Chương 11: Chapter 10 Body Tempering Technique, Transformation Realm! (Thanks to Alliance Leader Zuo Ge Su Ren 0723!)
Spirit Field No. 77 became bustling once again.
Junior Brother Ning Daoran opened up an area on the first underground level for planting spiritual medicine, sowing all the low-level spiritual herbs he had bought from the workshop, such as Yan Ling Grass and Blood Transformation Ginseng, planting them all.
Although these herbs were the most inconspicuous among the known spiritual medicines in the cultivation world, to the extent that no one would pick them even if they grew by the roadside, but...
Under the effects of the Grass and Tree Holy Spirit, low-level spiritual medicine would rapidly grow into older spiritual herbs, and their value would be completely transformed.
Take the Yan Ling Grass, for instance, whose value increases substantially once it reaches over five hundred years. Years or even decades old Yan Ling Grass was neither rare nor particularly useful, but once the age of the Yan Ling Grass surpassed five hundred years, its significance climbed steeply!
Five hundred-year-old Yan Ling Grass could be used in the concoction of the legendary Solid Color Pill, an elixir that could preserve the eternal youth of cultivators, an exceptionally sought-after medicine among female cultivators.
In addition, five hundred-year-old Yan Ling Grass served as one of the main ingredients for the second-level elixir, the Heavenly Net Pill, which could greatly improve the cultivation of Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators—its preciousness was self-evident.
The same was true for the other few kinds of spiritual herbs. Fifty-year-old Spirit Stream Grass could be refined into Spirit Nourishing Pills, and hundred-year-old Blood Transformation Ginseng into Blood Strengthening Pills—both of which were treasured medicines highly valued for advancing the cultivation of Qi Refining Stage practitioners.
With the fifty-fold growth rate bestowed by the Grass and Tree Holy Spirit, ripening these spiritual herbs would take but a few years!
"Sigh..."
Underground, Ning Daoran took a deep breath, holding the Spiritual Hoe. He knew he had a great opportunity in his hands—if he could just hold steady, he could get rich and flourish merely through the cultivation of spirit plants. Thus, he had to be even more cautious and careful.
To evade the divine sense search of high-level cultivators, he set up the spiritual medicine garden on the first underground level, adopting a "funnel-style" lighting design. From the surface, one could only see ant-hill-like mounds of earth, with no one suspecting that such a variety of spiritual herbs were planted beneath.
After several days, a large number of spiritual herbs began to sprout and grow roots, robustly thriving on the top-grade First-tier Spiritual Vein of Qiongbi Peak, creating a lush and vibrant sight.
Ning Daoran watched with great satisfaction.
...
But he still felt that his and Big Stupid Deer's security index in the realm of cultivation was not high enough; the surroundings of the little courtyard required enhanced vigilance.
Thus, Ning Daoran fully utilized his talent for Commanding All Beasts, "recruiting" twenty Double-eyed Spiders in the surroundings, commanding these spiders to spin webs around Spirit Field No. 77 silently, capturing insects. The slightest rustle of movement would instantly create a response with their master.
Moreover, he tamed twenty mountain sparrows, issuing them the task of patrolling not only Qiongbi Peak but also half of the Chaotic Sect. The same instantaneous response would occur if there were any stirrings.
Feeling that this was still insufficient, Ning Daoran went on to tame several ant queens, commanding them to monitor the situation underneath Qiongbi Peak and a great portion of the Chaotic Sect.
These ants built nests everywhere, giving them a comprehensive grasp of the underground.
After finishing all this, Ning Daoran finally took a light breath of relief in the twenty-zhang deep chamber under the small courtyard. This time, he finally felt a trace of security.
...
One clear morning.
Ning Daoran, shouldering the Spiritual Hoe and accompanied by Big Stupid Deer, left the house to weed the Spirit Field as usual.
On the farm ridge, Old Lu puffed on dry tobacco, unconcerned by the thick grass and sparse rice seedlings in his field.
At this time, Xin Yan approached with a hint of gravity on his face.
