Ringing the Bell for a Hundred Years, I Became the Sect’s Ancestor – Chapter 13

Chapter 13: Breakthrough

“I’ll take it.”

Li Qian made his decision.

Although he wanted to accumulate contribution points and exchange them for things like martial arts manuals in the future, at this stage he had to first raise his cultivation to the Internal Qi level and become a Ranked Martial Artist.

As for martial arts manuals and the like, he would find a way later.

Without becoming a Ranked Martial Artist, he always felt insecure.

Chen Yong, who was standing to the side, was very surprised to see Li Qian spend ten contribution points to buy a bottle of Qi and Blood Pills. The odd-job disciples who came here often bought cultivation manuals, such as the Strength Transformation Method.

This was something that many odd-job disciples would use.

Even if odd-job disciples traded the Strength Transformation Method with each other, they still had to choose the black market.

Because the transfer of contribution points between disciples was, in principle, not allowed.

Only the black market could do it.

It could be seen that the black market itself was formed with the tacit approval of the Divine Sword Sect’s higher-ups.

“Okay.”

The stall owner’s tone also changed slightly, not as flat as before.

He was very satisfied to be able to exchange a bottle of Qi and Blood Pills for ten contribution points.

The odd-job disciples were all very shrewd and would often choose to accumulate their contribution points. Only a few would actually choose to exchange them for pills like Qi and Blood Pills.

Then, the stall owner packed up the things on the table and took Li Qian to a room at the very back.

The light here was the brightest.

A chubby middle-aged man sat there.

“Deacon Li, please help me exchange contribution points.”

The stall owner was wearing a mask, as if he didn’t want people to know his true identity, but his tone towards the middle-aged man was a bit flattering.

“Sure.”

The middle-aged man, Deacon Li, sat up straight. “Give me your contribution tokens.”

Li Qian and the stall owner quickly took out their contribution tokens.

The shapes of the two contribution tokens were very different.

Li Qian was even more certain that this person was a formal disciple.

This contribution token seemed simple, but it was actually very sophisticated. It contained a set of strict miniature mechanisms inside.

The entire token was tightly sealed, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

And he didn’t dare to open it.

Once it was destroyed, the contribution token would be useless, which meant that all the contribution points stored in it would be reset to zero.

Deacon Li took out a very delicate key, inserted it into the top of the token, and slowly turned it.

“The contribution points have been transferred. After you both sign here, it will officially take effect.”

After Deacon Li returned the contribution tokens to the two, he took out a booklet and asked them to write their names on it.

In addition to the adjustment of the points on the contribution tokens, the relevant departments of the Divine Sword Sect would also strictly record the use of contribution points.

If it was found that the points on the contribution token were inconsistent with the records, an investigation would be conducted immediately.

This aspect was very strict.

The contribution points were equivalent to a complete currency system within the Divine Sword Sect. If there was a problem, the negative impact it would have could be imagined. It could lead to the collapse of the contribution point system.

After the transaction was completed, Li Qian and Chen Yong wandered around the black market again. There were really a lot of good things.

There were even internal skill manuals.

However, these internal skill manuals were not from the Divine Sword Sect, because the Divine Sword Sect strictly prohibited the buying and selling of its own internal skill manuals.

Unfortunately, the contribution points required for these internal skill manuals were too high, ranging from thousands to tens of thousands.

An odd-job disciple like Li Qian would probably have to accumulate them for hundreds of years.

It could be seen that this kind of transaction was aimed at formal disciples.

It was simply not something that odd-job disciples could afford.

After coming out of the black market, Chen Yong finally couldn’t help but ask, “Brother Qian, why did you buy Qi and Blood Pills? That’s too wasteful.”

“There’s no other way. The progress of my Sword-Piercing Fist cultivation is too slow. I was thinking that taking Qi and Blood Pills might speed things up a bit.”

Li Qian sighed and said.

