At night, in Lin Qian's room, the Nirvana Flame Bath was once again set up, only this time its deep red color was much more intense than before.
The potency of this Nirvana Flame Bath was several times more than before, and the pain to endure was also multiple times greater.
Lin Qian stripped off his clothes, took a deep breath, and stepped into the wooden tub, letting the deep red potion wash over his head.
As his leg stepped into the tub, Lin Qian drew a sharp breath, the stabbing pain fiercely attacked, and the scorching heat swept over his body instantly.
Sitting in the tub, Lin Qian couldn't help but clench his teeth, bearing the terrifyingly extreme power of the medicine.
If Lin Qian were not at the twelfth round of Nirvana, with an incredibly tough body, he wouldn't have been able to withstand such a massive infusion of medicinal power.
If Liu Ming, the one with the strongest physique in the inner sect, were to sit in it, he would likely burst and die under the overwhelming power of the medicine.
Lin Qian closed his eyes tightly, gradually getting used to this incessant pain.
If he couldn't even endure this bit of pain, how could he become stronger to rescue his parents?
As his heart realm gradually calmed down under the pain, he began to operate the Emperor's Decision cultivation technique specifically tailored for him by the Heavenly Art Department.
As his cultivation technique operated, Lin Qian's aura continually rose, and his soul power began to accumulate once more.
Outside the house, Wei Wushuang stood in the courtyard, silently looking in the direction of Lin Qian's room, his hands clenched tightly behind his back.
On Prison Island, when he had lost all his strength to the poison, he met the anxious Lin Qian.
Thus, the mentor and disciple bonded, relying on each other for survival in that dog-eat-dog place.
One could say the mentor and disciple shared a life-and-death bond.
Moreover, it was entirely Lin Qian who rescued Wei Wushuang when he was on the verge of death.
"Nirvana Realm's breakthrough, if not careful, could go wrong, Lin Qian," Wei Wushuang muttered to himself while keeping a close watch on the house. "Let me see what kind of miracle the twelfth round Nirvana breakthrough is."
In the latter half of the night, as Lin Qian quietly sat in the tub, his realm had already returned to the ninth level of the Shape Origin Realm.
Unlike other Soul Martial Artists, Lin Qian's dissipated soul power, after stimulating his Martial Soul, was not wasted but thoroughly utilized.
Therefore, after Nirvana cultivation and dissipating soul power, Lin Qian had an extremely solid foundation, making it easy to restore his realm.
Moreover, with such vast medicinal power helping him, it was impossible not to recover quickly.
Reaching the ninth level of the Shape Origin Realm was also the beginning of his breakthrough to the Nirvana Realm!
Lin Qian's body shook, and in his dantian, the soul power, swirling like a nebula, began burning fiercely.
At that moment, his dantian seemed to have transformed into a sea of flames.
"Bathing in Fire Nirvana!"
Regarding the burning situation in his dantian, Lin Qian felt no panic; instead, he guided the burning soul power throughout his body.
The burning soul power, like fiery serpents, flowed through his meridians, roasting them.
Simultaneously, the burning soul power, like sparks of fire, gradually seeped into Lin Qian's muscles and bones.
In an instant, the Nirvana Flame Bath in the tub also surged into flames, enveloping Lin Qian completely.
All the hair on Lin Qian's body was burnt away under the Nirvana Fire.
The potion in the tub kept evaporating under the blazing flames, with the red mist filling the entire room.
The flames of soul power burning in his dantian continuously roasted the black and white Martial Souls within, the flames of soul power incessantly penetrating into the Martial Soul.
Meanwhile, the two Martial Souls were also gradually undergoing indescribable changes.
"Soul power isn't enough?" Suddenly, the overwhelming fire within began to weaken, causing Lin Qian's heart to tighten.
The breakthrough of the Nirvana Realm was like being reborn in flames; after the soul power burned, it transformed the body of the Soul Martial Artist from the inside out.
After breaking through from the Shape Origin Realm to the Nirvana Realm, it was almost like a complete transformation for a Soul Martial Artist's entire body.
This was why Lin Qian could confront the Nirvana Realm head-on in the Shape Origin Realm, which would astonish people and make those who heard of it dismiss it as exaggerated nonsense.
To break through the Nirvana Realm in the Bathing in Fire Nirvana, fire was needed.
And this fire was the soul power flame burning in a Soul Martial Artist's dantian.
Now Lin Qian clearly felt that he hadn't broken through yet, and it was far from enough.
Bang!
The wooden tub was blown apart by the Qi Force from Lin Qian's body. The potion inside had evaporated, leaving only a wooden board beneath him.
The Nirvana Fire generated from breaking through the Nirvana Realm only affected the person breaking through or medicinal liquid containing medicinal power. Containers like wooden tubs and other inanimate objects would not catch fire.
Thus, although Lin Qian was engulfed in the flames of burning soul power, the wooden board he was sitting on did not ignite.
Lin Qian's eyes narrowed, and before him appeared a system screen only he could see, reflecting the image of Zhuge Ming standing in front of the Tactical Mirror in the Huaxia Empire.
At that moment, on the enormous planet where the Huaxia Empire was situated, in the most magnificent hall of the Heavenly Art Department in the capital, stood the most elite literati of the entire empire in dense rows.
In front of them were Tactical Mirrors of various sizes displaying a variety of dense data, to which they continued to input their analysis using soul power, providing feedback.
Zhuge Ming now stood on a raised platform in the center of this grand hall, overlooking the surroundings, while eight of the largest Tactical Mirrors were around him.
On the Tactical Mirror, seven displayed Lin Qian's most detailed status and the Huaxia Empire's spiritual energy infusion through Sky Trace.
On the Tactical Mirror before Zhuge Ming, Lin Qian's face appeared.
"Your Majesty!" Upon seeing Lin Qian, Zhuge Ming immediately raised his hand to greet him respectfully.
"The breakthrough of the twelfth round Nirvana requires much more soul power than anticipated. Increase Sky Trace's output of soul power to me," Lin Qian said directly after Zhuge Ming saluted.
Startled, Zhuge Ming quickly said, "If we increase the output of soul power, I fear the pain will be too great for you to bear. Your Majesty, I fear that pain may not be something you can endure now!"
"Increasing the output of soul power, pain I can endure, but I cannot allow a failed breakthrough," Lin Qian paused for a moment before continuing, "I trust you and the Heavenly Art Department."
Zhuge Ming opened his mouth, closed his eyes with a smile after a moment, and bowed his head in response, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your trust. We understand."
The next moment, the image of Lin Qian on the Tactical Mirror before Zhuge Ming faded, returning to the original data display.
"Everyone heard that, right?" Zhuge Ming glanced around at the emotions brewing among the crowd.
"Heard it!" The scholar's enthusiasm was contagious as they clenched their fists.
"Then go all out, for His Majesty!" Zhuge Ming focused intensely on the Tactical Mirror in front of him, "Increase the output of spiritual energy!"
In Maoqing Mountain's house, Lin Qian's eyes widened suddenly, his teeth crushed against each other, a mouthful of blood flowing.
Boom!
Terrifying soul power flames burst from within Lin Qian, engulfed the house in an instant, completely enveloping his bedroom.
Standing in the courtyard, Wei Wushuang stared in shock at the soul power flames wrapping the entire house.
"This kid..." Wei Wushuang was completely dumbfounded by Lin Qian.