Chapter 247: Baking Furnace Forging Transformation

Angry Squid: ...........There was no concrete basis for it.It was merely a feeling that suddenly surged in Li Fan's heart as he watched Zhang Zhiliang, who remained silent, half his body shrouded in darkness.

However, Li Fan had always been very confident in his premonitions.

"Perhaps it was because he had witnessed the tragic deaths of the other two formation masters from the Strategy Formation Hall on the battlefield, and it had shaken him?" Li Fan couldn't help but speculate.

He didn't ask further, simply committing the matter firmly to memory.

After bowing in a salute, Li Fan quietly withdrew.

Returning to the Heavenly Profound Mirror, he carefully read the contents of the Divine Soul Jade Slip. The second one was much more profound than the first, even beginning to delve into the inherited knowledge of Zhang Zhiliang's Infinite Law.

Without haste, Li Fan integrated it into the multi-threaded cultivation process of the Dao Assimilation Divine One.

Half a month later, his main body was still cultivating as usual. Meanwhile, his clone, Lin Fan, had already achieved a minor breakthrough in his research on the human body's hidden potential. This was a result of synthesizing numerous documents and continuously experimenting on his own body, additionally incorporating many descriptions and records of the body's hidden potential found in the 'Celestial Medical Immortal Scripture'.

The clone tirelessly stimulated the infinite energy contained within his body, tempering and strengthening his physical form. Now, without relying on spiritual energy or spells, but purely on physical strength, the destructive power he unleashed could already rival that of a late-stage Qi Condensation cultivator.

Since there were no special techniques involved, just the most basic method of mobilizing the hidden potential and tempering himself like a furnace, Li Fan named it the Creation Furnace Art. It was only related to the furnace aspect, having nothing to do with creation at all. However, when naming something, it's natural to lean towards something more imposing. Li Fan was very satisfied with the name, 'Creation Furnace Art'.

Currently, the clone's cultivation of the Creation Furnace Art had reached its first critical stage. His entire body, from inside out, had initially completed its overall tempering. His physical strength had already reached the expected level.

The next step was to draw upon the vast and endless hidden power within his body, using it like a giant heavy hammer to vigorously pound his physical form. Just like forging steel through a hundred refinements, his physical body was simultaneously strengthened while being continuously hammered. This was Li Fan's initial tempering of his physical body.

"Boom!""Boom!"

Faint, muffled roars could be heard emanating from within the clone's body. Each time the sound echoed, a strange crimson flush appeared on Li Fan's face. Then, his body truly became like a scorching furnace, with a red glow spreading across his entire form. His body temperature rose even further.

It was as if he was being roasted by flames, having reached his limit, on the verge of melting completely at any moment. However, each time he reached a critical point, a pure surge of vigorous vitality would instantly emerge from his body's hidden potential, resolving the fatal injuries. This was not a conscious mobilization by Li Fan; rather, it was his body's instinctive reaction when a fatal crisis arose.

Under this continuous pounding and tempering, Li Fan's physical body gradually became more robust. Quantitative changes continuously accumulated. After an unknown period, a more muffled thud echoed, and Li Fan's body trembled slightly. The intense red glow fully receded, and his body's strength finally ascended to a new level.

He channeled spiritual energy, forming a sharp blade, and cut towards his left arm.

"Clink!"

It actually produced the sound of metal striking stone. Li Fan continuously adjusted and increased the spiritual energy's intensity until he unleashed power equivalent to a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. Only then was a faint scratch finally made on his arm.

"The first tempering is finally complete. I've completed the equivalent of the Foundation Establishment step. Next, I'll mobilize the hidden power within my body to temper my physical form in the furnace once again. I will continuously repeat this step: one tempering, a hundred temperings, a thousand temperings..."

"According to my hypothesis, if there were no limitations, by developing the body's hidden potential to its extreme, one could single-handedly influence and distort laws with physical strength alone, nearly reaching a state of invulnerability to all laws and imperishability through all calamities. Unfortunately, in this Xuanhuang Realm, this path is cut off. Perhaps, the restrictions in the surrounding minor worlds might be weaker."

Li Fan took a deep breath, and the scratch on his arm vanished in an instant.

"However, my demands aren't high. I just need to open up a path where my physical body can contend against a Golden Core cultivator. This is my clone's next objective."

As this thought arose, the hidden power within his body surged forth like a torrent of floodwaters, washing and tempering his physical form.

"After the initial tempering succeeded, this tempering became as natural as breathing, an instinct of the body. There's no longer a need to constantly be in seclusion. I can research methods to increase the tempering efficiency..." Li Fan mused to himself.

Just then, his communication talisman gave a notification. It was Jiao Xiuyuan again, complaining about his troubles. Over the past few years, Li Fan had grown accustomed to this. According to the original plan, he was supposed to hold the first auction in year 18 to build momentum for the Small Medicine King Cauldron. However, the sudden outbreak of the Great Heavenly Spirit State War and the unexpected discount event from the Heavenly Profound Mirror forced him to postpone it.

In Jiao Xiuyuan's words, "All the cultivators went to buy cultivation techniques; they're all poor now. There's no profit left to squeeze! If we hold an auction now, we might not even recoup our capital!"

Meanwhile, the business of Qianli Hall had also been quite dismal these past few years. In the terms Li Fan used before his transmigration, it was an economic downturn, and everyone was struggling. However, Li Fan believed that with the Heavenly Profound Mirror's macro-control and the existence of the Longevity Celestial Venerable, who made people forget disasters, cultivators would eventually recover quickly.

After a brief reply, he put away the communication talisman, and the clone once again immersed himself in the research of the human body's hidden potential.

While Li Fan's main body and his clone were both cultivating diligently, Ye Feipeng on the deserted island began to feel somewhat lost. Although he believed he had been cultivating diligently for the past few years, the gap between reality and his ideals was quite significant, which disheartened him greatly. According to the history he remembered, Zhang Haobo would soon be able to herd the winds and command ten thousand immortals at the False Core stage. Yet, Ye Feipeng himself had only just broken through to the late-stage Foundation Establishment. The Golden Core stage remained a distant, hopeless prospect!

"Could it be that the gap in my talent, compared to true prodigies, is really this vast?"

It wasn't just Zhang Haobo; the few others on this deserted island were even more monstrous, each more so than the last. Su Xiaomei gradually grew up, and her cultivation speed became increasingly faster. She caught up quickly, now also at the late-stage Foundation Establishment, just like Ye Feipeng. However, her actual combat strength, bolstered by her terrifying talent, utterly crushed Ye Feipeng. In battles, Ye Feipeng could only rely on his increasingly astonishing speed to continuously dodge. Xiao Heng was also no weaker than him. Even Su Changyu and the Yin family sisters, who cultivated a bit slower, each possessed their own strengths, making them not to be underestimated.

In terms of talent, he simply couldn't compete. Although Ye Feipeng had already gained a clear understanding of this previously, at the time, he still had the foresight of a reincarnator to rely on, so he wasn't too panicked. But now, that small reliance was gradually becoming unreliable in Ye Feipeng's eyes. This was all because some time ago, he had incidentally overheard passing cultivators discussing the Great Heavenly Spirit State War that had broken out a few years prior. The more he listened, the more uneasy he felt. Because in his previous life, such a major event had never occurred.