Tian Lei felt the difference immediately.

The cycle didn't just run—it grew stronger with every rotation.

With each breath, Lightning sharpened.

With each pulse, Fire deepened.

With each shift, Wind grew lighter and more flexible.

With each wave, Life-energy thickened and stabilized the other three.

"It's adapting to me," he realized quietly.

The four elements were no longer acting like separate forces.

They were starting to behave like parts of a single system—his system.

Every mistake he made earlier… every imbalance… every unstable spark… it was all gone now.

He kept the rotation going, slower this time, letting the technique shape itself fully inside his body. The more he circulated, the cleaner the flow became. Small imperfections smoothed out. Rough edges softened. The energy moved with complete trust in the path he built.

Minutes passed—calm, peaceful, steady.

Eventually, Tian Lei exhaled and let the energies settle back into his core.

This time, there was not even a hint of trembling.

No shaking.

No resistance.

No pressure on his meridians.

Everything was perfect.

He opened his eyes slowly.

"…That's it," he whispered. "No more mistakes left."

He could feel it clearly—his technique was complete.

Stable, refined, and fully under his control.

The four elements pulsed quietly inside him, synced to his heartbeat like four steady drums.

Tian Lei lifted his hand and looked at his palm. A faint glow of mixed color flickered there—soft, controlled, and completely obedient.

A small smile appeared on his face.

"I finally did it. My first four-element cultivation technique… and it works."

He stood up gently. His body felt lighter, stronger, and more balanced than before.

There was no fear of failure now.

No uncertainty.

Only quiet confidence.

He stretched once, adjusting his shoulders.

"With this… I can finally start cultivating spirit energy now."

Tian Lei nodded, sat cross-legged again, and began to cultivate.

The moment he activated the technique, the four elements started rotating smoothly. Spirit energy from the surroundings responded almost instantly, gathering around him like a steady breeze.

He drew it in slowly at first, letting his body adapt to the new flow.

His foundation was stable.

His meridians were open.

Everything was ready.

The Mortal Realm barrier shook.

A soft pulse moved through his body.

His breathing remained calm.

Then—

He broke through to the Earth Realm.

No explosion, no shock.

Just a clean, controlled rise of energy.

He didn't stop.

He continued circulating, letting the technique guide the incoming spirit energy. The elemental rotation grew stronger with every breath, and more energy poured into him.

The second barrier formed inside him—thin, weak, nothing compared to what he built.

It cracked instantly.

Spirit Realm.

Tian Lei didn't even open his eyes.

The technique held him steady.

His core expanded, the four elements growing brighter inside it.

He kept going.

The next barrier was tougher, thicker. It pressed against his meridians, trying to slow him down, but his four-element cycle pushed through it with steady force.

A deep sound echoed inside his body.

Heaven Realm.

He reached the early stage.

Then the middle stage.

Then the peak.

All in one continuous flow.

No wild bursts.

No instability.

Just pure, steady cultivation—exactly how he designed it.

Tian Lei finally slowed his breathing.

The energy around him stopped gathering.

The four elements settled back into their natural place inside his core.

He opened his eyes.

A calm, steady glow lingered in his eyes.

"That's enough for now."

"I could rush to Saint Rank… but that would make my foundation unstable," he muttered. "I need to strengthen my base first."

He sat down again and activated another technique—

Mystic Essence Refining Art.

It wasn't fancy.

It wasn't powerful in a flashy way.

It was a slow, hard body-refining art that focused on grinding his body to perfection.

His soul was already strong from his spiritual cultivation.

Now his physical body needed to catch up.

If he wanted a perfect foundation at Saint Rank, he needed both sides—soul and body—to reach that level together.

Tian Lei breathed slowly and let the technique begin.

The Mystic Essence Refining Art spread through him like a crushing weight.

His muscles tightened.

His bones shook.

His skin felt like it was being pressed from the inside.

This wasn't gentle at all.

This was painful—the kind of pain that real body cultivators used to grow stronger.

His bones made faint cracking sounds as the technique forced out impurities.

His muscles stretched and compressed like someone was wringing them out.

Heat rushed through his veins as the technique rebuilt his physical strength from the ground up.

Tian Lei clenched his teeth.

"...So this is the real refining stage."

It hurt.

His arms felt numb.

His ribs felt tight.

Every breath burned a little.

But he didn't stop.

Pain was normal.

Pain was necessary.

Just like real bodybuilders pushed their bodies in training, body cultivators used pain to force growth. It was the only way to truly build strength.

Minutes passed.

Then an hour.

Then two.

The refining continued non-stop.

His meridians widened slowly.

His muscles grew tougher.

His bones felt heavier and stronger with each cycle.

His heartbeat thumped harder—deep and powerful, echoing across the quiet chamber.

Tian Lei opened one eye slightly, sweat running down his forehead.

"Good… it's working."

He took a sharp breath as another wave of pain spread through his chest.

But his eyes stayed steady.

"At this pace… my body realm might reach Heaven Rank soon."

He closed his eyes again and pushed the technique into the next cycle.

The pain increased.

His body trembled slightly.

But he didn't stop.

This was what body cultivation was about.

You got stronger by enduring it.

And Tian Lei endured everything as the Mystic Essence Refining Art continued to reshape him from the inside out.

Another month passed.

Tian Lei trained every single day—morning to night—pushing the Mystic Essence Refining Art through his body again and again.

The pain never fully faded.

Some days it felt like his bones were melting.

Other days it felt like his muscles were being torn apart and rebuilt from nothing.

But he didn't stop.

He refused to stop.

Little by little, his body became stronger, harder, tougher.

His physical strength finally caught up to his spiritual cultivation.

And then—

He reached the peak of Spirit Rank in body cultivation.

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