Chapter Ten: The Five Phases of the Physical Body

  Ye Chen finished speaking, his arm shook, and the body of Zhao's illegitimate younger brother directly flew into the air. A dark bronze fist tore through the air, causing the airflow to hum, and struck his abdomen with a loud crash.

  "Pffft!"

  Zhao Jia's illegitimate son was like a kite with a broken string, drawing a beautiful parabolic curve in the air, spewing out a blood-colored rainbow, and landing with a loud crash right in front of Zhao Hao.

  "You... you've ruined my dantian..." Zhao Jia's disciple's voice was filled with extreme resentment and deep despair, Pfft! Another mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, and he fainted dead away.

  Ye Chen smiled, stroking his chin, and said: "With your qualifications, you will never be able to break through to the Secret Realm of Fate. The elixir field is useless to you, it's just a waste." After finishing speaking, Ye Chen turned around and walked to the bird vendor's stall, pointing at the cage with a seven-colored small bird inside, saying: "Boss, how much did I buy this bird for?"

  "Not expensive... not expensive... Ye Shao wants it, I'll give it to you at cost, 500 gold coins." The boss trembled all over, having personally witnessed Ye Chen's strong and ruthless behavior earlier, he didn't dare offend him.

  Ye Chen smiled and threw out a bag of gold coins, carrying the bird cage and pulling Nan'er who was a bit dizzy but had excitement in her eyes, turned around and was about to leave.

  "Halt!" Ye Qing shouted.

  Ye Chen turned his head and looked at Ye Qing in surprise, saying: "Did Brother call me back for something?"

  "You can't just leave like that!" Ye Qing glared at Ye Chen, her voice furious: "Do you know what kind of trouble your actions today will bring to the Ye family?"

  "What does your brother want?" Ye Chen's gaze was as sharp as a knife, staring directly into Ye Qing's eyes. "Does your brother think that the people of the Ye family deserve to be bullied by others? You, Ye Qing, can afford to lose that person, but I, Ye Chen, cannot!"

  "YOU!" Ye Qing's face turned iron-gray, pointing at Ye Chen, unable to speak, only feeling his chest churning with rage, almost spitting out blood. He had an urge to rush up and tear Ye Chen apart, but reason told him that the current Ye Chen might not be weaker than he was when he first entered the sixth stage. His body shook several times with anger, his eyes gleaming with a fierce light, as he said: "I will report this matter to the master of the house, and the master will punish you!"

  "I'm waiting for the master to summon me!" Ye Chen threw out this sentence, glanced at Ye Qing and Nang'er, and strode away.

  At the moment Ye Chen turned around, Ye Qing clearly saw the disdain in his eyes, and suddenly felt as if a knife had been inserted into her heart. She was once a worthless person who endured humiliation in front of him, but now he treated her with such an attitude, making Ye Qing feel an urge to explode.

  "Ye Chen, I will definitely make you die!" Ye Qing's eyes were full of malice as she stared at Ye Chen's back, her fingers clenched so tightly they turned white.

  Everyone in Bird City looked at the departing white figure, and there was no longer any contempt or disdain in their eyes. Instead, it was replaced by a kind of fear. Today, Ye Chen's methods were ruthless and merciless. He disappeared for half a year, and from being a useless body that couldn't cultivate, he suddenly rose to power. In this city, except for the few big families and the City Lord's Manor, who dared to offend him?

  It has been three days since Ye Chen returned to the Ye family from Bird City, but the master of the Ye family has not called for him. The Zhao family also did not have any obvious reaction, as they were in the wrong first and it was their people who took action first, thinking they could bully a disabled person at will, but unexpectedly they were beaten half to death by someone more skilled, so they had no choice but to swallow their anger.

  The Gu family didn't make any moves either, just a few servants, and provoking the young master of the Ye family was not right to begin with, so no one stood up for them.

  These days, Ye Chen has been practicing in the back mountain as usual. With his current strength, those black iron ingots are no longer suitable for him to practice with. The Overlord Fist Seal can quickly consume his physical strength. In the empty forest, Ye Chen's figure is like a fierce lion, emitting a strong aura. As he swings his arms, residual shadows appear, and the air flow within a foot or so around him converges towards his fist. Every punch he throws causes the air to vibrate, producing a series of loud noises, as if an Overlord is roaring in anger.

  Ye Chen seemed to be tireless, repeating the same movement over and over again, practicing the Boxing King's Fist for an entire afternoon, finally exhausting his last bit of physical strength. He was drenched in sweat, his hair and clothes completely soaked, his chest heaving up and down as he panted loudly.

  At this moment, the mysterious mark on his chest emitted a faint heat, and pure spiritual energy surged out, rapidly flowing to his limbs and eight meridians, before flowing into his muscles. Over and over again, it refined and tempered them. Under the refinement of the spiritual energy, his muscles became increasingly full and resilient, containing powerful explosive force.

  Nine weeks later, the spiritual energy automatically stopped again, no longer washing and refining the muscles, but directly gathering towards a cell particle, constantly drilling into it. In these few days of cultivation, that cell particle had already reached the edge of explosion. Now, after absorbing a large amount of spiritual energy, it finally burst open with a loud noise. The vigorous blood energy filled every inch of the body, and the flesh was once again refined, making the muscles even more resilient.

