Translator: AnubisTL
As Jieming immersed himself in research and practice, several months quietly passed.
Charles's Body Elemental Tempering Art and body tempering method were remarkably straightforward, and abundant research materials were readily available. This allowed Jieming to make exceptional progress in his studies.
In just a few months, Jieming developed his own unique Body Tempering Method.
This method incorporated the technical principles of Charles's Body Elemental Tempering Art. However, instead of controlling spiritual energy as in the original body tempering method, it guided elemental energy to temper the body, stimulating the deepest potential of the flesh.
Thus, his body tempering officially began a month prior.
The results were striking.
A common characteristic of body tempering methods in cultivation civilizations is their ability to dramatically enhance training effects through external resources.
These so-called resources include not only specific medicines and materials but, most importantly, spiritual energy.
In theory, with sufficient spiritual energy, the rate of physical improvement could reach extraordinary levels.
However, to adapt to the environment of the wizard world, Jieming's modified body tempering method naturally shifted its resource requirement from spiritual energy to elements.
Coincidentally, Jieming had no shortage of this very thing!
He didn't even need to consider the Elemental Storage Runic Artifact he had developed himself. The sixth-tier small elemental pool he had purchased from Clark for his experiments was more than enough to sustain him for a long time.
Using the elemental energy stored in the pool, he continuously flushed and refined his body.
Each elemental impact was accompanied by the tearing and rebuilding of muscles, and the resonant strengthening of his bones.
His body grew visibly stronger at an astonishing rate. His muscles became sleek and explosive, and his skin grew tougher.
When he clenched his fist lightly, a faint pop could even be heard in the air.
With the massive supply of resources, Jieming's physical condition underwent a revolutionary transformation in just one month.
Of course, there was a clear drawback: the improvement was too rapid.
As his physical condition improved drastically, Jieming gradually found his control over his body declining.
He became somewhat "clumsy," unconsciously applying too much force during delicate operations.
During meditation, the surge of physical power occasionally disrupted his mental stability.
This loss of control wasn't entirely negative, but it served as a warning: the speed of his body's enhancement had outpaced his mental and willpower's control.
The real problem was that his enhanced body still held a vast amount of untapped potential, like a slumbering giant awaiting awakening.
If he continued to strengthen his body at this rate, the rapid decline in his control over it and the accumulation of potential would inevitably lead to a bottleneck in his physical enhancement.
He needed to synchronize his body and spirit, bringing this surging power fully under his command.
How could he rapidly master this explosive physical strength?
The best method, of course... was a passionate battle!
In thrilling combat, the body's instincts would quickly adapt to the power, while the spirit would become highly focused, allowing him to perfectly control every ounce of muscular eruption.
Fortunately, Jieming had no shortage of sparring partners at this stage.
After identifying his problem, Jieming activated the spatial teleportation array and arrived at the Purgatory Sulfur Plane.
This molten land remained as violent and magnificent as ever.
The air reeked of sulfur, and distant volcanoes continuously spewed fiery smoke and lava.
Jieming chose an undeveloped area, untouched by the "construction team's" initial clearing, preserving its most primitive ecosystem and wild life force.
Without using his more discreet scouting eye, Jieming unleashed his mental power, locking onto several massive, ferociously-auraed magical beasts nearby.
Such a blatant mental detection was nothing short of a direct provocation to these creatures.
The moment they were discovered, the pack of beasts erupted in roars.
Jieming didn't cast any spells. Relying solely on his physically hardened body, tempered by the elements, he charged into the raging beast horde.
"Roar!"
A colossal Lava Hound, its body clad in volcanic rock armor, lunged forward first, its breath reeking of sulfur and radiating the scorching heat of magma.
Instead of retreating, Jieming advanced, his eyes gleaming with fierce resolve.
He clenched his fist, his muscles bulging, and unleashed a straight punch!
The air crackled as his fist, carrying the force of a thousand tons, slammed directly into the Lava Hound's skull.
Bang!
The creature's hardened rock armor shattered like tofu under the sheer force of Jieming's physical power.
The Lava Hound emitted a pained yelp as its massive body was sent flying, crashing heavily against a distant, scorched rock wall and leaving a massive crater.
But this was only the beginning.
The commotion drew more magical beasts, each with its own unique form—some with hulking physiques, others capable of spewing venom or flames.
Jieming darted through the horde, each punch and kick carrying the force to tear through the air.
He didn't dodge or defend, allowing the magical beasts' claws to tear at him, their venom to corrode, and their flames to scorch.
He simply threw punch after punch, feeling the contraction and explosion of each muscle.
Pain!
A bone-deep agony!
With every slash of the beasts' claws, every splash of corrosive venom, every burn from their magma breath, Jieming felt excruciating pain.
But he didn't flinch; instead, he transformed this pain into a more precise perception of his own body.
