"Kid, strip naked and jump in." Oulala pointed at the large black medicinal vat behind her. "Let me tell you first, the potion this time is more than thirty times stronger than yesterday's."

"Then you still want me to jump in?" Qian Jin immediately sprang up on the spot. Pain was bearable, but if it was truly thirty times fiercer than yesterday, even using the Fengyun Golden Body skill, jumping in would instantly turn him into a streak of white light, exiting the Endless World.

This sort of thing had happened before. Once, Oulala's volcanic potion mixture was too potent, and just after swallowing it, the person turned into a streak of white light and exited the Endless World, even suffering a full day of diarrhea afterward.

"Relax, you won't die!" Adams said irritably, holding a bottle of potion and shoving it into Qian Jin’s mouth. "Drink this; it’ll guarantee you can last a little longer."

Oulala, equally displeased, also grabbed a potion and forced it into Qian Jin's mouth. "Last a little longer? I bet you’ll be finished the moment you go in! No potion can save you this time! This time, I’ll allow you to use your protective Dou Qi and protective Dou Technique..." Qian Jin looked at the two Dou Qi masters, feeling like crying. Are you two having a spat and using all your trump cards on me to compete over who is stronger? Masters, isn't this a bit unfair?

The mysterious potion entered his lower abdomen, and the invincible power of a volcanic eruption erupted once more. The extreme stage of the Fengyun Golden Body's Iron Body Realm immediately surged. Beneath the skin of his entire body, one could still clearly see movement, as if tens of thousands of worms were wriggling—that was the power of the volcanic potion, showing signs of breaking through the body's limits.

"Relax, as long as I’m here, even Death himself can’t take you. Without my permission, he won’t take your life either." Adams poured some unknown liquid down Qian Jin's throat, then stripped him naked and tossed him directly into the vat.

Splash! Mysterious liquid splashed everywhere. Qian Jin immediately felt a pain unlike any before, attacking constantly from the inside out, and also attacking from the outside in.

Whenever he was about to completely fail, Adams would pour a bottle of potion into his mouth, instantly restoring some vitality, allowing him to persist.

Qian Jin gasped for breath, his head sticking out of the vat, looking down at Uncle Black who was calmly smoking. He had never seen training like this! Even the tempering of Fengyun Dou Qi had a limit; they always trained near a person's absolute limit, which, despite the pain, wouldn't actually kill them.

Uncle Black, however, was truly training people towards death! Except, he had a monster who was a grandmaster of potions standing by as backup.

Whenever someone was about to die, they’d be force-fed a potion and brought back to life, only to be tormented towards death again.

Limit? No! This kind of training was untraceable in any textbook of the True Policy Dynasty—it was truly, exceeding-the-limit death training! If it weren't for Alchemist Adams being present, Qian Jin estimated he would have already entered the Endless World four or five times in this short period. Support the new novel, click to subscribe and vote.

It couldn't be helped! Without the potion, jumping in would mean instant death in under ten seconds! It was completely unstoppable!

Two hours later, the floor of Black's Blacksmith Shop was littered with transparent empty potion bottles. Two-thirds of them belonged to Adams, and one-third were from the mysterious potion.

Qian Jin lay on the ground, indistinguishable from a corpse. Was this training, or was this murder? Although the training effect was excellent, the Fengyun Golden Body, being tortured like this, leaped directly from the Iron Body Realm to the Steel Body Realm. With the force of Qian Zhanxuan’s previous attack, at best, it only hurt him a little; wanting to break his bones again? Sorry, you need to increase your Dou Qi first.

"You all can go back now," Black spat out a thick cloud of smoke. "Next time you come..."

Qian Jin's vision went dark. So this ancestor-level training wasn't finished in one day? He had to come back next time?

Black pointed toward the back of the yard. "Go take a bath, then go collect some minerals. The shop is low on ore."

A thick booklet fell beside Qian Jin. A gust of wind flipped its pages, revealing more than ten types of different metal ores, all of which were relatively specialized; they all had magic beasts that naturally accompanied the minerals, meaning there would certainly be magic beasts nesting around the ore deposits.

"And mine," Adams threw a booklet next to Qian Jin, shaking his head repeatedly. "Do you know how many potions and materials you wasted of mine today? Go make them all up."

Slap...

A third booklet dropped to the ground. Even without looking up, Qian Jin knew these were the items needed for Master Oulala's mysterious potions.

What else could he say? Qian Jin barely managed to drag himself up from the ground, took a bath to restore his stamina, downed a potion to recover his Dou Qi, and headed towards the village gate and the direction of West Mountain, carrying his Zhanmadao saber.

Outside the village gate was the same ferocious Three-Headed Dog.

But this time, this savage magic hound met a warrior in an incredibly gloomy mood. Without a single wasted word, the warrior cleaved it in half with one strike.

"Three booklets. I guess I’ll be staying in West Mountain for the next few days." Qian Jin punched his shoulders, which no longer ached. "I was just trained to death. Today, anything I see moving, I’ll take it all down!"

