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Chapter 7 - Transform Jin

He trained his spirit will during this period. His immortal consciousness is insanely powerful but he is not able to harness its power simply due to low soul power and lack of spiritual sense.

He began to review memories of his failures, performances and lack of courage in his previous life in mind. Confirming to his dao of longevity, absolute justice, health and regeneration leading to eternity he resimulated those events and things that could have been done differently and their after effects.

"In silence and empty mind, letting my thoughts dissolve into stillness."

"Replay my past failures and imagine rewriting them, shaping strength from regret."

"Breathe deeply, visualizing cosmos, pulling the weight of the stars into my core, condensing it into golden energy."

"Extend my will outward like tendrils of silver, connecting to objects and moving them with thought."

"Sharpen my awareness to sense the faintest shifts of energy and unseen forces around me."

"Visualize threads linking my mind to others, gently plucking them to read emotions and thoughts."

"Grip an unyielding object and command it to change, enforcing your will upon its nature."

"Picture the rules of reality as runes before me, altering their form with focused intent."

"Refine my control, from lifting small objects to bending the elements of the world."

"With every breath and every act, strengthen my spirit until reality itself obeys my command."

"No storm nor shadow can break the will honed; face the future as an unyielding force."

This was a mysterious spirit will enhancement method, Han Chen deduced during his past life time. At night under the stars when he practises this technique, he felt connected to his surrounding. Due to his consciousness being extremely powerful, what others took a lifetime to achieve took a night for Han Chen.

But even so, he feel like he has an everpresent sixth sense, which touches the surroundings 1m radius around him. It's different from spiritual sense for seeing, this involves feeling the surroundings.

Then he simulated killing intent, all of a sudden, he recalls the moment of triumph,survival and death, about the emotion tied to protecting what he holds dear, channeled that emotions into intent of rage and fury.

Suddenly a darker aura with resentment of the hundreds of thousands of life forms he killed in his past life, began to develop around him which grew heavier and oppressive by second to its peak. Even a martial master, would be scared to flee standing next to the aura now, as it will crush the weaker spirits. The aura was converted back to his mind, but his eyes still reflected a chill.

Similarly, he simulated intent of sharpness, the predecessor and ultimate form of sword intent. The qi channeling within his body responded to visualizing the severance intent he cultivated related to sword intent ultimate path.

Sword intent cultivation realm is similar to regular cultivation realms with sword control, sword heart, sword will, sword intent prototype, sword domain, sword integration, sword transcending space, sword transcending causality, sword transcending effect, sword transcending time, sword transcending myriad chains..and so on.

These realms correspond to pure sword intent unrelated to cultivation, which meant a qi cultivator can indeed go further, but he won't be able to stop the aftereffects of crumbling his spirit later if he overexerted.

Han Chen, carrying a kitchen knife used the qi to extend to external object, and used his intent in controlling the movement stepped into sword control and achieved precise movement, eliminating hesitation and attaining mental clarity his mind became one with sword and entered sword heart.

After a few minutes, the Han Chen's will exerted a tangible force which envelopes the knife which dramatically increased the severance ability of movement. Then the essence of this sword tangible aura followed back and enveloped his aura and achieved sword intent. Letting go of the knife and shooting cross legged, combined the previous telekinetic perception and adding the law of severance he achieved half a step into sword domain, as he was not able to mobile spiritual consciousness to achieve full mastery of the domain.

Feeling mental exhaustion, he released the sword intent and now his eyes reveal a sense of sharpness. After an hour of recuperating,similarly he induced the intent of scholar, and a bookish aura began to spread he achieved his mastery and intent of ethereal enlightened mind converged back to him.

Then he went onto imagine being the immortal emperor he was, who managed a stellar domain and many resources planets and immortal world...Although he was initially called low key immortal, his perseverance and endurance succeeded leaving behind those who mocked dead in the path of ascendence, longevity and gaining respect of masses. A transcendent sense of majesty arised from him which instantly makes others around him feeling sense of their own inferiority. He converged it back and now, accepting his former majesty he felt more confident.

