Ling Tian Sword God

Chapter 360: Chapter 359 Wind Thunder Cultivation Room_1

Ling Chen had been cultivating in the City of Thunder for more than half a month, during which time he had stayed at the Thunder Roar Tavern.

The City of Thunder was a rather peculiar city. The air here was rich with the aura of thunder; therefore, Wind Thunder Cultivation Rooms were built underground, utilizing the dense thunderous aura in the air combined with the Yin wind from beneath the ground to temper one’s Cultivation.

The main reason Ling Chen lingered in the City of Thunder was these Wind Thunder Cultivation Rooms.

After completely digesting the insights he had gained from the Martial World Convention, Ling Chen set off for a cultivation room.

The City of Thunder had a total of nine Wind Thunder Cultivation Chambers. Four of them were low-level cultivation chambers, exclusively for Martial Artists.

The other four were intermediate Wind Thunder Cultivation Rooms, prepared for Grand Master powerhouses.

The remaining one was a high-level Wind Thunder Cultivation Room, where only Top Sky Apex Strong could withstand the storms inside.

The four intermediate Wind Thunder Cultivation Rooms were named Heaven-Word First-Class, Earth-Word First-Class, Profound-Word First-Class, and Yellow-Word First-Class, respectively. They corresponded to different levels of Grand Masters.

Grand Masters from the First Realm to the Third Realm used Yellow-Word First-Class. Those from the Fourth Realm to the Fifth Level used Profound-Word First-Class. Those from the Sixth Layer Realm to the Seventh Realm used Earth-Word First-Class. The remaining Grand Masters, from the Eighth Level to the Nine Heavy Realm, used Heaven-Word First-Class.

Ling Chen arrived outside a cultivation room, which was guarded by a Grand Master powerhouse.

A large part of the cultivation rooms belonged to the Black Market’s holdings. However, the Imperial Court and the Myriad Dao Sect also held a share, albeit a smaller one compared to the Black Market.

Having already familiarized himself with the grading system of the cultivation rooms, Ling Chen immediately said, ”I want to enter Profound-Word First-Class for Cultivation.”

”What? Profound-Word First-Class?” The old man sized Ling Chen up and, finding that he was only at the First Realm Grandmaster Cultivation level, gently shook his head. ”If your Cultivation has not reached Grandmaster Fourth Realm, entering the Profound-Word First-Class cultivation chamber will be very dangerous. You’d best think it over carefully.”

Ling Chen said, ”Since I dare to request entry into Profound-Word First-Class, I have naturally considered it very carefully. Senior, there’s no need for further persuasion.”

With his current strength, although he had not yet reached the Grandmaster Third Realm level, his true combat strength far exceeded the Grandmaster Third Realm.

Ordinary Fourth Stage Grandmasters could not last three exchanges against him.

”Alright then. But if you insist on entering Profound-Word First-Class and something goes wrong, we won’t be responsible.”

The old man had seen too many overconfident warriors, all full of fighting spirit before entering a cultivation chamber. However, not long after entering, they would quickly flee, covered in injuries.

Some even never returned after entering, losing their lives.

Seeing that Ling Chen had no intention of changing his mind, the old man no longer tried to persuade him. After making a note in a booklet, he looked at Ling Chen and said, ”If you can’t hold on, there’s a mechanism next to the stone door. Press it, and the Array Formation will stop. Entering Profound-Word First-Class costs one hundred thousand taels of gold per day.”

Ling Chen nodded and directly handed over gold tickets amounting to 500,000 taels to the old man.

RUMBLE!

The old man activated the mechanism. A stone door opened, revealing a staircase.

Ling Chen stepped inside and arrived at a dark cultivation chamber.

Inside the chamber, a cold Yin wind flowed, its fluctuations violent and erratic.

It was a huge elliptical chamber, with a diameter exceeding thirty meters.

The stone walls, as hard as iron, were embedded with strangely shaped Array Stones. These stones, like transparent objects, resembled stars in the night sky, emitting scattered points of light.

The entire Wind Thunder Cultivation Room operated through this Array Formation.

Besides that, there was nothing else inside the cultivation chamber.

Suddenly, bright symbols appeared on the stone walls, connecting the Array Stones and forming a fully enclosed Array Formation.

WHOOSH!

An overwhelming gale surged from the stone walls, letting out a deafening howl.

CRACKLE! CRACKLE!

Within the strong wind, wisps of electric light flickered incessantly.

The once tranquil cultivation chamber was instantly filled with a ferocious storm, becoming turbulent and powerful, as if it could tear a person’s body apart.

Despite Ling Chen’s preparedness, he was still blown away, slamming hard against the opposite stone wall with a deafening BOOM.

Ling Chen’s internal organs churned violently, and his body ached as if it would split apart. Fortunately, his body was robust enough; otherwise, that single collision would have severely injured him.

This is truly worthy of Profound-Word First-Class. If it were another First Realm Grandmaster, they would undoubtedly be seriously injured by now.

Before Ling Chen could catch his breath, the stone wall behind him unleashed another powerful storm, blowing him away again.

At the same moment, storms arose from several other directions. Ling Chen was like a leaf, completely unable to control his body, and crashed against a stone wall once more.

With every blast of the storm, Ling Chen’s body was battered. The traces of lightning power within the storm would also take the opportunity to invade his body and wreak havoc.

In the short time it took to drink a cup of tea, Ling Chen had been blown away more than fifty times. Each time, he lost his balance and was sent flying, crashing into the walls. Even with his powerful physique, he couldn’t withstand such an impact and couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Even his white outer robe was tattered by the onslaught, with patches of it scorched black.

Leaving in such a sorry state? I’m not ready to give up like that.

Ling Chen glanced at the mechanism button near the door, then shook his head and straightened his body. If he left now, he would likely be ruthlessly mocked by the old gatekeeper.

SWISH!

As the next wave of the storm approached, Ling Chen quickly analyzed its direction and employed the Wind Shadow Step. He executed nine different footwork patterns within the wind, attempting to contend with the storm.

Outside the storm cultivation chamber, the old man stared at the door of the chamber Ling Chen was in, a faint smile playing on his lips. What an extraordinary kid! He actually withstood Profound-Word First-Class for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. He’s even more formidable than many Fourth Stage Grandmasters. I wonder how long he can last in there?

The storm inside Profound-Word First-Class never ceased, so the old man knew Ling Chen was still alive, because if Ling Chen were to die, the Array Formation would automatically stop.

When those other Fourth Stage Grandmasters first entered Profound-Word First-Class, almost all of them fled within a minute, already severely injured.

Even some Fifth Level Grandmasters, on their first venture into Profound-Word First-Class, rarely managed to persist for longer than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

So, when Ling Chen booked five days, the old man believed Ling Chen wouldn’t even last a single day. He thought Ling Chen would surely be battered black and blue before fleeing in disgrace.

The old gatekeeper, who had initially found Ling Chen arrogant, was now filled with anticipation for him.

Inside the chamber, an incense stick’s burning time passed. Ling Chen had lost count of how many times the storm had battered him. However, the storm’s threat gradually diminished, until finally, the force of the wind that actually struck him was negligible.

After one hour, the storm finally ceased.

Next, there was a quarter of an hour’s rest time.

Swallowing a Healing pill, Ling Chen began to race against time, refining the pill to recover from his injuries.

The Array Formation in the storm cultivation chamber did not run continuously; after operating for one hour, it would pause for a quarter of an hour.

This quarter of an hour’s rest was incredibly precious; it could be used for healing or for consolidating the gains from his Cultivation.