Saber flashes, arrow whistles, throwing knives...

The lowest levels of West Mountain soon echoed with the screams of magic beasts. This time, Qian Jin kept his head down, not dodging anything, pushing forward like a tank clearing earth.

Time in the Ancient Desolate Sand Sea seemed to have stopped. People within it couldn't feel the passage of time. Eternal sand grains, endless wind—it felt as if time itself had been driven away.

Seven days! Qian Jin hadn't expected that after seven days, Qie Kefu Liete would still be sound asleep. According to Oulala, the merging of his eyes and body should have been complete after the three-day slumber period ended.

Now seven days had passed, and Qie Kefu Liete was still sleeping, with no sign of waking up, though he certainly showed no sign of dying either.

"How can this be?" Qian Jin scratched his head. These seven days in the Endless World had been spent entirely fighting in West Mountain and collecting herbs and minerals. Before finding all the materials, even if he returned to the village and spoke to his masters, he wouldn't get any answers.

Only by completing the task would he be eligible for consultation! Qian Jin had fought continuously for seven days, sleepless, for seven days in the Endless World, and still needed one more day to collect all the required materials.

Duan Fengbu’er rubbed his bleary eyes. Seeing Qian Jin’s retreating back, a chill ran down to his bones. What was wrong with this guy? He stayed in this Ancient Desolate Sand Sea every day, so why was his killing intent growing thicker? It looked like he bathed in a sea of blood every day?

Qian Jin opened his Dou Realm and took out two pieces of iron essence, walking towards the water curtain. Fen Tu Kuangge hadn't been idle these days either. Seven days for him felt like seventy days. He was retracing the path of a Demon Subduing Warrior, and breaking through Level Ten onto the path of Demon Subduing was extremely difficult.

But once this hurdle was crossed, retraining would be much easier. It was like a worm forming a cocoon; breaking out meant becoming a beautiful butterfly.

However, this cocooning process was excruciatingly painful, and many died within the cocoon, never to live again.

Breaking through from a Level Ten Warrior to a Demon Subduing Warrior was almost impossible without the help of the Dou Ling Grand Array. If achieved, it represented a complete rebirth.

Saint-grade Dou Qi secret arts, high-quality metal supplies, an extremely harsh, near-death cultivation environment, and the impact of rebirth—all these factors caused Fen Tu Kuangge's strength to recover rapidly. In just seven days, he had surged from a first-tier Demon Subduing Warrior to a third-tier Demon Subduing Warrior.

The Dou Qiao of the Great True Gold Dou Qi had been developed to forty! The more Dou Qiao, the more Dou Qi absorption increased. Although each subsequent level of a Demon Subduing Warrior required more Dou Qi, the continuous growth of the Dou Qiao completely offset this issue of Dou Qi volume.

Transformed and reborn! It was no exaggeration to call Fen Tu Kuangge's transformation 'transcending the mortal coil.' If he stayed in the Ancient Desolate Sand Sea for two full months, what level would he reach? It was truly hard to predict.

Qian Jin and Duan Fengbu’er walked out of the Mountain Tear area and saw Fen Tu Kuangge crawling out of the sand, shaking his head repeatedly. In just one night, his Dou Qi had grown significantly more.

"This speed..." Qian Jin shook his head repeatedly in admiration. After one cycle of cocooning and breaking through, this rate of improvement was indeed astonishing, even swifter than his own progress back in the Four Seasons Valley!

Of course, this pace of improvement couldn't last forever. There was always a vigorous momentum after breaking the cocoon, but once that momentum faded, he would only be slightly better than before, never able to maintain such high-speed development continuously.

Especially since the role of the Ancient Desolate Sand Sea would diminish for Fen Tu Kuangge over time. His body and Dou Qi were rapidly adapting to the environment of the Sand Sea. Unless he ventured even deeper, he might still maintain an astonishing rate of improvement.

Deeper? Qian Jin shook his head; that was courting death!

"What is that?" Duan Fengbu’er looked up at the rolling yellow sand in the distance. "Is it another Sand Scorpion? No, it looks like Sand Earthworms!"

"Sand Earthworms?" Fen Tu Kuangge exerted his power and rapidly ran toward the mountain, frequently turning back from the high ground to look at the distance bringing the rolling yellow sand, shouting in astonishment, "It really is Sand Earthworms!"

Sand Earthworms? Qian Jin raised an eyebrow. They were mid-tier magic beasts, far more troublesome than Sand Scorpions! They also had a habit of moving and attacking in groups, but their bodies were definitely not like ordinary earthworms.

Sand Earthworms had four or five mouths, and each mouth was like a compass, densely packed with sharp teeth capable of gnawing through armor. Dealing with one Sand Earthworm was equivalent to fighting several enemies simultaneously.

Not only were these Sand Earthworms stout and thick-skinned like armor, but their most difficult trait was their vitality: if you cleaved one in two with your battle saber, it would split into two halves, and the wounds would instantly regenerate automatically, although the resulting bodies would be much smaller than the original. (To be continued, support the author, support legitimate reading!)