Cosmic-Level Demon God
Chapter 227 - 155: The Unfortunate Nanhuang Daoist School, Once Again Beaten Up by He Lanchan!

Chapter 227: Chapter 155: The Unfortunate Nanhuang Daoist School, Once Again Beaten Up by He Lanchan!

The furnace body refining at Nanhuang Daoist School is indeed miraculous.

Half an hour passed swiftly. In the state of introspection, Qin Shi saw his conical-shaped lungs being infiltrated by wisps of smoke, forming a white cocoon that wrapped around them.

As he alternated his breathing and his blood flowed, the fragile organs seemed to be strengthened, gradually becoming more vibrant.

"Underwater breathing, filtering toxic gases, helps in adapting to the space environment... Once the ’Supreme Emperor’s Weapon’ is fully forged, one can even survive by devouring various kinds of ’qi’, similar to the ancient cultivators who consumed mist and dew, and sustained themselves on qi."

His thoughts drifted as some unidentified powder was boiled into vapor, transformed into ethereal white smoke that surged towards his nose, bringing a peculiar experience.

Numerous hallucinations leapt before his eyes, the surrounding world seemed to warp, presenting a bizarre display of colors, large patches of chaotic hues filling his vision, then becoming a blurry scene.

Sometimes it was the neighborhoods of Old Factory Street, peers from the disciples’ school; other times it was Cheng Ze struggling to escape the quagmire, or the overbearing and arrogant Qin Lihao...

Persons or events that had left an impression on him kept flashing by, encircling him.

"This intensity is quite strong."

Qin Shi immersed himself in a sensation similar to the one in his previous life when he was poisoned by mushrooms and saw little figures.

He admired these extremely realistic hallucinations while maintaining clear awareness.

Through his immense spiritual power, he silently observed the process of his mind being eroded.

"It’s no wonder Spiritual Ability Users are so detested."

Qin Shi tugged at the corners of his mouth, as from a god’s perspective, he noticed his mind subtly quivering as the inhalation of the gas increased.

The originally pure and flawless light of his spirit somehow became tainted with several alien hues, like ink spreading slowly in a glass of clear water.

This was the source of the hallucinations.

"Spiritual Ability Users use telekinesis in much the same way, seizing weaknesses in the mind, drilling in through gaps, and then creating or implanting false memories... If it were the New Martial Sect, or the Old Martial Sect without the path of limit breaking and without the Divine Residence Inner World, they would need to carry detection equipment and deploy a Silent Force Field to prepare against this."

Qin Shi couldn’t help feeling grateful that, following his current upgrade path, as long as he wasn’t obstructed by the Seven Great Limits, he had a good chance of becoming a "Numerical Monster" in martial arts!

"Why bother perfecting techniques when you can comfortably rely on numbers."

Ding!

The Monument Panel suddenly flickered, and the achievement [Overgrowth] shone.

He joyfully received a [Qi Eating] badge!

"Later, when I activate all five secrets from the Cosmic Furnace Secret Manual at Nanhuang Daoist School, I might be able to activate more."

Qin Shi closed his eyes, operating the Cultivation Furnace, as intense heat surged from beneath his feet, spreading through his limbs and bones, forging his lungs, enwrapped in the white cocoon, into a crimson hue.

The lung hilum, the lung roots, the lung lobes... These extremely fragile organ tissues, like rough casts in a forge, were gradually being strengthened.

"My breathing efficiency seems to have improved."

Qin Shi imagined, that in the future, like Superman, he could compress gases through his breath, turning them into a terrifying exhalation.

Such powerful vitality should be enough to support him in roaming the Star Sea and traversing the Galaxy!

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"This kid is really bold!"

The white-haired elder’s eyes were fixed on the screen, almost jumping in shock at the image transmitted back by the camera.

That fine powder made from grinding three "Devil’s Vine" pods, half a gram of which could make twenty hallucinogens.

For someone at an Amateur Level with Life Force of eighty or even ninety points, inhaling so much gas would be akin to taking banned substances, losing control of their body, with their five senses veiled and their nerves numbed, leading to wild movements or uncontrollable weeping.

Yet Qin Shi seemed unaffected, his mind as still as a mountain, with little change in his expression.

"The more I understand Junior Brother Qin, the more terrifying his talent seems."

Yu Weiwei, who had just finished preparing nutrient meals and was waiting for Qin Shi to finish his cultivation, pursed her lips and said.

As a high-achieving student in the Spiritual Ability System of the Four National Southwest United, she had seen countless prodigious youths selected from all over, but it was extremely rare to encounter someone like Qin Shi, with both top-tier spiritual and physical vitality, advancing in tandem.

"To walk the path without any weaknesses, one must invest dozens, even hundreds of times more effort than others, or else they would never gain such a distance."

The white-haired elder squinted, noting that Qin Shi’s most distinctive talent was his unreasonable breakthrough speed, almost unaffected by common factors such as learning comprehension, resource absorption, and digestion, without even experiencing bewilderment or difficulties.

In He Lanchan’s words describing Qi Wuxiang, he was a "heartless cultivation machine."

"Junior Brother Qin, in just a few short months, has traversed a path that takes others several years, and this degree of focus is indispensable."

Yu Weiwei agreed with her master’s viewpoint. She, too, was considered a "top-tier genius" in the eyes of the world, well aware that every bit of progress on any path came with great difficulty, though others could not empathize, seeing only the glamour.

Just like her own title as the "Spiritual Witch" of the Southwest United, a master-level skill allowing the blossom of flowers with a thought, the binding of spirits, the void bloom, causing netherworld creatures to flee in fear.

Yet the brighter the light of the spirit, the closer it is to the netherworld, and the heavier the erosion suffered.

Yu Weiwei almost daily found it impossible to sleep, tormented by nightmares.

Those frantic murmurs had haunted her since a young age, endlessly entangling her, striving to drag her into the dark abyss.

If not for following her master in cultivating the Cosmic Furnace Secret Manual to suppress the spirit and burn away distractions, she might have gone mad long ago.