Alchemy & Martial Supreme

He didn't know how long he would have to stay here until his divine sense met a bottleneck and his secondary consciousness was trained. Only then would he stop using the golden staircase to train.    

"My limit on the golden staircase should be three days, but three days might not be the best choice. I'll try two days and one day. I'll see how long the difference between the effect and the duration of three days is. " After Qin Ming rested for a day, he came to the golden staircase again.    

This time, he wanted to stay on the golden staircase for two days. He wanted to see the difference between two days and three days.    

Looking at the golden staircase above and thinking about the unbearable feeling of the pressure pressing down on his divine sense, Qin Ming hesitated.    

"I must become stronger, stronger than anyone else. There are still people waiting for me outside. I can't let them down." Qin Ming took a deep breath and encouraged himself in his heart.    

The pressure on the golden stairs was too unbearable, or else he would have gone up without hesitation.    

In order to defeat Huantian, to climb to the peak of martial arts, and to protect his family, Qin Ming resolutely chose to go up.    

The moment he stood on the golden stairs, he felt the terrifying pressure coming from all directions.    

"This pressure seems to be a little lighter." Qin Ming forced a smile on his face.    

The pressure here was not lighter, but because his divine sense had become stronger, which was why he felt the pressure was lighter.    

However, even if the pressure became lighter, he would not feel relaxed at all, because this meant that he would climb higher.    

Qin Ming walked up step by step. This time, the place he stood at was two levels higher than the place he had previously stood at.    

"It's only two days. I must stand until the end of two days." After learning that the pressure on the golden stairs could injure the Martial Cultivator's body and make it feel tired through divine sense, Qin Ming wanted to use his will to forcefully endure it.    

He had been telling himself in his heart that the pressure here was only targeted at divine sense, and it didn't have any effect on his body. He wanted to use the hint to make his body no longer feel tired.    

This method was indeed useful. Qin Ming could still stand on the second day, unlike before, where he could only sit on the stairs.    

Although he was hinting to himself that he was much better than yesterday, he still felt that his legs were sore and he wanted to sit down.    

"It seems like the effect of pressure on the body is stronger than I imagined. It is not completely immune to it just by hinting."    

Qin Ming clearly knew that the pressure here made his body feel very heavy. This was just a mental illusion.    

But even if he hinted to himself, it would only have some effect. He would not be able to resist the pressure of the pressure through the mind.    

Apart from resisting the exhaustion in his body, the most important thing was the mental exhaustion. It was as if he could not exert any strength from head to toe, as if he was carrying a huge mountain on his back. It made him feel extremely uncomfortable.    

Fortunately, one day had passed. He only needed to persist for one more day.    

Qin Ming felt that his willpower had become stronger. After another day passed and he achieved his goal, he did not run away with the fastest speed like last time. Instead, he slowly walked forward.    

After returning to the stone stairs, Qin Ming turned his head to look at the golden stairs. He was very proud in his heart. This time, he did not come down in a sorry state. Instead, he acted very frankly.