Martial Ascent to Divinity

"From now on, have one serving of Innate Meat Herbal Cuisine a day. For regular Meat Herbal Cuisine, have three servings a day or even double, only this way can the body grow rapidly."

Zhou Leng played with Huang for a while before heading straight to the Martial Arts Mall.

He bought a demonized kitchen knife worth fifty thousand, ten thousand worth of medicine, and a large amount of Meat Herbal Cuisine, then returned home to stew two servings of Innate Meat Herbal Cuisine.

One serving for himself, and one for Huang.

After Huang finished eating, he contentedly cradled his belly and fell asleep, snoring loudly.

Zhou Leng, on the other hand, circulated his energy to unleash the medicinal effects of the Meat Herbal Cuisine.

This energy circulation activated the accumulation of various pills from the past few days, his Qi Blood was scorching, and his True Qi boiling.

Zhou Leng felt like a large furnace, his entire body glowing red, sweat pouring.

He had no idea how much time had passed when he sensed a new force within.

This force absorbed the medicinal effects and the Qi Blood, sending this energy into his muscles and bones.

It was like having a new body-strengthening method aside from the "Ten Reversed Beast Fist."

After a long while, Zhou Leng opened his eyes and looked down.

His skin color had undergone subtle changes, the skin was finer and more resilient.

This was something the "Ten Reversed Beast Fist" couldn't achieve.

Zhou Leng clenched his fist, feeling that his strength had seen a slight increase compared to the Celestial Ladder.

"In the original plan, these medicines were to help break through to the late stage of Blood Transport. Who would've thought they would strengthen the body."

"That kind of power is unprecedented. Could it be related to the Eight-toothed Mammoth's ritual?"

Zhou Leng took out the gift from the Eight-toothed Mammoth.

Four fruits, two wilted flowers, three leaves, and a segment of ginseng-like rhizome.

Zhou Leng first looked towards the two oldest mammoths' fruits.

He didn't know why but instinctively felt these fruits held vast power, not something he could consume now.

With a bright idea, Zhou Leng glanced over...

Huang was digging in the dirt.

In no time, Huang came over gleefully, carrying a golden page in his mouth, and placed it at Zhou Leng's feet.

"Huang is so good! Thank you, Huang! Thank you, Elder Tree! This place truly is a treasure ground," Zhou Leng said.

Zhou Leng placed the golden page aside and said, "Huang, can you help me see what I can eat now?"

Huang raised his head, looked at Zhou Leng in confusion, and soon had an epiphany.

Huang tilted his head slightly, as if listening, then walked to the pile of gifts from the mammoth herd, extended his paw, and pointed at two leaves and a flower.

"Can I eat these now?"

Huang nodded.

"Just eat them directly?"

Huang bared his teeth, pretending to take a gentle bite.

"Eat bit by bit?"

Huang nodded emphatically, smiling happily.

"Great, thank you, Huang!" Zhou Leng reached out to pat Huang's head.

Zhou Leng packed up the gifts from the mammoth herd, set aside the two leaves and a flower, then started flipping through the new Divine Text Golden Page.

As before, most of it was in Chinese translation, with the last line of Divine Text whirling.

Just one glance and Zhou Leng was deeply captivated.

This golden page actually detailed the "Four Miraculous Bodies," which had not been thoroughly researched by the Human Race.

Zhou Leng read it over and over.

"The universe is infinite, different civilization systems possess different Paths to Divinity..."

"The method of refining Qi, Blood, and Power together consists of nine core practices, with one being the 'Four Miraculous Bodies'..."

"If born in a High-Level Civilization, the Four Miraculous Bodies have more choices; for example, the Star God Race alone is sufficient to satisfy most odd bodies..."

"If situated in an Elementary Civilization, one must be cautious."

"Once the Four Miraculous Bodies are chosen, the system cannot be changed."

"Fortunately, most powerful beings in Elementary Civilizations are descendants of High-Level Civilization gods' lineage..."

"For Elementary Civilizations, the best 'Blood Marvelous Body' is with Giant Dragon Blood..."

"The best Body of Wonders is the 'Giant Body'..."

"The best Powerful Body is 'Fierce Beast's Power'..."

"The multiverse is unpredictable, many life forms possess strong adaptability, like humans."

"Humans living in different regions have noticeable differences in their bodies. For example, areas with intense sunlight result in darker skin to resist solar damage..."

"There's even such a thing as children who were originally fair-skinned but became darker after sun exposure for many years and never turned white again..."

"The essence of 'Odd Bodies' is very similar to getting tanned by the sun."

"Take the Giant Body as an example. After acquiring the Giant Body, a person doesn't immediately transform into a giant but the human body gradually trains to mimic giant structure without conflicting with its own."

"The principle behind muscle growth involves tearing and destruction, then healing anew. The changes in the Giant Body are nearly identical, only its muscle structure is more robust, that's all."

"Learn from nature, learn from all living things."

"Acquiring the Giant Body directly is extremely challenging; let alone the difficult Giant Trial, even qualifying for the trial is a distant dream for most martial artists."

"Using one's Dwarf identity as a springboard, such as participating as a 'Giant Resident' or higher 'Dwarf Warrior' status in the Giant Trial is the easiest way."

"Because dwarves are a branch of the giant's lineage."

"In the Giant Trial, you may only acquire basic Giant Power or even just a technique."

"Further advancement could lead to becoming a 'Giant Resident,' preparing to acquire the Giant Body later."

"The best outcome is achieving Ancestral Protection, allowing direct practice of the Body of Wonders..."

Zhou Leng carefully studied it, as if he'd found treasure.

Public information was far less detailed than what's in the golden page.

