Immortals of the End Times

Chapter 116: Touching the Heavenly Chamber, Inducing the Sixth Level of Qi
"open!"

As the incantation was cast, a shimmering light, like ripples on water, appeared at the opening of the storage bag, and a hazy light screen unfolded before Zhao Wuji's eyes.

He stared intently and saw that the bag contained a separate space about ten feet square, with pale silver runes flowing across the walls and a floor that resembled jade but was not. It was probably the extinct Void Stone, with faint clouds of mist rising from it.

"Wow"

Xiao Yue stood timidly about ten feet away, tiptoeing and peering out with great curiosity in her eyes. "It seems to be even bigger than the adults' alchemy cauldrons!"

Zhao Wuji's expression turned somewhat awkward upon hearing this.

What's so big about being bigger than a pill cauldron?

This bag looks to be only about ten feet in diameter, probably the lowest grade of ancient storage bags. It doesn't have much storage space, and it would be difficult to fit even a few corpses in it.

He reached inside and felt a strange sensation on his fingertips.

It felt like passing through warm water, or touching some kind of flexible barrier.

“Storage!”

With a slight thought, Zhao Wuji's needle pouch transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into the bag, hovering quietly in the center of the space.

What's even more amazing is that when he focuses intently on something, he can clearly perceive the location of every item in the bag.

He then put more items into the storage bag.

The Frostfire Sword, several bottles of pills, and a few sets of clothes.
Simply by holding the storage bag and concentrating one's mind, all the objects appear and disappear in one's consciousness like stars.

"Look, sir! These things are moving!"

Xiaoyue suddenly pointed to the corner of the bag and exclaimed in surprise.

Zhao Wuji smiled and said, "These things are in the storage bag, and I can move them around and organize them according to my wishes."

Unfortunately, the storage space is still a bit small.

"Open the sealed pouch, take it in!"

"Na"

"Na!"

As the incantation was repeatedly chanted, a spiritual light flowed from the opening of the storage bag.

Zhao Wuji was suddenly jolted. The Yang Pearl in his sea of ​​consciousness, which had been dormant for a long time, began to tremble slightly. The tadpole-like patterns on its surface shone with silver light, as if responding to something.

"Finally, the Heavenly Pot Technique has been activated?"

Zhao Wuji felt both excited and surprised, but also regretful.

The secret of the Heavenly Pot Technique lies not in the Yin Pearl but in the Yang Pearl. Ultimately, he must first resolve the issues of Yang Qi and Yang Marrow before he can acquire this technique.

However, he was not upset about this, because judging from the way the storage bag seemed to have triggered the tadpole civilization's uncertain fate, even if he could comprehend it now, he probably wouldn't be able to fully decipher the technique and would need to further explore related matters.

"This gave me time to accumulate Yang Pearls."

In the blink of an eye, he had already put the Purple Cloud Cauldron, Dragon Tiger Pill, and other items into his bag.

The most amazing thing was the gourd 'Drunken Immortal' – suspended in the center of the space, it seemed to be supported by an invisible force, and no matter how he threw the storage bag, the contents inside did not move at all.

"If it is a survivable creature."

Thinking of his future plans to cultivate medicinal Gu, Zhao Wuji couldn't help but shake his head.

In this degenerate age, even ordinary storage bags are a rare sight, let alone the legendary beast-taming bag.

"Perhaps the Myriad Beasts Cave might have it."

Zhao Wuji shook his head and chuckled. Even if the beast-taming bag truly existed, it would probably be a rare treasure of the cave.

However, now that we have touched upon the mysteries of the Pot Heaven Technique, there will be a solution in the future.

He tilted his head back and drank the last mouthful of wine from the gourd, the liquid turning into a warm current as it entered his throat.

Now all he has left is this pot of Drunken Immortal and a pound and a half of Golden Goblet Treasure Wine.

The former, when combined with a sobering stone, has only half the effect of the latter.

Roughly speaking, the Golden Radiance Spiritual Ability state can only be maintained for a maximum of two months.

"We need to go to the ancient Yelang Kingdom as soon as possible."

The sobering stone in his hand gleamed faintly. Zhao Wuji put it in his mouth and sat cross-legged in the cultivation room to cultivate.

"Now that I have mastered the art of array formation, I may be able to try to break the Dionysus Array."

If one could obtain the aged wine from the burial site, not only would one's cultivation be worry-free, but perhaps...

Thinking of this, he circulated his energy throughout his body. With the dual blessing of the spiritual wine and the green dew, his true energy surged like a river.

At this rate, the time to break through to the sixth level of Qi Refining can be shortened by at least two months.

The next two months passed in the blink of an eye, but the war on the border between Xuan and Qian intensified.

