With the remaining four packets of medicinal powder in hand, Qin Xuan finally felt a bit more confident.
Although he wasn't sure when Sheng Ming would make his move, every time he cultivated, he increased his chances for the future.
However, the thought that this Body Refining chapter could only be practiced one day at a time made Qin Xuan want to complain about the creator of this technique.
In novels, cultivators practiced non-stop, without eating or sleeping, year-round.
They were so dedicated.
But here, he could only cultivate once a day, and the cultivation time was at most 10 minutes.
He really wondered how the creator of this technique competed with other cultivators of the same era.
Was he the type to be eliminated immediately?
The night passed uneventfully.
The next morning, while everyone was still asleep, a startled cry shattered the prison's tranquility.
Qin Xuan's eyes snapped open, and he sat up abruptly.
Following the sound, he saw Hu Zi'an sitting there, shouting in terror, "They're here, hurry up and get up!"
Only after everyone was woken by the disruptive noise did Hu Zi'an's expression turn calm.
He closed his eyes and fainted completely.
Everyone: "???"
Can someone explain what's going on?
The awakened crowd was filled with confusion.
Qin Xuan looked towards the prison gate not far away.
The prison gate had already been opened.
Several Pan Shan army soldiers were distributing breakfast to the prisoners with large buckets.
Considering this scene and Hu Zi'an's earlier behavior, Qin Xuan's expression became peculiar. "If I'm not mistaken, Zi'an is trying to warn us."
"Warn us?"
The others were puzzled.
Qin Xuan nodded and continued to explain, "After Zi'an was imprisoned, he was always worried that Sheng Ming would make a move against us."
"Although he didn't say it, his nerves must have been constantly on edge."
"Just now, the prison gate was opened by these soldiers delivering food."
"In his dazed state, Zi'an mistook these Pan Shan soldiers for attackers."
"That's why he shouted, to alert us to the danger."
"As for the expression on his face at the end, it should be because he confirmed that we were all awake and capable of resisting danger."
"Only then did he relax and faint completely."
So it was a false alarm?
Qin Xuan's explanation made everyone laugh and cry.
But they didn't mock the unconscious Hu Zi'an for this incident.
On the contrary, they were deeply moved by Hu Zi'an's actions.
After all, in past incidents, he would be startled and faint immediately, never having taken any action to resist.
Now, he had managed to hold on until everyone was awake before fainting, all for their safety, which was no small feat.
Unconsciously, their perception of Hu Zi'an began to change.
They no longer saw him as the timid, cowardly translator who only held them back, but as Hu Zi'an, who truly cared for them and was worthy of their trust.
After breakfast, excluding Hu Zi'an, who was still asleep, everyone continued to discuss how to escape.
Qin Xuan took out the medicinal powder needed for cultivation and swallowed it with the water that came with breakfast.
Instantly, the familiar sensation returned.
He quickly assumed the second cultivation posture from the Body Refining chapter, allowing the hot energy in his dantian to circulate.
Warm energy slowly flowed into his limbs, and Qin Xuan felt every muscle burning and every bone being tempered.
The feeling was incredibly refreshing; if he could, he felt he could endure it for a whole day.
Ten minutes later, Qin Xuan, having finished his cultivation, stood up.
To his delight, the improvement from this cultivation was even more noticeable than the first time!
This was unequivocally the best news for Qin Xuan.
He slowly walked to the iron bars and tried to pull them again.
Squeak.
Squeak squeak.
Harsh sounds continuously emanated from Qin Xuan's cell, instantly attracting Xiao Ya and the others' attention.
Looking back, they saw veins bulging on Qin Xuan's forehead, and the shape of the two iron bars visibly bending.
Although he still couldn't widen the gap between the bars, judging by the degree of bending, Qin Xuan's strength was clearly more formidable than last time.
"Your strength has increased again?"
"Because of that movement just now?"
Xiao Ya, who had been secretly observing Qin Xuan, could no longer suppress her astonishment and spoke out.
Qin Xuan nodded, not intending to hide anything.
"This is my unique cultivation method, which, combined with specially made medicinal powder, can enhance physical fitness."
So powerful?
Everyone was shocked.
After cultivating today, Qin Xuan's strength was significantly greater than yesterday.
If he could cultivate a few more times, wouldn't that mean the iron bars couldn't hold him?
Qin Xuan read their thoughts from their expressions.
He shook his head with some regret. "I can only cultivate this method once a day. Doing more would be harmful to the body."
"Also, I only have three packets of medicinal powder left to use with it."
"I'm not sure if I can open the cage with 100% certainty after using these three packets."
"So I hope you don't get your hopes up too high."
Everyone fell silent upon hearing this.
Only Xiao Ya, after a moment of thought, said to Qin Xuan again, "It's alright, just keep cultivating."
"After all, we don't have any better options right now."
"If after three days, you still can't break through the prison bars, then we'll wait until the day Sheng Ming makes his move and fight him to the death!"
...
The mornings in Myanmar were slightly humid. Sheng Ming walked out of the military camp with great excitement.
Just now, on the morning of the fifth day after successfully imprisoning Pan Lin, he had successfully gained the trust of Du Xi, the seventh general of the Pan Shan army.
This meant that as long as he took the lead in the commander election in three days, he would legitimately gain complete control of the Pan Shan army!
At that time, Ting Jue, Min Li, everyone would be dismissed!
I, Sheng Ming, will become the king of the entire Pan Shan army!
So...
Who should I share this good news with?
Sheng Ming's lips curved upwards involuntarily, and he loudly called out to the soldiers behind him, "Go, open the prison for me. I want to go see our former commander!"
The prison gate opened, and Sheng Ming strode towards Pan Lin's cell.
Before he even reached it, he couldn't help but loudly proclaim his achievements.
"Hahaha, Pan Lin!"
"Min Cheng, Du Xi, and the others have all submitted to me!"
"In just three more days, your Pan Shan army will be completely in my grasp."
"At that time, not only you, but even..."
Sheng Ming's voice abruptly stopped when he saw Pan Lin.
Because he noticed that the once spirited and powerful Pan Lin was now staring intently at a man doing yoga.
Upon closer inspection, it wasn't just Pan Lin; even the Dragon Country people who were arrested with him were the same.
They remained still, silent, just quietly watching the contorted man, their thoughts unknown.
This left the overjoyed Sheng Ming utterly bewildered.
Could it be that these people had all gone mad due to the immense shock they had received?