"Fellow Taoist Xin, what's wrong?"
Ning Daoran was feeding Big Stupid Deer the pulled weeds.
"There is indeed a matter, but it's not about me—it concerns your Spirit Field No. 77. You remember Old Sun who used to care for this spirit field, right? He's had an incident."
"Senior Brother Sun..."
Ning Daoran grew slightly solemn: "Wasn't he retiring to enjoy his later years as a wealthy man?"
"That's right. However, he never made it home."
Xin Yan said, "We just got word that someone found Old Sun's remains in a ravine southwest of the Yellow Dragon Mountain Range; he's been dead for some time. It's said... he was killed by a Foundation Establishment Stage Robbery Cultivator."
"Foundation Establishment Stage Robbery Cultivator..."
The memory of Old Sun's friendly and cheerful demeanor came to Ning Daoran, prompting a tightening in his chest: "What's his name?"
"Transcendent Niu Mo."
Xin Yan frowned: "This person is a shadowy Loose Cultivator within Shanyang County, striking against Qi Refining Stage practitioners from various sects many times. Since he never settles in one place, the major sects have been unable to deal with him."
Old Lu sighed: "I've known Brother Sun for many years; such a good man did not meet a good end... What a pity. Those damn Robbery Cultivators truly are the bane of the Cultivation World!"
Ning Daoran remained silent, quietly noting down the name "Transcendent Niu Mo" in his notebook.
When his own strength was strong enough to easily obliterate him, then it would be but a matter of lifting a finger.
...
Spring passed and winter arrived, and another year flew by in the blink of an eye.
That year, Ning Daoran turned twenty-two years old and had accumulated more than ten thousand years of Refining Time.
A morning, awakening in the underground secret chamber twenty zhang deep, he took a deep breath—the accumulated Refining Time was enough, and he was ready to attempt the next stage of the Body Tempering Technique!
Whether there was a realm beyond perfection would be determined by today's results.
He sat cross-legged, slowly closing his eyes, pouring the accumulated Refining Time into the cultivation of his Techniques.
"In the first year, you gazed upon the already perfected Body Tempering Technique and fell into bewilderment. It was as if you were beholding a flawless piece of craft, and any attempt at further refinement seemed utterly superfluous,"
"In the one hundred and thirtieth year, the bottleneck of the Body Tempering Technique hadn't eased in the slightest, and your efforts seemed to be in vain,"
"In the two thousand six hundredth year, the country you lived in had changed dynasties dozens of times, yet your Body Tempering Technique remained the same, without the slightest change,"
"You began to feel despondent and even started to blame your own talent for cultivation. With your kind of talent, you really shouldn't exist in the world of cultivation,"
"In the 6,453rd year, you sat withered in the courtyard, watching the ginkgo leaves cascade to the ground when suddenly a crack appeared in your mental state. But it vanished just as quickly, elusive as ever,"
"In the ten thousand and three hundredth year, the aged you suddenly rose from the courtyard. You finally grasped that glimmer of Spirit light, and at once, your body began to rejuvenate continuously until it returned to a youthful appearance,"
"Qi Blood Thirty-Six Transitions,"
"Body Tempering Technique. Lower Grade Yellow (Transformation Realm),"
"Qi Refining Stage (Sixth Layer),"
"Refining Time remaining: 2,214 years,"
...
"Phew..."
Ning Daoran suddenly awoke from his cultivation and immediately felt dramatic changes within his body. From his arms to all parts of his body, there was a crackling sound of bones, while underneath the skin, his Blood Qi was boiling, covering his body in a fiery red glow.
At this moment, a vast Spiritual Power erupted from deep within him, enveloping his entire body and forming a dense Protective Spirit Mastery all over.
This was truly all-encompassing protection. Ning Daoran looked down and saw even the weakest spots were covered with fine Spirit Mastery, displaying an unbreakable momentum!
"Is this the next realm after perfecting the Body Tempering Technique?"