  "Once again, I've awakened the power of a savage beast, perhaps even three heads of savage beasts. After tempering my body with blood and energy, I can directly enter the fifth stage of Bone Forging Realm!" Ye Chen said to himself.

  Now his body has four golden cell particles, each of which will turn into a golden particle after exploding, representing the power of awakening a fierce beast!

  The last time he absorbed the spiritual energy stored in the seal in the depths of this mountain, it was all consumed within these few days. Ye Chen had underestimated the amount of spiritual energy his body could absorb. He had thought that storing the spiritual energy from the seal to its fullest state would be enough for him to enter the fifth stage of Body Refining, but he didn't expect that just awakening a single cell particle would consume all the spiritual energy.

  Half a month's time passed in the blink of an eye, during which Ye Chen would enter the depths of the rear mountain every three days to store up spiritual energy and then return to cultivate. Along the way, he also encountered several sixth-level wild beasts, but they were all killed by him, and it was considered to be a narrow escape without encountering anything stronger.

  Ye Chen had been absorbing spiritual energy in the deep mountains three hundred miles away from his cultivation site, not daring to venture deeper for fear of encountering eighth-level wild beasts. At that time, even if he wanted to escape, it would be impossible. In this half-month period, he once again awakened two cell particles, possessing the power of six fierce beasts within him. After more than a dozen spiritual energy and twice blood energy refinement, his cultivation had reached the peak of four segments. The swollen muscles had shrunk, but the contained power was even more terrifying.

  "As long as I awaken one more cellular particle, after the refinement of my spiritual and blood energies, I will be able to enter the fifth stage!" Ye Chen thought to himself. He sat cross-legged on a ten-zhang-high tree branch, with all the spiritual energy in the world converging towards his chest, everywhere was filled with green light points, as if countless fireflies were dancing around him.

  There are still two months until the end of the year, and every year at the end of the year, each family in Lincheng will hold a martial arts competition for their disciples. The top three winners will receive spiritual medicine rewards. In previous years, the first prize for the Ye family's year-end martial arts competition was only a low-grade superior spiritual medicine. However, this time, Ye Chen heard that the family had taken out a low-grade extreme spiritual medicine as the first prize, making every young disciple of the Ye family envious.

  The spiritual energy contained in the low-grade spirit medicine is roughly equivalent to the total amount of mystical marks stored by Ye Chen at his current stage. Last time, Nan'er drank the Blood Orchid Soup and forcibly raised her strength from 4th rank to 5th rank peak within half a month.

  However, although it is the effect of blood ginseng, it has a great relationship with Nannuo's physique. Once, Ye Chen heard Ye Wentian mention Nannuo's affairs. Seven years ago, Ye Wentian encountered Nannuo under a nanmu tree in the mountains during an outing and took her back because she was pitiful. At that time, Nannuo was less than four years old. Ye Wentian found that Nannuo had a special physique, so he kept her by his side and treated her as his own daughter.

  Nan'er was very sensible and volunteered to serve as a maid to Ye Chen in order to repay the kindness of Ye Wen Tian. Although Ye Wen Tian did not agree, he could not stop Nan'er's decision. Later on, it just ended like that, letting Nan'er take care of Ye Chen's daily life.

  "This time at the end of the year, I must win the family martial arts competition and get the low-grade extreme spirit medicine. Although I don't need it, for Nang'er it's a rare treasure that can help her break through the fifth stage peak and enter the sixth stage marrow refining realm."

  Ye Chen was absorbing spiritual energy from the mark on his chest while thinking deeply.

  Cultivation grew, and the amount of stored imprints also increased significantly. From morning till noon, the mysterious imprint gradually became saturated. A flash of light appeared on his chest, and at the same time, the spiritual energy in the sky slowly dispersed. Ye Chen sat on a tree branch, looking around to make sure there were no hidden beasts before jumping down from the branch. He then unfolded his footsteps, running swiftly through the deep mountains like a hunting leopard.

  Three hundred miles away, Ye Chen didn't stop for a moment, running back in one breath, sweating profusely. As soon as he returned to the empty space where he practiced, he started punching with all his might, every punch was full of strength.

  He stretched out his hands and feet, his entire body crackling with energy as every movement generated a rapid flow of air, creating a continuous humming noise. His fists were swift and fierce, exuding an aura of dominance that filled the air. The sound of his roar merged with the explosive sounds of the air being struck, echoing throughout the training grounds. The fallen leaves around him were swept up by the powerful gusts of wind, forming strips that swirled continuously in mid-air.

  The Overlord Fist Seal, Ye Chen performed over a hundred times in a row. After exhausting his physical strength, he struck out the last punch and stood still, his body slightly shaking.

  Bang!

  The swirling air burst open, and the leaves that had gathered in a strip suddenly scattered, filling the sky with falling leaves, fluttering piece by piece.

  A faint warmth spread from the seal, and spiritual energy surged into his body. Ye Chen hastily sat down, not needing to guide it, as the spiritual energy automatically cleansed and tempered his muscles. Each time, it went through nine cycles before stopping. Intermittently, Ye Chen felt that he was about to break through.

  At this moment, the last moment of awakening, next to the six golden particles, a cellular particle slowly swelled up. In the chest imprint, the spiritual energy poured into the cellular particle continuously. The cellular particle gradually grew to the size of a sesame seed and then to the size of a soybean. Half an hour later, it finally reached its limit and became the size of a thumb.