Yunfeng and Linlang cultivators fought fiercely at the border. Yanling Cave Heaven sent people to launch sneak attacks from time to time, while Wushang Cave Heaven seized the opportunity to counterattack. They launched several effective counterattacks against Yunfeng and Yanling Cave Heaven, with each side suffering victories, defeats, and casualties.

Amidst this chaos, a name resounded like thunder throughout the various grotto-heavens—"Zhao Wuji of the Linlang Grotto-Heaven!"
As a newly recruited disciple, he transformed sword energy into a rainbow and manipulated the sword token to assist in slaying Elder Yunfeng, who was at the eighth level. This achievement was as bright as the sun in the sky, making the merits of other disciples pale in comparison.

Yunfeng Cave Heaven even placed Zhao Wuji's name in the top three of the kill list, which is the first time in a hundred years that a disciple has entered the top three.

The Yunfeng cultivators were all eager to kill Zhao Wuji.

"I heard that Senior Brother Zhao is preparing to refine the Dragon-Tiger Pill again, in preparation for breaking through to the next realm?"

"No, it's just that some senior brothers from Ziyun Palace wanted to observe Senior Brother Zhao refining pills, so they spontaneously gathered the medicinal materials, but Senior Brother Zhao politely declined."

"Shh, I heard that Yunfeng has sent three late-stage Qi Refining cultivators to specifically keep an eye on Senior Brother Zhao."

"No way? That's ridiculous?"

Within the Linglang Cave, Zhao Wuji had become a hot topic of discussion among many disciples, with various rumors and discussions surrounding him constantly circulating.

Zhao Wuji had no choice but to postpone his plan to go out and find wine, lest he be hunted down and eliminated by some of Yun Feng's late-stage Qi Refining cultivators.

Living a secluded life, the Drunken Immortal uses a sobering stone to cultivate, and in his spare time he studies alchemy, cultivates medicinal worms, and refines his sword formation.

This seclusion and arduous cultivation actually led to a rapid advancement in his cultivation level.

That night, the moonlight was as clear as water.

As Zhao Wuji consumed another drop of Green Dew, a refreshing, ethereal power, like an icy thread, flowed straight down to his dantian.

It was rapidly refined by the ingestion technique.

The elixir trembled violently, and fine, frost-like patterns appeared on its surface.

"Click, click—"

As the illusory core within the body spun, it seemed as if glass were shattering. The spiritual power transformed from the azure dew was like countless golden fragments, flowing like meteors into the eight extraordinary meridians. The illusory core, like a hungry beast opening its mouth, swallowed the vast spiritual energy.

Boom— A powerful spiritual force erupted from Zhao Wuji's body, causing his robes to billow without wind, and tiny sparks of electricity to dance among his hair. The protective arrays on the four walls of the cultivation room were also activated and made visible.

As the last ray of moonlight was drawn away, Zhao Wuji suddenly opened his eyes.

Deep within his pupils, a blue flame seemed to flicker, and the white breath he exhaled shot out like a sword three feet away, carving fine holes in the stone wall and condensing into frost.

With the sixth level of Qi cultivation, success will come naturally!
The Frost Soul Flying Sword in his storage bag suddenly leaped out on its own and circled around him joyfully.

"Cold Soul."

Zhao Wuji chuckled as he gripped his sword. With their minds in sync, he felt that the connection between the spiritual energy of heaven and earth after his breakthrough was much clearer than before.

In the Linglang Cave Heaven, a Qi Refining Stage Six is ​​already considered a master in the area.

Many deacons never reach this level in their entire lives.

If a young disciple reaches this level of cultivation, it is only a matter of time before he dons a purple robe and takes charge of a hall or peak. Not only will he have great power, but he will also enjoy abundant resources.

Unfortunately, Zhao Wuji cannot fully reveal his cultivation level at the moment.

He continued to consolidate his practice until the first light of dawn, at which point he slowly came to an end.

The surging spiritual energy within his body receded like a tide, completely absorbed by the Yin-Yang Pearl.

Once his breathing stabilized, what was revealed was still his cultivation level of "Qi Induction Level 4".

On the surface, he had only broken through to the fourth level of Qi Refining two months ago with the help of the Vermilion Fruit.

It would be best to wait another two or three months before using the excuse of breaking through by consuming the Green Dew to reveal the strength of the fifth level of Qi Refining.

This way, it won't be too shocking, and it can maintain the impression of "extraordinary talent".

Even so, this level of progress is beyond the reach of other golden-light aptitude peers. It can be said that with golden-light spiritual talent, relying on pills and life-and-death breakthroughs, he has reached a level comparable to or even surpassed purple-light spiritual talent.

"Now that my cultivation has broken through, I can also look for an opportunity to go out and get some wine. If the battle outside isn't too intense yet."