He began to experiment with using less force to subdue his opponents, finding more cunning angles to avoid vital points, and closing distances to unleash more explosive power.
Over several days, with the "contributions" of numerous magical beasts, Jieming clearly felt his control over his body returning.
The sense of losing control gradually faded, replaced by an effortless command of his strength.
"Not enough."
Jieming assessed his physical state.
The problem of uncontrolled power had been resolved, but the potential energy accumulated within him remained undigested.
This meant that the current level of tempering was no longer sufficient to meet his needs.
He needed an opponent that could push his physical strength to its limits while also allowing him to withstand higher-tier damage.
His gaze finally settled on the region's apex predator: a Flame Lord at the second-tier being stage.
The Flame Lord was perched near a massive volcano, its body not of flesh and blood, but of pure flame and molten rock.
Its form towered like a mountain, its entire body blazing with scorching flames.
The moment Jieming approached, the Flame Lord unleashed a deafening roar, sending magma surging as if the entire volcano itself was responding to its fury.
"Come on then!" Jieming's eyes blazed with battle intent.
He took a deep breath, the elemental energy within him accelerating under the guidance of the Body Tempering Method, vigorously refining his physical body.
He charged toward the Flame Lord with lightning speed, leaving two rows of footprints on the blackened earth.
Sensing the creature's provocation, the Flame Lord's massive lava arm swung down with a fiery blast, aimed directly at Jieming.
Jieming didn't dodge. He met the blow with a punch!
Boom!
A thunderous explosion shook the air as Jieming's fist collided violently with the lava arm.
A terrifying recoil surged through Jieming's body, every inch of his bones groaning under the strain.
He was instantly blasted back dozens of meters, the scorched earth beneath his feet gouged into two deep furrows.
During the battle, Jieming had not activated any protective magic, not even a basic shield.
This left his arm burning with searing pain, its skin scorched and blistered, revealing large patches of charred tissue.
Yet, Jieming felt exhilarated.
This power!
This pain!
He could clearly sense that under the violent impact and burning heat, the cells in his arm were dying and regenerating at a frenzied pace.
With each rebirth, they seemed to gain a sliver of fire resistance.
The scorched cells, upon regenerating, appeared to learn how to better withstand flames, forming a deep-seated defensive mechanism.
Unlike qi refining, body cultivation was designed from its inception to enhance combat prowess.
Thus, even the most basic body tempering methods possessed the trait of infinite evolution during battle.
During his research, Jieming had naturally preserved this characteristic of the body tempering method.
The Flame Lord roared in fury when its initial attack failed.
More flame talismans lit up around its body, madly drawing fire elements from the air. These coalesced into thick pillars of molten fire that erupted like geysers, bombarding Jieming.
Jieming darted through the fiery onslaught, his movements swift, yet he didn't fully evade.
He deliberately let the pillars graze his body, even enduring a few direct hits.
Each contact sent searing pain through him, making his body tremble. But after the agony, a warm current would surge from deep within his cells. Under the element's influence, his cells repaired themselves, growing more resilient.
Sizzle!
A pillar of fire slammed into Jieming's chest.
He grunted, his body sent flying backward to crash heavily to the ground.
The robe on his chest instantly turned to ash, revealing scorched skin and charred muscle tissue.
The Flame Lord pressed its advantage, its massive molten foot lifting with the force to crush mountains, descending toward Jieming!
Jieming forced down the searing pain and rolled out of the way.
He knew the Flame Lord's power already exceeded the limits of his current physical body.
He could feel the deep fatigue in his body. If he continued fighting, even with the enhancements from the Body Tempering Method, he risked causing irreversible damage.
He sought refinement, not self-destruction.
"That's enough for today! See ya later, you old flame-bag!" Jieming grinned through his pain, his face contorted.
He stomped his foot, activating the flight rune-imbued artifact. His body blurred into afterimages as he shot away into the distance.
The Flame Lord roared in frustration, but Jieming's speed was too great. In an instant, he vanished into the swirling, sulfurous smoke.
Jieming fled the battlefield in disarray, his body covered in burns—some even exposing bone—yet a satisfied smile lingered on his face.
The results were clear!
He could distinctly feel that his body had undergone an unprecedented tempering through the battle with the Flame Lord.
After his injuries fully healed, he expected to unlock a significant portion of the potential accumulated within his body, further enhancing his physical capabilities.
Moreover, due to the unique nature of the Body Tempering Method, he could sense that his body's resistance to fire had dramatically increased after healing.
"Short-term goal: completely adapt my body to fire damage and develop high resistance to it!" Jieming clenched his fist, feeling the vitality surging within him.
"Long-term goal..." Jieming gazed up at the sulfur-cloud-shrouded sky, his eyes gleaming with ambition. "Achieve resistance to all types of elemental damage!"
(End of the Chapter)
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