Chapter 104: A Rare Moment of Peaceful Cultivation – Attempting Tier-3 Spells
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Yu Xian nodded without another word and sat down cross-legged, closing his eyes to begin cultivation.
Seeing this, Zheng Huo stood and moved about a hundred meters away from Yu Xian before also sitting down and closing his eyes.
The two practiced their respective cultivation methods, and if they had stayed too close, whether performing spells or circulating their arts, they would have inevitably disturbed one another.
Keeping a little distance—neither too close nor too far—was the most prudent choice.
Of course, if they were dual cultivators or if their techniques were mutually compatible, the opposite would be true—the closer, the better.
With White Cloud Sect having fallen and no trace of his master to be found, Yu Xian could only assume, hopefully, that his master had escaped.
Given that, the only thing left for him to do was suppress the anxiety in his heart and continue cultivating—keep getting stronger.
Surrounded by a surge of wood-element spiritual energy, Yu Xian finally settled into serious cultivation after nine months of constant turmoil.
He fully focused, operating the Ten Thousand Lifespans Springwood Art.
The third stage—Wood Qi Transforms to Spirit—was already perfected.
The fourth stage—Wood Spirit Forms the Foundation—was beginning to stir.
Back on Ascension Island, Yu Xian had temporarily reached this stage, where a small elm tree had grown within his spiritual sea—that elm was his Foundation Platform.
Now, he needed to circulate spiritual power through his top-grade wood spiritual root to absorb spiritual energy, refine it into essence, and eventually comprehend the laws of Heaven and Earth, so that the elm could truly grow.
Once that happened, he would officially enter the Foundation Establishment Realm.
But how difficult was Foundation Establishment?
Out of hundreds or thousands of peak Qi Condensation cultivators, only one might succeed.
Many never even sense the opportunity to form a foundation and must rely on a Foundation Pill to forcibly break through—with a very high chance of failure.
Yu Xian naturally hoped to establish his foundation through natural comprehension, but if he couldn’t sense the opportunity, he wouldn’t force it. He was prepared to take the Foundation Pill by age twenty if necessary.
From age eighteen to twenty, he planned two years of peak Qi Condensation cultivation.
If he didn’t sense the breakthrough by then, he’d take the pill.
As he absorbed energy with his top-grade wood root, the spiritual energy transformed into liquid, enhancing his spiritual sea and feeding the crystalline elm within.
He cultivated like this for five hours, until daybreak, then slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.
But he didn’t rest. Instead, he formed a seal with his hands.
In the next moment, waves of intense heat surged from his body—he had activated the Great Elixir Body Tempering Technique!
Though his Condensed Elixir Body had already formed, there were still the Small Elixir and Great Elixir stages ahead.
To refine his body into a supreme pill, he would use his flesh as the pill and the heavens as the furnace.
Though his 108 million acupoints had all been sealed, his meridians and internal organs still needed tempering.
This meant hammering his meridians, twisting his energy channels, and refining his internal organs.
The pain far exceeded anything from the earlier stages—like being burned alive or devoured by ants.
Yet Yu Xian’s expression remained still. Only beads of sweat formed on his forehead.
In life, there were countless pains and trials. But pain was simply pain.
It was not noble. It was not some “gift of hardship.”
No one sincerely wished pain upon others.
So, if pain could be avoided—it should be avoided.
But if it must be faced, then face it head-on, and strive to endure or overcome it—for oneself or for the next generation.
And Yu Xian was enduring it now. Because he had no choice. He had to become stronger.
The morning mist drifted through the forest, and the air should have been cold.
Yet within a hundred-meter radius around Yu Xian, heat surged wildly.
Even Zheng Huo, cultivating a hundred meters away and practicing the Fiery Dragon Piercing God Spell, was startled.
He thought someone had attacked. He instantly ceased his training and looked over.
What he saw shocked him—white mist like dragon breath poured off Yu Xian, heat rippling outward.
