The Li family’s living room was still as bright as day. Li Zhen and Lu Jingjun sat on the sofa, the ashtray before them already piled high with cigarette butts.
The two were wreathed in smoke, their faces etched with clear anxiety and unease.
Upon hearing footsteps, both men simultaneously extinguished their cigarettes and stood up.
Li Zhen hurried over and looked Lu Yun up and down. Seeing him unharmed, he let out a long sigh of relief. "Brother Lu, you’ve finally returned! You had me worried sick!"
Lu Jingjun also stepped forward and called out, "Father."
Lu Yun nodded at his son, then turned to Li Zhen with a small smile. "My apologies, Brother Li. I didn’t mean to worry you."
Then, he continued, "Jing Jun and I will take the train back in the morning."
Li Zhen was stunned for a moment, then nodded repeatedly. "Of course, of course! Brother Lu, you’ve been away for so long, it’s about time you went back."
Lu Yun replied, "Brother Li, you must come and visit Yun Port City when you have the chance. Zhiyu misses her father a great deal."
At these words, Li Zhen’s face broke into a wide smile. "Hahaha! Absolutely, absolutely! As soon as things are settled here, I will definitely go see her!"
"Oh, and Brother Lu, rest assured. I’ll notify the people at the train station right away and have them set aside two first-class carriages for you!"
"One for storing those priceless Centennial Ginseng Kings, and the other for you and Jing Jun to travel in."
As a high-ranking member of the President’s Mansion’s General Affairs Department, Li Zhen certainly had that much authority.
At his command, the senior staff at the Yanjing City train station would have to receive them with the utmost respect.
Lu Yun gave a slight nod. "Thank you for your trouble, Brother Li."
"Not at all, not at all!" Li Zhen waved his hands dismissively. "It’s my pleasure! It’s my pleasure!"
Back in his room, Lu Yun sat on the bed and let his consciousness sink deep into his mind.
[Extreme Blue Martial Arts Modifier]
Name: Lu Yun
Sex: Male
Realm: Grandmaster of Divine Intent (Initial Stage)
Cultivation Technique: Ten Thousand Valleys Struggle Fist (1st Layer), Hard Qi Technique (3rd Layer, Initiate) - Modifiable
Modified Value: 1600
Lu Yun stared at the word "Modifiable" and silently confirmed his decision.
’Modify.’
On the ethereal blue screen, the number instantly flickered. 1600... 10. In the blink of an eye, 1590 points of modified value vanished!
At the same time, an unprecedented torrent of warmth erupted from the depths of Lu Yun’s body.
This torrent didn’t come from the outside; it surged from the deepest parts of his physical form—from his bone marrow, his blood, and his internal organs, all at once.
It coursed wildly along his meridians, his blood vessels, and through every inch of his muscle fibers, scouring them clean.
Lu Yun closed his eyes. He could clearly feel the torrent completing a profound metamorphosis within him.
His already incredibly tough skin and membranes grew even denser, while the bones throughout his body became heavier and more solid.
Meanwhile, his internal organs, nourished by the torrent, began to radiate an even more vigorous, thriving vitality.
Every beat, every contraction, pulsed with an almost unbelievable life force.
The power originating from the deepest core of his being finally permeated his entire body, from his skin to his bones, from his blood to his organs, from every cell to every single thought.
They fused into one, forming a single, seamless entity.
Hard Qi Technique, 3rd Layer, Great Completion! The Golden Fortress, Perfected!
With this, Lu Yun had cultivated this Horizontal Cultivation Technique from the Zulong Dynasty to the absolute peak of mastery.
Internally generated Qi surges; skin and hide become forged iron.
Tendons and bones are like mystic gold; organs teem with vibrant life.
A single Qi pervades the body; immune to the myriad techniques.
Upon reaching this Realm, his physical body was nearly perfect. He was impervious to fire and water. Ordinary poisons, malevolent auras, and sinister forces could hardly penetrate his defenses. All evil would be repelled on contact.
Lu Yun gently clenched his fist. He could feel the True Qi of his Divine Will was denser, more condensed, and vastly more powerful than before.
The perfection of his Hard Qi Technique also allowed him to take another great stride forward in the Grandmaster of Divine Intent Realm he had only recently broken into.
He lowered his head and looked at the burns on his body.
The red, blistered skin was now healing at a furious pace, several times faster than before.
At this rate, the burns that would have taken a full day to heal would now be completely gone in just a few hours.
[Extreme Blue Martial Arts Modifier]
Name: Lu Yun
Sex: Male
Realm: Grandmaster of Divine Intent (Initial Stage)
Cultivation Technique: Ten Thousand Valleys Struggle Fist (1st Layer), Hard Qi Technique (3rd Layer, Great Completion)
Modified Value: 10
Lu Yun stood before the mirror, quietly observing himself. This breakthrough in his Hard Qi Technique hadn’t brought the same surprising rejuvenation as the last one.
He looked the same as before. His hair was still mostly white, with only a few strands of black interspersed.
He still had the appearance of a middle-aged man, somewhere around forty-nine years old.
’Perhaps this is the limit for a mortal,’ he mused. ’To truly regain one’s youthful appearance... I suppose only the legendary Immortals could achieve such a feat.’
Lu Yun was certainly tempted by the idea of regaining his youth, but that was the extent of it.
What he had always cared about most was not his appearance, but power and longevity.
According to the records Lu Yun had read in the Celestial Secret Pavilion, the lifespan of a Grandmaster of Huajin was typically around one hundred and fifty years.
Even those skilled in life-preservation techniques could, at the absolute most, live to be one hundred and sixty.
But even when he was just a Grandmaster of Huajin, thanks to the miraculous Horizontal Cultivation Technique known as the Hard Qi Technique, he could live several decades longer than his peers—to about one hundred and ninety years of age.
As for a Grandmaster of Divine Intent? The Celestial Secret Pavilion had no records on that.

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