"Hu..."
In a small house in an alley, Su Yun was absorbing Dou Qi.
Pale energy streams seeped out from the air, continuously flowing into the young man's body.
As the Dou Qi continued to pour in, a hint of fatigue flashed across Su Yun's face. He released his hand gestures and stopped cultivating.
Standing up from the basin, Su Yun stretched his sore neck and yawned, the cracking sound of bones echoing.
"It's been about three years since I obtained the system..." Su Yun silently calculated the time.
Although his system couldn't keep up with the times and couldn't do things like sign-ins or play as an unbeatable powerhouse, it could still be useful if used properly, especially when combined with his foresight and abilities.
Su Yun walked out of the door and headed to the street, just to relax.
In these three years, apart from necessary supplies, he had hardly left his home.
Now that his cultivation had reached the ninth stage of Fighter Qi, and his body was filled with Dou Qi, there was no room for improvement.
Rushing to condense the Fighter Qi Cyclone right after cultivation might lead to failure.
He needed to adjust his state.
Ever since he learned about the Dou Qi continent, his mind had been focused solely on cultivation, without much concern for the surrounding environment.
Naturally, he had no friends in Wutan City, and being mentally older than his physical age, he couldn't relate to children his age.
His relaxation in Wutan City was just a stroll.
After relaxing in Wutan City for an hour, Su Yun's mind became active again.
"At nine years old and at the ninth stage of Fighter Qi, even in the Central Province, I would be considered a genius."
Thanks to the Foundation Spirit Liquid, his cultivation had surpassed his peers, including Xiao Yan.
If he succeeded in condensing the Fighter Qi Cyclone in one go, he would reach the Fighter level two years earlier than Xiao Yan.
Su Yun encouraged himself.
Being fortunate enough to be a transmigrator and gaining a system, along with the lifelong memories of the Medicine Elder, his luck wasn't too bad...
Regardless, he couldn't harbor any fear. Even if he was mocked as an idiot, he would keep moving forward!
If he couldn't even condense a Fighter Qi Cyclone, he might as well quit.
...
After adjusting his state, Su Yun returned home and sat cross-legged on the floor.
Taking a deep breath, he forcefully suppressed the anxiety in his heart and further adjusted his breath on the bed.
After an hour, Su Yun finally adjusted his body to its peak condition. It was the best time for him to attempt breaking through to the Fighter level.
With a calm expression on his face, Su Yun formed hand seals to absorb Dou Qi. His breathing gradually became steady, and the faint Dou Qi in his body responded accordingly.
In the room, the calm air suddenly surged, and faint white Dou Qi permeated from the air, rushing into Su Yun's body.
As time passed, the Dou Qi continued to pour in, filling most of Su Yun's meridians.
Feeling the situation inside his body, Su Yun took a deep breath, and his hand seals changed, causing the surging Dou Qi to shrink rapidly towards his lower abdomen.
When all the Dou Qi gathered in his lower abdomen, the pale Dou Qi began to transform into milky white.
Su Yun concentrated his mind and compressed the Dou Qi within his body with the extraordinary soul power from his two lifetimes.
Although the milky white Dou Qi in his lower abdomen began to resist, Su Yun's soul power, accumulated from nearly thirty years of life, was extraordinary, especially at the ninth stage of Fighter Qi.
After a brief stalemate between the two forces, the Dou Qi continued to condense.
After some time, a faint muffled sound echoed inside his body...
As the muffled sound echoed, the resistance dissipated.
Breathing a sigh of relief, Su Yun's chest heaved violently.
Lying on the bed and sensing the abundant energy within his body, a faint smile appeared on Su Yun's lips. Just as he was about to get up, a wave of drowsiness swept over him, and he fell into a deep sleep.
...
He slept through the night, and when Su Yun woke up, it was already the next morning.
The dawn slowly unfolded, and the early morning sun shone on the young man's face, while several sparrows chirped outside the window.
In the bird's nest outside, the young birds, with their wings fully feathered, were ready to fly.
Su Yun let out a sigh, stretched his slightly numb legs, and sat cross-legged.
With closed eyes, Su Yun's mind gradually sank into his body.
Internal observation, an ability that only Fighters could master, allowed one to explore the body's condition more thoroughly as their strength increased.
Gazing at the palm-sized milky white cyclone in his lower abdomen, surrounded by a nebula-like white energy, Su Yun nodded in satisfaction.
Although the cyclone was small now, the energy it contained surpassed that of the ninth stage of Fighter Qi.
The difference between a Fighter and the stages before was almost fundamental.
Before becoming a Fighter, the absorbed energy was called Dou Qi, but after becoming a Fighter, it was true Dou Qi!
Although the two were only one word apart, the gap between them couldn't be summarized in just one or two words.
With his eyes suddenly opening, a confident light flashed in Su Yun's deep eyes.
Even if he couldn't rank in Wutan City, his strength as a Fighter was unquestionable.
But the sense of achievement from advancing still made him feel satisfied.
Even if he was weaker, he was still stronger than at the Fighter Qi stage.
Adjusting his mentality, Su Yun reminded himself that it wasn't the time to be complacent yet. He discarded his recent satisfaction and began to review the memories of the Medicine Elder.
After becoming a Fighter, he could start practicing Dou Qi techniques.
In the Dou Qi continent, Yellow-ranked techniques were everywhere on the streets, while those above the Earth rank were not accessible to commoners.
The same went for martial skills. Those above the Earth rank required joining sects or academies to obtain. Of course, if you had enough wealth, you could also try your luck at auctions.
Su Yun wasn't worried about this aspect.
Alchemy masters, especially high-level ones, looked down on gold coins.
To make high-level alchemy masters refine pills for you, you needed to offer something that could impress them, and in this regard, Dou Qi techniques and martial skills were particularly useful.
With the Medicine Elder being a peak eighth-grade alchemy master, his collection would undoubtedly be substantial. Transitioning through this early phase would be no problem.
"Wait a minute..."
"I still don't know my attributes."
Su Yun felt a headache coming on.
(End of this chapter)