Volume One, Chapter Three: The Invincible Divine Body

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The seven elders of the Xu family were all formidable warriors at the Martial King level. Among them was Xu Que’s maternal aunt, a remarkable woman of heroic bearing and decisive action. She had reached the peak of the Martial King realm and was rumored to break through to the Martial Lord level within three years. However, Elder Si Yuan was not originally from the Xu family; she had stayed with them unexpectedly after coming to find her sister.

Three days ago, when Xu Que returned injured, she had journeyed thousands of miles to the Southern Dynasty in search of a life-saving secret medicine. Now, upon her return, she was delighted to see Xu Que safe and sound. She presented a medicinal box containing the legendary Nine-Turn Dragon Bone Pill, said to revive anyone who still had a breath of life.

“It looks like you won’t need it, but you should keep it just in case.”

Xu Que felt moved; having a family that cared for him made him regret his earlier childishness. Instead of wasting time fawning over others, he should have paid more attention to those around him.

Si Yuan said, “The Duanmu family is powerful, which is why Zhu Yanran can be so confident. That’s why I had to go alone.”

“Elder, you speak as if the Xu family fears death. If we can’t even protect our young master, we might as well rename ourselves the Turtle Family.”

“Exactly! Why not all go together? We haven’t neglected our cultivation over the years.”

Si Yuan nodded silently. Staying with the Xu family often made her feel the strength of their unity—a feeling far better than what she had experienced in her own Si family.

“Then let’s all go.”

After the discussion, everyone suggested Xu Que have his body examined at the medical pavilion to check for any lingering hidden ailments. Once none were found, he was advised to return home to rest.

…

Back in his room, Xu Que let out a long, heavy sigh.

“Refine… Celestial… Gourd!”

With a thought, a purple-golden gourd floated out from within him. As such a precious treasure, he could not yet control it; he needed to improve his cultivation to refine and harness its powers fully. Inside, the Leaf Spirit was sealed, unable to leave.

“Sister Leaf, may I enter now?”

“No. In one year, you must cultivate in tandem with me again to forge the Taiji Yin-Yang and resist the erasure of the Celestial Refining Gourd.”

“One year is too long. How about now? I’ll thicken the protective holy light I gave you.”

“...”

Leaf Spirit paused and said, “Don’t get cocky. During the previous nourishing, I protected you. Next time, if your cultivation isn’t at least Martial King level, I could be harmed. So, train well. I am going to sleep now.”

“Ah? Sister, why must you sleep?”

“There’s no spiritual energy in the Celestial Refining Gourd. It took all my strength to reconstruct your body… Sigh, just hurry up and increase your power so you can fully control the gourd and rescue me in the future.”

“Sister, at least teach me one or two top-tier techniques or divine skills before you sleep! Sister? Wife? Darling? Woman!”

Xu Que called out several times but found Leaf Spirit silent. He was at a loss.

“Well, it’s fine. With this invincible divine body, retraining won’t be too difficult.”

He carefully examined the purple-golden gourd. At first glance, it seemed unremarkable, much like his invincible divine body. But upon immersion, it exuded a raw, overwhelming primal aura—heavy beyond bearing.

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He recalled how three days ago, his Divine Martial Bone was stripped, his Divine Fire Meridian seized. The Immortal Extinction Forbidden Land was utterly lifeless and desolate, with countless maddened souls of immortal demons frantically tugging at his spirit. Had it not been for this treasure accidentally crashing into his body and refining a corner of that forbidden land alongside him, he would have been doomed.

“Nine Heavens Sovereign… What was Sister’s previous world like?”

“No matter what, to catch up to Sister, I must hurry and retrain!”

On the continent of Jiuzhou, martial cultivation was endless. The early stages, however, were basically fixed: Body Refining, Spirit Absorption, Essence Gathering, Martial Disciple, Martial Clan, Martial King, Martial Emperor, Divine Wandering… Nine levels, each harder than the last.

Xu Que’s invincible divine body did not need Body Refining—it was already perfect in that regard. The divine body itself had begun Spirit Absorption naturally, like a heart that beats on its own. Even without effort, his spirit absorption would eventually reach perfection.

Before losing his cultivation, Xu Que had become a Martial Grandmaster at just eighteen years old. Now, he had to bury his head and catch up.

