Chapter 490: Transcending to the Seventh Realm

Chapter 490: Transcending to the Seventh Realm (Monthly Vote Requested)

It was blood—streams of crimson liquid seeping from every pore. The expelled blood ranged from dark maroon to vivid scarlet, mingling with sweat as it dripped from his body. The martial arts hall reeked of iron-rich gore, pooling beneath his feet in a gruesome testament to his transformation.

Lin Qi recognized this as Blood Transfiguration—the purging of all old blood from his flesh, followed by his marrow regenerating fresh, potent life essence. This new blood would strengthen his physical form exponentially while flushing out toxins and impurities accumulated over years. Each blood renewal was a rebirth, a metamorphosis.

Yet pain wracked his body—nauseating dizziness, weakness, and unquenchable thirst. His complexion paled like parchment as blood loss drained his strength. This wasn't mere physical agony—it was visceral suffering.

"Xiaochan, bring me Energy Brews!" he rasped.

"At once, Master!"

Her metallic sphere body rippled like liquid, reshaping into a humanoid figure with fluid curves. She retrieved multiple bottles from the fridge, twisting off caps before handing them over.

"Gulp! Gulp!"

As sweat and blood drenched his robes, Lin Qi chugged the nutrient-rich brews. Every drop replenished the minerals his body desperately needed. Five bottles vanished in moments, but the void within him remained. His body felt like a sieve, hemorrhaging vitality. Dizziness persisted. More brews disappeared. His vision blurred as his body teetered on the edge—this transformation could kill the unprepared. That’s why it was reserved for the Seventh Realm, the final stage of full-body refinement. Only after purifying every organ, bone, and sinew could one rebirth with new blood.

His organs worked overtime, metabolizing the essence from 400 kilograms of calamity beast flesh he’d consumed. Golden Radiance vision revealed his internal circulation—muscles, tendons, skin (first three realms), then bones, organs, and marrow (realms four to six). Now, his entire system surged with a grand circulation, marrow churning to produce denser, darker blood. Vital energy thickened, his life force unmistakably transformed.

"Ha! Ha!"

Time lost meaning. He drank, he sweated, he endured. At some point, the stench of blood and sweat—once overwhelming—became background noise. His black martial robe solidified into a crimson shell, encrusted with layers of dried blood. Then, suddenly, the storm within him quieted. Discomfort dissolved. Strength surged from his core outward, invigorating his limbs.

With a thunderous roar, his eyes snapped open—golden runes flashing beneath his skin. A blinding Golden Radiance erupted, vaporizing his blood-crusted shell in an explosive burst. Shockwaves rippled outward.

"Roar!"

He inhaled deeply, chest expanding like a bellows, then exhaled stale air in a primal scream. Gazing into the mirror, he saw his transformed self: towering and muscular, shoulders broad as a mountain, every muscle a masterpiece of ironclad perfection. His chiseled features radiated golden light, resembling a celestial being descended to earth.

Lin Qi’s lips curved upward. He’d done it.

From the Sixth Realm (Bone Marrow Cultivation) to the Seventh (Blood Renewal), his Template Innate Talent had propelled him from the First Realm to here in nearly three years. Golden text flickered in his vision:

[You consumed 400kg of high-grade calamity beast flesh. Marrowwash Elixirs initiated systemic marrow purification.]

[Marrow Purity Classification upgraded to Five-Star Crystal Marrow. Bone Marrow Cultivation Perfected. Vital Energy stat +1]

[Perfect Marrow Purification triggered Blood Transfiguration. You’ve transcended to the Seventh Realm: Blood Renewal. Your total Vital Energy +201]

[Seventh Realm achieved. Template Fusion Rate +2%]

[Vital Energy: 3999→4200]

[Template: Erlang Divine Yang Sword]

[Fusion Rate: 32%→34%]

He chuckled, admiring his stats. Two hundred points gained in one breakthrough—he’d earned it through sheer beast flesh consumption.

The stench of congealed blood snapped him back. His training hall had become a slaughterhouse. "Xiaochan, clean this place."

"Immediately, Master."

She activated cleaning drones while Lin Qi stripped off his ruined robe, tossing it into the wash. In the shower, steaming water sluiced black-red runoff down the drain. Every droplet drumming against his skin created distinct echoes—his hearing had sharpened. Vision, smell, touch—all his senses now operated at superhuman levels.

Drying off, he stepped into a cleansed hall. Fresh air drifted through open windows. Testing his power, he approached the Punch Force Analyzer.

With a roar, his muscles coiled like steel springs. Fists swung—a golden blur. The impact created a sonic boom.

"70005kg!" flashed the screen.

