Chapter 84: The Physical Body Reaches the Meridian Unblocking Realm

Swish! Swish! Swish!
The blade, Snowdrift, sharp enough to slice through iron as if it were mud, met a roasted leg. Like a knife through tofu, it was swift and precise, sending countless chunks of meat flying.
No more, no less—two hundred and thirty-three pieces!
The blade flashed again, sweeping over the meat. In an instant, each chunk was cut into thirty thin slices, each one identical in size and thickness.
Clang!
Snowdrift returned to its sheath. In Lin Fan’s hands appeared an enormous lotus leaf. At the same time, six thousand nine hundred and ninety golden slices of roasted leg fell neatly onto the leaf, arranged in perfect rows.
Even in the chill of the cave, steam rose clearly from the meat, carrying an irresistible, rich aroma that made it impossible to restrain one’s appetite.
“How flashy!”
Lin Fan laughed heartily, placing the lotus leaf beside the campfire. With a swift motion, he caught a wine jar he had tossed into the air at some point, and began to eat, alternating mouthfuls of meat with swigs of wine.
Easy, unrestrained, utterly at ease!
Lin Fan didn’t know why he was suddenly so happy. Since his memories had awakened, he had never felt so relaxed and joyful.
In his previous life, this was a frequent pleasure, but in this one, he’d never experienced it.
Perhaps it was the ice silkworm’s presence—a remnant of a past life, a familiar soul in a foreign world.
It was like being a child of Huaxia, suddenly exiled from Earth for countless years, living for decades on an alien planet where everything was strange. In that lonely, homesick state, to suddenly see a national treasure from home—
In that instant, tears would well up.
In that instant, it was as if the scent of home filled the air.
In that instant, memories came flooding back.
It was a release of the heart, a wild freedom of the spirit.
Boom!
A muffled sound shook him. Lin Fan’s expression changed abruptly—his soul had just broken through!
“Damn it!”
He cursed under his breath. Normally, this would be a cause for celebration—the soul’s progress always lagged behind cultivation.
But now, his soul was simply too powerful. If he unleashed a soul attack, his body could not withstand it.
Simply put, his physical strength was nowhere near enough to contain his soul.
This breakthrough threatened to destroy him, sure to injure his physical body as severely as when he previously used a soul attack!
What now? What now?
Lin Fan grew anxious. He could already feel his soul power increasing bit by bit, a natural resonance with the world as his state of mind transcended the shackles of this life.
“Am I about to be gravely injured again?!”
He felt the soul force growing, and sensed his body starting to swell and ache.
“Wait—the Millennium Ice Essence!”

Lin Fan’s eyes lit up. He remembered the body-tempering elixir he’d collected earlier. Without hesitation, he pulled out a jade bottle, popped the stopper, and downed it in one gulp.
This was Millennium Ice Essence—a single drop could temper the body to extraordinary strength, and this bottle held a hundred drops.
In an instant, Lin Fan’s entire body turned to ice. Thin layers of frost formed all over his skin, and in the blink of an eye, he became a man of ice!
At the tip of the Cangmang Jungle—also known as the Snowy Forest—ice and snow blanketed the land all year round. But the deeper one ventured, the less snow accumulated.
This was because the ancient Dragon Cang Trees filled every mountain and valley, dense and towering, each one at least a hundred meters tall.
These trees blocked the wind and snow. With their potent vitality, the heart of the Snowy Forest was lush and green, vibrant with life.
Were it not for the biting cold, one could almost believe it was summer here.
It was like a magnified Amazon rainforest—a hundred times larger, with every plant, animal, and beast scaled up accordingly.
Flap! Flap!
In this tranquil forest, the sound of wings beating filled the air as a flock of birds took flight from the treetops, soaring away in formation.
Their sudden ascent shook loose great sheets of snow from the Dragon Cang Trees, which fell to the tangled undergrowth and broken branches below, blanketing the deep green in white.
Not far from where the snow had fallen, beneath a dead, toppled Dragon Cang Tree, a massive, multicolored python—dozens of meters long—lay coiled, eyeing a tiny creature before it with wary vigilance.
“Hiss hiss—!”
The giant python flicked its tongue, hissing softly, its body tensed. Even the ground where it lay was rapidly frosting over, thin ice spreading outward from the snake’s center.
Facing it was a small snake, barely a foot long, pure white as if carved from ice and snow, save for a vivid crimson line running from the top of its head to the tip of its tail.
The little white snake’s jet-black eyes were fixed on the giant python—not with caution, but with curiosity and playful mischief.
Like a child discovering a new toy!
Strikingly, the small snake bore a pair of fleshy wings—also snowy white, and shaped much like those of a pterosaur from the age of dinosaurs.
“All right, Little Gold, finish it off quickly—we need to get moving!”
A voice called from the distance. Perched on a tree branch, dressed in white, was a handsome, refined youth, seated with poise.
At his words, the curiosity and mischief vanished from the little snake’s eyes—like a child called home by a parent, reluctantly setting aside the toy but obedient nonetheless.
The instant that playful light disappeared, the giant python’s scales bristled—it sensed mortal danger.
And all of it stemmed from the tiny white snake before it, not even as big as one of its own scales!
“Hiss—!”
The giant python reared back and struck first, launching an attack at the little white snake.
With a roar, it spewed a blast of icy frost directly at its foe.
Crack! Crack!
Where the frost swept, everything turned to ice.

This was the python’s secret weapon: once frozen, the chill would invade the victim’s heart and blood in an instant, destroying all within and killing instantly.
Unlike the thin frost that formed around its body from ordinary cold, this breath was the concentrated essence of its power!
The frost shot forth with blinding speed—faster than a gale—enveloping the little white snake in a heartbeat.
But the little snake was unruffled. It opened its mouth wide and swallowed the frost in one gulp.
Without waiting for the python to react, it arched its body, flicked its tail—
Whoosh!
A sharp sound tore through the air. The little snake vanished, and in the next instant, reappeared atop the python’s head.
Boom!
The giant python’s immense form crashed to the ground, lifeless.
Closer inspection revealed a small hole atop its head, right where the little white snake now rested, blood welling from the wound.
The hole had been bored from the python’s mouth up through its head—the fatal strike.
Curiously, a hole through the head might not normally kill so instantly. Yet, in this case, the python was dead in a heartbeat.
Had a careful observer looked closely at the wound, they would have seen a deep blackness spreading rapidly from the hole, coursing through the python’s entire body.
“Little Gold, eat your rations. We have to hurry—only ten days left until registration!”
The youth in white called again from afar, eyes filled with helplessness.
That youth was none other than Lin Fan—who, in his panic at his soul’s breakthrough, had swallowed the Millennium Ice Essence and been frozen solid.
The little white snake called Little Gold was, in fact, the ice silkworm.
It had been eight days since Lin Fan was frozen. On the second day, he broke free; the Millennium Ice Essence had successfully strengthened his body, bringing him to the power of one cauldron—truly the physical might of a Pulse-Opening Realm expert.
He felt, too, that his body’s defenses were even sturdier than those of an ordinary Pulse-Opening Realm practitioner!