As Zhao Wuji pondered, he got up and walked out of the cave. He heard Xiao Yue's even snoring from inside the bedroom, and a helpless smile appeared on his lips.

This girl's tendency to doze off whenever she cultivates is exactly like that of the students in the classrooms of her previous life.

He sighed inwardly and let it be.

Cultivation is a pursuit that combines talent and personal preference.

Xiao Yue is not particularly talented and does not enjoy cultivation, so it will be difficult for her to achieve the Great Dao in the future.

Fortunately, he is still young, only sixteen years old. If he can cultivate to the middle stage of Qi Refining, he can accompany me for a hundred years in the future. It is better than leaving him in the mortal world, worrying about him all day long, and being depressed.

Zhao Wuji walked out of the cave and into the courtyard. He made a hand seal and pointed, and a flash of inspiration appeared. Ripples appeared in the void before him.

A dark space shrouded by an array slowly unfolded; this was his meticulously prepared breeding ground for Gu poison.

The ten-directional array plate and the eight black flags form a self-circulating cycle, outlining a solemn barrier in the void.

Now, the Magic Artifact Hall has already crafted ten array plates for him, which, together with eight array flags, can easily form an array that cycles on its own. Under normal circumstances, it only requires eight source crystals every ten years.

"Om-"

A dark blue storm suddenly rose from the Xuan Tie Pool, and thousands of spirit-eating insects with menacing fangs transformed into a man-eating hurricane that swept towards them.

After two months of fighting, these ferocious creatures had long lost their initial docility, and each one was stained with the blood of its own kind.

Zhao Wuji neither dodged nor evaded, but a faint blue light flashed as he made a hand seal in his sleeve.

The ferocious insects that had pounced within three feet suddenly froze, then retreated in fear as if they had seen their natural enemy.

"Duh!"

Zhao Wuji made a hand seal and gave a low shout, and the swarm of dark blue insects immediately responded as if obeying an imperial edict.

Between those ferocious fangs, crystalline spiritual threads slowly seeped out, weaving into a net of spiritual energy in the morning light, enveloping his entire body.

"It really works."

He picked up a strand of spiritual thread, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

Although these spirit-eating insects did not perform as well as they did in the mine, they were able to be recycled. At this moment, the concentration of spiritual energy around them increased by 50%, and even their breathing became a bit easier.

just
The swarm of insects suddenly stirred, clearly having reached its limit.

Helpless, Zhao Wuji withdrew the spell and smiled bitterly as he looked at the listless swarm of insects.

"Unfortunately, the environment is ultimately not as good as that within the spirit mine."

Cultivating these spirit insects is also a huge expense, essentially creating many more small openings for absorbing spiritual energy. Recently, the stewards of the Spirit Monitoring Hall came to check on me again, forcing me to spend ages explaining things to the Peak Master.”

Zhao Wuji shook his head slightly, and with a flick of his sleeve, dispersed the spiritual insects around him.

He looked up toward the Frost Palace, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes.

The peak master's cold poison has flared up again.

He had just received acupuncture a few days ago.

According to the peak master, if the problem of the cold poison is not resolved, it will be very difficult to break through to the Concentration stage without obtaining the Concentration Pill.

"The Concentration Pill is a rare treasure; there's only one in the entire cave, and it's in the hands of the cave master."

Zhao Wuji's eyes were deep and unfathomable.

He sensed that the cave master wouldn't easily produce the Mind-Concentrating Pill.

So many years have passed, and no second person at the Concentration Realm has emerged in the cave.

Hua Lengyun, the former peak master's father, was a potential candidate, but he died eleven years ago while exploring the Tiannan Secret Realm.

"If I can cure the peak master's cold poison, perhaps I can help her break through to the Nascent Soul stage."

The thought flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes.

At that time, taking advantage of the peak master's focused cultivation, it may be possible to plot against the Yang marrow in the Xuan Kingdom's dragon vein.

However, this matter requires careful consideration. If the cave master discovers it, there is a risk of backlash and suppression.

"Whoosh!"

He made a hand seal and used his flight technique to leave, flying down from Cold Moon Peak.

Before heading to the ancient Yelang Kingdom to retrieve the wine, it is necessary to inquire about the recent situation.

We must first go to the Lonely Cloud Sword Cave to find out what's going on.

If the sword intent of the past peak masters in that sword cave can help him quickly accumulate sword proficiency, break through to a minor level or even higher, and master sword energy thunder sound.

Only now, after leaving the mountain, can one truly find peace.

His figure flew down into the market, and immediately many of his fellow disciples stopped and bowed, calling out "Senior Brother Zhao".

Zhao Wuji returned the greetings with smiles, his gaze falling on the notice board opposite him. When he saw the reward offered by Yunfeng Cave Heaven for his reward, his eyes widened in surprise.
(End of this chapter)