Seventh Realm cultivators began at 40,000kg (40 tons) of punching force. His 70-ton strike exceeded that baseline by 30 tons—closing in on the 100-ton benchmark for the Eighth Realm. Even A-Rank Geniuses struggled to reach 40 tons. S-Rank prodigies might scrape 50. Every Seventh Realm practitioner was a rare talent—yet he surpassed them all by 30 tons. And this was without activating his special abilities.

Golden Radiance flared across his skin—two layers of ancient runes swirling like living serpents. Combining Golden Edge and Radiance techniques, his combat power multiplied threefold.

"Let’s see what 3x amplification does", he mused.

The analyzer trembled as his fist blurred—a divine weapon incarnate. The impact created a visible shockwave of white energy.

“Whoosh!!”

The entire Martial Arts Training Hall trembled with violent gales, every corner vibrating with ferocious gusts of wind. Lin Qi felt an overwhelming surge of power erupt from his body.

For a fleeting moment, it felt as if he could punch straight through space itself.

“Beep!!”

The Electronic Screen flickered wildly, rapidly updating before displaying new figures:

“213,515 kg!”

Lin Qi nodded inwardly at the numbers.

Just as expected—three times his Combat Power. His 70-ton Fist Strength had skyrocketed to 210 tons.

The stats were staggering. Even a low-tier 8th-stage Martial Artist’s Fist Strength barely reached 100 tons. With double the Combat Power, most would only hit 200 tons.

In other words, his strength had already entered the Dominion Aesthetic of the 8th stage.

He’d just broken into the Seventh Realm, yet already wielded the power of the Eighth Stage. This was the result of his Innate Talent and Special Ability amplification.

Clutching his fist, Lin Qi mused that even among Seventh Realm cultivators, his Combat Power ranked among the elite.

Only peak Seventh Realm SS-Rank Geniuses, Sss-Rank cultivators, or those who’d Awakened two Special Abilities could rival him.

After all, a triple Combat Power boost was absurd.

Each additional Special Ability granted an astronomical leap in strength.

“Let’s test my Speed next.”

Activating the Speed Tester, Lin Qi positioned himself at the training hall’s far end—its length spanning a full 30 meters. His training hall was unusually vast, a rectangular space stretching long enough for serious practice.

“Whoosh!!”

“Huff!!”

He dashed back and forth in a blur. At maximum speed, he became a golden streak of lightning, tearing through the air and leaving behind phantom afterimages.

“Beep!! Beep!!”

“119 m/s!”

“357 m/s!”

The Electronic Screen flashed two sets of data.

A grin spread across Lin Qi’s face.

Speed, too, had tripled. Both his strength and velocity now matched the Dominion Aesthetic of an 8th-stage Martial Artist.

Across the Blue Planet, only he could achieve this—entering the Seventh Realm yet possessing the physical might of an 8th-stage cultivator.

Well, almost only him.

There was one other: the Red Emperor. If he’d truly Awakened three Special Abilities, his Combat Power might quadruple. Defeating opponents beyond his realm would pose little challenge.

Awakened Geniuses in the First Realm could already use Special Abilities to defeat foes two stages above them.

At the middle stages of a Martial Artist’s cultivation, those with powerful Innate Talents might only leap a single stage. By the late stages, ordinary Awakened Geniuses became the weakest tier—everyone had Special Abilities then.

Merely having top-tier Combat Power within one’s realm was already impressive. Even Sss-Rank Geniuses couldn’t hope to defeat enemies beyond their stage.

Only those who’d Awakened two Special Abilities—true top-tier Geniuses—could.

And he was among the rarest of them. Once his Vital Energy Stat rose further, and he mastered an advanced Primordial Energy Martial Art to condense his Primordial Energy Force, his Combat Power would ascend another tier.

By then, he’d be nearly invincible within the Seventh Realm.

He grabbed the Tiger Slaughter Long Spear from the wall and began swinging it within the training hall.

Even under triple gravity, the 500-kilogram spear felt like 1,500 kilograms. Yet in his hands, it had become significantly lighter.

Before stepping onto the battlefield, he’d need to purchase an even heavier seven-tier long spear to fully unleash his might.

Lin Qi glanced at the time on the wall. It was already 8 PM—eight hours of Bone-Cleansing & Blood Renewal had been spent on this breakthrough.

In the Seventh Realm, he’d still undergo multiple Blood Transfigurations ahead.

…

The next morning

Outside the Heavenly Dome Tower, electric cars flooded the plaza, unloading students who poured into the tower for daily training.

Jiang Tao, a towering figure with dark skin, joined the crowd.

Glancing at Lin Qi beside him, he frowned.

His senses were sharp—something about Brother Qi felt different today.

The man himself was the same, yet his aura had completely transformed. This was a fundamental, internal metamorphosis.

