets, blasting away the grime. Sweat drenched his trembling frame as waves of torment lanced through his nerves, as if countless needles pierced his bones.
"No one escapes this torment", he thought, recalling how many cultivators stagnated at the Sixth Realm—not for lack of talent, but willpower. Even awakened prodigies often faltered.
Alternative paths existed: refining Primordial Energy to stimulate marrow renewal or consuming Heavenly Treasures like Disaster Beast marrow. But both demanded wealth and patience—luxuries Lin Qi couldn’t afford.
"I’ll endure it all", he snarled. "Speed is my only path to the Sixth Realm’s peak!"
Activating his Golden Edge ability, he fused its power with Vital Energy. Efficiency soared, but the pain multiplied—his forehead slick with cold sweat. Yet he welcomed it. His body still brimmed with essence from 80 kilograms of blood-flesh, fueling his organs’ relentless metabolism into stamina.
His Spiritual Power sharpened, detecting the first impurities flushing out. As marrow flow quickened, a chain reaction ignited—his muscles thickened, organs hummed with renewed vigor, and his genetic structure subtly evolved.
[Your bone marrow refines. Your body transforms. Vital Energy stat +1, +1, +1…]
Four hours passed.
The training hall fell silent, save for his ragged breaths. Sweat dripped in rhythmic plinks—then stopped.
Lin Qi’s eyes snapped open.
His chest heaved like a mountain in upheaval, exhaling a torrent of stale air. Rising unsteadily, he felt reborn.
[After four hours of marrow training, your body transforms. Vital Energy stat +50. (1020 → 1070)]
He clenched his fist. Vital Energy coursed like rivers of fire, bones denser, marrow pulsing with renewed vigor. His Body Constitution had skyrocketed—the very foundation of his strength. A single punch now carried titanic force.
"First Realm gains were slower than snail’s crawl", he mused, staring at the stats. "Now 50 in one session? This is the Sixth Realm’s true power."
Downing an Energy Brew, he recalled the torment. Ordinary geniuses might endure an hour; resilient ones, ninety minutes. Four hours? Madness.
But his body warned him: further strain would risk injury. The blood-flesh reserves had drained to their limit.
After a brief rest, he seized the Tiger Slaughter Long Spear.
"Hiss!"
"Roar!"
The spear carved whirlwinds, rattling curtains as the Grand Scenic Aesthetic enveloped the hall—a realm of martial intent.
Focusing, he immersed himself in spear techniques. His stats rose, but so must his skills. Fourth-Circle Midphase mastery beckoned toward the peak, where technique and spirit fused into unstoppable force.
A feat few achieved without innate talent.
But Lin Qi needed none.
Every strike was a step forward.
Looking at the character names: Lin Qi's name is in pinyin, so other names like Mu Hong should follow suit. Words like "Sixth Realm" and "Seventh Realm" are stages in cultivation, so they should be capitalized. Terms like "Primordial Energy Martial Art" should be checked for consistency. The user allows revising terms if needed for better flow, so if "Primordial Energy" is better as "Primordial Qi", I might consider that, but the original uses "Primordial Energy", so stick with that unless it's a known term.
Dialogue and descriptions need to flow naturally. For example, the line about bone marrow being polluted like a river should maintain the metaphor but sound idiomatic. The pain descriptions must convey intensity without being overly dramatic.
Technical terms: "Status Panel" is a UI element, so keep capitalized. "Vital Energy Stat" should be "Vital Energy stat" since "stat" is short for statistic and not a proper noun unless specified. However, the original uses "Stat" capped, so maybe the system treats it as a proper noun. Need to check consistency.
Action scenes: When Lin Qi uses the Tiger Slaughter Long Spear, ensure the verbs are dynamic. "Whiz" and "whoosh" are good for spear movements. The Grand Scenic Aesthetic might be an ability name, so keep capitalized.
The end of the chapter mentions a vote request, which is a meta element. The user wants "" at the conclusion.
Check for any leftover Chinese characters or pinyin. Replace any that aren't part of names or terms. Ensure all pronouns are he/him. Watch for sentence structure to avoid awkwardness, like splitting long sentences for readability.
Finally, verify that all terms from the glossary are used correctly, and adjust capitalization as per the rules. Make sure the translation reads smoothly, engagingly, and without errors.
