Chapter 154: Chapter 153: Guest Elder Jiang, Please Lend Your Aid

Jiang Ming’s gaze fell upon these two items, his eyes somewhat fiery.

As for the Foundation Establishment Pill, needless to say, in the Cultivation Realm, it is something every Qi Refining Cultivator would strive their best to obtain.

Even if it meant turning against one’s own kin or spouse.

The Foundation Establishment Pill represents the future for a Qi Refining Cultivator.

Whereas the Hidden Demon Fire is one of the Spiritual Fires.

Spiritual Fire is a significant opportunity for any cultivator of Fire Techniques or Alchemists.

And different Spiritual Fires have different characteristics.

The Nine Fronts Spiritual Fire is gentler and possesses a splitting characteristic, aligning well with the Nine Dragon Fire Technique, and its splitting trait is more suitable for Alchemists to perform delicate operations.

The characteristics of the Hidden Demon Fire are concealment, coldness, and destruction.

“But unfortunately, my cultivation is still too low…”

Jiang Ming sighed.

He sensed his cultivation level.

Jiang Ming was currently still a cultivator at the Qi Refining Fifth Layer.

Originally, Jiang Ming felt his cultivation was decent but after following Ouyang Yun to witness the disputes and battles between those great cultivators who roamed heaven and earth and controlled wind and rain,

A Qi Refining Fifth Layer cultivation was still too weak.

“Ten thousand Simulation Points… still far from enough…”

“Exchange for Four Spirit Roots.”

A clear Qi surged into Jiang Ming’s body.

Jiang Ming could feel his ability to sense surrounding Water Attribute Spiritual Qi weakening, yet simultaneously, his ability to sense the other four types of Spiritual Qi had strengthened, and with the removal of one type of Qi constraint, Jiang Ming clearly felt his affinity with Spiritual Qi increasing noticeably.

Spiritual Qi also became easier to absorb.

Though Four Spirit Roots still do not count for much in the Cultivation Realm, compared to Five Spirit Roots, they are considerably better.

The Spiritual Qi Storm gradually dissipated.

Jiang Ming exhaled a murky breath, furrowing his brows.

“Couldn’t afford the Pure Yang Body… too few Simulation Points.”

Disregarding the Furnace Body Physique of the Pure Yang Body, the Pure Yang Body is said to be an all-around supportive physique.

“Forget it.”

Jiang Ming sat cross-legged, exchanging Simulation Points for pieces of Spirit Stone and bottles of pills, beginning his cultivation.

The Cyan Cloud Sect’s Spirit Gathering Array continuously gathered Spiritual Qi around Jiang Ming.

Pieces of Spirit Stone crumbled, maintaining a high concentration of Spiritual Qi around Jiang Ming.

Pills were swallowed, True Essence infiltrated the pills, slowly refining them.

The newly born True Essence in Jiang Ming’s meridians and Dantian gradually increased, slowly improving Jiang Ming’s cultivation.

With adequate resource provision, Jiang Ming could feel himself growing stronger bit by bit.

This feeling of becoming stronger was quite enticing.

True Essence simultaneously washed over Divine Sense and the body, driving Essence and Spirit forward together…

In the Cultivation Space, there was no alternation between day and night.

If Jiang Ming had a cultivation technique requiring nighttime cultivation, the Cultivation Space could naturally transform into a nighttime scene.

No disturbances from worldly matters, no fatigue.

Abundant resources, even sufficient enemies for Jiang Ming to practice against.

Jiang Ming did not know how long had passed, he simply felt himself cycling through three lines.

Cultivation, comprehending Magic, real combat, cultivation…

A cyclic triangle…

Sitting cross-legged in his Cave Mansion cultivating…

Sparring with fellow disciples of the Cyan Cloud Sect in the Martial Arts Arena…

Sitting atop a high mountain, perceiving heaven and earth, cultivating Magic…

Heading to the spiritual light points representing the three sects’ cultivation sacred sites for special training…

………

“Boom————”

Jiang Ming sat cross-legged in the Cave Mansion, having just swallowed a Third-grade Breaking Realm Pill.