It felt thick, oppressive, like standing before a Grade 7 Disaster Beast—a difference in life’s hierarchy.

A sensation he’d only felt around the institute’s leaders.

“Could it be…?”

Jiang Tao’s mind raced, a shocking realization dawning.

His heart pounded as he leaned toward Lin Qi inside the lecture hall, whispering,

“Brother Qi, did you breakthrough?!”

Seeing Jiang Tao’s curiosity, Lin Qi nodded with a smile.

“Taozi, your perception’s getting sharp.”

“They actually noticed?!”

Internally, Lin Qi was surprised. Jiang Tao’s perception had grown dangerously keen.

He’d thought few could detect his change.

Seeing Jiang Tao notice, Lin Qi realized the man’s exceptionalism.

“Seriously? You broke through?!”

Jiang Tao’s eyes widened. Though he’d suspected, confirmation still sent shockwaves through him.

He’d barely reached the 5th Realm peak, thinking his speed impressive.

Yet Lin Qi, his age-mate, had already ascended to the Seventh Realm, becoming a late-stage Martial Artist.

A high-tier Martial Artist!

His own instructor, Liu Ran, was only a Seventh Realm cultivator!

How could his cultivation speed be this fast?!

This Innate Talent was terrifying. Even as an elite SS-Rank Genius himself, Jiang Tao felt immense pressure facing Lin Qi.

Wan Ming, sitting nearby, also widened his eyes upon overhearing their conversation.

“Brother Qi, did you really reach the Seventh Realm?!”

Wan Ming blurted out before realizing his mistake, hastily clamping his mouth shut.

But the entire lecture hall brimmed with top-tier geniuses, their hearing acute.

In an instant, the Martial Arts Training Hall erupted into chaos.

“What?! Lin Qi broke through?!”

“Seriously?! The Seventh Realm?!”

Fifty pairs of eyes swiveled simultaneously toward Lin Qi.

Chu Yu and Du Shanyan’s eyes bulged too.

“Gulp~”

Chu Yu swallowed hard. He was still in the Sixth Realm’s mid-stage, preparing to ascend to late-stage.

And Lin Qi had already leapt ahead?

They were all Sss-Rank Geniuses—how could the gap be this massive?!

“Lin Qi, is it true?!”

Chu Yu stood abruptly, demanding confirmation.

Feeling the collective gaze, Lin Qi calmly admitted,

“I broke through yesterday.”

Revealing his Seventh Realm breakthrough wasn’t worth hiding—everyone would learn soon enough.

But the room only grew louder.

Gasps echoed like a chorus, as if sucking all oxygen from the air.

The four newcomers—Liang Yuxin, Ao Feng, Duan Chuchu, and another—stared blankly, their minds reeling.

They’d just ascended to the Fifth Realm’s Organ Cultivation Stage, two entire stages below Lin Qi!

Ao Feng’s expression turned vacant. Two years ago at Azure Firmament Martial Academy’s opening, Lin Qi hadn’t even matched his stage.

Now, two years later, the gap had become an insurmountable chasm. Lin Qi’s tail lights vanished beyond his sight.

Everyone marveled at Lin Qi’s breakthrough.

The Seventh Realm was different—it marked entry into Xia Kingdom’s upper echelons.

The difference felt incomparable.

News of Lin Qi’s breakthrough spread like wildfire.

After class,

“Brother Qi, did you get the invitation?”

As they left the lecture hall, Jiang Tao asked, finally recovering from his shock.

“Zhang Tianyang broke through to the Seventh Realm and invited us to celebrate at his party.”

Lin Qi nodded. He’d received Zhang Tianyang’s invitation during class.

Accepting such invitations, especially when generous gifts were exchanged at breakthrough celebrations, was customary.

“Let’s go,” Lin Qi agreed.

Rejecting would be impolite, especially after receiving a valuable gift at his own celebration.

…

Residence 48, Xingxiu Villa—a luxury estate where Zhang Tianyang’s party buzzed with activity. Servant robots ferried lavish dishes inside.

A tall, broad-shouldered man with rugged features clenched his fist, pride radiating from his expression.

Zhang Tianyang grinned,

“I’ve finally reached the Seventh Realm—earlier than both Lei Shuang and Meng Yuxuan.”

“Who’d have thought I’d break through just three months after graduation?”

“Only two months behind Shen Heng!”

His phone buzzed. Projecting the call, a familiar face appeared.

“Lei Shuang? Calling to congratulate me? Jealous of beating you to the Seventh Realm?” Zhang Tianyang chuckled.

“Zhang Tianyang, how can you laugh?!”

“Don’t you know? Lin Qi’s already broken through to the Seventh Realm too!”

Lei Shuang’s voice cut through the screen.

…

(End of Chapter)

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