Ringing the Bell for a Hundred Years, I Became the Sect’s Ancestor – Chapter 6

Chapter 6: Level Up

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

After the Time Bell rang seven times, Li Qian felt the Internal Breath within his body stirring, becoming extremely lively.

Stimulated by the bell’s sound, manipulating his Internal Breath was much easier than usual.

He practiced the Sword-Piercing Fist several times before stopping.

Sensing the increasingly robust Internal Breath within him, a knowing smile appeared on his face.

There are generally two ways to go from Internal Breath to Internal Strength.

One is to accumulate Internal Breath to its peak, and through repeated passive tempering by basic fist techniques like the Sword-Piercing Fist, it eventually passively transforms into Internal Strength.

This method is very difficult and time-consuming.

Even Odd-Job Disciples wouldn’t choose this method.

Staying in the Internal Breath stage for too long would greatly reduce one’s chances of becoming a Ranked Martial Artist later.

A person’s peak period only lasts for a decade or so.

Old Song said that if you can’t become a Ranked Martial Artist before the age of twenty-five, there’s basically no hope.

The stage from Internal Breath to Internal Strength definitely can’t be dragged out for too long.

Going from Internal Strength to Internal Qi will be a hundred times harder.

The second method is to use a specialized Strength Transformation Method.

It can accelerate the transformation of Internal Breath into Internal Strength.

The Strength Transformation Method requires Contribution Points to exchange, so Odd-Job Disciples all desperately save up points.

Odd-Job Disciples also privately exchange Strength Transformation Methods among themselves, which is much cheaper.

Divine Sword Sect turns a blind eye to this as long as it’s not too excessive.

The Strength Transformation Method isn’t too precious, but true Internal Skill Manuals are different. There are very strict restrictions on their dissemination.

“Old Song said he has a Strength Transformation Method, and as long as I cultivate my Internal Breath to flow through eight of the Twelve Regular Meridians, I can practice it. I’ve already cultivated my Internal Breath to flow through five of the Twelve Regular Meridians, leaving only three more. Old Song said it would be very good to reach eight meridians within three years. If I can cultivate all Twelve Regular Meridians within three years, wouldn’t that be even better?”

Li Qian thought to himself.

If he used the first method, passive transformation, he would have to cultivate all Twelve Regular Meridians, making the difficulty at least ten times greater.

The advantage is that if all meridians are cultivated, it would be beneficial for becoming a Ranked Martial Artist later.

It’s just that the difficulty is too great.

Li Qian still wanted to give it a try.

With the Time Bell’s sound aiding his cultivation, the chances of success were still quite high.

Although it would delay the time it took to become a Ranked Martial Artist, he was different from others. With the existence of the Time Bell Sacrificial Instrument, he didn’t need to worry about aging or Qi and Blood depletion.

Anyway, he was ringing the bell on this mountain, living peacefully, and wouldn’t encounter any trouble or danger.

Unless Divine Sword Sect experienced a major upheaval.

Moreover, as long as he diligently rang the Time Bell, this Sacrificial Instrument would also level up, surely bringing him unexpected surprises.

“Tomorrow will be the hundredth day, I’m a little excited.”

Li Qian looked at the system interface. The refinement progress of the Sacrificial Instrument Time Bell had reached （99/100）.

In other words, as long as he rang it again tomorrow, this Time Bell would level up.

Not easy.

He had actually been on this mountain for nearly four months.

He hadn’t gone down the mountain during this time.

He was living a completely isolated life.

The only person he could talk to was Old Song.

He didn’t feel bored or monotonous at all.

Perhaps it had something to do with his otaku nature from his previous life.

The next day.

Three quarters past the Yin Hour.

Li Qian opened his eyes on time.

He now woke up as punctually as an alarm clock.

Early to bed and early to rise, a habit becomes second nature.

Such a regular life was actually quite good.

And it could help one maintain a peaceful mind.

After washing up, he started cooking the Medicinal Meat Porridge. Old Song used to do it.

This month, he took the initiative to handle it.

