And this last step requires the stone box that seals the Ink Gold Thunder Spirit.
When the second, more powerful Thunder Spirit fully integrates.
The Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure is just around the corner.
At this mont.
The Canghua Divine Wood Sword seed to sense its owner’s intentions, the sword body gently trembled, emitting a sound like a baby’s crisp cry, brimming with spirit.
Xu Ping reached out, and the Canghua Divine Wood Sword fell into his hand.
Feeling the power and spirituality within, a slight smile curled on his lips.
The limit of the Spirit Treasure has already been reached, the level that only the top Spirit Treasures of ordinary Mid-Stage Nascent Soul giants can achieve.
Like True Monarch Lan Ling, even if she successfully breaks through to Mid-Stage Nascent Soul, she would still need a long period of nurturing and accumulation to evolve her life Spirit Treasure to the limit of a Spirit Treasure.
As for breaking through the level of a Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure, that requires great luck and sufficient accumulation of cultivation.
Xu Ping played with it for a while, then swallowed the Canghua Divine Wood Sword back into his belly to nourish it.
Recently, he does not plan to conduct the final step.
Refining the Thunder Spirit, especially the last two years of exquisite manipulation to integrate the spirit into the sword, not only consud vast mana but also exhausted endless ntal effort.
He needs ti to adjust his breath and restore to a state of perfection, to face the seal of the Ink Gold Thunder Spirit.
Moreover, True Monarch Lan Ling has also inford him through sound transmission that she will soon break through to Mid-Stage Nascent Soul.
Xu Ping will naturally act as her guardian.
...
Ti flowed like sand, two months passed quietly.
On this day, Xu Ping sat in the Cyan Cloud Peak main hall, as still as an ancient pine.
Suddenly.
Whoosh—
A strange fluctuation ca, and Xu Ping felt it, raising his head to look toward Blue Water Peak.
The originally calm flowing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi above Blue Water Peak suddenly turned violent.
As if stirred by an invisible giant hand, the Spiritual Qi within a ten-mile radius transford into a milky white torrent visible to the naked eye, roaring like a tsunami, madly pouring into the elegant sleeping palace at the peak.
"It’s begun!"
Xu Ping’s tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.
Two tangible beams of light pierced through the void, as if penetrating the barriers of buildings and mountains, fixing firmly on the sleeping palace at the center of the Spiritual Qi storm.
Though True Monarch Lan Ling’s foundation isn’t extrely deep, she is quite decent among those at the peak of Early-Stage Nascent Soul, and with the aid of the ’Breakthrough Pill’, the chance of breaking through to Mid-Stage Nascent Soul isn’t small.
"Hopefully... everything goes smoothly."
Xu Ping silently recited in his heart, in the depths of his profound and calm Dao heart, a slight ripple erged.
This woman, being the female cultivator with whom he has the deepest ties in this world, naturally, he hopes she can successfully break through to Mid-Stage Nascent Soul.
Only in this way, in the upcoming calamity of the Wind Origin Realm invasion, will she have a greater self-protection ability.
Half a month later.
While many disciples of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons were still marveling at the anomaly at Blue Water Peak, changes finally occurred.
The Spiritual Qi tide gradually cald down, the rampant Spiritual Qi began to slowly return to its natural flow, and the Spiritual Qi vortex slowly dissipated.
The fluctuating aura deep in the sleeping palace completely settled down like rivers returning to the sea.
A far more vast mana wave carrying a dignified Dao presence, like rcury spilling, spread smoothly, with no hint of sluggishness or emptiness.
"She’s done it!"
"Mid-Stage Nascent Soul!"
Xu Ping, sitting upright in the Cyan Cloud Peak main hall, finally relaxed his long-tense heartstrings, a genuine trace of joy flashing deep within his eyes.
Though the process had so twists, ultimately, everything was perfected.
True Monarch Lan Ling successfully crossed that threshold, stepping into the realm of Mid-Stage Nascent Soul.
However, Xu Ping did not imdiately stand up to offer his congratulations.
At this mont, True Monarch Lan Ling needs to remain calm, comprehend the mysteries of the new realm, and stabilize her rapidly increased mana and Divine Sense, leaving no room for distraction.
This joy and concern, for now, must be suppressed.
...
With the news of True Monarch Lan Ling’s breakthrough to Mid-Stage Nascent Soul spreading, the entire Valley of Ten Thousand Demons erupted.
With the Wind Origin Realm invasion imminent, naturally, the disciples of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons hope their ancestor’s cultivation becos increasingly powerful.
Especially such a breakthrough to a Nascent Soul ancestor, as she has always been the guardian of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.
However, compared to the fervent enthusiasm and celebrations within the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, the response from the outside world was much calr.
Understandably so.
A Mid-Stage Nascent Soul giant is certainly impressive ordinarily.
But facing the invasion of the Wind Origin Realm, a calamity concerning the entire Cultivation Realm’s survival, it still falls far short.
As ti passed, a month and a half later.
With the celebratory frenzy gradually subsiding, the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons returned to its usual calm.
At this point, a month and a half had passed since True Monarch Lan Ling’s breakthrough.
She remained in seclusion, stabilizing her realm, nurturing her Nascent Soul, absorbing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, further consolidating her foundation.
On this day.
A clear voice, tinged with a hint of laziness and faint joy, was transmitted into Xu Ping’s ears:
"Junior Brother Yan, co in for a chat."
Xu Ping heard the voice, his lips slightly curving upward in a knowing smile, then stood up.
With one step out of the Cyan Cloud Peak main hall, his figure swept across the void like light smoke, arriving instantly at the peak of Blue Water Peak, outside the elegant sleeping palace.
The heavy palace doors opened silently, a warm draft mixed with the fresh scent of cold plums and a distinct feminine fragrance greeted him.
Inside the sleeping palace, the beams were made of cloud-top sandalwood, the walls of crystal jade, as gauzy silk curtains swayed gently in the breeze.
Behind layers of curtains, on a large bed carved from warm jade, a stunning silhouette lay lazily.
True Monarch Lan Ling was clad only in a layer of ice silk as thin as a cicada’s wings, draping over her delicate body that surpassed the beauty of snow.
Beneath the silk, the breathtaking peaks and valleys, the slender waist as a willow, and the perfect lines of her long legs, all were faintly visible, adding infinite allure in the hazy light.
As True Monarch Lan Ling gazed at Xu Ping, her ice soul beautiful eyes flowed with springs capable of lting millennia-old ice and a hint of... a provocative challenge.
In such a scene, even Xu Ping, whose Dao heart is as iron and whose heart lake is as steady as a rock, could not help but ripple a little, his blood slightly restless.
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