Cultivation Starts from Farming Chapter 920 - 404: The Star Palace Saints’ Scheme; Refining Nirvana Blood_2
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These fluids constitute the ultimate treasure—Star Essence Liquid—gathered by the Star Palace across endless epochs, merging countless priceless innate substances.
Right now, inside the stellar pool, a man and a woman face one another, their forms partially submerged in the boundless ocean of Star Essence Liquid.
They happen to be the rulers of the Star Palace, Star King and Moon God, both Divinity Transformation Cultivators from the Wind Origin Realm.
Their presences stretch endlessly like misty oceans, impossible to fathom.
Their cultivation methods evidently share the same roots, enhancing one another perfectly.
Starlight merges with moonlight, swirling together to create a perfect Yin-Yang loop of celestial bodies between them.
Every full rotation of their aura absorbs enormous quantities of essence from the Star Essence Liquid, advancing their power at a glacial yet utterly steady rate.
This progress is so subtle that scarcely even a Late-Stage Nascent Soul powerhouse could detect it.
Nevertheless, Star King and Moon God sense every infinitesimal gain with crystal clarity.
Advancing even slightly in the Divinity Transformation Realm proves extraordinarily arduous.
The amount of mana needed to gather defies comprehension.
Both have resided in the Divinity Transformation Stage for five to six centuries.
Drawing on the Star Palace's foundations and the advantages of dual cultivation, they have practiced relentlessly around the clock, but remain stuck at Early-Stage Divinity Transformation, far from its peak.
Even this cultivation speed, amplified by destiny's boon, strikes them as remarkably swift.
Time's passage eludes them; it feels both like a fleeting moment and an infinite span.
A faint ripple stirred in the sluggishly moving Star Essence Liquid within the pool.
Star King and Moon God simultaneously lifted their gazes,
No brilliant divine radiance burst out; rather, they restrained it completely.
Yet hidden in those profound depths, a flicker of unconcealed delight surfaced.
"Senior Brother."
Moon God uttered, her tone pure and otherworldly, resembling chilled springs tinkling on jade, brimming with genuine elation,
"The realm fate power truly serves as the finest 'catalyst' for us Divinity Transformation Cultivators to advance our cultivation."
"Indeed!"
Star King revealed a genuine smile of measured contentment,
"Talent, resources, opportunities undoubtedly matter greatly for cultivation at the Divinity Transformation Stage."
"However, the profound essence of fate, particularly... fate seized from another realm, stands as an unparalleled supreme marvel!"
Divinity Transformation Cultivators already represent the zenith of human power in this world.
A continent can sustain only a limited number of Divinity Transformation Cultivators.
The advancement of every Divinity Transformation Cultivator faces subtle constraints from the overall realm fate of their domain.
To accelerate breakthroughs, the most direct path lies in... bolstering their own realm's fate, or... seizing fate from a foreign realm!"
"Our recent plot, the invasion of that Nanchuan Realm, yielded not just vast resources to refill the palace's vaults."
"More crucially, we seized a huge chunk of its primal fate, enriching our Wind Origin Realm and granting us this boon!" Star King’s voice held a touch of smug pride.
Conversely, the Nanchuan Realm endures a dire calamity, stripped of resources and crippled in its primal fate.
Over time, forget birthing new Divinity Transformation Cultivators; even holding onto current cultivation heights grows doubtful, inevitably turning it into a desolate wasteland.
Moon God gave a faint nod, her icy, lucid gaze flashing with keen intensity: "Continuing like this, you and I will near the Early-Stage Divinity Transformation peak in under a century!"
"Indeed!"
Star King’s gaze burned bright, his words firm and resolute, "At that point, combining our strengths, we’ll possess real confidence to kill that ancient sea serpent offshore, eradicate the Demon Race entirely, and dominate the Wind Origin Realm!"
The "old loach" in question is the True Dragon King—a Divinity Transformation powerhouse ruling the outer seas.
This forms the core cause of endless strife between Humans and Demons in the Wind Origin Realm.
"Wiping out the Demon Race, harnessing their racial fate to fuel ours, and claiming the Tier Five True Dragon Essence Pill."
"With this pill’s wondrous effects, plus the realm fate flourishing once more..."
Star King’s tone brimmed with passion as he declared, "One among us will surely grasp this extraordinary chance, shatter the bottleneck, and advance to the coveted Mid-Stage Divinity Transformation!"
Mid-Stage Divinity Transformation!
Achieving it grants power that vastly eclipses the early stage.
Control over the heavenly and earthly rules elevates to unprecedented levels.
Even more crucial, Cultivators at Mid-Stage Divinity Transformation gain the power to create fairly steady spatial passages across realms.
"At that moment..."
Star King and Moon God shared a look, their gazes reflecting endless ambition and longing,
"We’ll rally the full might of Wind Origin Realm to conquer the Primordial Qi-exhausted Nanchuan Realm in a single strike, turning it into our realm’s subordinate, and stripping away every last bit of its resources and destiny!"
"Should we both ascend to Mid-Stage Divinity Transformation... even without hitting the late stage, the joint force of two such powerhouses offers a real shot at escaping this realm’s limits and soaring to the Upper Realm!"
Ascend to the Upper Realm!
This stands as the supreme, singular dream of Star King and Moon God, perched atop this realm’s peak for countless epochs.
To attain it, inter-realm conflicts, the extinction of entire species, the agony of myriad beings... everything becomes mere tools and gambles in their pursuit!
Whatever it takes!
A faint blush of thrill colored Moon God’s impeccably icy visage from the immense allure, her starlit eyes blazing with fierce craving.
With a subtle nod, her voice remained frosty but held unmatched resolve: "All rests on Senior Brother’s strategy."
