Nuwa, the goddess of immortality, said that cultivating immortality does not require spiritual energ

When Qin Le said that Body Cultivation was shameless, he wasn't just joking.

Because in addition to the natural advantage of physical cultivation in terms of blood and qi, it also enables one to comprehend artistic conception.

This means that they are almost born with an extra defensive means comparable to that of cultivators at the same level.

Even more outrageous, body cultivators can further integrate the insights they have gained into their physical bodies, and then unleash them through the release of their qi and blood domains.

At that point, their combat power will become extremely terrifying, integrating offense and defense, making it almost impossible to find any weaknesses.

Of course, reaching that point is extremely difficult. In the past five hundred years, the number of people in the mortal realm who have achieved this level of physical cultivation can be counted on one hand.

Although physical cultivation is powerful and not too difficult to begin with, very few people can truly persevere.

Resource consumption is a minor issue; what truly deters most people is the extreme, almost self-destructive pain that must be endured during the body-refining process.

Only those with extremely strong willpower and great perseverance can endure it.

Furthermore, the path of cultivation is not limited to physical cultivation. After experiencing the torment of physical cultivation for the first time, many people will decisively turn to other relatively comfortable cultivation methods.

At this moment, Lu Qingshuang and the male body cultivator were locked in a fierce battle on the arena, neither able to gain the upper hand.

Even if Lu Qingshuang's attack could tear through the opponent's blood and qi territory, its power would be greatly reduced when it landed on the opponent's physical body, making it difficult to cause substantial damage.

Although the male body cultivators' attacks were fierce and violent, they could not catch Lu Qingshuang's ghostly and elusive movements, and their punches and kicks repeatedly missed their mark.

Qin Le watched from the sidelines, unable to determine the outcome—both had a chance to win, and both could lose.

Finally, about ten minutes later, Lu Qingshuang found a clever flaw.

The moment the male cultivator roared and charged forward, her sword light suddenly solidified, briefly piercing through the crimson blood and qi territory. Then, the tip of the sword pointed downwards—a smooth, solid ice instantly solidified beneath the boy's feet.

Caught off guard, the male student slipped and lost his balance.

Lu Qingshuang seized this fleeting opening, moving like the wind, her sword following her every step, delivering several consecutive sword energies imbued with the essence of ice and snow, precisely striking his chest, abdomen, shoulders, elbows, and other key points of power.

The boy groaned, lost his balance, staggered back several steps, and finally lost his footing, falling off the stage.

After landing, he steadied himself, his face showing annoyance but no resentment. He clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Junior, I admire you."

He had no objection to Lu Qingshuang's trickery—a loss is a loss, and his failure to guard against it was his own fault.

Although the outcome might be unpredictable in a life-or-death struggle, the rules of the ring are simple and clear: falling off the ring means defeat.

Lu Qingshuang sheathed her sword and returned the greeting calmly: "Senior, you flatter me."

She knew that this senior student's strength was only on par with hers, and the outcome of another battle was still uncertain.

Fortunately, the rules of the arena stipulated that each challenger only had one chance against the same defending champion. She no longer needed to fight him.

Qin Le spent the entire afternoon in the arena, watching the matches with great interest.

After receiving special training from the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, his perspective had changed dramatically. He could often spot the subtle flaws in the transitions of moves, the flow of spiritual energy, and the control of rhythm between the two combatants on the stage.

However, he remained silent and never offered any commentary—the situation on the stage was constantly changing, and speaking out casually would only disturb one's concentration.

As evening fell, the day's arena challenges came to an end. Lu Qingshuang leaped off the stage and walked straight toward Qin Le.

"Want to go to the cafeteria together?" she asked, her expression normal. She had noticed Qin Le's presence during their encounter that afternoon.

"Sure," Qin Le nodded with a smile.

The two walked side by side towards the cafeteria. After a moment of silence, Lu Qingshuang suddenly spoke up: "What are your thoughts?"

"It's alright." Qin Le thought for a moment and gave a rather honest evaluation: "So-so."

