Cultivating immortality through titles, without bottlenecks.

"A method to conceal one's aura and hide one's cultivation level?"

Wei Zhong picked it up and studied it carefully. After a while, he stood in the room, his magical power circulating in a strange loop.

In this state, Wei Zhong's aura was completely concealed, and even the fluctuations of spiritual energy were completely hidden.

"It does have some unique features. Maintaining this state consumes very little mana, almost negligible. At the same time, to outsiders, my cultivation level is almost imperceptible."

"Furthermore, this breath-concentration technique can be controlled freely."

Wei Zhong slightly adjusted the route of his magical power, revealing that he had reached the first level of Qi Refining cultivation.

After another transformation, it reached the second level of Qi Refining.

"Feng Yixing isn't doing so well in the Wei family, but he does have some good stuff!"

Wei Zhong generously accepted it, and at the same time stuffed all the magic sword and spirit stones into his storage bag.

Cultivation, alchemy

The days of spiritual practice with a powerful background are always so boring.

Seeing that everyone in the alliance, whether they were registered disciples, inner disciples, or personal disciples, was driven by sect missions, Wei Zhong felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

All of this was a privilege granted by Yang Jingting, the current leader of the Qingya Sect and Master Wei Zhong.

According to what the other party said:

"We alchemists are good at logistics; let others handle the life-and-death battles."

Of course, Wei Zhong wasn't the only one with this privilege; his junior brother, Ning Zhiyuan, who was also cultivating in the courtyard, also had it.

Wei Zhong extinguished the alchemy furnace and sat on the threshold, watching Yang Jingting instruct Ning Zhiyuan in his cultivation techniques.

"Not bad, not bad. You have mastered the four basic techniques of our sect. Once you reach the mid-stage of Qi Refining, you can start practicing advanced techniques."

Wei Zhong counted on his fingers and calculated that Ning Zhiyuan had been practicing Iron Armor Technique and other arts for a full six months.

"Have you mastered the four basic spells in six months...?"

Wei Zhong estimated that it had only taken him a few days.

"As expected, the title grants immense advantages to cultivation; the only limitation for me is my aptitude."

"Spiritual root aptitude cannot be changed, but according to my master, there are several kinds of pills that can widen the meridians and increase the efficiency of spiritual energy absorption."

"However, they are quite expensive and rare; I've only ever seen them at auctions held by the Biluo Sect."

Wei Zhong couldn't help but sigh, and overheard Ning Zhiyuan say something:

"Master, when will I be able to break through to the fourth level of Qi Refining?"

Ning Zhiyuan's question brought Wei Zhong back to reality. He also wanted to know how long his junior brother's top-grade spiritual root aptitude could hold him back at this level.

And how significant is the advantage of one's [Wallbreaker] ability?

Yang Jingting remained expressionless and said:

"Zhiyuan, how long have you been at the third level of Qi Refining, and what is your current level of perfection?"

"Reporting to Master, it has been nine months since I entered the third level of Qi Refining, and six months since I reached perfection."

Wei Zhong's heart skipped a beat. The other party had actually completed the entire third stage of Qi Refining in just three months.

In this short time, Wei Zhonglian hasn't even completed the first level of Qi cultivation.

Yang Jingting raised his head:

"Not bad, my disciple, your cultivation speed is very fast, but..."

"No matter how fast you go, this bottleneck in your cultivation level is not something you can easily break through."

"Although I am not a top-grade spiritual root, but only a middle-grade one, I have been stuck at the third level of Qi Refining for three years."

"Your talent far surpasses that of your master, and you have not taken any pills in your cultivation, so there is no toxicity associated with them. Perhaps you can break through the bottleneck in just one year."

Wei Zhong was taken aback. As far as Ning Zhiyuan was concerned, he had only been practicing for a year, yet he was already stuck at the bottleneck for a year?

Upon hearing this, Wei Zhong couldn't help but speak up:

"Master, with my aptitude, I wonder how long I'll be stuck in this realm?"

