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"These three months have been quite fulfilling, as if I have returned home, completely absorbed in studying the classics without a care for the outside world. Unfortunately, this is not a long-term solution, and I cannot stay here for a lifetime." Ren Pingsheng glanced at the many books he had yet to read and could only sigh helplessly.
He knew that tonight he would be able to open the third Meridian, and from then on, he needed to focus on his cultivation to become an Outer Sect Disciple as soon as possible. Only then could he gain more resources, improve his training, and become stronger quickly.
Returning to his room, Ren Pingsheng immediately began his cultivation.
About two hours later, he started to channel Spiritual Energy to impact the third Meridian. The Yangming Meridian had only a thin layer remaining, so under the assault of Ren Pingsheng's Spiritual Energy, it soon collapsed.
The opening of the third Meridian marked that Ren Pingsheng had reached Refining Qi Level Three. With just one more step, he could become an Outer Sect Disciple.
Rising to sense the increased strength within him, Ren Pingsheng smiled with satisfaction. A thousand jin of strength was something he had never dared to imagine before; now, even if he fought barehanded against those Beasts, he would not be at a disadvantage in terms of power.
Not only his strength but also his five senses became much clearer in an instant. He could see the insects flying outside the window seven or eight zhang away clearly under the moonlight, their wings vibrating distinctly.
His hearing sharpened as well; many sounds he had heard before and some he had not were now clear to him. Outside the window, he could hear the sound of earthworms breaking through the soil three zhang away and the buzzing of mosquitoes passing by.
Beyond ten zhang, things became a bit blurry; at greater distances, his perception was limited. It seemed this was the benefit brought by his breakthrough. Within ten zhang, everything was under his control; this feeling was truly wonderful!
He did not expect to break through so quickly. With time still on his hands, Ren Pingsheng continued to cultivate until his mind was exhausted again before lying down on his bed to rest.
"Hey, do you think that guy will choose to clean the Library again this time?" Bai Shi Tang asked deliberately.
"Who knows? He's such a strange fellow; without any contribution points for work, he actually did it for three months straight. I wonder if something is wrong with his head," someone chimed in.
"I heard that this guy ranked forty-fifth on the testing leaderboard; who would have thought he's such a fool? What a waste of such good talent; heaven really has no eyes."
"I see you're just jealous! No wonder, with that orange talent, it does sound quite pathetic."
"Wang Xiaoqi, what the hell do you mean? What's wrong with my talent? If you're not convinced, let's go to the Dueling Platform."
The Dueling Platform is a place where disciples usually spar, and it is also used by those with conflicts to resolve their issues.
"I'm too lazy to argue with you. Look, that silly guy has arrived. How about a bet this time? Ten contribution points, I bet he will choose a task from the Library."
"Tch, you only know how to play little tricks. I bet he won't choose. I still have ten contribution points."
Ren Pingsheng entered the Bai Shi Tang Hall and immediately attracted most of the attention. He was now somewhat of a celebrity, although his reputation wasn't very good.
He paid no attention to these people, tightened his grip on the Refined Iron Sword, and looked up at the tasks available this time.
This action surprised others; he used to rush straight to the window. Why was he looking at the tasks this time? Could it be that he had an epiphany and was preparing to choose a different task?
"Damn, could this guy really have an epiphany!" The one called Wang Xiaoqi had a somewhat unpleasant expression. Meanwhile, another person beside him smiled widely; getting ten contribution points for free was not bad.
"Chopping wood task, thank you!" Ren Pingsheng chose this task because it only required a trip out in the morning. Each time he needed to deliver two hundred pounds of firewood, which he could complete in one hour.
After accepting the task, Ren Pingsheng did not linger and left directly to start his mission.
Every morning he practiced Sword Technique for an hour, then went to Back Mountain to chop wood. After returning and resting briefly, he began cultivating his mental method, absorbing Spiritual Energy and impacting his Meridian.
Now after a day of cultivation, he could absorb two hundred units of Spiritual Energy. After accounting for the consumption of strengthening his body’s Meridian, muscles, and organs, he could store eighty units of Spiritual Energy each day. Therefore, every two days he could impact his Meridian once. He believed that within a month at most, he should be able to break through.
The Azure Wind Sword Sect has regulations that Registered Disciples will undergo an assessment six months after entering the sect. If they have not become Outer Sect Disciples or reached the Qi Refinement fourth level realm by then, they will be asked to leave immediately.
In fact, this assessment can be said to have no difficulty. For an ordinary person, as long as they put in the effort, they can generally open a meridian within a month.
Even for those who are slightly less capable, it would not take more than a month and a half. Six months is more than enough time unless one is unwilling to cultivate.
Thus, half a month passed, and Ren Pingsheng's cultivation was getting closer to the Fourth Heaven.
With his talent, he could actually open a meridian in at most half a month. The main reason was that he always spent a large amount of spiritual energy to continuously nourish and strengthen himself until the meridian could no longer be enhanced before attempting to break through. In contrast, others would stop nourishing and strengthening once they could endure the pain of the breakthrough and directly attempt to open the meridian.
So, calculated roughly, it also takes about a month to open a meridian. However, his meridians were inherently wider and more resilient than others. He absorbed and refined nearly one-third more spiritual energy than others.
On this day, before dawn, Ren Pingsheng arrived at the back mountain. He first practiced swordsmanship for half an hour and then began cultivating his mental techniques.