A look at him will make others think he was just another pretty face, but if others saw his eyes, as a window to soul, they will feel overwhelmed by the Tangible, sharp, wise, majestic transcendent look and temperament in them. Seeing himself in mirror. He fully converged those intents and he became ordinary again. But how can such majesty be hidden away, there is still a sense of extraordinance in his temperament now.

....

Meeting my dad during morning breakfast, dad asked rubbing his eyes, " Are you really my son? "

" Hmm, what are talking about " my mother glared at him.

" Come here let me take a look at you" I went to him, and he tried to use his qi to check my realm but he sensed nothing.

" My son is indeed a dragon, but why do you feel different from yesterday, now that your father said that, I also feel like something different, more confident and bright..

I got it. You got a girlfriend right? Mom knew you had set your priorities straight. Tell me, is that girl, Xu Qing..I knew both of you were perfect together.."

" Mom!..no I was always straight ok. No I am not in relationship..."

" No need to mention it, mom knows..it's okay you can take it slow."

...

Being speechless, he went to classmates,and they to began to treat him with more respect, especially the class monitor who lost in a daze looking into his eyes.

Submitting his work, his teachers also stopped the usual friendliness to unusually serious when answering him as in he was a subordinate or so...

Having enough, he went to mens restroom, putting away his thought, he finally selected the method that he just inspired upon.

He thought of the instances of his powerlessness, hopelessness and enduring defeats. Forced to disguise in every attacks, he has done. Assuming anonymity, stories and records he witnessed of protagonist wiping away the clans of a person simply due to him being offended without knowing, villains using others without mercy.

Slavery, innocents being credited with crimes they don't even know and getting killed for that, him bowing to his elders, senior brothers in the sect, accepting inheritance and acknowledging humbleness.. with that an intent of humility,timidity, submissiveness, resignation, adaptability, caution, endureness,longevity began to spread. It was a depressive aura.

The rest of the people who were minding there own bussiness in restroom began to feel a block in their heart, a sense of fear and powerlessness and their own unworthyness...the desolate feeling came and went suddenly catching others ofguard.

Han Chen's aura became more worldly and real, curbing the majestic aura he tried to hold himself off previously.

" It's good to acknowledge one's status. What immortal emperor? there are more ways for me to die now than to being alive. One should be courageous when needed and adaptable when required."

Stepping out, he doesn't need to pretend to be ordinary now as his majestic royal temperament became unique and neutral. Returning back to class, his friends and admirers were once again caught ofguard by the sudden change in temperament.

Days passed before the opportunity arose. Under the cover of dusk, he quietly slipped out of his home and wandered for an hour, searching for a secluded spot. Reaching his former cultivation site, he noticed signs of recent activity—footprints and faint qi traces. Cautious, he retreated and continued searching.

His steps led him to the abandoned villa he'd spotted earlier from the mountain trail. Overrun by weeds and decay, the place felt desolate, but a memory surfaced: five years in the future, this villa would be exposed as a slaughterhouse with security footage revealing its gruesome history.

He approached carefully, recalling how hidden cameras captured everything in the future. Using his eye technique, he avoided visible energy fluctuations and located concealed cameras. He scaled the side of the building, jumping to the second floor and then the rooftop.

On the roof, he found the perfect spot—hidden from prying eyes yet exposed to sunlight and open air, ensuring any DNA traces would degrade naturally over time. The view of the Yi Lake and surrounding nature offered a serene environment. Confident in his precautions, he settled in, ready to begin his cultivation.

After an hour of meditation, he started qi training and sensing the breakthrough, he continued.

"Energy flows like a river, but with intent, it becomes a stream carving the mountains. Without focus, it scatters; with purpose, it shapes the world."

"What once was rigid, now becomes fluid. What was forceful, now becomes effortless. In transformation, power is not lost, but refined."

"To transform is not to break, but to bend the very nature of Qi. With each movement, I guide it, not as an enemy, but as an ally."

"Where the mind leads, the body follows. When thought and energy unite, the world bends beneath my will."

"Strength is no longer a clash, but a flow. The more I control the subtlety, the more the force becomes infinite."

