Chapter 6: Savage Body Refining

## Chapter 6: The Savage Wilderness Refinement

Ye Chen sought out a small hilltop, a humble knoll compared to the three towering peaks of the sect, yet still adorned with lush trees and vibrant flora.

*Hu!*

Exhaling a breath, Ye Chen plunged the Tianque Sword into the ground before him. Then, with a cut to his finger, he let a drop of fresh blood fall upon its surface. A spirit tool, by its very nature, required the acknowledgment of its master.

Swiftly, the fresh blood merged with the Tianque.

However, the sword immediately trembled, a flash of green light rippling across its surface. Then, a torrent of information, imbued with an overwhelming aggression, surged forcefully into his mind.

*Wu...!*

A sudden, piercing agony seized his mind, causing Ye Chen to clutch his head fiercely, his voice a low groan of pain.

Yet, the pain arrived as quickly as it departed.

After but a moment, Ye Chen shook his head. The throbbing veins on his forehead slowly subsided, and his somewhat dizzy gaze cleared. In their place, an irrepressible surge of wild joy erupted on his face.

"Savage Wilderness Refinement!" Ye Chen's breath came in ragged gasps.

This unrestrained elation stemmed entirely from a hidden secret technique concealed within the Tianque Sword. His act of dripping blood to acknowledge mastery had triggered a seal within the blade, releasing the technique known as the Savage Wilderness Refinement.

"Truly, I've stumbled upon a treasure!" Forcing down his excitement, Ye Chen quickly settled into a cross-legged position on the ground, quietly comprehending the mysteries of the secret art.

Through this comprehension, Ye Chen discovered that the Savage Wilderness Refinement was, at its core, a body-tempering secret technique.

"Refine bone and extract marrow, calcine sinew and build meridians, burn heart and quench blood, grind skin and file flesh."

Ye Chen realized, even as he spoke these words aloud, that his heart hammered like a drum. These sixteen characters, however, were the most profound interpretation of the Savage Wilderness Refinement.

Indeed, this was the Savage Wilderness Refinement, a method that calcined every inch of one's skin, every section of bone, every meridian—a thorough and complete refinement of the physical form. The pain inflicted by cultivating this secret technique was no less intense than the tortures of *Lingchi*, the Thousand Cuts.

"Which madman devised this secret law?" Ye Chen opened his eyes, his mouth agape in wonder. This Savage Wilderness Refinement technique was utterly overbearing in its intensity.

But after his initial astonishment, a fervent light still shone in Ye Chen's eyes.

While the Savage Wilderness Refinement demanded the endurance of pain that ordinary mortals could not bear, the benefits gained after refinement were equally astonishing. Cultivated to Great Accomplishment, it could forge an Indestructible Vajra Body, capable of pushing mountains and overturning seas.

Furthermore, this secret technique was not for everyone. It required the cultivator to be born with an innate fire.

Ye Chen understood. The Savage Wilderness Refinement was tailor-made for him. His acquisition of it was a destiny ordained by fate. The overwhelming flame within his body provided the heaven-bestowed condition required.

"Since Heaven allowed me to obtain you, it will surely not let you be buried," he mused inwardly. Ye Chen had already decided to cultivate this Savage Wilderness Refinement secret law.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly closed his eyes.

After a quarter hour of breath adjustment and comprehension, he secretly activated the Savage Wilderness Refinement method, which he now fully understood.

*Ka ba!*

As the refinement secret method began to circulate, sounds of bone collision echoed within Ye Chen's body. The immortal fire in his Danhai surged and burned throughout his being.

*Wa!*

The sudden, intense pain elicited an involuntary low roar from him.

*Bo! Bo! Bo!*

Swiftly, these sounds became continuous. Under the intense pain, Ye Chen was unaware that his entire body's seven hundred and twenty acupoints were continuously being broken through. The acupoints were forcibly rushed open, and then his *Qi* Channels and eight extraordinary meridians, along with the ongoing bone refinement, were successively opened.

*Wu...!*

A roar tore from Ye Chen's clenched teeth. Every bone, every inch of skin, felt as if it were being ripped apart. The agony nearly caused him to faint.

*Ka ba! Ka ba!*

Section after section of his bones began to fracture inch by inch. Then, after fracturing, they slowly reconnected, only to fracture again after reconnecting. This cycle of connection and fracture repeated incessantly within his bones.