In his past life, he had never cooked. Even though he lived alone, he either ate out or ordered takeout.

By the time he finished, Old Song came in from outside.

Old Song got up even earlier than him.

“Li Qian, today is the Chenxiao Festival, remember to only ring the bell at the Chen Hour. You can go to the city to stroll around during your free time, it should be quite lively.”

Old Song reminded him.

“Old Song, I understand.”

Li Qian nodded.

Li Qian remembered every auspicious day, taboo, and custom in this world.

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Like the Fasting Festival, where no bells could be rung and no gongs could be sounded.

However, Li Qian didn’t plan to go to the city.

What fun was shopping compared to practicing martial arts?

Moreover, these times were not peaceful. If he encountered any trouble, with his current strength, he would be a sitting duck.

He would rather stay on the mountain.

Within Divine Sword Sect, as long as he didn’t offend the Formal Disciples and high-level officials, he would be very safe.

When the Chen Hour began.

Li Qian rang the bell.

Clang! Clang!

After two rings, Li Qian’s whole body trembled.

“What’s this?”

He looked up at the Time Bell he had just struck, and it was emitting a faint glow.

His heart tightened, wouldn’t the Time Bell’s abnormality be discovered?

At this moment, he couldn’t care less.

Because he felt his whole body burning hot, the Internal Breath within him stirring, making him uncomfortable, with a feeling of having nowhere to vent.

It was as if a mysterious power was feeding back into his body as the Sacrificial Instrument Time Bell was leveling up.

As he closed his eyes, the Time Bell’s shadow in his mind became stronger and stronger, emitting a bright light.

Clang, clang, clang.

The Time Bell in his mind vibrated intensely.

So hot!

His body involuntarily began practicing the Sword-Piercing Fist, the Internal Breath within him growing at a visible speed.

If his cultivation speed was normally 1 without the bell’s sound.

With the bell’s sound, it would become 10.

Now it was 100, even 1000.

The sixth meridian was opened.

The seventh meridian was opened.

The eighth meridian was opened.

The ninth meridian was also opened.

Before long, even the tenth meridian was expanded by the rapidly circulating Internal Breath.

Clang, clang, clang.

The bell sound in his mind seemed to never stop, still ringing continuously.

As if he had endless energy, he practiced the Sword-Piercing Fist over and over again, his Internal Breath continuing to increase.

He didn’t know how long had passed before the bell sound in his mind gradually subsided.

And his Internal Breath had already broken through the eleventh meridian, the Foot Shaoyang Gallbladder Meridian.

Only the last one, the Foot Taiyang Bladder Meridian, remained.

At this point, he stopped, and his Internal Breath also stopped circulating and growing.

Compared to the beginning, his Internal Breath had become many times stronger.

Whew!

Li Qian opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

He didn’t expect that the Sacrificial Instrument Time Bell, after leveling up, would have such a significant impact on his Internal Breath cultivation.

Increasing Internal Breath required consuming Qi and Blood.

To open up so many meridians, how much Internal Breath needed to be generated and how much Qi and Blood consumed?

Needless to say, it must have been the energy transmitted during the Time Bell’s level up that helped his Internal Breath increase so much.

As for the source of energy for the Time Bell’s level up, Li Qian could only attribute it to the system.

“This feedback from the Time Bell has saved me at least a year or two of cultivation.”

Li Qian was amazed.

The Twelve Regular Meridians, the further you go, the more difficult the cultivation becomes.

Now he only had the last meridian left. He estimated that within a month or two at most, he should be able to complete the cultivation of all Twelve Regular Meridians, thus achieving great success in Internal Breath.

“It seems that I can use the Time Bell’s level up to break through some bottlenecks in the future.”

A thought flashed through Li Qian’s mind.

So, he quickly summoned the system interface to check the changes in information after the Time Bell’s level up.

Host: Li Qian.

Cultivation Level: Foundation Building （Internal Breath）.

Sacrificial Instrument: Time Bell （Treasure 0/1000）.

Martial Arts: Sword-Piercing Fist （Major Completion）.