Chapter 200: Chapter 200: The Holy City of the Eight-Armed Sea Tribe
Although the effects of this training were undeniably remarkable, it was still excruciatingly uncomfortable.
Because of this, Lin Qian even took a trip back to the Huaxia Empire, clutching his sore rear end, and complained to Zhuge Ming, "Can we adjust the effects of the medicine? Maybe leave out the part that targets, you know, the rear?"
"Your Majesty, if we do that, the medicinal effects will be greatly reduced, and that would be far from ideal," Zhuge Ming replied, bowing respectfully. "I advise against making any changes."
No matter how Lin Qian argued, Zhuge Ming refused to alter the formula. According to him, modifying the medicine would significantly slow down Lin Qian's cultivation speed, which wouldn't be beneficial.
In this matter, Zhuge Ming was stubbornly unyielding, completely ignoring Lin Qian's protests.
Helpless, Lin Qian could only sigh, rub his sore backside, and return to the Huaxia Empire to continue using the three new medicinal baths developed by Zhuge Ming to enhance his cultivation.
The Thunder Bath, Ice Bath, and Nourishing Bath!
The first, known for its unique and painful "lightning infusion" effects, was naturally the Thunder Bath.
Soaking in the Thunder Bath not only helped improve cultivation but also mainly strengthened his muscles, bones, and overall physique. Given Lin Qian's innate advantages, it would be a waste not to make full use of this opportunity to fortify his body.
The Ice Bath, on the other hand, focused on refining his meridians, dantian, and martial soul. However, it was an excruciating experience, as it felt like being submerged in a freezing abyss. Even with Lin Qian's strong physique, resisting the biting cold proved to be a challenge.
However, the Ice Bath significantly aided in absorbing the effects of the Thunder Bath.
Lastly, the Nourishing Bath, which incorporated the unique characteristics of the Black Blood Tribe, helped invigorate his blood and nourish his body. It not only accelerated the accumulation of soul power but also ensured his body remained intact despite the harsh effects of the other two baths.
Thanks to Zhuge Ming's specially formulated medicines and the revised Emperor's Codex, Lin Qian's cultivation speed soared to incredible levels.
At that moment, Lin Qian's soul power was accumulating at an astonishing rate, stored within his dantian.
The specially crafted warship for the Eight-Armed Sea Tribe followed its designated route, traveling for nearly two months before finally reaching the tribe's ancestral waters.
The warship, originally soaring through the sky, suddenly dove down, plunging into the vast ocean below.
The specially designed vessel seemed to merge with the seawater, navigating at high speed as it dove deeper into the ocean.
Onboard, Zhang Nianxin, who was leading the expedition, instructed Zhang Qi, "Go inform His Majesty Lin that we're almost there."
"Understood," Zhang Qi nodded, making his way to Lin Qian's quarters.
Standing outside the door, Zhang Qi couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. Since the journey began, Lin Qian had remained in his room, dedicated to cultivation without rest. The powerful fluctuations of soul power that occasionally emanated from within the room were a testament to his intense focus.
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Qi gently knocked on the door. "Your Majesty, we're almost there."
Before long, the door slowly opened, and Lin Qian, dressed in a pristine white robe, emerged from the room.
Seeing Lin Qian step out, Zhang Qi's eyes widened in shock. "Your Majesty, in just two months, you've advanced from the first stage of the Void-Breaking Realm to the sixth stage!"
The aura radiating from Lin Qian was simply too astonishing for Zhang Qi.
Although he knew that with enough resources, cultivation in the Void-Breaking Realm could progress rapidly, the body's capacity to withstand such power was limited. This naturally restricted the frequency and amount of resources one could use.
But Zhang Qi had no idea just how terrifying Lin Qian's body truly was. Even though Zhang Qi himself had reached the Flesh Stage of the Life-Death Realm and had tempered his body, he still couldn't compare to Lin Qian.
Thanks to his robust physique, combined with Zhuge Ming's refined cultivation methods and specialized medicines, Lin Qian's progress had become truly remarkable.
Moreover, his dantian was now filled with an immense reserve of soul power, enough to propel him to the ninth stage of the Void-Breaking Realm!
However, Zhuge Ming's research indicated that the remaining soul power would yield even better results if Lin Qian advanced during battle.
During combat, the stimulation of battle would cause the soul power to penetrate deeper into his muscles, bones, and meridians, maximizing the benefits of each breakthrough.
Lin Qian had already shared Zhuge Ming's findings and experience with Ye Xin via the tactical mirrors, ensuring that the knowledge would spread throughout Linhai Prefecture.
Knowing that there would likely be combat during the Eight-Armed Sea Tribe's clan gathering, Lin Qian planned to break through during a fight—why not take advantage of the opportunity?
After leaving his room, Lin Qian joined Zhang Qi on the deck.
There, Zhang Nianxin and the other members of the Eight-Armed Sea Tribe were already waiting. Upon seeing Lin Qian approach, they smiled and stepped forward to greet him.
"Haha, Your Majesty has clearly gained much from your closed-door cultivation..." Zhang Nianxin trailed off as he and the others from the tribe stared at Lin Qian in disbelief.
They were just as shocked as Zhang Qi, unable to comprehend how Lin Qian had advanced so quickly.
But considering Lin Qian was the ruler of the Huaxia Empire, who undoubtedly had access to vast resources, his rapid progress seemed reasonable.
After all, they had personally witnessed this young emperor's formidable combat prowess, and his talent must have been exceptional.
"Indeed, I've gained quite a bit," Lin Qian said with a light chuckle as he stepped forward. "Since I promised to help you, I want to do my best. Every bit of strength I can gain makes a difference."
Hearing Lin Qian's words, Zhang Nianxin expressed his gratitude. "Your Majesty is truly considerate."
At that moment, a faint light appeared in the dim seawater ahead.
Seeing the emerging glow, Zhang Nianxin smiled and turned to Lin Qian. "Your Majesty, we've arrived. Ahead lies our Holy City—the ancestral home of the Eight-Armed Sea Tribe."
As Zhang Nianxin's words faded, the light grew brighter, gradually revealing the full majesty of the Holy City.
A massive coral island, resplendent in a dazzling array of colors, floated serenely in the ocean. On its surface stood numerous structures built from sea-blue crystals, all glimmering softly.
Beneath this vibrant coral island lay a colossal city, forged from a blend of sea-blue crystals and various metals. The city sprawled endlessly across the ocean floor, its vast expanse impossible to take in with just one glance.
The scale of this city was incomparable to the branch city Lin Qian had visited before.
"A new world," Lin Qian murmured as he gazed upon the Holy City, feeling a twinge of excitement.