Cultivation Starts from Farming Chapter 1065 - 451: Ten-Thousand-Year Spiritual Liquid; Lifespan and Mana Surge (3)

At the same time.

Within the underground cave abode, and even in the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi above the entire Blood Bone Island, all of it was madly swarming toward the direction of the secret chamber where Xu Ping was.

The Spiritual Qi was dense to the extreme.

In just a short moment, right above Xu Ping’s head, there formed a gigantic vortex, over ten zhang in diameter, completely composed of liquid Spiritual Qi, visible to the naked eye.

The vortex slowly rotated, forcibly pouring the boundless pure Spiritual Qi into Xu Ping’s body, assisting him in refining the majestic medicinal power of that Ten-thousand-year Spiritual Liquid.

...

Time sped by in the midst of this extreme cultivation.

Half a year later

The secret chamber, which had originally been like an ocean of Spiritual Qi, filled with violent energy fluctuations, finally began to gradually calm down.

That enormous vortex of liquid Spiritual Qi slowly dissipated, and the last wisp of pure Spiritual Qi was also drawn into Xu Ping’s body like a giant whale sucking in water.

The rampaging flood of Spiritual Power had been completely subdued, turning into a part of his own cultivation.

The secret chamber returned to silence; only the aura radiating from Xu Ping’s body—far deeper and vaster than half a year ago—proved what an astonishing transformation had taken place here.

At last, Xu Ping’s eyes, which had been tightly shut for half a year, slowly opened.

At the instant his eyes opened, it seemed as if two gentle, mellow azure-golden rays flashed deep within his pupils; within that light was contained endless vitality, satisfaction, and a faint trace of majesty belonging to the Dragon Race.

"The effect of this Ten-thousand-year Spiritual Liquid is truly extraordinary."

Feeling the surging, ceaseless Mana in his body, far surpassing what it had been before, as well as the incredibly full sensation coming from the source of his life, a trace of wild joy surfaced on Xu Ping’s face.

With a thought, the proficiency panel naturally appeared within his Divine Sense:

[Lifespan: 618 / 5632 years]

[Realm: Late-Stage Nascent Soul: 78 / 100]

"..."

Looking at the clear numbers on the panel, Xu Ping was first slightly stunned, then the corners of his mouth could not help but curve into an increasingly brilliant arc, finally turning into an unrestrained smile.

"My lifespan has skyrocketed by 554 years, and my cultivation has increased by a full 15 points."

This harvest far exceeded his initial expectations.

Especially the improvement in cultivation.

Upon reaching Late-Stage Nascent Soul, every bit of progress required a long time and painstaking grinding.

This Ten-thousand-year Spiritual Liquid actually allowed him to raise 15 points in one go, saving him at least more than thirty years of bitter cultivation.

And his realm was only 21 proficiency points away from reaching Nascent Soul Perfection.

At his current cultivation speed, that would probably take another forty to fifty years.

"The True Dragon Hall’s gift of thanks is truly incomparably precious!" Xu Ping sighed once more; this favor, he had firmly remembered.

Suppressing the surging joy in his heart, Xu Ping began to more meticulously probe the changes in his body in other aspects.

First was his physique.

He lightly clenched his fists; his muscles and bones rang together, emitting a low yet force-filled hum. Beneath his skin, a thread of golden blood flowed.

"My physique has actually improved slightly as well."

A trace of surprise flashed through Xu Ping’s eyes.

His fleshly body had long since reached Fourth Rank Upper Grade; this was a height that many Nascent Soul Cultivators who specialized in Body Refining would be hard-pressed to reach even in their entire lives. Every bit of progress was as difficult as climbing to the heavens.

For this Ten-thousand-year Spiritual Liquid to still be able to push him further on such a lofty foundation—no matter that it was only a "slight" bit—the medicinal power it contained and the miraculous effects of that wisp of Dragon Yuan Power were enough to astonish anyone.

Next, he turned his attention toward the changes in his own Mana.

His Nascent Soul held the Canghua Divine Wood Sword in its arms, Mana around it flowing slowly like a vast star river.

But compared to before taking the Spiritual Liquid, this star river of Mana seemed to have become heavier and more condensed; the energy essence contained in every strand of Mana had been significantly enhanced.

"The quality of my Mana... has improved as well."

After carefully discerning, Xu Ping arrived at a definite conclusion.

"Right now the purity and density of my Mana have practically already surpassed the scope of an ordinary Nascent Soul Perfect Cultivator, reaching an even higher level."

Of course, he was also clearly aware that he was still far from true Divinity Transformation Magical Power.

That was a difference in essence, not something that could be compared with simple quantitative or purity improvements.

But in any case, this time taking the Ten-thousand-year Spiritual Liquid had undoubtedly brought an all-around enhancement: lifespan, total cultivation, physical strength, and Mana quality.

"If it were ordinary Ten-thousand-year Spiritual Liquid, it would likely be impossible to have such miraculous effects, but with that wisp of pure Dragon Yuan Power contained within, it’s a completely different story."

The fundamental power of Dragon Yuan Power had indescribably marvelous effects in nourishing all things and elevating their essence.

After probing all the positive changes within his body, Xu Ping once again closed his eyes, circulated his Profound Skill, and began refining the Spiritual Liquid essence still remaining within him, fused deep into his limbs and bones, striving not to waste even the slightest bit.

...

At the same time, within the very core forbidden grounds of the Star Palace Far Away.

A gigantic star pool was located at the center of the forbidden ground, but the water in the pool was no longer clear or dotted with starlight; it had turned into a viscous, churning expanse of blood-red.

The pool water bubbled and gurgled, as if some life form was squirming within, exuding a nauseating stench of blood and a chaotic, degenerate demonic energy.

Above the star pool.

A short figure was firmly bound in midair by countless chains formed from interwoven starlight and demonic patterns; it was precisely the Celestial Torture Child.

At this moment, the Celestial Torture Child’s face was twisted and ferocious to the extreme.

Demonic Qi surged wildly around his body as he tried to struggle, but those chains of starlight and demonic patterns were indestructible, and there was an enormous force continuously extracting the ancient demon bloodline origin and Nascent Soul essence from within him.

Threads of dark-purple bloodline power and gray-white Nascent Soul essence were forcibly drawn out as if by an invisible hand.

They turned into two thin streams that continuously poured into the blood-red star pool below, making the color of the pool water grow ever deeper and the Demonic Qi ever denser.

And at the two core Array Hub points of the star pool, the Star King and the Moon God were seated cross-legged.

Their expressions were solemn; the starlight and moon radiance around their bodies were no longer pure. Instead, they faintly produced some strange resonance with the Demonic Qi of the star pool below.