Dreams and fists shatter the sky

Chapter 242: Three Months Later, I'll Fight You

The following morning.

Xu Zhiye's eyes were dark with fatigue. Seeing no one around, he impatiently slapped the table.

"Where is he? Wasn't he supposed to be diligent?"

Little did he know.

At this moment, Ye An had indeed woken up, but instead of heading to the Vermilion Bird Step, he used a slow-time boundary to reach the Liu Clan Blacksmith Shop.

As he arrived, the shop's doors were still closed. However, upon hearing Ye An's footsteps, Liu Dahǔ pulled aside the curtain.

"So early? Aren't you going to cultivate first?" Liu Dahǔ asked.

Ye An shook his head. "Not urgent. I thought a lot last night. Let's do this first."

He hurried into the blacksmith shop and descended into the bright underground laboratory.

Liu Dahǔ stood aside.

Ye An squatted beside the precise experimental instruments, carefully examining and touching each part.

One, two, three...

He spent over half an hour, double-checking the construction of these experimental instruments before initiating the dream realm and pulling Liu Dahǔ into it.

Next, he reconstructed those instruments within the dream.

Liu Dahǔ quickly inspected and found minor issues, but nothing major.

After another hour or so, Ye An finally resolved all the problems, ensuring these experimental instruments matched their external counterparts perfectly.

Next.

Liu Dahǔ pointed to an experimental bed. "Go ahead directly. Make three portions of the Infinite Evolution Fluid, then initiate the Tri-Realm Fusion. Once done, lie down directly."

"Okay." Ye An nodded and proceeded.

Five minutes later, filled with the extinguishing power, he lay on the white bed, enduring excruciating pain.

Liu Dahǔ had already started processing the three portions of evolution fluid, pouring them all into another apparatus.

He began to mix and blend.

Then.

Protective shields appeared on both sides of the white experimental bed, completely covering Ye An, as if locking him inside a furnace.

The refined evolution fluid flowed into the interior of the experimental bed through eight different conduits.

Liu Dahǔ stood in front of a screen, focusing on the various data values displayed—the vital signs of Ye An and the status of energy within his body.

A few minutes later, a loud bang echoed.

"Boom."

Ye An and the experimental bed exploded together.

Liu Dahǔ stared at the mess before him, deep in thought.

Seconds later, Ye An reappeared beside Liu Dahǔ and once again constructed the experimental bed, asking, "How was it?"

Liu Dahǔ succinctly replied, "Not enough energy, couldn't see anything."

Ye An nodded silently, raising his hand to create thirty portions of the Infinite Evolution Fluid, ten for each profession.

"Let's try again."

"Okay." Liu Dahǔ nodded.

Ye An repeated the process.

This was experimentation.

Very tedious and dull, consisting of constant repetition and failure, ultimately summarizing experiences and correcting mistakes amidst countless failures, waiting for success.

Cultivation knows no time, and experimentation is the same.

Ye An and Liu Dahǔ forgot about time, unknowingly spending a whole morning like this.

This morning, he died eight times and produced eight experimental reports.

If it weren't for Ye An's self-set alarm, he wouldn't have realized so much time had passed.

In reality.

Liu Dahǔ clapped his hands on the stack of experimental reports, saying calmly, "You can go now."

"This thing is easier than I thought."

"My train of thought is correct; the extinguishing power can be neutralized."

"The only problem lies in the strength of your body."

"After the collision of the two forces, the energy intensity in your body will exponentially increase, fluctuating like a tsunami."

"You need to hold on for at least ten seconds, endure the energy surge, and then let it gradually subside."

"But right now, you can only endure for six seconds. For more stability, ideally, you should hold out for twelve seconds in your normal state."

"Your physical strength needs to double."

"A breakthrough, or some other method, think about it yourself."

"Our future experiments will only reduce errors and make everything more precise."

Ye An nodded silently, then suddenly asked, "Do you know Liu Wanxin?"

At Liu Dahǔ's mention, his brows furrowed, and he replied coldly, "My son."

"What's wrong?"

Ye An shook his head. "Nothing, I just asked yesterday. Liu Wanxin was the former chief alchemist."

"I thought you had changed your name."

Liu Dahǔ suddenly became aloof, grunting before turning to study the experimental reports.

Ye An felt the underground room suddenly grew cold and quickly turned to leave.

Along the way, his mind began to ponder again.

Liu Wanxin was indeed Liu Dahǔ's son. There seemed to be a story behind this, but it had nothing to do with him now.

Focus on the main issue.

Doubling physical strength!

Only by breaking through a major boundary could he double it, but with higher realms, the extinguishing power fused would only grow stronger!

So this wasn't feasible!

The Xuanwu power is a special attribute force, useless.

Liu Dahǔ wanted pure physical strength.

Ye An had a headache.

As a martial artist, his body was already tough.

But to make it twice as tough?

How could he achieve that?

He still had one wildcard.

The dream talent hadn't yet installed the Transform Job Heart.

Even if he did, boosting physical strength wouldn't double it.

When in doubt, ask the Vermilion Bird.

But as soon as he reached the Vermilion Bird Step, he saw a guy with heavy dark circles sitting on the pavilion.

Xu Zhiye took a deep breath, stood up, adjusted his clothes, straightened his gold-rimmed glasses, looking both annoyed and determined to maintain his noble appearance.

"You're finally here."

Ye An smiled. "You haven't been waiting for me all night, have you?"

Xu Zhiye cleared his throat, his voice deep. "Those things don't matter."

"I just want to know, have you made your decision?"

Ye An frowned. "About whether to go to the Sword Display Tournament?"

"I've decided to go."

"You're not strong enough," Xu Zhiye stared straight at Ye An.

"Who knows?" Ye An smirked, almost jokingly, then walked towards the Vermilion Bird Step.

"Oh, by the way, not only is Jiqing under my command."

"Even Lord Vermilion Bird is my respected elder."

"Are you sure you want to start something with me here?"

With that, Ye An's storage ring flashed, pulling out the Vermilion Bird Step given to him by Lord Vermilion Bird before.

Xu Zhiye stared at the fiery red rectangular brick, his face darkening.

Ye An's words were true.

This was a genuine Vermilion Bird Step.

The fact that Lord Vermilion Bird himself dismantled a piece for Ye An illustrated the importance Lord Vermilion Bird placed on him.

Xu Zhiye took a deep breath, looked up at the mountaintop, and said, "That's because you've done something worthy of Lord Vermilion Bird's admiration."

"But being afraid of war, I'm afraid Lord Vermilion Bird won't like it."

Ye An smiled. "I'm not afraid of war. Three months later, I'll fight you."

"Three months?" Xu Zhiye was taken aback, frowning. "By then, the Sword Display Tournament will be over. It'll be too late for everything."

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