He naturally understood that Lu Qingshuang wanted him to comment on the battle that afternoon.

From his perspective, honed by the trials he'd endured at the hands of the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, Lu Qingshuang's performance was indeed as he'd said—acceptable, but far from exquisite.

Upon hearing this, Lu Qingshuang turned her head to look at him, a hint of curiosity flashing in her eyes:

"I've always wanted to ask... what exactly is your current strength?"

Qin Le hesitated for two seconds before replying, "I can't really say for sure. But I'm definitely not good enough to beat you guys right now—although you definitely can't touch me either."

Lu Qingshuang understood. The "you guys" Qin Le was referring to naturally meant her, Chen Yun, Chu Xiaonan, Luo Qiuyue, Wang Zhiheng, and Li Yanran—a small group of people.

Their strength ranks among the top of the second tier in the academy, second only to those students at the Refinement of Emptiness and Integration of Dao realm.

Qin Le's claim that he couldn't win was perfectly reasonable in her eyes. Although he had already comprehended the Dao of Immortality and entered the realm of longevity, accumulating combat power takes time, and slow improvement in the early stages was normal.

The Moon Goddess Chang'e had also mentioned to her that once Qin Le truly entered the Earth Immortal level, the speed at which his combat power would increase would accelerate. If the Goddess Nuwa were to guide him from the side, the progress might be beyond imagination.

"I see..." Lu Qingshuang didn't ask any more questions.

Five days passed in the blink of an eye.

These past few days, the students have been gathering on the playground every morning for training. Luo Qiuyue is becoming increasingly skilled in command and dispatch, and is gradually developing a confident and composed demeanor.

After lunch that day, Chen Yun pulled Qin Le and Chu Xiaonan to sit down in a quiet pavilion in the academy.

As soon as he sat down, Chen Yun called out to the air, "Boss, you said you had something to discuss... what is it?"

A palm-sized phantom of Nezha appeared instantly. He looked at Chen Yun without beating around the bush:

"How exactly did you create that 'little toy' of yours with celestial-level power?"

"That?" Chen Yun didn't hold back and readily replied, "I borrowed some power of law from Qin Le and figured out how to make it."

"You can already utilize the power of laws?!" A look of surprise flashed in Nezha's illusory eyes: "Explain the principles in detail."

"I haven't fully grasped it yet, but it's usable enough." Chen Yun shook his head, then began to explain in detail: "Its principle is mainly..."

He began by explaining how to select special materials capable of bearing and fusing the power of laws, then moved on to how to inscribe an extremely precise network of spirit patterns within the materials to make them fuel for efficiently detonating the power of laws, and then to the depth and angle of the spirit pattern inscriptions, the timing and dosage of spirit power infusion... He recounted everything in great detail.

Chu Xiaonan, standing to the side, was completely bewildered. She understood each word individually, but when put together, it was like listening to a book written in heaven, and she couldn't comprehend its profound mystery at all.

Qin Le understood, but he knew he couldn't replicate it—he didn't have spiritual power to drive the spiritual patterns, and the materials that could bear the power of the Great Dao were extremely precious. Using them to make such a disposable item would be a waste of resources.

Nezha listened quietly, remained silent for a moment, and then clicked his tongue in amazement:

"Your brain... is absolutely amazing."

Even he had to admire Chen Yun's imaginative yet logically consistent thought process.

It was this unique way of utilizing the power of laws that made Nezha have even greater expectations for Chen Yun's future potential.

Chen Yun's research at this moment has already shown advantages over traditional talismans in some aspects.

While talisman makers can certainly seal laws and even immortal power into talismans, the prerequisite is that the talisman maker himself must comprehend the corresponding laws or immortal power.

This makes the mass production of high-level talismans extremely difficult—talisman makers who comprehend the laws are already rare, let alone those who pursue immortality.

However, Chen Yun's truth does not require the creator to personally comprehend the laws.

In this respect alone, his seemingly unorthodox technical approach has subtly opened up a completely new and potentially more universal path to weaponization.