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Big Fatty Zhang and the others looked at Bai Xiaochun’s thatched hut. At any rate, there was at least one of them who was mindful of Bai Xiaochun’s cultivation as he had finally made a breakthrough to the second layer of Qi Condensation. After going outside and talking to himself, Bai Xiaochun had returned to his house to continue cultivating.
Inside of his house, Bai Xiaochun wiped the perspiration off his forehead. As he strove to assume the position dictated in the third diagram, his naked body experienced an acute pain to which he gritted his teeth and endured.
Within his body, the qi within his meridians was no longer simply a streamlet, but rather a small river wandering throughout his body. With every revolution, his body echoed kaka sounds. His originally round body, at this moment, had already become completely thin. He had become even thinner than when he first arrived at Hearthfire Kitchen.
However, the bursts of spiritual power appeared to be stored inside of his body. In the wake of his persistent cultivation, the skin of his skinny and shriveled body seemed to faintly pulse. If one listened closely, one could hear his heartbeat – the peng peng sound echoed throughout the house.
The increasing spiritual pressure inside of his body continuously condensed. While undergoing the constant and strong pressure, Bai Xiaochun’s power had increased considerably. This process lasted for a few days, until Bai Xiaochun’s body unexpectedly felt as if it was being stabbed with pain. When compared to the previous acute pain, this stabbing pain was significantly greater and gave him no choice but to give up.
Bai Xiaochun was panting heavily with bloodshot eyes. He was strongly aware that his body appeared to be unable to hold on. Although his cultivation unceasingly absorbed worldly power from his surroundings, it was obvious that his body could not keep up. In addition, obtaining extra meals from the Hearthfire Kitchen required luck; therefore, he could not have one every day.
Although others also cultivated this Violet Qi Cauldron Technique, cultivating once every few days was already considered diligent to them, and at most, they would cultivate once a day. Bai Xiaochun cultivated every day and night incessantly; not to mention Big Fatty Zhang’s and the other’s overwhelming shock, even the Inner Sect disciples would be gobsmacked if they knew.
However, Bai Xiaochun did not feel safe, even after cultivating to this extent. His character was always keen to secure his own safety. Thus, he withdrew the once spirit refined Spiritual Rice he had stashed away previously. He held it in his hand and examined it. He used an ordinary wok to cook it, and as the spiritual aura spread out, he didn’t hesitate and swallowed the Spiritual Rice immediately.
The Spiritual Rice promptly transformed upon entering his body, forming a strong spiritual aura that was several times greater than common Spiritual Rice. In his body, there was a loud explosion and an incomplete level of majestic power began to surge forward. Bai Xiaochun hurriedly assumed the position dictated in the third diagram while adjusting his breathing, soon entering a state of cultivation.
One night half a month later, Bai Xiaochun’s body suddenly shook. As he opened his eyes, he was shocked to find that his cultivation had unknowingly broken through from the Second layer Qi Condensation to the Third layer Qi Condensation.
This change immediately made Bai Xiaochun ecstatic. His eyes displayed his high spirits as he heartily laughed. He inspected himself; within his body, the qi meridian had already thoroughly transformed from a streamlet to a small river.
This small river quickly circulated throughout his body, with the speed rapidly exceeding the antecedent significantly. With just a thought, his spiritual qi would instantly spread out to any location within his body.
“Qi Condensation third layer! This once spirit refined Spiritual Rice is indeed extraordinary!” Bai Xiaochun stood up and licked his lips thinking about the number of Spiritual Rice grains he could refine. However, he felt as if his meridians had swelled up a bit. By recalling what the bamboo scroll recorded, he knew that his body needed to adapt and that he should not continue cultivating in the near future.
Pressured by this idea, he walked up and down his house with smug appearance. His rapid pacing stopped, his eyes looked out the window and then the door. Despite it being very late at night, he could vaguely see the large tree on that path outside Hearthfire Kitchen with the assistance of the moonlight.
“This won’t do. Xu Baocai’s wooden sword is not normal. Even if I am finally at the Qi Condensation third layer, it is still not sufficiently safe!” Bai Xiaochun furrowed his brows, contemplating for a moment and then looking at the multi-colored wooden sword by his side. He once again looked at the wok inside his house.
“If I can spirit refine it twice, maybe it’ll be better,” he thought. Having immediately made a decision, he walked away from the house to Hearthfire Kitchen to fetch some Spiritual wood.
His preparations finished, later that day and very late at night, Bai Xiaochun stopped to the side of the mysterious wok, setting the wood on fire. Upon seeing the bright lines, he threw the wooden sword into the wok.
Waiting for a long time without seeing any reactions from beginning to end, Bao Xiaochun furrowed his brows and looked at patterns on the tortoise-patterned wok. He saw that the wood had already stopped burning, having become ashes. Muttering to himself, he left to look for more spirit wood. Several tries later, despite the flame burning, the wooden sword was not even slightly changed at all.