Chapter 421: The Agony of Bone Marrow Training (Requesting Monthly Votes)
"Inhale... exhale..."
Lin Qi steadied his breath, the shifting air currents stirring gentle breezes within the Martial Arts Training Hall.
His Spiritual Power, like invisible tendrils, seeped into his body, probing his bones and the marrow within.
The bone marrow—red and yellow, coursing through every skeletal channel—was the core of blood production.
But as his Spiritual Power pierced the bone walls, he frowned. The marrow’s surface appeared murky, its vibrant hues dulled by thick, sludgy impurities—like a polluted river choked with sediment.
He’d known residual toxins lingered in his body, but this much?
"Master Mu Hong warned", Lin Qi mused, recalling his mentor’s notes. "Impurities from childhood diets and early-stage elixirs like Nutritional Meals and Stamina Tonics accumulate over years. At the Sixth Realm, purification becomes inevitable."
Purifying the marrow was the ultimate trial for Sixth Realm martial artists. It wasn’t just about enduring pain—it was a crucible reshaping the body’s foundation.
"Rumble!"
He channeled Vital Energy into his bones, the marrow surging like molten lava. His muscles and skeleton vibrated violently, generating Vital Force that scoured the toxins.
A searing agony erupted in his skull.
"Bone marrow refinement strikes the deepest layers of the body", he gritted his teeth. "The stronger the pain, the purer the marrow."
The impurities clung stubbornly, like parasitic growths fused to his essence. His Vital Energy surged like pressurized water jets, blasting away the grime. Sweat drenched his trembling frame as waves of torment lanced through his nerves, as if countless needles pierced his bones.
"No one escapes this torment", he thought, recalling how many cultivators stagnated at the Sixth Realm—not for lack of talent, but willpower. Even awakened prodigies often faltered.
Alternative paths existed: refining Primordial Energy to stimulate marrow renewal or consuming Heavenly Treasures like Disaster Beast marrow. But both demanded wealth and patience—luxuries Lin Qi couldn’t afford.
"I’ll endure it all", he snarled. "Speed is my only path to the Sixth Realm’s peak!"
Activating his Golden Edge ability, he fused its power with Vital Energy. Efficiency soared, but the pain multiplied—his forehead slick with cold sweat. Yet he welcomed it. His body still brimmed with essence from 80 kilograms of blood-flesh, fueling his organs’ relentless metabolism into stamina.
His Spiritual Power sharpened, detecting the first impurities flushing out. As marrow flow quickened, a chain reaction ignited—his muscles thickened, organs hummed with renewed vigor, and his genetic structure subtly evolved.
[Your bone marrow refines. Your body transforms. Vital Energy stat +1, +1, +1…]
Four hours passed.
The training hall fell silent, save for his ragged breaths. Sweat dripped in rhythmic plinks—then stopped.
Lin Qi’s eyes snapped open.
His chest heaved like a mountain in upheaval, exhaling a torrent of stale air. Rising unsteadily, he felt reborn.
[After four hours of marrow training, your body transforms. Vital Energy stat +50. (1020 → 1070)]
He clenched his fist. Vital Energy coursed like rivers of fire, bones denser, marrow pulsing with renewed vigor. His Body Constitution had skyrocketed—the very foundation of his strength. A single punch now carried titanic force.
"First Realm gains were slower than snail’s crawl", he mused, staring at the stats. "Now 50 in one session? This is the Sixth Realm’s true power."
Downing an Energy Brew, he recalled the torment. Ordinary geniuses might endure an hour; resilient ones, ninety minutes. Four hours? Madness.
But his body warned him: further strain would risk injury. The blood-flesh reserves had drained to their limit.
After a brief rest, he seized the Tiger Slaughter Long Spear.
"Hiss!"
"Roar!"
The spear carved whirlwinds, rattling curtains as the Grand Scenic Aesthetic enveloped the hall—a realm of martial intent.
Focusing, he immersed himself in spear techniques. His stats rose, but so must his skills. Fourth-Circle Midphase mastery beckoned toward the peak, where technique and spirit fused into unstoppable force.
A feat few achieved without innate talent.
But Lin Qi needed none.
Every strike was a step forward.
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