Chapter 5: Breaking Through the Middle Stage of Cultivating Qi

  "It must be so, Young Master Gao wants to kill this waste, it's not a difficult task for him, he must be considering the Fang family behind this kid. If I kill this kid now, I will definitely get Young Master Gao's appreciation." Lin Ping, after a brief shock, quickly grasped the key point, drew his long sword from his waist and stabbed at Fang Yan.

  Fang Yan, the only son of the Fang family in Yanzhou City, was a waste and a joke in the eyes of outsiders. At 15 years old, he had only cultivated his Qi to the third level, while his peers were all at the fourth or even fifth level. This showed that among the young generation of the three major families, his talent was the worst.

  Against Fang Yan's flames, Lin Ping had the confidence to cut them down. At this moment, he had already thought of Fang Yan being beheaded and was considering how to ask for a reward from Gao Jin.

  "Boom!"

  Fang Yanquan's fist was like the wind, with the momentum of a collapsing mountain. The Collapsing Mountain Fist burst out, and a shadowy fist shot out with a loud whoosh, heading straight for Lin Ping. Lin Ping, due to his momentary carelessness, ended up taking a not insignificant loss.

  "You trash actually hurt me, I want you dead." Lin Ping was knocked back by the collapsing mountain fist, his face twisted in a fierce scowl, bellowing at Fang Yan with a face full of venom.

  "It's you who will die." Fang Yan sneered, today it was either him or Lin Ping who would perish. As soon as the move started, a fierce and powerful force burst forth, the strong gusts of wind howled, Lin Ping's formation was disrupted, he retreated all the way without stopping, and in the end, even Fang Yan's body couldn't get close.

  "How is this possible, is that still the useless thing from the Fang family?" Lin Ping was shocked, under Fang Yan's attack which was like a stormy rain, he kept retreating, his blood and energy surging up, his internal organs injured by the opponent's fist.

  The attack unfolded like flowing clouds and water, and Lin Ping was completely unable to fight back. This useless person with a gentle temperament, how did he suddenly become so agile, as if he had changed into a different person.

  Suddenly, Fang Yan was a broken slash to Lin Ping's side, drawing out the long sword on his back and slashing down with one sword. Next, under Lin Ping's shocked and frightened gaze, a brilliant blood light burst forth. This trash wasn't always using fists, why did he suddenly use a sword?

  "Pffft!"

  A sword pierced Lin Ping's neck, and he fell to the ground, making only a few symbolic movements before falling silent.

  "Ding! Congratulations, host, for obtaining four points of merit value!" A cold voice echoed in Fang Yan's mind, and he let out a slight breath, with a few beads of cold sweat appearing on his forehead.

  Although he had killed Zhang Tao before, it was a sneak attack and they hadn't really clashed. But now Lin Ping was facing him head-on, and if he wasn't careful, the one lying on the ground would be him.

  Fang Yan wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead, gazing at the gradually brightening horizon, and fell into deep thought: "If these two don't return for a long time, those people will inevitably have some doubts. With my current strength, it's not a problem to deal with one or two Qi Refining Fourth Realm cultivators, but if I encounter someone above Qi Refining Fifth Realm, it's hard to say... This place is not suitable for staying for too long, it's better to leave early!"

  Fang Yan searched around on the two corpses, took out two cloth packages, and then turned around and left.

  The undulating forest stretched as far as the eye could see, and Fang Yan only pondered for a moment before striding into the woods. He had always avoided this forest, for deep within it lay some powerful demonic beasts; his strength was insufficient, and entering would be a dead end. Now, he couldn't care about that anymore.

  In the vast forest, all kinds of monsters are scattered everywhere. Every now and then, a burst of shrill howls rises, bringing with it sharp whistling sounds that make one's hair stand on end.

  He burst through the thicket, Fang Yan suddenly stopped in his tracks, and a fierce punch shot out. All that could be heard was a loud "Boom!" The leaves flew about, and the grass in front of him exploded into a bloody mist.