The other person turned around and glared at Wei Zhong:

"You're covered in that lingering medicinal smell; you'll be stuck like this for at least ten years."

"Five years to neutralize the poison, five years to hone your magical power, ten years is an understatement."

Wei Zhong was stunned for a moment:

"So long?"

"Which senior sisters and brothers...?"

"The time taken varies from two to eight years. The one who took the shortest time was your senior brother, who broke through this barrier and entered the fourth level of Qi Refining in just two years."

"The longest was your second senior brother, who took a full eight years, all because of the elixir poisoning..."

"As for you, Sixth Brother, if you still want to break through to the next realm, you should stop taking the pills..."

Yang Jingting offered a scathing lecture, but Wei Zhong dodged the question:

"If things really don't work out for me then, I'll buy a Breakthrough Pill and try..."

Instead of forcing Wei Zhong to stop taking pills, it would be better to kill him.

Without the elixir, when will he ever reach the perfect level of Qi Refining at the third stage?

Besides, we've already taken so many medicines and elixirs; if we stop now, wouldn't it be a waste of time?

"For me, there's almost no bottleneck. Even if I break through, I'll have to conceal it and delay it for a few years..."

"Do we need another three months?" Ning Zhiyuan frowned, seemingly troubled.

……

March has passed.

Wei Zhong struck the alchemy furnace, and a milky-white pill flew out and landed in his palm, spinning leisurely.

As he handed over the pills, Wei Zhong smiled and asked:

"Master, how is my Qi-Nourishing Pill?"

Yang Jingting took it and glanced at it briefly:

"The pill is milky white with a smooth and rounded appearance. The toxicity should be less than 30%, making it a genuine product."

Upon closer examination of the powder, it was indeed 30% erysipelas, not a bit more.

"Excellent, excellent! Sixth Brother, your talent for alchemy far surpasses that of your master!"

Yang Jingting no longer had the pretentious air he used to have; Wei Zhong had truly shocked him too much these past few days.

Fasting Pill, Heart-Clearing Pill, Blood-Activating Pill, Vitality-Nourishing Pill...

The four types of elixirs have progressively increasing difficulty in refining, but Wei Zhong gradually overcame them.

Having mastered all of them, you can now begin practicing the Qi-Nourishing Elixir.

With Wei Zhong at the forefront of alchemy and Ning Zhiyuan at the forefront of cultivation, Yang Jingting, the leader of the Qingya Sect, seems to feel that his days are becoming more and more promising.

In a state of high spirits, he even felt as if the eighth level of Qi Refining was beckoning to him.

"From this day forward, I will teach you the Qi-Nourishing Pill..."

Wei Zhong straightened his expression slightly, sat cross-legged, and heard Yang Jingting's teachings echo in his ears:

"We cultivators consume spiritual energy and integrate it into ourselves, but our spiritual energy is thin and not refined."

"So-called elixirs are the essence of heaven and earth, concentrated in the elixir body."

"The Qi-Nourishing Pill focuses on nourishment, storing Qi within..."

Teaching, starting the furnace, flames rising, Wei Zhong watched as the spiritual medicine in Yang Jingting's hand flew up, floating in the air and being picked apart by an invisible hand.

This is the first step in alchemy – processing.

As the medicinal herbs were placed in the furnace, the spiritual fire rose, and the herbs withered, gradually turning into clumps of spiritual liquid of various colors.

This is the second part of alchemy – refining liquid.

Then the medicinal liquids mixed, the water evaporated, and a clump of blue medicine was formed.

Yang Jingting made a hand seal, and two streaks of azure light vanished in the blink of an eye. The azure medicinal ball had split into three parts, each rolling and transforming into a round azure elixir.

With a wave of his hand, three pills fell into Yang Jingting's palm.

"With two parts erysipelas, it is a superior Qi-nourishing pill."

Wei Zhong watched this move with burning passion in his eyes.

Yang Jingting was quite satisfied with Wei Zhong's reaction and stroked his beard with one hand.

"Disciple, did you understand just now?"