Chapter 158 Mystery·Inscription-board

"The burning flame Qi of fire property saber technique was only at the middle level of four-apertured Martial Disciple Realm. How could it suddenly rise to the Completion of four-apertured Martial Disciple Realm? Was it related to the white liquid? Then its effect proved too amazing!"

Ding Hao changed his mind. He decided to break through the realm. He controlled the burning flame Qi to destroy the fifth largest acupoint in the Ren Meridian, the first meridian of the six extra-channels.

This fifth largest acupoint, named, "Hua Gai", reigned more powerful than the previous four big acupoints.

According to the rules of Martial Arts, whether the meridian or acupoint, the last one always stood as the toughest one and the most difficult to be refined.

Ding Hao already planned to impact it for a long time.

What he did not expect was a surge of the burning flame Qi. Its impact surged unprecedentedly powerful. Less than half an hour later, Ding Hao felt the"Hua Gai acupoint" open with a red glimmer.

The burning flame Qi rotated smoothly in the“Hua Gai acupoint" and flowed automatically along the systemic circulation pathway.

The speed of Qi also suddenly increased, reaching a frequency of 50 rotations per second.

This meant that the fifth acupoint of Ren Meridian had been thoroughly refined.

It was a breakthrough!

Ding Hao opened his eyes and couldn't help but grin with joy. "Marvelous! My saber technique Qi finally entered the five-apertured Martial Disciple Realm. Next, I can continue to practice the ice and snow Qi swordsmanship. I'm on my way to the six-apertured Martial Disciple now. Hahaha!"

While he laughed, Ding Hao suddenly realized something.

"Well! Awesome! My strength has increased by 250 kilograms. Now my physical strength has reached 9000 kilograms, which is equal to the power of the six-apertured martial disciple. With my ice and snow Qi and burning flame Qi, I'm powerful enough to fight against a seven-apertured martial disciple! I can even fight with an eight-apertured martial disciple!"

The effect of this white mysterious liquid was unbelievable.

Ding Hao only used less than three or four milliliters during this cultivation, but it had amazing effects. It made the third turn, "Bone Meat Golden Body" of“Ice and Fire Nine Turns Golden Body" reach the basic level. Also, it refined the fifth acupoint of his Ren Meridian.

Its efficacy was almost equal to those legendary medicinal herbs.

"Wow! Hahaha! I found the treasure! You're mine!"

Ding Hao jumped with excitement. As he smiled, his molars poked out the sides of his mouth. His laugh almost tore his lips. He used that small storage ring and rapidly collected all the mysterious white liquid in the pit. No drops remained.

After doing all this, Ding Hao wore his clothes proudly and searched the cave.

He searched the cave last time, but it was too mysterious. Ding Hao still expected to find something else. He even released his Qi and carefully scanned every inch of the ground and walls of the cave. Unfortunately, he found nothing.

During this process, the Saber Master and the Sword Master kept a strange silence.

Ding Hao called them several times telepathically, but there was no response from the two chatterboxes, which struck him as extremely odd.

After he searched the cave, Ding Hao finally came to a stone chair and table in the middle of the cave.

There were some horizontal and vertical lines with different depths on that square stone table. It seemed as though created by nature itself. All the lines looked mysterious. Last time Ding Hao stared at the stone table just for a while and almost fainted.

This time, when Ding Hao stared at them again, something incredible happened.

In an instant, Ding Hao felt a dark whirlpool of time appear in front of him. The terrible suction from it sucked his soul in.

He was shocked and immediately operated his magic skills to forcibly cut off his connection with the stone table for the first time. Ding Hao broke the connection with difficulty, but looked pale as if he suffered a serious illness.

"This is... inscription, god-level inscription... God, it is at least the tenth level inscription. It is definitely the work left by a god-level inscriptionist!"

Ding Hao understood almost instantly.

The martial arts were mainstream in the mainland, but the high-ranking pharmacists and inscriptionists could not be ignored because the cultivation of these two majors demanded tough conditions on talents and innate qualities. Besides, the improvement moved slow, so the number was relatively small. But the high-ranking pharmacists and inscriptionists were still terrible and powerful.

There were twelve levels of inscriptionists.

Those who above 10th-level inscriptionists were called the god-level inscriptionists.

The god-level inscriptionists casually engraved the inscriptions anywhere and scribbled the tactical formations, which possessed the power to change the world. For example, a god-level inscriptionist could destroy all the masters of the nine Sects in the Snow Province with just one wave.

In this moment, Ding Hao thought the lines engraved on the stone table might have been the work of a god-level inscriptionist, which left his jaw agape.

This kind of god-level inscription was a priceless treasure for all the inscriptionists. Any tiny insight and inspiration from it would be enough for a mediocre inscriptionist to become a popular super master.

But unfortunately, although Ding Hao learned a few days of forging and inscriptions from Sword Master, the god-level inscriptions were too difficult for him to decipher.

“Is this mysterious cave actually a residence of a god-level inscriptionist? But the supreme existence is too poor. Except for the mysterious liquid, there is nothing left... These engraved inscriptions were like a book sent from heaven to me. I can't study them, so I must give them up for now. I can study them when I am strong enough in the future. Maybe I will have amazing gains. However, this cave is full of aura, making it a very suitable place for hermetic training!"

Ding Hao pondered for a while. He concoted a plan. As he turned to leave, something else incredible happened.

He heard a cat's faint meows.

"What the hell? Is there a cat here? There can't be!"

Ding Hao turned around every which way in shock. He carefully searched the entire cave. Even if he could locate an ant, how could he fail to sense a cat? But the sound just now was clearly... Did he suffer an auditory hallucination?

"Meow..."

Just when Ding Hao furrowed his brow, another faint meow sounded behind him.

"Damn it..." That sound made his flesh creep. He fearfully looked in the direction of the sound.

Immediately, he gasped.