Chapter 615 - 258: Intense Special Training, Dharma Body Metamorphosis

"Who wants to go first?"

Chen Ping asked with a smile.

In his hand, he held a bamboo sword, entirely green, seemingly not very sturdy. Yet, Han Xiaoru and Ji Mingyue both knew the power depended on who wielded it.

In Chen Ping’s hand, it could become an Unrivaled Divine Sword; being struck by it felt both painful and ticklish, leaving an unbelievably intense, tearing ache from the soul to the flesh.

This was already the third day of special training.

According to Chen Ping, if you cannot reach the critical point of the Divine Martial in such a short time, how can you stand on your own and help me conquer this vast world?

To outsiders, such words would seem shameless.

But to Han Xiaoru and Ji Mingyue, they resonate deeply in their hearts.

They did not beg for mercy or complain of pain, pushing their limits to the fullest, absorbing spirit stones, aiming to withstand ten sword strikes from Chen Ping.

Indeed.

Having persuaded them, Chen Ping offered his limited spirit stones to the two, as he believed providing assistance was better than mere adornment.

Enhancing the combat power around him was far more cost-effective than marginally improving his own power.

"I’ll go."

Han Xiaoru had a tenacious spirit.

Though she had been pushed to her limits by Chen Ping with power at the same realm and struck countless times into excruciating pain, nearly brought to tears.

Strangely, she found that the worst pain was precisely where her True Gang Glazed Body Blood Gang Qi was most stagnant.

After each wave of pain, her Qi and Blood flowed smoother, her physical strength increased significantly.

Simultaneously, her ability to control her body naturally improved.

The strangest thing was that her Yin Deficiency and Yang Excess Domain, which had been directionless, rapidly took shape under the intense provocation of Chen Ping’s murderous bamboo sword, like red-hot iron ingots hammered, impurities removed, emitting a peculiar glow.

Of course, under such intense torment, not all effects were positive.

After each confrontation, Han Xiaoru felt as if her body was being wrecked, collapsed into a heap, with every ounce of potential exhausted and spent.

At these times, Chen Ping offered spirit stones he had seized, and operated the Cyan Wood Longevity Skill to replenish her Qi, heal her, and restore her spirit.

"Great, I admire your spirit to combat heaven and earth, senior sister. Knowing defeat yet undeterred, Divine Martial is very close to you now."

Chen Ping believed in encouragement and commendation as a form of education.

He showed no mercy in the physical trials, more ruthless than the toughest instructors, yet provided tender spiritual comfort, praising Han Xiaoru to the point where she even forgot the pain of getting struck.

She thought, although her junior brother might lack charm and hit too hard, his words were truly delightful.

As a senior sister, she ought to understand her junior brother’s difficulties, and thus tolerate it.

Therefore, Han Xiaoru gritted her teeth, releasing three spans of golden-red Gang Qi, charging forward like a violent dragon, her sword’s edge stirring angry tides, roaring with impact, crashing back, shattering the hillside, with fractured bones, dizzy and dazed.

Blood trickled from her lips, her eyes flashed red light, she let out a long howl, having just landed, ignoring the nearly exploding pain of over two hundred bones, focusing intensely, she exclaims, "Purple Sky."

As the words leave her mouth, a deep purple thunderbolt erupts from Han Xiaoru, with enormous explosive force, suddenly manifesting, gathering on the broadsword, transforming into a fierce thunder dragon.

The thunder dragon’s eyebrows and eyes emerging vividly, whiskers twisting like serpents, as its head directs, a thirty-zhang-round domain of wild thunder appears with a loud sound.

Before the sword’s edge reaches, the strong Qi mechanism already pounces, the ground ahead splits open with a massive fifty-zhang-long chasm, like a ground dragon turning over.

Chen Ping’s bamboo sword flicks and blocks, snapping with a crunch.

His Stinging Dragon Dharma Body quivers slightly, dissipating this force that peaked at the critical point.

His eyes are filled with excitement.

"Good, senior sister, you’ve finally unleashed a sword of Unity of Essence, Qi, and Spirit, the Shenxiao Thunder Control True Understanding has truly been achieved."

He couldn’t help but feel delighted.

You must know, this cultivation technique passed down from the Shenxiao Sword Sect.

Is actually far superior to the sect’s famed reputation.

Chen Ping had realized this ever since he used Spiritual Qi to convert Purple Sky Thunder Essence.

Daoist sect thunder techniques are said to strengthen with realm enhancements, their quality increasingly superior.

The cultivation difficulty is such that it brings countless talents to tears.

It’s commonly said that before reaching the Divine Martial Realm, it’s impossible to truly grasp and unleash powerful thunder techniques.

Mingcheng, Mingfa, and Yan Beifei, despite cultivating for years, have merely grasped a fraction, unable to truly employ Purple Thunder.

As for Elder Tongyun, his so-called Purple Thunder Domain is actually part of the Water and Thunder Lineage, his domain incorporating principles of Purple Sky Divine Thunder, utilizing minor aspects, not a genuine mastery.

As for Han Xiaoru, initially it seemed impossible for her to achieve mastery, yet mysteriously, her body’s innate talent reached an unfathomable level, her potential seemingly endless, appearing exhausted, then after a night’s rest, she was able to continue practicing.