  "Ding! Congratulations, host has obtained 1 point of merit value!" The system's cold prompt sounded in Fang Yan's mind.

  "A first-class Sword Tusked Boar!" Fang Yan parted the grass, saw a first-class demon beast, whispered to himself, scanned around for a while, didn't find any accompanying spiritual herbs, turned his head and walked towards the depths of the forest.

  All the way, Fang Yan often killed a sword-toothed boar during the day and used the blood of the wild boar to attract more monsters. As for the monsters, he didn't reject any of them and killed them all to turn them into experience points.

  Doing so also comes with no small risk, in this deep forest there are often some powerful demon beasts, if you're not careful you'll **capsize in a ditch.

  At night, Fang Yan jumped onto a tree branch and closed his eyes to meditate.

  A warm and gentle power emerged in the dantian, as the pure yang gong circulated, this power gradually merged into the flesh and blood. Fang Yan knew that this gentle power was the manifestation of the gong point value, compared to the ordinary cultivators who ate the blood and flesh of demonic beasts, swallowing dan medicine was much more convenient and faster, and the speed of cultivation would naturally be much faster.

  Once the pure Yang Gong heart method is activated, the gong points value transforms into a warm and powerful energy that flows into the body, merging with the flesh and blood, and Fang Yan can feel the changes in himself at all times.

  His cultivation speed far exceeded that of ordinary people, a thousand miles in one day. However, what made Fang Yan extremely distressed was that the consumption of his merit points was also incredibly fast, and the merit points he earned from hunting and killing demonic beasts on the same day were only enough for him to cultivate for that day.

  In the following days, Fang Yan was living such a life, hunting and killing demonic beasts to earn experience points during the day, and jumping onto tree branches to cultivate at night.

  In the blink of an eye, half a month's time had quietly passed, and after this half-month contact, Fang Yan was even more aware of the system's reversal of heaven.

  Dappled sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting speckles of light on Fang Yan's face, and his breathing was incredibly thick.

  "Ding, congratulations to the host for accumulating 80 experience points, successfully advancing to Qi Refining Fourth Stage."

  A cold system prompt sounded in Fang Yan's mind, followed by a dull hum that suddenly echoed through his body. The surging energy spread throughout his limbs, and Fang Yan suddenly opened his eyes, with a flash of excitement: "Fourth level of Qi training! Now I'm also a mid-term Qi training cultivator."

  Fang Yan sprang up from the thick tree branch and jumped down, feeling as light as a swallow. His body contained a powerful and surging energy. With one punch, he brought forth a strong gust of wind. A loud crash was heard, and the large tree in front of him, which was about ten feet in diameter, was directly snapped in half at the waist.

  Body like a clear breeze, slowly falling from the treetops, the Bung San Fist is immediately displayed, the fist moves and shakes, the energy shoots out in all directions, with the momentum of splitting mountains and cutting off peaks!

  "Ding! Human-level top-tier martial skill 'Collapse Mountain Fist' proficiency +1!"

  A cold system voice echoed in his mind, Fang Yan's heart was undistracted, immersed in the cultivation of Bongshan Fist.

  Bengshan Fist Seven Forms, one form follows another, its power is geometrically explosive.

  It wasn't until half a day later that Fang Yan finally stopped moving, wiping the sweat from his forehead and muttering to himself: "This is the energy of the intermediate stage of Qi training? It's really powerful! Compared to before, it's at least four or five times stronger, and the power of this Crashing Mountain Fist has increased by nearly tenfold."

  "By extension, the fifth stage of Qi cultivation is at least two to three times stronger than the fourth stage, and the ninth stage is dozens of times stronger than the fourth. As for Gao Jin, he's at least at the eighth or even ninth stage, which means he's dozens of times stronger than me. I'll have to hide and evade him for a while!" At the mention of Gao Jin, a fierce glint flashed in Fang Yan's eyes, his fists clenched tightly.