Veins bulged on Ye Chen's forehead, his dark pupils now veiled by threads of blood. His entire body felt as if it were being pierced by ten thousand steel needles.

Three hours later, he lay exhausted on the ground.

The first attempt at body refinement had nearly claimed his life, and he had only managed to complete a small cycle.

"This is truly courting death!" Ye Chen gasped for breath, his back drenched in sweat, his face utterly drained of color.

But even in this state, his eyes still sparkled with wild joy and excitement.

He understood that body refinement was not a task for a single day and night, but required endless hours of arduous exercise. To be reborn through a baptism of blood amidst the intense pain of tearing flesh and bone – this was an incredibly arduous path.

Forcing his body to sit up again, Ye Chen began to examine his internal state.

True enough, his body refinement had not been in vain. He saw that his coarse bones had shed their former state, becoming smooth and resilient. A faint golden glow lingered upon them, an exceedingly strange sight.

Looking at the surface of his body, it was covered in black impurities. These were the toxins expelled from within his body through the refinement process, and they emitted a pungent stench.

A breeze drifted in through a gap in the dense canopy, and Ye Chen suddenly felt a profound sense of comfort throughout his being.

Then, the thin spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to gather. His entire body's acupoints and pores opened wide, swallowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, nourishing his bones and meridians, smoothing away the flaws.

The consumption of energy during refinement left Ye Chen feeling incredibly greedy, devouring the spiritual energy of heaven and earth like a whale. The intense pain throughout his body gradually subsided. Within the vortex of spiritual energy, it was like bathing in warm sunlight during a cold winter, a pervasive warmth spreading through his entire body.

"Hard work is indeed rewarded," Ye Chen lightly clenched his fist, clearly feeling the strengthening of his physical body.

In that moment, not only did his vision, hearing, speed, and strength improve, but a strange power flowed through every corner of his body, leaving him exceptionally energized.

After a considerable time, Ye Chen finally sprang to his feet.

Taking out a bottle of Jade Spirit Liquid from his chest, he tilted his head back and poured the entire contents into his mouth.

At that moment, if someone were present, they would surely have intervened. Jade Spirit Liquid was extracted essence from various spirit grasses, containing vast power. Consuming it required caution; pouring an entire bottle down would likely cause one's Dantian to burst.

However, such worries were entirely irrelevant to Ye Chen.

One must know that Ye Chen currently possessed not a Dantian, but a Danhai, a sea of energy with extraordinary capacity. Let alone one bottle of Jade Spirit Liquid, even a hundred or eighty bottles would not cause his Danhai to burst.

Upon entering his body, the Jade Spirit Liquid felt like a clear spring flowing through every meridian, cool and comfortable, nourishing his pained meridians and bones. His fatigue rapidly dissipated.

And at this moment, Ye Chen began to realize a problem: the immense capacity of his Danhai.

The Danhai's capacity was far greater than that of a Dantian, but this also meant that his cultivation advancement speed was significantly slower than someone of the same realm.

"I wonder if opening the Danhai was a blessing or a curse," he mused.

Three hours later, Ye Chen retracted his breath and leaped onto a rock, his hands clasped behind his head as he quietly gazed up at the stars. A surge of emotion inevitably arose in his heart.

Just one day prior, he had been expelled from the Zhengyang Sect, homeless and adrift. By chance, he had obtained the immortal fire, and then, by chance again, had been brought to the Hengyue Sect, becoming its disciple. It felt like an illusion, a dream.

"Is this fate playing tricks on me?" Ye Chen sighed softly, unable to conceal the trace of self-mockery in his eyes.

Composing his thoughts, he began to calculate his next steps in cultivation.

The vast capacity of his Danhai offered many benefits but also presented significant drawbacks. His advancement was far too slow. Although inner disciples received one bottle of Jade Spirit Liquid from the sect each month, for him, a glutton, that one bottle was still not enough to even fill the gaps in his teeth.

Given this situation, he would need to exert far greater effort and could not cultivate as ordinary disciples did.

Ye Chen's thoughts turned to the sect's tasks.

The tasks released by the sect were all richly rewarded. They also served to encourage disciples to gain experience. During his time in the Zhengyang Sect, he had also frequently undertaken tasks. He imagined the tasks in the Hengyue Sect would be similar to those in Zhengyang.

With a decision made in his heart, Ye Chen slowly closed his eyes, holding the Tianque close. Not long after, he drifted into the realm of dreams.