Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

As soon as he arrived at the training ground, Zhu Bufan began stretching his muscles and preparing for the training session.

Over the years, the slow progress of his Inner Qi cultivation led Zhu Bufan to simultaneously focus on refining his physical strength aggressively, aiming to optimize his Essence Qi Blood to its fullest, so that he could refine more Inner Qi during cultivation.

In the entire Zhu Family, almost no one was as fervently cultivating their bodies as Zhu Bufan. Although these young masters and mistresses couldn't be called spoiled, they were raised delicately and could hardly endure such hardships. Moreover, to them, Zhu Bufan's actions were nothing but antics for attention, ineffective and foolish, and he was ridiculed by everyone.

However, Zhu Bufan didn't think so; his obsession was too strong, making him think incessantly about increasing his strength. In addition to his nightly Inner Qi cultivation, he had been tirelessly training his physical strength for over a decade. The persistence and determination he showed over the years earned him sympathy and admiration from those who cared to notice.

Push-ups, pull-ups, squat jumps... Zhu Bufan began his training. Despite the icy and snowy surroundings, his body warmed up significantly, prompting him to take off his cotton coat.

Zhu Bufan's physical condition was exceptionally good. Ten years of persistent cultivation and nourishment from medicinal meals kept him from falling sick even once over the decade.

Half an hour passed quickly, and the noisy crowd gradually arrived.

They were not surprised to see Zhu Bufan's figure early on the training ground; instead, they stopped to watch, leaving behind bursts of laughter and pointing fingers.

"Silence!" Just as the crowd was pointing and snickering at Zhu Bufan, a rough voice, like thunder, exploded in everyone's ears.

People were very afraid of the owner of this voice; they immediately lined up in the required formation, and Zhu Bufan, too, stopped refining his body and stood at the end of the line.

"The triennial selection is about to begin. I suppose you have heard about it. For the next six months, you will put aside your Martial Arts cultivation and focus solely on your Inner Qi cultivation. If you have any questions during your cultivation, you can come to me at any time, and you can also consult the family elders. I hope you can advance further before the selection to increase your chances of being chosen!" Contrary to the roughness of his voice, the speaker was a tall and skinny middle-aged man.

This man was Liu Qingshan, one of the Guard Captains of Zhu Bufan's other residence.

"A master leads you to the door, but cultivation is up to the individual. My teachings in cultivation are very limited; I can only offer you a method to quickly enhance your Inner Qi," said Liu Qingyun with a sly smile.

Hearing there was a way to hasten their cultivation, everyone, including Zhu Bufan, looked eagerly at Liu Qingshan, not noticing the smug smirk on his face.

"Do you see those sandbags on the rack?" Liu Qingshan pointed to rows of sandbags not far away.

Following his gaze, everyone saw rows of sandbags, about a meter off the ground and in dark black color, numbering several hundred.

"There are fifty of you, and there are exactly one hundred fifty sandbags there. Everyone, except Zhu Bufan, must break three sandbags!" Liu Qingshan said while glancing at Zhu Bufan.

"Just three sandbags? What's so special about that?" the crowd said in disappointment.

"Oh, is that so?" Liu Qingshan laughed, "But let me remind you, the outer shell of these sandbags is made from the hide of the Guozuo beasts."

"What? Guozuo beasts!" The originally pleased crowd, upon hearing that the surface of the sandbags was made from Guozuo beast hide, cried out in shock.

Guozuo beasts, common in the Endless Ice Field, resembled small pigs, cute and unimposing, not high in rank, only Second Rank, with not much attacking power. However, they were swift in movement, and their thick fur offered strong protection. The leather armors worn by the Guard Team of the Zhu Family in Nanli City were primarily made from Guozuo beast hides.

The fifty trainees under Liu Qingshan's charge were the weakest in Zhu Mansion, mostly between Second and Third Rank. With their strength, breaking a sandbag made of Guozuo beast hide with bare hands was tremendously challenging.

Enjoying the disbelief on everyone's faces, Liu Qingshan had already anticipated this outcome, taking pleasure in the disaster.

Zhu Bufan stood beneath the punching bag, mustering all his power for a punch directed at the even larger bag.

Puff

Without using Inner Qi, Zhu Bufan's full-powered punch merely made the bag swing slightly, producing a puff sound, then it went still.

Slap slap...

The members of the Zhu Family strained with all their might, launching a frenzied attack on the punching bags in front of them.

Among these individuals, those cultivating Gold Element and Fire Element Cultivation Techniques had a huge advantage—the Gold Element had the strongest and most lethal attack power, while the Fire Element had explosive attack power, which was also very formidable. However, Wood, Water, and Earth Elements had slightly weaker attack powers in comparison.

What was supposed to be an easy task turned out to be extremely difficult; after two hours passed, out of fifty people, only four or five met the requirements.

"Stop! This event is over!" Like a decree of pardon, Liu Qingshan's words made everyone cheer in unison, then they collapsed onto the ground, disregarding their image.

Breathing heavily, everyone was as exhausted as dead dogs, their Inner Qi almost completely depleted.

Watching the young men lying on the ground panting like dead dogs, Liu Qingshan smiled sinisterly and then said in a nightmarish voice: "For today's last training, pair up and fight each other until one of you falls! I'll be watching!"

Everyone gasped in shock. They were already exhausted, but Liu Qingshan had a commanding presence, so despite their reluctance, they still forced themselves to stand up and form pairs.

Facing Zhu Bufan was someone called Zhu Wuchang.

Zhu Wuchang looked at Zhu Bufan, his face wearing a chilling smirk that sent shivers down Zhu Bufan's spine.

Many directly and indirectly wanted to teach Zhu Bufan a lesson, but the Zhu Family expressly forbade infighting among relatives. If there was any vendetta, one could request a monitored duel by the Elder.

Zhu Bufan maintained a low profile; according to others, he was a complete good-for-nothing. Unmoved by provocations and insults, this left those who wanted to teach him a lesson without any way to do so, making them hate Zhu Bufan to the core.

Now, Liu Qingshan's order meant he could teach Zhu Bufan a lesson without any reservations. All the younger members understood this and shifted their gaze to them, hinting at Zhu Wuchang to give Zhu Bufan a good beating.

Speaking of which, Zhu Wuchang himself believed he had some grievances with Zhu Bufan, as in the Zhu Family's side branch, he was often ranked lowest, commonly seen as garbage just like Zhu Bufan.

Understanding the hint, Zhu Wuchang smiled knowingly and politely said to Zhu Bufan, "Cousin, since Uncle Qingshan has commanded, then your brother will make a move!"

Having said this, he launched a punch directly at Zhu Bufan's abdomen.

A decade of arduous cultivation made Zhu Bufan extremely responsive; he dodged swiftly to the side.

But just when he thought he had avoided the punch, a phantom-like shadow flashed before his eyes swiftly, followed by an agonizing sharp pain shooting up from his lower body before he could react, then a sensation of the world spinning around, his balance lost in an instant.

"Ha ha... Eat dirt!"