Chapter 66: The Training Begins

Void Shattering Realm—a realm above Nirvana Realm. As the name suggests, once a soul warrior reaches this realm, they can break through the void and soar through the skies.

For those still bound to the ground in the Nirvana Realm, trying to kill a Void Shattering Realm warrior who can fly freely is incredibly difficult. Even if you're a genius in the Nirvana Realm with extraordinary combat strength that surpasses those in the Void Shattering Realm, what can you do if they simply fly away?

Therefore, the six disciples from Sheng Tian Sect, who have slain Void Shattering Realm soul warriors while still in the Nirvana Realm, are undoubtedly powerful.

However, the shock that Lin Qian gave Ding Zhirong and the others was far more overwhelming.

They could clearly see that the soul power around Lin Qian had a total of twelve halos.

The number of halos corresponds to the number of Nirvana cycles one has completed—a universal rule of this world.

And with twelve halos, this means...

"A Nirvana warrior who completed twelve cycles!" Ding Zhirong, usually calm and expressionless, suddenly changed color, staring at Lin Qian as if he were a monster.

Sitting on the ground, Zhao Haiming shook his head in disbelief and muttered, "How did such a freak appear in Linhai Prefecture?"

Li Letian and Wang Lanxin, the couple, just sat there with their mouths agape, unable to utter a word, clearly stunned by the revelation.

Seeing their reactions, Lei Qian couldn't help but laugh. When he first found out, he wasn't much better off than they were.

"Go ahead and pick your rooms and prepare for training. For the next five days, you'll be following my lead," Lin Qian instructed, waving them off as he retracted his soul power.

Out of the group, only Lei Qian, who had been tempered by Lin Qian for some time, moved with ease and casually walked toward a room. The other four, still sore from their earlier beating, struggled to summon their soul power and slowly made their way to their chosen rooms.

Under normal circumstances, they wouldn't have been so exhausted, but the earlier fight with Lin Qian had left them battered and bruised.

As they each settled into their rooms, Lin Qian waved his hand, summoning a golden system panel in midair, displaying lines of text and various data.

The paper talismans Lin Qian had Ding Zhirong and the others stick on themselves earlier were actually tools designed to help analyze them.

Thanks to the Tian Gong Department in the Huaxia Empire, Zhuge Ming had already gathered detailed combat data from their fight with Lin Qian and analyzed the results.

Unlike Lei Qian, Lin Qian didn't intend to tailor specific techniques for Ding Zhirong and the others. Instead, he aimed to correct their training mistakes. Of course, they would also have access to the Nirvana Flame Bath Potion.

Lei Qian thought the potion was a rare treasure Lin Qian had acquired from some relic, but in reality, it was made from the lowest-grade herbs in the Huaxia Empire, hardly worth mentioning. Moreover, Zhuge Ming had customized the effects of the Nirvana Flame Bath for each individual, ensuring optimal results.

"Consider this my way of repaying the favor to my uncle," Lin Qian thought, recalling the valuable research materials Qin Wushuang had obtained for him.

A short while later, Lei Qian and the others emerged from their rooms and gathered before Lin Qian.

"Lin Qian, I have a question," Wang Lanxin, the only woman in the group, suddenly spoke up, her curiosity piqued.

"What's on your mind?"

"You could've easily declined the sect leader's request to help us. With your strength, Sheng Tian Sect would be hard-pressed to challenge you in the Ancient Relic. So why did you agree?" Wang Lanxin paused before asking.

"Because Sheng Tian Sect's threat to our Wanxiang Sect was too arrogant. As a member of this sect, I couldn't just stand by. They think their disciples are so strong? I'll train you all to be even stronger," Lin Qian replied with a grin. "That's just how I am—reckless and capricious!"

His response left the five of them speechless, unsure how to respond.

"Alright, enough talking. It's time to start training." With that, Lin Qian tossed five crystal vials filled with red liquid at them. "Drink this, and then all of you attack me together."

Holding the vials, Ding Zhirong and the others hesitated, confused by the strange liquid inside.

However, without a second thought, Lei Qian popped the cork and downed the potion in one gulp, leaving not a drop behind.

Seeing Lei Qian's confidence, the others followed suit, uncorking their vials and drinking the crimson potion.

Almost immediately, they felt a surge of power from deep within their bodies, as if awakening a previously untapped reservoir of strength.

Watching as steam began to rise from their bodies, Lin Qian knew the potion was taking effect. The specially crafted potion, tailored for each of them, was designed to draw out their hidden potential in battle.

Meanwhile, Zhuge Ming had already adjusted Lin Qian's internal Tianhen to suppress his power. Taking a deep breath, Lin Qian circulated his soul power and charged at the five, starting the battle.

That night, the five, battered and bruised, soaked in the scalding Nirvana Flame Bath, gritting their teeth against the pain as the potion worked its magic.

But to their astonishment, they found that the dense spiritual energy within the Spirit Gathering Hall was now easily absorbed and refined with the help of the potion.

Overjoyed, they immersed themselves in cultivation, training through the night. At their current level, sleep was no longer necessary for recovering energy; meditation and cultivation could suffice.

However, mental exhaustion from tasks like comprehending techniques or calculating formations still required sleep for recovery.

While they toiled away in the Spirit Gathering Hall, Qin Wushuang sat atop Maoqing Mountain, anxiety etched on his face. "I hope Lin Qian can pull this off. I even canceled the relic slots challenge to give them time to train."

Sitting beside him, Wei Wushuang chuckled, patting his younger brother's shoulder. "Don't worry, that kid will make all of Linhai Prefecture sit up and take notice."

Five days passed in the blink of an eye.

Atop Maoqing Mountain, Qin Wushuang waited in the courtyard. According to their agreement, Lin Qian was supposed to bring everyone back here once the training was over.

"Hmph, give me one more day, and I'll definitely beat you," Ding Zhirong said as they walked.

"Humph, if you had spent more time on sect missions instead of training, the outcome might be different," Zhao Haiming retorted.

"What's the point of arguing? Go challenge Lei Qian instead," Li Letian chimed in.

"That guy's been with Lin Qian the longest—he's practically a mini-monster now. How can we compare?" Wang Lanxin added.

Their banter echoed through the courtyard as Lin Qian and his group finally arrived before Qin Wushuang.

But as Qin Wushuang looked at the figures approaching him, his expression suddenly changed, and he exclaimed in shock, "How is this possible?!"