Chapter 113: Xiantian Realm, Breakthrough in an Instant!

A person's palm is limited in size; there are too many things one cannot hold onto.

Xu Xi never thought he could change the world, much less that everything would go according to his wishes; he was just a man, not an omnipotent god.

But.

People should always do something.

When encountering something unpleasant, one should try to change it. If one always bows their head and ignores it, the gloom in their heart will only accumulate more and more.

At least this once, Xu Xi wanted to try solving it in the manner of a "reckless man."

Within the scope of his ability.

Throwing punches, swinging blades, and slaying all evil.

…

[The fire in your heart burns your own body]

[The winter wind is bone-chilling, piercing the soul like needles, yet you only feel a dry heat. An invisible flame burns away your composure and ignites your killing intent]

[You think that perhaps it's because you've been practicing martial arts for too long, causing your behavior and thinking habits to gradually lean toward those of a straightforward Martial Artist]

[You don't dislike this change]

[Some things cannot be accomplished if one is too sober; only a chest full of rage can provide the motivation to move forward]

[The second wave of the winter Demon Tide arrives soon]

[Qingniu Town enters a defensive state. The elderly, weak, women, and children hide in their homes, while the young and strong fire bows. Led by you, the Martial Artists rush out of the town to take the initiative against the invading demons]

[Using longbows, great hammers, or blades and swords]

[The Martial Artists erupt with the blood qi in their bodies, unleashing Martial Skills that light up the sky, struggling to withstand the impact of the demons. Among them, your performance is the most astonishing]

[Your Nine Thunder Saber is like a bolt from the blue; blood qi clings to the blade, slashing out a massive and brilliant arc of saber light]

[One strike kills six demons instantly]

[Your strength deeply shocks the other Martial Artists. Even you are momentarily stunned, realizing that your strength has improved]

[Having only broken through to the Blood Exchange Realm this year, you actually show signs of the Acquired reversing into the Innate]

[You are deeply surprised, but the intense battlefield allows no room for distraction. You dive back into the slaughter with the demons]

Kill.

Kill again.

Endless killing.

Blade light dances like a wheel, punch momentum shakes the heavens. The intersection of blade and fist forms a forbidden zone that strangles all demons.

Xu Xi's figure flickered rapidly through the ice and snow.

Using the Nine Thunder Saber to gather blood qi, he formed a blood-colored blade light, forcefully killing the Green-Winged Eagles that were constantly harassing from the air.

Immediately after, he quickly turned around, stepped forward, and threw a punch.

"Bang—!!"

Xu Xi's power rose from the earth, shaking the snow layers into a scatter. Fist against fist, strength against strength, he violently and fiercely traded blows with a Demon Ape.

A shocking scene unfolded.

That fist, several times larger than Xu Xi's, was actually blasted into a mist of blood out of thin air. Fierce winds howled, and sand and stones flew. This exaggerated scene was enough to prove that Xu Xi's strength far surpassed his opponent's.

"As I thought, it wasn't an illusion…"

"As the battle intensifies, the Bottleneck of the Acquired returning to the Innate is crumbling bit by bit."

"Just what is happening?"

Xu Xi's eyes flickered. He saw it clearly: his punch just now already possessed the prototype of a Xiantian Martial Artist's Protective Aura.

It was exactly because of this that he could crush and defeat the enemy.

"Continue!"

Xu Xi decisively seized the opportunity.

Locking his gaze onto other demons, he forged ahead in one go. While the hot blood in his body was still burning, he slashed with the sound of rumbling thunder, the continuous brilliant blade light resembling a sea of silver.

The more he killed, the more his inner energy grew.

The more he killed, the more intensely his blood boiled.

High-intensity combat and a surging, powerful will prompted the blood qi to circulate rapidly within his body, surging back and forth through his internal organs.

Finally.

Simultaneously with the end of the battle, the blood qi circulation within Xu Xi's body reached complete Perfection.

Wasting no time, Xu Xi found a quiet room nearby, sat cross-legged on the spot to Cultivate, and operated his Cultivation Technique to complete one Great Cosmic Orbit after another.

"The Five Stages of Body Refining mainly temper the Martial Artist's Physical Body."

"The Physical Body is the Foundation of blood qi; only a strong body can contain the surging of blood qi."

"But—"

Xu Xi murmured, "The return of the Acquired to the Innate has other factors besides the requirements for blood qi."

"To step into the Xiantian Realm, besides the most basic blood qi and Physical Body, there are also requirements for the Martial Artist's Heart-Nature and will. When did I…"

Xu Xi paused, recalling the scene earlier where he had slain demons with a chest full of rage.

"So that's how it is…"

"The Medicinal Pills I got from Wu Yingxue allowed my blood qi to be quickly replenished, skipping the normal accumulation stage."

"And the Demon Tide in Qingniu Town made me face my true heart, slaying demons without any hesitation."

"Finally, and most crucially."

Xu Xi looked at the simulator panel that belonged only to him and said in a low voice, "I have never stopped my Cultivation of the martial path. The feedback from the Persistence trait helped me complete the final piece of the puzzle."

All doubts were resolved.

Xu Xi's heart surged with emotion. He operated his Cultivation Technique to mobilize his blood qi, causing it to continuously condense into a thick paste.

Sizzle~~

Sizzle~~

Strange sounds echoed from within his body.

Like blood boiling, like bones vibrating, like membranes pulsing, like internal organs leaping.

The entire body, the entire soul, the entire will.

All were being renewed under the washing of blood qi.

Refining Impurities, returning to primordial simplicity, reversing from the filthy Acquired state to the stainless Xiantian Realm.

A Xiantian Martial Artist.

Breaking through at this very moment!

"Thump! Thump-thump! Thump-thump-thump!"

His heart beat in succession, like a great drum being struck violently, shaking the surrounding walls so that dust fell and landed gently on Xu Xi's skin.

With another tremor, the dust was bounced away again.

Like a high-efficiency, precision roaring machine.

Xu Xi's body had already stepped into a brand-new Realm, constantly emitting a red glow of blood qi. Even the world before his eyes had changed.

"Observing Principles, Observing Principles, observing the principles of heaven and earth."

"This is the first stage of the Three Realms of Xiantian."

"After tempering the Physical Body, the Martial Artist possesses extraordinary power—the true first step to standing shoulder to shoulder with other transcendent systems."

"Observing the principles of heaven clarifies one's true nature; observing the principles of earth allows one to realize their true heart."

"Observe heaven and earth to observe oneself; imitate heaven and earth to become heaven and earth."

Inside the room, Xu Xi finished his practice and stood up. The intense, surging sound of his heartbeat gradually subsided, and all the miraculous and transcendent elements returned to the interior of his body.

He gently raised his hand.

His already superhuman Physical Body was now coated with Protective Aura, easily stirring up a great wind.

Dissipating, gathering, repeating the process continuously until half an hour later, Xu Xi finally managed to barely control the operation of the Protective Aura.

"Compared to immortal cultivation and magic, the martial path is indeed very unique."

"The self becomes heaven and earth, one's will becomes the Heavenly Dao…"

"No wonder the martial path is so fierce in the Late Stage. Every punch and kick is equivalent to a world smashing down. How could it not be fierce?"