“Brother Qian, I heard from a senior brother that unless it’s during a breakthrough, taking Qi and Blood Pills during normal cultivation will create a strong dependence. If you don’t use them later, it will cause your cultivation progress to slow down even more.”

Chen Yong said.

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“I know that.”

Li Qian nodded.

Old Song had told him about this.

Using pills to aid cultivation had to be done at a certain pace. Even if there were plenty of pills, one couldn’t take them too frequently. Otherwise, it would lead to pill dependence, which would be extremely detrimental to future cultivation.

Chen Yong seemed to sense that Li Qian hadn’t taken his words to heart, so he didn’t say anything more.

After parting ways with Chen Yong, Li Qian went straight to the bell tower.

Compared to the brightly lit area at the foot of the mountain, the mountain was pitch black.

Fortunately, there was moonlight.

When Li Qian returned to the bell tower and opened the door, he suddenly frowned slightly because a strand of hair he had tied to the door was broken.

“Someone has been in here again?”

His heart skipped a beat.

In fact, in the past few months, whenever he went down the mountain, a mysterious person would sneak into the bell tower.

But he acted as if nothing had happened.

But this also gave him a sense of urgency.

Right now, the other party was just sneaking in and searching for something. If the other party lost patience, would they directly attack him?

It was precisely because of this that he was eager to cultivate Internal Qi as soon as possible and become a Ranked Martial Artist.

At least it would increase his ability to protect himself.

“Forget it, the sooner I take the medicine, the sooner I’ll break through to become a Ranked Martial Artist.”

Li Qian’s eyes flashed with determination. After returning to his room, he locked the door and lay down to sleep.

The next morning.

Before striking the bell, Li Qian swallowed a Qi and Blood Pill.

The pill didn’t taste very good; it had a spicy taste.

After entering his stomach, it transformed into a warm current that surged and spread throughout his body, instantly making him feel extremely hot all over.

When the hourglass was about to run out, he took his stance, held the striker, and swung it forcefully. As the striker heavily struck the Time Bell, a clear and melodious bell sound rang out.

At this moment, he felt the Internal Strength in his body boiling.

He immediately began to practice the Sword-Piercing Fist on the bell platform.

Once, twice, three times.

It was really different after taking the Qi and Blood Pill. His blood and Qi surged like an explosion, filling his body, making the Internal Strength transformed from it endless and torrential. Driven by the fist technique, it repeatedly attacked the last Ren Meridian.

By the time the effects of the medicine had completely worn off, Li Qian also felt a little mentally tired.

But a look of excitement appeared on his face.

Although the Ren Meridian was not completely opened, the effect was much better than before taking the Qi and Blood Pill.

At this rate, he would probably be able to completely open the Ren Meridian after taking three to five more Qi and Blood Pills.

After striking the bell at the Chen Hour, Li Qian cultivated the Sword-Piercing Fist again, but the effect was much worse.

Fortunately, under the influence of the bell sound, the mental fatigue he had felt from his previous rounds of cultivation was relieved a lot.

He didn’t dare to take Qi and Blood Pills continuously in one day.

He planned to take one pill a day.

Several days passed in this way.

When Li Qian took the sixth Qi and Blood Pill and was practicing the Sword-Piercing Fist for the second time, the surging Internal Strength fiercely attacked the Ren Meridian like a stormy sea.

After repeated attempts, Li Qian suddenly trembled all over. He felt a tingling sensation like an electric shock in the middle of his abdomen, reaching all the way to his chin.

Boom!

He felt a roar in his head, and his consciousness seemed to go blank for a moment. But then he came back to his senses. His perception seemed to have been amplified a hundredfold, and he keenly sensed the huge changes in his body.

After the surging Internal Strength formed a complete Great Heavenly Cycle, it began to undergo a strange transformation.

It transformed from Internal Strength into Internal Qi.

Wisps of Qi flowed out, circulating and finally converging in the Qi Sea Dantian in his abdomen.