Chapter 280
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Chapter 280: Siblings
As soon as Wang Chen stepped into the cave dwelling, he instinctively took a deep breath.
He felt a slight intoxication in the air.
This high-level Qi Training cave, which could only accommodate one person, was located on North Mountain in the City of Ten Thousand Cultivators. The rent was as high as one hundred and twenty spirit stones for a full day’s twelve hours, equating to ten spirit stones an hour!
Such a price made even Wang Chen, who earned a good number of spirit stones from selling talismans, feel a sting in his heart.
But there was no other choice.
The formations in the City of Ten Thousand Cultivators not only suppressed the magical energy of the cultivators but also blocked the spiritual energy. While the training environment was not as harsh as in the Mortal Realm, it was still worse than the outside world.
Only the thousands of large and small cave dwellings on North Mountain could escape the restrictions of the formations.
Wang Chen had settled in the City of Ten Thousand Cultivators for some time, but this was his first visit to rent a cave on North Mountain, and he was surprised to find the presence of “drunken spiritual energy.”
The rent was expensive, but the density of spiritual energy here completely exceeded that of similar caves in Yunshan City.
It was very suitable for Wang Chen, who had achieved perfect mastery in Qi Training.
Time was precious, so he immediately closed the door and sat down on the cushion.
He began to practice the Five Element Technique.
The spiritual energy surrounding him, silently and without a trace, was absorbed by Wang Chen and then, under the guidance of his technique, condensed in his dantian, refining it into pure magical energy.
The refined magical energy ascended through the extraordinary meridians, nourishing his five organs, reaching every part of his body.
After completing a heavenly cycle, he returned the energy to his dantian.
Again and again, he practiced.
Wang Chen’s mastery of the Five Element Technique was already at its peak; no matter how many times he practiced, he gained no experience.
He was now preparing for breaking through to open a house, solidifying his foundation to the utmost.
Having crossed into this world for only four or five years, Wang Chen had climbed from the third level of Qi Training to perfect mastery. His speed of advancement far exceeded that of ordinary cultivators, but it showed a deficiency in the accumulation of practice.
If breaking through to open a house was considered a major exam, then Wang Chen was currently in review mode.
He was unsure how much time had passed when he felt a slight looseness in his Tianzhong bone; the corresponding Tianzhong acupoint pulsed rhythmically, as if something was pushing to burst out from his head.
Wang Chen understood that this was a natural precursor to breaking through, a sign of reaching the next level in his cultivation.
However, he suppressed the internal fluctuation, continuing to regulate his breathing.
Reaching this cultivation level did not guarantee a successful breakthrough.
Throughout history, countless Qi Training cultivators had been stuck at this threshold, including many with remarkable talent.
A single failed breakthrough could injure one’s foundation, even with a spirit pill to aid them. It could take years or even longer to recover before attempting again.
Under normal circumstances, the probability of failure increased with each attempt.
After three consecutive failures, hope for advancing to the Purple Palace was virtually lost!
Wang Chen was well aware that, despite his root bone having been enhanced several times, it was still not comparable to those of true geniuses.
So his goal was crystal clear.
He planned to solidify his foundation over the next few months and secure two spirit pills before attempting a breakthrough.
If, despite these efforts, he still couldn’t advance on his own,
he would resort to using the Cultivation Panel to forcefully elevate his cultivation level.
Wang Chen allowed himself only one chance.
For this invaluable opportunity, he was willing to stake everything!
Wang Chen spent three days in the North Mountain Cave Dwelling,
having paid three hundred and sixty spirit fragments for this closed-door cultivation.
Fortunately, the results were quite satisfactory, and considering the requirements for breaking through to open a house, it was just about worth it.
Wang Chen suspected this was a tactic employed by the higher-ups in the City of Ten Thousand Cultivators to exploit loose cultivators.
Although the Golden Core true master who originally built the City of Ten Thousand Cultivators intended to benefit these loose cultivators,
centuries had passed, and now, aside from its nameless status, this vast immortal city was marked by clear ranks and strict rules, resembling a grand sect.
Upon returning home, Wang Chen retrieved the refined flesh and essence of the Golden Silk Silver Ring Snake and the Crimson-Eyed Tiger from his storage bag,
along with other necessary herbs, and began to prepare the Dragon-Tiger Strengthening Soup.
Wang Chen was currently practicing magical, sword, and body cultivation. Since his Heavenly Dragon Vajra True Method had already surpassed the fourth realm,
strictly speaking, his prowess in body cultivation was his strongest suit.
This was also his sole trump card against any Purple Palace master.
Therefore, he consistently maintained his training in this area.
The strong remain strong; in the way of cultivation, stagnation leads to regression.
Even if it required a hefty price, Wang Chen would not give up.
A peculiar aroma filled the kitchen, wafting into the small courtyard outside.
The Dragon-Tiger Strengthening Soup was a type of medicinal cuisine, known not only for its body-strengthening effects but also for its delicious meat broth.
It was an excellent tonic for Qi and blood.
A large head peeked out from the kitchen door, looking quite pitiful.
It was Wang Chen’s apprentice, Ye Feifan!
The next moment, a slender hand tugged at his ear: “What are you staring at? Hurry up and practice!”
Ye Feifan said with a pained expression, “Sister, I’m really hungry.”
Since learning the Pure Yang Technique from Wang Chen, his condition had improved significantly, and his appetite had increased.
He had an instinctive craving for food rich in Qi and blood.
The Dragon-Tiger Strengthening Soup, known for its nourishing properties, made it hard for Ye Feifan to move just from the smell.
Meanwhile, his sister, Ye Feifei, was so annoyed by her little brother’s lack of ambition that she stomped her foot, scolding, “If you keep this up, I’ll tell Mother!”
At that moment, Wang Chen, sitting at the stove, called out, “You two can come in now.”
Ye Feifei and Ye Feifan exchanged glances, then obediently approached Wang Chen.
Ye Feifei was a beautiful young girl; her cheeks rosy as she saluted Wang Chen, “Brother Wang, my little brother is being rude; I will properly teach him.”
Lady Ye usually worked at the workshop in the city, and at fourteen years old, Ye Feifei took on the responsibility of teaching her younger brother, who could read and write thanks to her efforts.
“Where’s the rudeness?”
Wang Chen chuckled, pointing at the steaming pot. “There’s a portion of the Dragon-Tiger Strengthening Soup for Ye Feifan too.”
He stood up, lifted the pot lid, took out two ceramic bowls, and ladled half a spoon of meat broth into each bowl.
Then he added a large amount of hot water.
With a wave of his hand, the two bowls of diluted Dragon-Tiger Strengthening Soup floated in front of the siblings, guided by an invisible force.
Wang Chen said, “Each of you take a bowl and drink it while it’s hot.”
It wasn’t that he was stingy, needing to dilute each bowl with three-quarters hot water,
but the potency of this Dragon-Tiger Strengthening Soup was very strong; without dilution, they would not be able to handle it.
Unlike Ye Feifan, Ye Feifei had talent for cultivation.
Currently, she was at the second level of Qi Training.
The siblings looked at each other, and Ye Feifei bit her lip, saying, “Thank you, Brother Wang!”