He was stuck at the bottleneck from Qi Refining Seventh Layer to Eighth Layer, a bottleneck Jiang Ming rarely encountered.

However, as the medicinal power of the Breaking Realm Pill was refined, a force suddenly pushed Jiang Ming’s cultivation to explode, breaking through the bottleneck in one go.

[Simulation Points Remaining: 16]

Jiang Ming stood at the cliffside, at this moment wearing blue robes, with bright sparkle in his eyes.

He looked at the Spiritual Light Points flickering around him.

Those are the cultivation sacred sites of several major sects from his second-life simulation, Extreme Ice Wall, Flowing Cloud Sea, Fire Buddha Forest, Jiang Ming had already incorporated them into his daily cultivation.

Besides these, the One-dawn Spirit Spring had also been refined by Jiang Ming.

Although the effect was not as potent as when Zhu Chen refined it, it achieved thirty percent efficiency.

Jiang Ming could feel the True Essence within him as like an ever-flowing river, endlessly abundant and solid.

True Essence surged into his limbs, Jiang Ming could feel his strength.

But…

That was it.

Having witnessed actual Land Immortals, Jiang Ming would no longer feel tempered with gratification by his current progress.

Moreover…

“Fifteen years…”

From cultivating from Qi Refining Fifth Layer to Qi Refining Eighth Layer, Jiang Ming spent fifteen years.

Jiang Ming felt the faint vitality within him, although he couldn’t estimate his life span precisely.

It was evident that the time spent in the Cultivation Space was not groundlessly consumed, Jiang Ming’s outward appearance still as a young nobleman, but his real age had surpassed forty…

Jiang Ming tidied up his clothes.

His storage bag hidden beneath his broad blue robes.

The sharp and transcendental aura on Jiang Ming’s body gradually dissipated, becoming plain and simple.

“Back… to Great Lii.”

The time spent in the Cultivation Space and simulation interface seemed merely an illusion.

“Guest Elder Jiang… Guest Elder Jiang…”

A figure knocked on the door.

Jiang Ming opened the door, seeing a somewhat weary noblewoman standing at the doorstep, accompanied by two maids and two servants, all with heads bowed, and dared not speak much.

“Oh? Lady Tangg?”

Jiang Ming cupped his hands in greeting.

“All of you may go.” Lady Tangg waved off the servants, walking into Jiang Ming’s room, closing the door.

Lady Tangg’s face appeared weary, her eyes lowered, her body relaxed as she unexpectedly knelt to the ground.

“I implore Guest Elder Jiang to take action, save my child…”

“I… am willing to repay Guest Elder Jiang with anything…”

“Madam, please rise quickly.” Jiang Ming promptly helped Lady Tangg up.

Though he held equal status to the Xun Family’s Honored Guest Elder, if such matters spread, Jiang Ming would not be able to happily enjoy the benefits in the Xun Family.

“What matter is it, Madam can speak slowly.”

Jiang Ming’s words seemed to carry a special magic.

Lady Tangg’s mood suddenly calmed down.

“I apologize for my impoliteness, but I truly am helpless.”

Previously, Hongyi, the maid, informed Jiang Ming that Lady Tangg wished to see him, but did not expect Lady Tangg to be in such a hurry.

“The Xun Family… and the Longevity Temple, they wish my child dead…”

Jiang Ming’s eyes flickered with a trace of peculiarity.

Longevity Temple?

Jiang Ming looked at Lady Tangg, with faint spectral light flickering in his eyes.

“Please, do speak specifically about what happened, Madam.”

Jiang Ming looked at Lady Tangg, spectral light flickered in his eyes.

This minor magic would suffice to prevent her from uttering a single lie.

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