Without any manuals, he had to relearn the Xu family’s mysterious superior-grade “Fire Commanding Scripture,” which suited his pseudo-disciple Divine Fire Meridian. The purer the meridian, the stronger its power, even rivaling lower-tier martial arts.

He silently channeled the profound skill.

Spirit Absorption Level One.

Spirit Absorption Level Two.

Spirit Absorption Level Three.

…

Each martial barrier that once required vast quantities of pills and rare items now felt like a thin film, easily pierced.

The most astonishing was that Xu Que had independently cultivated a blazing martial fire. This invincible divine body encompassed all things—refining fire or water depended solely on skills, requiring no special bloodline.

After one day of training, Xu Que had already returned to the Essence Gathering level.

Feeling his power return to himself was exhilarating.

His realm soared like a rocket.

“It was worth all the hardships. This invincible divine body truly is unmatched in physical cultivation.”

There was no stopping; he pressed on.

For three days in seclusion, Xu Que did not leave his room. He moved swiftly and deftly indoors, his punches like the wind, gathering breath and spirit, breaking through layer after layer of his cultivation.

His spiritual power suffused his entire body. His dantian sea of qi expanded into an endless ocean.

Only after retraining did Xu Que realize he had never been a prodigy before; he was merely average at best.

Previously, his dantian was as large as a lake; now, it was boundless.

This not only supported his cultivation of higher martial arts but also made him more enduring in battle.

It was like surviving in the imperial capital with a hundred spirit stones—now he had a million. This was not mere survival, but a luxurious life.

“But why has my blood turned golden?”

Xu Que examined himself internally and found his once crimson blood had begun transforming ever since breaking through the Martial Disciple level.

“Leaf Spirit has fallen asleep again. Well, I’ll study it later.”

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Boom!

The Martial Disciple pinnacle level, which had held him back for over a year, shattered without resistance.

He had returned to the Martial Clan realm!

Three days’ progress equaled ten years of hard training and massive resource accumulation.

This speed made Xu Que understand the gulf between the lower world and the heavens.

“As for flaws, ordinary pills require refinement to remove impurities; otherwise, over time, one’s realm becomes unstable, needing extra effort to clear internal pill toxins—such inefficiency wastes time.”

“Only the purified energy refined by the Celestial Refining Gourd is perfectly harmless.”

“Therefore, returning the million spirit stones and resources to Zhu Yanran is absolutely necessary.”

Now back at the Martial Clan level, Xu Que decided to attempt refining the Celestial Refining Gourd.

Ordinary treasures could be bonded by blood and refined with spiritual energy without much trouble.

But the Celestial Refining Gourd could refine the heavens, the ancient times, and even the rivers of time itself. To refine it? What would the cost be?

Leaf Spirit had said she escaped her enemies by severing her connection to it because those foes never fully refined the gourd.

Refining the Celestial Refining Gourd required special techniques. Usually, the gourd resisted being refined and fought back against its refiner.

Hence, most could only partially refine it, gaining control over some of its powers.

Xu Que thought, “If I cannot fully refine it, how will I rescue Sister Leaf? And how can my invincible divine body truly be invincible?”

He attempted to communicate with the gourd through his spiritual power.

Boom.

In an instant, Xu Que entered a mysterious space.

It was an infinite void world.

Above was white; beneath was black—nothing else existed.

Yet before him appeared one golden martial manual after another.

“Celestial Refining… Gourd?”

“Why is the character for ‘Way’ crossed out?”

“Among the 98,000 practitioners who cultivated this technique throughout ancient and modern times, 19,000 immortal gods all failed and were refined by the gourd; 8,650 great shamans likewise failed and were refined; all 99 heavens of the supreme skies failed and were refined; even 35,600 boundless emperors failed…”

“This isn’t a manual; it’s a list of failures!”

…

While Xu Que was astounded by the Celestial Refining Gourd’s mysteries, in the Xu family’s secret chamber, the family head and elders gathered.

The head said, “The prophecy has come true. This calamity has indeed arrived. This child is our last hope.”

“It’s just unfortunate for Xu Que; he must have suffered greatly in the Immortal Extinction Forbidden Land.”

His aunt, Si Yuan, said, “Since it’s a broad prophecy, it’s normal we can’t see the full picture. The journey has only just begun.”

The family head spoke earnestly, “From this moment on, we must fully support our young master.”