Yan Zhaoge's expression was relaxed as his entire body's aura-qi surged, beginning to show signs of emanating from within.
Advancing from inner aura Grandmaster to outer aura Grandmaster was a huge hurdle. It was like a chasm that many martial artists in the late inner aura stage were stuck at, unable to advance for a long time.
For some people, the time it took for them to break through from the late inner aura stage to the early outer aura stage was even longer than the time it took them to break through from the early inner aura stage to the late inner aura stage.
Corresponding to the difficulty of breaking through was a substantial increase in strength.
To a martial practitioner like Yan Zhaoge, breaking through from the late inner aura stage to the early outer aura stage was not only an increase in his own strength, it also signified that he would be able to wield mid-grade artifacts as he pleased.
An inner aura Grandmaster could wield a low-grade Precious Weapon with ease, but using a mid-grade Precious Weapon was like a martial artist in the body refining realm using a low-grade Precious Weapon. It was difficult for them to bring out the Precious Weapon's full strength.
Yan Zhaoge naturally did not lack mid-grade artifacts.
Therefore, to Yan Zhaoge, breaking through to the outer aura Martial Scholar realm would not only increase his own strength, but also greatly increase his overall battle prowess with his artifact.
It had already been quite some time since his second transmigration, but Yan Zhaoge had still remained in the inner aura Martial Scholar realm.
It wasn't that he couldn't break through. To the current Yan Zhaoge, there were plenty of ways to resolve the bottlenecks and difficulties of his body's original owner, and there wasn't just a single one of them. As long as he was willing, he could do it at any time.
Still, Yan Zhaoge still patiently sorted through the various scriptures stored within his mind before making deductions based on the actual situation he was currently in. It was all for the sake of obtaining the most perfect result while also paving the way for future developments.
Now that everything was basically ready, there was no need to wait any longer.
He could break through whenever he wanted. It all depended on his mood.
As Yan Zhaoge sat quietly on the ground, the air within the entire room seemed to have completely solidified as the dust on the ground seemed to be suppressed by something, unable to even float by.
At this moment, the acupoints all over his body seemed to have a life of their own, opening and closing like a person breathing.
Every breath he took was filled with a sense of rhythm.
As he breathed, a mist-like aura rose from his acupoints.
The frequency of his breathing became longer and longer. Often, it would take several minutes for him to take a single breath. With each breath, his acupoints would tremble once.
Gradually, Yan Zhaoge's entire body seemed to be enveloped by a faint layer of white smoke, his entire person resembling a statue of pure white as he sat there silently, seemingly in the midst of preparing something.
Suddenly, Yan Zhaoge's body trembled for a moment, the white mist that was sticking closely to his skin breaking apart like porcelain, dense cracks that resembled spiderwebs appearing on its surface.
Streaks of formless and colorless Stellar Energy flowing with a faint metallic luster shot out of these cracks, leaving marks in the air.
A long roar that resembled the roar of a dragon resounded from Yan Zhaoge's mouth, growing louder and stronger.
The cracks on its body grew denser and denser. At the end, the roar of a dragon had already become deafening as the outer cover formed of white smoke on Yan Zhaoge's body finally shattered completely!
Vigorous and sharp, condensed and ferocious aura-qi circulated unceasingly around Yan Zhaoge's body, showing off its sharpness.
Yan Zhaoge opened his eyes, smiling slightly as he released and retracted his aura-qi as he wished.
With a thought, the Gang Qi he released instantly disappeared without a trace.
Releasing aura-qi, the outer aura Martial Scholar realm, achieved.
Yan Zhaoge closed his eyes once more, beginning to use his aura-qi to permeate his bones, tempering and strengthening his marrow.
Under his relentless efforts, Yan Zhaoge could already feel his qi and blood undergoing a massive change.
Bone marrow producing blood, through the cleansing of the bone marrow, a martial practitioner's qi and blood would naturally be strengthened correspondingly.
Cultivating in the martial dao was a process of unceasingly strengthening one's body.
Body Refinement martial practitioners had the three stages of the fleshly body, meridian opening and qi-directing. Of these, the late fleshly body stage, where the bones and blood resonated in unison, was the first time that martial arts would be applied to one's bones, causing the hardness and tenacity of one's bones to increase greatly, the agility and strength of one's entire body to rise to a whole new level.
At the late qi-directing stage, where the bones were cleansed, it was the first time that martial arts would be practiced to the marrow within the bones. Through the conditioning of one's qi and blood, the inside and the outside becoming one, inner qi penetrating deep into the marrow, thus achieving the initial effect of being reborn.
However, the inner qi of a Body Refinement martial practitioner was far inferior to the aura-qi of a Martial Scholar. Upon reaching the outer aura Martial Scholar realm, using aura-qi to undergo a second cleansing of the marrow, one would obtain yet another leap.
The great increase from the inner aura to the outer aura manifested itself in all aspects.
Currently looking within his body, Yan Zhaoge could clearly see that the final, minuscule impurities that his inner qi had been unable to cleanse earlier were currently being expelled from his bones bit by bit. While they were small in amount, they were pitch black as ink, all of them being the dregs at the deepest level of his bone marrow.
With the impurities cleared, not only had his bone marrow changed, even Yan Zhaoge's bones had become crystalline.
Every inch of his bones was perfectly proportioned, pure, well-proportioned, resilient, tough and powerful.
Every new drop of blood within his body was condensed and smooth, vaguely suffused with a silver light, resembling mercury.
The blood flowing throughout his entire body was already no longer emitting the sound of gushing water like a river. Amidst the silence, a heaviness could be felt, but it was not sluggish, instead flowing naturally and smoothly.
Bones like crystal, blood like mercury; these were precisely the characteristics of an early outer aura Martial Scholar!
It was just that other early outer aura Martial Scholars, having just completed the external release of their aura-qi, would require a long period of time before they could complete the second cleansing of the marrows, reaching the current state of their bodies.
At this state, it was equivalent to having already laid down the foundation for breaking through to the mid outer aura Martial Scholar realm.
And for Yan Zhaoge to complete all of this, it had only been a short period of time.
Having completed his cultivation, Yan Zhaoge smiled, standing up and taking out a small porcelain bottle.
Within the bottle was poured out a black medicinal pill, white steam rising from its surface, as though it was enveloped by clouds and smoke. The surface of the black medicinal pill even had a faint glow circulating about it, resembling black jade.
This was the clan's reward, the Profound Spirit Pill, already in Yan Zhaoge's hands.
Although he had already successfully broken through to the early outer aura Martial Scholar realm, Yan Zhaoge was not in a rush to consume the pill. Instead, he carefully examined it for a moment, even sniffing it lightly with his nose.
After a moment, Yan Zhaoge took out a golden needle, piercing it into the medicinal pill.
The medicinal pill shook as though it had a life of its own. Yan Zhaoge did not stop, piercing it nine times consecutively. The Profound Spirit Pill regained its calm, the faint white medicinal qi completely retracting back into the nine needles that had been pierced by Yan Zhaoge.
Only then did Yan Zhaoge nod satisfactorily, consuming the pill before sitting in meditation and refining his qi, refining its medicinal effects.
After who knew how long, Yan Zhaoge called out, "Ah Hu!"
Ah Hu knocked on the door of the secluded room, "Young Master."
"How is the thing I asked you to find earlier?" Yan Zhaoge asked.
Ah Hu answered, "There's news, but I still need to confirm its authenticity."
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