Ning Daoran felt ecstatic. The aura now emitting from the Body Tempering Technique was extraordinarily unique, far from what you'd expect from a Lower Grade Yellow technique; one wouldn't question it even if it was labeled as a Dark Rank top technique.
Potentially, a martial skill cultivated to the Transformation Realm would no longer be bound by its original grade. This was understandable.
Transcending Great Perfection is the Refinement Realm. This could now be confirmed.
However, quite a bit too much Refining Time had indeed been spent. Ning Daoran was still a little saddened. After all, he had spent over ten thousand years refining the Body Tempering Technique from Great Perfection to the Transformation Realm. What kind of divine comprehension was this?
Feeling his face flush, he experienced a hint of embarrassment.
As he reached the Transformation Realm with the Body Tempering Technique, his foundational cultivation also broke through, advancing from the Qi Refining Fifth Layer to the Sixth Layer, laying down a remarkably solid foundation, already at the peak of the Sixth Layer.
In other words, Qi Refining Sixth Layer Perfection or, alternatively, half-stepped into the Late Qi Refining Stage—both descriptions would be apt.
Ning Daoran took a deep breath. The Body Tempering Technique cultivation came to a temporary halt, the next realm would undoubtedly require even more time. He would not attempt it lightly without accumulating some forty to fifty thousand years of Refining Time.
Calming his mental state, he used the Concealing Breath Technique to keep his outward cultivation at the Third Level of Qi Refining.
An Outer Disciple Spirit Farmer with a Ninth Grade Mixed Spirit Root, not having a single breakthrough within a year—this logic was perfectly reasonable.
...
"Junior Brother Ning!"
At that moment, a long-lost voice came from outside—it was Inner Sect Senior Brother, Lin Sheng!
"Old Lu, receive the guest!"
Ning Daoran immediately transmitted his voice to Big Stupid Deer through the Spirit Beast Contract.
Then, as agile as a monkey, he climbed the ladder hanging from the basement and in the blink of an eye, he arrived on the ground, emerging from the small cottage in the courtyard.
Lin Sheng came in with a jug of wine and a roasted chicken, the entire person steaming hot.
"Yo!"
He scanned around as usual before his gaze settled on Ning Daoran, "I knew that Junior Brother Ning would definitely not be able to break through the Early Stage barrier of Qi Refining within a year. Of course, that's not your fault. You have a Ninth Grade Mixed Spirit Root, so you cannot compare with a genius with a Sixth Grade Dual Spirit Root like myself."
Ning Daoran grinned, "Senior Brother Lin, don't make fun of me for that. I do have some pride, you know!"
"All right, all right, we won't talk about that,"
Lin Sheng plopped down onto a chair, put down the wine and meat, and lightly slapped his Storage Bag to produce an elixir bottle, saying, "This is a Spirit Nourishing Pill. Although it's slightly inferior to the genuine product, it will undoubtedly be helpful for your breakthrough."
Ning Daoran's heart stirred. He knew about the Spirit Nourishing Pill. It was greatly beneficial for the Early and Mid-stages of the Qi Refining Realm. Such pills were highly coveted in all big sects and quite expensive.
"What is this for, Senior Brother?"
"Haha, I can't hide anything from you."
Lin Sheng sat down in a bold manner in front of the small table, slapped his chest, and said, "Not long ago, I completed an extremely dangerous mission, killing three demon disciples in the process, and was rewarded by the Inner Sect. This Spirit Nourishing Pill is one of my rewards!
"Besides, I have good news for you. My True Yang Furnace Technique has made a significant breakthrough and is about to reach Small Accomplishment!"
"Then, congratulations are in order for the Senior Brother!"
Not one to be modest, Ning Daoran accepted the Spirit Nourishing Pill and once again expressed thanks, "Thanks to the Senior Brother, then I really will accept it!"
"Don't mention it, just take it."
Lin Sheng tilted his head, looking at Big Stupid Deer who was wide-eyed and watching the scene. Copying Ning Daoran's gesture, he thrust his right fist with the thumb sticking out towards his back and instructed, "Junior Brother Lu, go stir-fry two dishes for us!"
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