"The power of Transform Jin lies in its silence, in the stillness of a strike that has already occurred within the heart."

"Energy is not a weapon but a path, a river carving its way through the mountains of opposition, flowing around, through, and beyond."

"With every breath, I become one with the qi. It is no longer 'mine,' but the world's, moving through me."

"Transform Jin does not seek to overpower, but to outlast, to redirect, to transform energy in its purest form."

The breakthrough was complete, but the life essence still matures, enough to sustain practice with every breath. What was once hidden and internalized has now become subtle, refined, and adaptable. Body's reaction speed transcended that of a mortal. He can ' see in bullet time ' whenever he wishes to.

Instead of suppressing external forces, I can now redirect and control both internal and external energies. Dao rhyme flows through every movement, no longer a rare occurrence but constant.

With accumulated wisdom and experience of previous life, I was able to retract internal Qi at dark Jin with some effort but now, a feat once requiring focus is effortless and efficient. There is no wasted effort; even minimal energy can form attack patterns. The harmony of mind, body, and energy with Dao is now achieved, seamless and complete.

He broughtout the medicinal diet he brought in large quantities from market before this and consumed fully and practised fully converting them into life essence and accumulating enough to stabilize the realm.

Then practised again and the qi become more refined and reached a level that could rhyme and resonate an immortal law. But he saw it was time to return and went back to home.

Days passed, and with each passing moment, Han Chen's admirers only grew in number. Some girls gazed at him with starry eyes, enchanted by his temperament. His presence exuded confidence, stability, and an unmistakable air of extraordinariness.

The second year of senior high school began, and Han Chen seemed more refined than ever—except when it came to food. Whenever food was involved, he transformed into a hungry ghost, devouring his meals without restraint. His friends often joked about it loudly, and the boys secretly felt relieved, as at least he had one imperfection, but they still had difficulty finding out why he is always in perfect condition.

This behavior was due to Han Chen's unique dietary needs. Despite a strict medical regimen, he had to accumulate life essence to further his cultivation, and the only way to do so was through eating. His aloof demeanor remained constant, and even Xu Qing, who had once been close to him find it difficult to get along with him.

He has traveled to different worlds, saw through the hearts of people, experienced millions of years of life. Where does he get the affinity to mingle and find happiness among his 15 year old brats. His friends in first life were with him to joke around for 3 or 4 years, compared to that, there were people who he worked with thousands to tens of thousands of years. He didn't miss them very much. Then what does he care about these friends now. Basic human self respect is enough.

Meanwhile, Xu Qing found herself drawn more to Zhao Lin. It seemed fate always nudges major events down a predetermined path. Zhao Lin, through his connection with Xu Qing, began to harbor resentment toward Han Chen. There were three reasons: one, he disliked that Xu Qing had once been Han Chen's girlfriend, and two, he couldn't stand Han Chen's indifferent attitude toward him—especially given Zhao Lin's stronger family connections and three, he felt more attention drawing to Han Chen and others fawning over him, which he felt was rightfully his.

No matter how hard Zhao Lin tried to involve Han Chen in sports, or entertainment activities or outdoor restaurant or karoke bar to find his weakness or provoke him in some way, Han Chen always managed to slip away, offering genuine but odd excuses. The same happened with Han Chen's interactions with Zhao Lin's girlfriend.

It almost felt like Han Chen was allergic to their presence, a sentiment that left Zhao Lin increasingly frustrated. But more importantly, whenever he looks into his eyes, he will get a premonition that he will die..so under that pressure he always feel clumsy infront of him and he have no ways to describe it.

He, like his fellow rich playboys from high status families, has their own set of martial arts techniques, but evidently due to their lack of talent and unwillingness there is no such substantial progress.

Fearing Han Chen's still practises his family technique and is a genius in ming jin realm paractisioner, he even tried to check with a practisioner at ming jin, his bodyguard to initiate a conversation and shake hand, but only received news that he is a regular mortal without a trace of practise.

There are strict laws governing martial artists attacking innocent people openly so, even then, any attempt at meeting him always windup in places with full surveillance for some reason.