With each careful reading, Zhou Leng became increasingly clear about the path of cultivating the Four Miraculous Bodies.

Finally, Zhou Leng put down the Golden Page and began planning his cultivation path.

"The Qi Marvelous Body is already fixed, can't change it, just let it be."

"The Blood Marvelous Body requires a Dragon Blood baptism, too difficult, and not urgent."

"The Powerful Body needs the blessing of Fierce Beasts, starting with the Eight-toothed Mammoth is a breakthrough point, take it slow."

"As for the Body of Wonders, the identity of the Giant Race is indeed rare. First, acquire a Dwarf identity, then switch to the Giant Race, best to prepare in advance."

"Though it's tough for ordinary people to reach the Dwarf world, with enough money, it can be done, after all, there are plenty of trade caravans between the realms…"

Having thought for a long time, he checked his shoulder once more.

The bones were healing well, but after all, they were injured, truly healing entirely would still need some time.

Zhou Leng thought about it, time was precious, couldn't waste it, so he went to the Martial Arts Mall, spending a high price on a medicinal patch and a 'Bone Strengthening Pill,' costing twenty thousand.

Swallowing the Bone Strengthening Pill, applying the medicinal patch, Zhou Leng began cultivating.

"Gate of Purgatory, the first level…"

Soon, Huang saw Zhou Leng being tossed out.

As before, Zhou Leng fell into a deep sleep, waking up only several hours later.

Different from before, this time Zhou Leng only needed a few minutes for his eyes to regain vitality.

Zhou Leng blinked, recalling the number of strikes.

Last time, he was struck 2307 times.

This time, he was struck 3648 times.

From a single Celestial Ladder inheritance, an increase of 1341 strikes.

The Mountain of Will, truly powerful.

The shoulder bone hadn't healed, he couldn't train in the "Ten Reversed Beast Fist," so Zhou Leng could only practice slow punches soothingly.

On the morning of Monday, Zhou Leng showed up at Ruda's canteen as usual.

The canteen's meal-serving lady, contrary to her usual self, didn't shake while serving from the first plate, giving a solid portion of meat.

Even though Zhou Leng hadn't participated in November's monthly exam, all his qualifications remained, including free meals.

While Zhou Leng was eating, many freshmen greeted him.

But no one lingered, leaving right after exchanging pleasantries.

Some senior students also looked towards Zhou Leng, as he was now a well-known figure at Ruda.

The matter of a thousand visitors and ten thousand flowers had already spread.

Zhou Leng wasn't concerned, merely nodding in acknowledgment, then continuing to eat, finishing his meal, heading to the Martial Arts Hall of Class 01.

The cafeteria staff looked at the number "17" and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Appetite can deceive but not the capacity, Zhou Leng's body is still in great shape!"

At the class's Martial Arts Hall, classmates gathered around, expressing their concern.

Even those who usually never spoke to him initiated conversations, praising Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng knew their goodwill, so he patiently listened to their endless flattery and comforting words.

Wei Hong noticed too many concerned inquiries and said, "Alright, alright, let's get back to training. Zhou Leng is fine."

Everyone dispersed.

Zhou Leng's right shoulder was injured, many exercises couldn't be done, he could only do low-load recovery training with his left hand.

This caused his usual load to drop from 240 kilograms down to 100 kilograms.

Several empathetic classmates, seeing this, turned around and secretly wiped their tears.

Other classmates also sighed quietly, it seemed the poison in Zhou Leng was more severe than imagined.

He can only use one hand!

Soon, someone shared Zhou Leng's cultivation status in the exam group chat, and everyone felt even more regret.

Many people sent messages to comfort Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng glanced at the overwhelming list of messages, paused, and looked at his shoulder.

Zhou Leng really wanted to say his injury wasn't related to the Demon, it was caused by a foolish Eight-toothed Mammoth.

But, he couldn't say that.

Before long, Deng Zhijue hurried over, taking Zhou Leng out of the Martial Arts Hall, to the old willow tree they often frequented.

"Your injury is so serious? Why didn't you say earlier!" Deng Zhijue looked stern.

Zhou Leng tried hard to control his expression and said, "In a few more days, it will be fine. Five days, at most five days, and I can train normally."

"Don't push yourself! How about this, I'll get the Hall Master to grant special permission, for the whole of November, you can freely come and go at the Martial Arts Hall. If necessary, throughout December as well."

"No need, no need..."

"No way, cultivation should not harm the body. Let's do this, you attend normal classes in the morning, cancel external skills training in the afternoon, but keep inner power training." Deng Zhijue said.

"That's fine…" Actually, Zhou Leng rather wanted to hide under the Frost Giant Tree for cultivation and visit Mammoth Lake more.

After Deng Zhijue left, he hurriedly informed Wang Boxiong.

After Deng Zhijue left, Wang Boxiong stayed still for a long time, finding it hard to believe.

He opened the surveillance footage of the Martial Arts Hall, replaying and watching Zhou Leng's training process.

Indeed, single arm, 100-kilogram level.

The lack of flexibility in Zhou Leng's right arm was visible to the naked eye.

After more than two weeks of recovery in the hospital, his body had not yet recovered, which meant…

Wang Boxiong looked at the document before him.

The Great Wall Shield.

A "Potential Talent Protection Plan" jointly devised by the Demon City Army and the Martial Arts Department, involving information sealing, alteration, blurring, and elimination for potential talents, to prevent assassination by the Demon Worship Sect or Alien Races.

Once promoted to the Innate stage, partial information would be restored.

But now, with Zhou Leng's injuries like this, he no longer met the criteria for potential talent.

"Too unfortunate, too unfortunate…"

Wang Boxiong murmured softly, his right fist clenched tightly.