“So… this is his body-refining technique?”
Zheng Huo’s pupils shrank. He muttered, “So overbearing… so ferocious… this body-refining method is terrifying.”
He could feel the heat even from 100 meters away. How hot was Yu Xian’s actual body right now?
Such a technique—was it even survivable?
“No wonder he reached physical Foundation Establishment by age twenty… damn, what a ruthless guy…”
Zheng Huo inhaled sharply, eyes full of awe and admiration.
Even if someone gave him this technique, he probably wouldn’t be able to train it.
Better to keep focusing on his own Radiant Morning Mist Art…
Yu Xian continued refining for four more hours, until he neared his physical limits. Any more and his body might collapse.
Soaked in sweat, he finally stopped.
The surrounding area had dried completely—trees even looked yellowed and withered.
If he had kept going, they might’ve died from dehydration.
Opening his eyes, the bloodshot look from the pain slowly faded.
Deep in his gaze was stillness—even amid suffering.
He turned to Zheng Huo, who sat surrounded by soft light, absorbing spiritual energy.
Zheng’s technique wasn’t bad—it might even lead to the Golden Core stage someday.
For a rogue cultivator to acquire such a method was lucky indeed.
Seeing that he was deeply immersed and that half a day still remained before they had to move again, Yu Xian didn’t disturb him.
Instead, he reached into his robes and pulled out a storage pouch.
Earlier on the road, he had killed two rogue cultivators from Green Capital Market. He’d never had the chance to examine their loot. Now was the time.
Rogue cultivators—even at Foundation Establishment—were usually poor.
Unless they reached the Nascent Soul realm, they could never match sect cultivators in wealth.
So it was no surprise the three enemies only had low-grade storage pouches, each just 3 meters wide.
Extending his spiritual sense, Yu Xian found inside:
Over 300 mid-grade spirit stones
400+ low-grade spirit stones
One talisman weapon capable of a full-powered strike from a Foundation expert
Two low-tier tier-3 magical tools
A bunch of bottles and scrolls
A cultivation manual: Divine Wind Secret Method
Not bad. A decent haul for a rogue cultivator at that level.
The talisman was unused likely because the owner didn’t have time—Yu Xian had counter-attacked too fast for him to react.
Yu Xian stored it all in his own mid-grade pouch, then checked the second one.
Inside:
~200 mid-grade stones
Dozens of low-grade stones
One mid-tier tier-3 magical tool
Several scrolls and manuals:
Great Flame Annihilation Technique
Windwalking Technique
Yu Xian ignored the cultivation manuals. No matter how strong they were, he wouldn’t switch.
He already had the Ten Thousand Lifespans Springwood for spiritual cultivation, and Great Elixir Body Refinement for physical training.
Not until Nascent Soul would he consider a new path.
So he focused on the spells, particularly the Windwalking Technique.
From the name, it seemed to be a movement or escape technique.
He already had Gale Arts, Swift Wind Step, and Soaring Cloud Technique. The lower-grade ones didn’t matter.
He pulled out the scroll and frowned slightly after reading.
It was indeed a flight technique, but required Foundation Establishment.
Still…
Yu Xian waved his hand and laid out two more scrolls before him:
Spirit Piercing Finger
Earth Flame Technique
Three Tier-3 Spells total, all requiring Foundation Establishment to learn.
He rested his chin on one hand and mused:
“Tier-3 spells… do they really require Foundation Establishment to learn?
Logically, if you can understand it, why should realm matter? It’s just about whether you have enough energy to use it, right?”
Eyes narrowing, he picked up the Spirit Piercing Finger scroll.
Let’s find out.
If it turns out he really can’t learn it yet, so be it.
But if he can, even if he can’t use it now, he’ll have it ready for the moment he reaches Foundation Establishment.
Better than wasting time.
With focused determination, Yu Xian began studying the Spirit Piercing Finger.