He discovered that the half hour just after sunrise was when spiritual energy was most active, so he decided to conduct his mental training there.
By the time he finished his practice, it was already afternoon. Ren Pingsheng washed his face by the Little River and finally felt hungry.
"I need to get something to eat; I can't go back on an empty stomach." Just as he thought this, a tiger's roar suddenly echoed from afar.
"Hehe, it's you! Just when my cultivation has made great progress, I'll try it out on you." With a push of his foot, Ren Pingsheng leaped forward, following the sound.
He quickly reached the source of the noise. Not only was there the roar of a tiger but also the crisp whimpering of other animals. It seemed this tiger was also looking for food.
"Turns out it's a Little White Fox." Ren Pingsheng saw that in front of the tiger lay a small fox completely covered in white fur, less than two feet long, with bloodstains on its legs. Clearly, it had caught the tiger's eye and was about to become dinner.
"Ow... ow..." The Little White Fox continued to whimper softly, its voice clear yet filled with panic. It seemed to realize its impending tragic fate but was still unwilling to give up—was it calling for someone to save it?
"Haha, looks like I’m going to be a hero today." As for whether the Little White Fox was human or not, he didn't dwell on that question.
Ren Pingsheng swaggered out, immediately catching the attention of Spotted Tiger. It was more interested in this upright creature; a Little White Fox could not fill its belly.
"Hey everyone, let's see who is stronger." Ren Pingsheng set aside his fine iron sword and rushed over, directly grabbing the two paws of the charging tiger. With a powerful shove from his shoulder, he flipped it over.
The tiger kicked off with its hind legs and pounced again. This time, Ren Pingsheng sidestepped to avoid the tiger's sharp claws and threw a punch. The tiger let out a miserable cry and tried to escape with its tail between its legs, clearly not able to withstand the hit.
Ren Pingsheng would not let his prey escape. He swiftly jumped onto the tiger's back and landed several punches on its head until it fell silent.
"Wow, this one weighs at least seven or eight hundred pounds; I can't finish it all." After glancing at the now docile Little White Fox lying on the ground nursing its wounds, Ren Pingsheng walked over.
Seeing Ren Pingsheng crouch down, the Little White Fox let out a couple of soft sounds and licked his hands that were stroking its fur, seemingly trying to show goodwill. Its big black eyes sparkled with intelligence.
"Little one, consider yourself lucky this time; let me help you with your wounds." Ren Pingsheng searched around and found several types of hemostatic herbs. He applied them to the Little White Fox's injuries, and the bleeding stopped immediately.
After checking on the now calm Little White Fox, Ren Pingsheng took his fine iron sword and quickly skinned the tiger clean. Then he cut off a large chunk of meat, gathered some firewood, and started a fire to roast the meat.
Soon, an enticing aroma wafted through the air, making Ren Pingsheng's fingers itch; he hadn't eaten all day and was starving.
"Ow... ow..." Just as he was about to dig in, the Little White Fox called out from not far away, also attracted by the smell of meat. Its shiny black eyes were fixed on the roasted meat, drooling.
"You’re hungry too, little one? Come try your brother's cooking; I promise you won't be disappointed." Ren Pingsheng was generous and tore off a piece to place in front of her.
"You're full now; what a little foodie you are!" He patted his belly and looked at the Little White Fox beside him, who was happily squinting her eyes. The thirty-plus pounds of tiger meat had been completely devoured by this man and beast duo.
"Little one, your leg injury isn't healed yet; you'll stay here for the night. It's quite safe around here; I'll come check on you tomorrow." Ren Pingsheng settled the Little White Fox near where he had previously cultivated; there was an abandoned Small Cave nearby.
He walked a short distance into the thicket and began gathering firewood. This was a secret spot where he had spent half a day collecting enough wood for a month. Each time he returned, he only needed to choose a few pieces to carry back.
"Ow... Ow..." It seemed that Little White Fox knew that Ren Pingsheng was about to leave, calling out twice as if to say goodbye, or perhaps to express gratitude.
"What an interesting little creature, so spirited. If it weren't for my cultivation responsibilities, I would really want to keep one by my side."
For three consecutive days, each time Ren Pingsheng came over, he would first check on Little White Fox's injuries, then change the herbs before starting his cultivation. After finishing his cultivation, he practiced his roasting skills.
Under such careful care, Little White Fox's injuries finally improved; she could run around and was considered recovered.
On the fifth day, as soon as Ren Pingsheng arrived, he saw Little White Fox sitting by the riverbank, wagging her tail, clearly waiting for him.
"Little one, why are you up so early today?" Ren Pingsheng asked with a smile as he picked her up.
"Ow!" Little White Fox suddenly broke free from Ren Pingsheng's arms and jumped out, then dashed forward. After running a couple of steps, she turned back to look at Ren Pingsheng, as if waiting for him to catch up.
Seeing this scene, Ren Pingsheng was quite curious and unsure of what Little White Fox was up to, so he quickly followed her. Gradually, their speed increased!
An hour later, they had already entered deep into the Mountain Range, which made Ren Pingsheng feel suspicious. After all, going further in would bring dangers that he might not be able to handle.
Even encountering a low-level Fierce Beast would be enough trouble for him. If a Mid-level Fierce Beast appeared, he would only have the option to flee.
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