Chapter Eleven: Ye Keqing's Confidence

"There is no need for that," Ye Keqing said, her face full of confidence. "Qin Lang has not disappointed me. The stronger his strength, the greater the power of his martial spirit, and the higher the probability of my successful fusion!"

"But what if Qin Lang's martial spirit power ends up being stronger than yours?"

"Father, rest assured, that will absolutely not happen! In recent days, I have vaguely sensed that my bottleneck at the peak of the ninth level of the Martial Apprentice realm is loosening. I have absolute confidence that I will break through to become a Martial Artist before the Skywind Mountain Youth Trial Competition!"

Ye Keqing raised her chin like a proud white swan, her entire being radiating confidence.

"What! Qing'er, you are about to break through to become a Martial Artist?"

Ye Xuan was overjoyed, his previous worries completely dispelled.

Although there is only a thin line between a Martial Artist and the peak of the ninth level of the Martial Apprentice realm, the difference in strength is like heaven and earth!

In the eyes of a Martial Artist, even someone at the peak of the ninth level of the Martial Apprentice realm is nothing more than an ant!

No matter how monstrous Qin Lang’s talent might be, it is absolutely impossible for him to break through to the Martial Artist realm in just four months!

"Qin Lang, even if you are a genius, you are destined to only be a stepping stone for my daughter, all your efforts will be in vain, hahahaha!"

In high spirits, Ye Xuan threw his head back and laughed.

...

Three months passed in a flash.

Inside Qin Lang's room.

Qin Lang sat cross-legged, cultivating. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered around his body, pouring into him like a whale inhaling water, and his aura climbed steadily!

"Crack! Snap!"

A crisp sound of bones colliding rang out. The surrounding spiritual energy gradually dissipated, and Qin Lang slowly exhaled a breath of turbid yellow air. A flash of excitement flickered in his dark eyes!

"Seventh level of the Martial Apprentice realm!"

In three months, consuming nearly a hundred Soul-Condensing Pills, Qin Lang's strength had surged, breaking through from the fourth to the seventh level of the Martial Apprentice realm!

Reaching the seventh level of the Martial Apprentice realm at fifteen years old made him a standout among the younger generation of Qingfeng Town!

If he were to face Qin Jian again, Qin Lang had absolute confidence in being able to fight him!

However, at this moment, a look of solemnity appeared on Qin Lang’s face. Ye Keqing possessed the strength of the peak ninth level of the Martial Apprentice realm; there was still a significant gap between them!

With only about a month left before the Skywind Mountain Youth Trial Competition, he had to break through to the eighth level of the Martial Apprentice realm as soon as possible to have the strength to compete with Ye Keqing!

Cultivation becomes increasingly difficult as one advances, requiring more time. Relying solely on the help of Soul-Condensing Pills, he might not necessarily reach the eighth level in just one month!

"It seems I must go to Skywind Mountain for training!"

Qin Lang knew that by merely cultivating without experiencing life-and-death battles, one could never truly grow and become powerful!

Skywind Mountain is infested with demonic beasts and filled with danger, making it the perfect choice for Qin Lang's training right now!

Only by going through life-or-death battles can one trigger their greatest potential and improve their strength the fastest!

"Eh? Where is Yun'er?"

Qin Lang frowned. Usually, at this time, Yun'er would have already prepared his washing supplies and be waiting nearby. Today, the sun was already high, yet there was no sign of her.

Leaving his room, Qin Lang walked toward the neighboring room where Yun'er lived.

Pushing open the ajar door, he saw Yun'er fainted on the floor, still tightly clutching a towel. A basin of water was overturned beside her, spilling water everywhere.

"Yun'er!"

Qin Lang's expression changed abruptly. He rushed to her side, intending to pick her up, but the moment his hand touched her body, a bone-chilling coldness struck him, causing him to shiver involuntarily!

How could Yun'er's body be so cold?

Qin Lang was shocked. Even Ye Keqing, with her Ice Martial Spirit and Profound Yin body, had never been this cold!

"Yo-young master... Yun'er... Yun'er is so cold, so... so cold!"

Opening her eyes hazily and seeing Qin Lang, Yun'er’s small mouth was frozen purple, her teeth chattering, and she spoke weakly and intermittently.

"Yun'er is about to awaken a martial spirit! And it must be an Ice Martial Spirit of a high grade!"

Qin Lang guessed the reason instantly!

A Fire Dragon martial spirit appeared on Qin Lang’s palm, enveloping Yun'er and merging into her body to help her resist the frigid energy of the awakening martial spirit.

Having performed this for Ye Keqing for ten years, Qin Lang was adept and skillful. Yun'er’s face, which had been frozen purple, gradually began to regain its color.

"Thank you, Young Master!"

A faint smile barely appeared on Yun'er’s face, but the next moment, her expression shifted. A bone-chilling coldness from the depths of her soul erupted, colliding violently with Qin Lang’s Fire Dragon martial spirit!

Tormented by the clash of ice and fire, feeling both intense heat and biting cold simultaneously, Yun'er’s face showed immense pain!

Qin Lang immediately activated his Black Eye-Wheel martial spirit. Instantly, within his field of vision, Yun'er’s body became transparent, and her internal state was laid bare!

"Yun'er's martial spirit has begun to awaken, and it is incredibly powerful. My six-star Fire Dragon martial spirit cannot even hold it back, unable to help nourish her body!"

Qin Lang’s face turned deathly pale!

The martial spirit Yun'er was awakening was too powerful, and her body was too weak to withstand it!

Once the martial spirit fully awakened, Yun'er would be frozen solid and die from her body rupturing!

"Yo-young master, Yun'er... I feel so... so uncomfortable! Am I... am I going to die? But... I don't want to leave... the young master. I still want to... continue serving you..."

Her body grew cold once more, and Yun'er’s consciousness began to blur as she muttered.

"Yun'er, you will be fine!"

Qin Lang picked her up and rushed out of his courtyard like a madman.

At this moment, there was only one person in the entire Qin family who could save her: the Supreme Elder of the Martial Arts Pavilion!

The Supreme Elder not only possessed strength at the peak of the Martial Warrior realm but was also a first-grade alchemist, the most skilled in alchemy and medicine within the family!

Moments later, Qin Lang arrived at the gates of the family Martial Arts Pavilion with Yun'er in his arms.

"Halt! Anyone below the third level of the Martial Apprentice realm is forbidden from entering the family Martial Arts Pavilion. The maid in your arms hasn't even awakened a martial spirit; she has no right to enter!"

A family member guarding the pavilion reached out to stop Qin Lang and rebuked him.

"Get lost!"

Qin Lang roared, his aura at the seventh level of the Martial Apprentice realm fully erupting. He struck the guard with a palm, sending him flying, and rushed into the hall with Yun'er.

"That strike... it was so powerful!"

Beside him, another guard who had witnessed the full force of the blow was stunned, standing there in complete shock!

That family guard was at the sixth level of the Martial Apprentice realm, yet he had been sent flying by a single strike from Qin Lang!

Qin Lang’s current strength must be at least the seventh level!

He clearly remembered that when Qin Lang came to the pavilion three months ago, he was only at the fourth level!

In just over three months, his strength had improved by three levels!

This was far too monstrous!