“This is all the same one color firewood, could it be that the temperature is too low? I need to make it even hotter…….two colored flame?” Bai Xiaochun pondered, walking out of the door and once more returning an hour later, in his hands a purple log of wood. The Hearthfire Kitchen did not have a lot of this wood left, so Bai Xiaochun was only able to find one.
He placed it under the wok and immediately lit a fire. This fire was composed of two differently colored flames, and the dual-colored flame was hotter by several degrees!
When the dual-colored flame appeared, the second line on the tortoise shell instantly began to shine while the dual-colored flame rapidly dimmed in response. It seemed like all of a sudden, the fire was completely withdrawn. Shortly after, the second colored flame completely burned to ashes, and the second line on the tortoise-patterned wok brightly shined and rose.
“Success!” Bai Xiaochun eyes shined brightly as he promptly place the wooden sword into the wok and a silver light suddenly radiated outwards. Unexpectedly, compared to the first spirit refinement, it had taken several breaths longer to refine.
The light gradually dimmed. Suddenly, a shining white light exploded forth and made a beeline for Bai Xiaochun. Bai Xiaochun was unable to react to this sudden change. An indescribable icy chill bloomed before his eyes, flash-freezing and entering his body. He was overwhelmingly shocked to find himself unable to stop its movement and could only look on helplessly as the icy chill ruthlessly pillaged his body from within.
His complexion paled, and his vision grew fuzzy. There seemed to be something inside his body that was sucked out it and assimilated into the patterned tortoise shell.
The bright light didn’t begin to dissipate until this instance. The wooden sword appeared in the wok significantly sharper than before; simply looking at the wooden sword made the eyes feel sharply pained.
Although this sword appeared gaudy and tattered, the wood grain inside of it had already changed. If the paint was wiped off, it was possible to see the light given off by this grain. The sword had undergone a thorough, fundamental transformation.
At almost the same time as the wooden sword’s appearance, a rumble of thunder resounded on the southern bank of the Spirit Creek Sect, shocking countless Spirit Creek Sect cultivators. Fortunately, this thunder left just as fast as it came.
As the thunder resounded, a second silver line appeared on the wooden sword’s blade. It flickered a few times before disappearing under the motley of paint.
Bai Xiaochun was unable to inspect the sword. His expression darkened, and he retreated a few steps. His body, near the point of collapse, required a significant amount of time to recover. Recalling that feeling he just experienced, traces of fear reemerged.
“What did it extract from my body…” His nervous gaze landed on the copper mirror on the wall, subconsciously glancing at his appearance. He rubbed his eyes and carefully examined himself. He gradually became dumbstruck like a wooden chicken.
His mirror reflection had several strands of white hair on his head. Although his appearance was unchanged beyond this, he still felt as if he had aged a year.
“Longevity!!” Bai Xiaochun muttered soullessly.
“The thing that I lost just now was my longevity, I… I…” He wanted to cry but couldn’t find the tears. His purpose in cultivating was for a long life and before he could even obtain the long life, he lost one year of his longevity. This was a huge blow to him.
“I lost it……I didn’t think that I, Bai Xiaochun, who depended on that half of a lifetime, would unexpectedly lose such an excessive length of longevity……” He sat down there with a stupid expression, forcing a bitter laugh. After a period of tranquility, he raised his head to look towards the tortoise-patterned wok. His two eyes, however, slowly exposed a strange intention. He faintly realized after apparently having his life shortened, he and that patterned tortoise wok possessed some kind of existential connection. It was as if he could control the wok.
His heart stirred. He lifted his right hand and pointed it at the wok.
Immediately the tortoise-patterned wok flashed with a black light, actually shrinking instantly, and headed straight towards Bai Xiaochun. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the middle of his fingertips. Bai Xiaochun stared blankly. Suddenly, he stood up and backed away a few steps, lowering his head to look at his own fingers before once again staring at the empty fire stove.
“This……this……” His right hand once again pointed at the floor, and in a glint of black light accompanied by a peng sound, the wok reappeared.
Bai Xiaochun continuously attempted this many times. Whether his expression was elated or gloomy, it was indeterminable. It was joyous, yet it was also melancholy. In the end, he exhaled a sigh all the same.
“Even though I can store it in my body now, the price is one year of my longevity. No matter how I think about it, it’s still a loss.”
In the afternoon of the next day, Bai Xiaochun was pondering over how he could regain the longevity that had been sucked away when he suddenly sensed something. Raising his head, he sensed seven or eight figures speeding over towards him.
When Bai Xiaochun was in the first layer of Qi Condensation he could not sense it, but as he was now at the third layer of Qi Condensation, he was able to immediately sense those seven or eight figures. This group of people was led by Xu Baocai.
At the same time, Xu Baocai’s voice, carrying resentment, could suddenly be heard.
“Bai Xiaochun, you have seniors to guard you. I, Xu Baocai, also have them. Today you and I will settle the grudges between us with this fight.”
My wife brought my daughter out on a trip……and left me alone at home. It’s like this every year……I feel I’m very pitiful and miserable. I beseech recommendation tickets as comfort, I beseech favorites as comfort~~
I’ll continue to write later. Let’s make an appointment for 12 o’clock tonight!