Celestial Spring Peak.
Lin Chang’an traversed through Red Fire Peak and arrived at his own domain on Celestial Spring Peak.
"Moo!"
Outside the cave dwelling, after several months of living here, the Sword Servant surprisingly got along well with the Cyan-Horned Bull.
Or rather, the Cyan-Horned Bull liked basking in the sun, and the Sword Servant also enjoyed sitting cross-legged to ditate and absorb sunlight, appreciating this bright world of blue skies and white clouds.
Because of her Human-Demon Mixed Blood, cultivation after Foundation Establishnt beca extrely difficult for her, to the point where she could only exert seventy to eighty percent of her Foundation Establishnt Cultivation strength.
As a result, she laid down the path of cultivation.
However, during rainy and overcast weather, she would always furrow her brows.
Just as Lin Chang’an appeared, the Cyan-Horned Bull excitedly mooed, simultaneously waking up the Sword Servant who was ditating and sunbathing by the pool.
Upon seeing Lin Chang’an again, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Sword Servant.
Because the last ti Lin Chang’an faced her, he was disguised as a skinny, stern cultivator, looking quite old.
But this ti when Lin Chang’an appeared, he resud his true appearance.
Clad in white robes embroidered with patterns of auspicious clouds, the handso and elegant Lin Chang’an erged, with an aura of scholarly grace.
"Master!"
She quickly reacted, respectfully addressing him as Master.
Or rather, under the influence of the restriction, she could clearly feel who the person before her was.
Lin Chang’an nodded in satisfaction, as long as there is a will to live, there will be motivation to move forward.
Otherwise, even with a Celestial Spirit Root, without the desire to cultivate, are resources truly going to stack up rely by relying on him?
He wouldn’t support a burden.
"Not bad, it seems you like it here."
Lin Chang’an said calmly, while the Cyan-Horned Bull beside him endearingly rubbed its head against his pants, mooing.
He casually took out two Spirit Fruits from his Storage Bag to feed the Cyan-Horned Bull, and as Lin Chang’an looked around, he couldn’t help but show a satisfied expression.
Fatty Lei’s words were indeed correct, this Sword Servant had been trained by experts.
The cave dwelling was ticulously maintained, and there was a small wooden house by the pool, which was also built by this person for himself as a place to stay.
The na Sword Servant was given by the Divine Sword Sect; her real na was Qiu Ling’Er, an ordinary na, yet possessing a top-tier Spirit Body that everyone in the Immortal Cultivation Realm envied.
Unfortunately, her Human-Demon Mixed Blood ruined it all.
"This Cultivation Technique requires the use of Evil Energy, cultivate well. I hope that when I finish my seclusion, you’ll have successfully switched to it."
The Cultivation Technique Lin Chang’an took out was the Evil Essence Sword Formulas he was practicing, though it was only a Foundation Establishnt Realm Cultivation Technique.
This was also the top-level Sword Dao Cultivation Technique he had mastered, and it matched her current physical condition.
As for helping her cultivate now, it was not yet the ti.
"Cultivate!"
Upon hearing she could still cultivate, a rare glimr appeared in the Sword Servant’s dim heterogeneous eyes.
It’s impossible for soone capable of becoming a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator to have no interest in cultivation from the beginning; it’s just that subsequent experiences made her lose hope.
For any cultivator aspiring to the path of immortality, giving up cultivation is equivalent to a mortal giving up life.
"That’s right, the biggest problem with Human-Demon Mixed Blood is possessing two types of mana within the body; one is cultivated by Human Race Cultivators.
The other is Demon Race mana, and the price of powerful Demon Race mana is accompanied by Evil Energy, which is also the biggest factor making your cultivation difficult."
At this ti, Lin Chang’an sat calmly in the pavilion, stroking the Cyan-Horned Bull while explaining to her.
"And this Evil Essence Sword Formulas is a top-level Demonic Cultivation Technique. The side effects on ordinary cultivators are just right for you.
The Celestial Spirit Sword Body has an innate affinity for Sword Intent, ensuring the side effects of cultivating this Cultivation Technique are minimized, while the Evil Energy in your body can be used for cultivation..."
Not daring to say more, at least Lin Chang’an was confident that by cultivating this suitable Sword Formula, without relying on his help, she could barely continue cultivation.
Perhaps she couldn’t match the pure Celestial Spirit Sword Body speed, but the cultivation speed should be on pace with Pseudo Spirit Root or Low-Grade Spirit Root.
"In the Immortal Cultivation Realm, to change your fate, you must beco strong."
Lin Chang’an looked at her aningfully and also saw the rekindling of light in her eyes for cultivation.
"Thank... you, Master!"
Upon hearing she could still cultivate, the Sword Servant’s pupils trembled, but she quickly cald down and respectfully nodded.
"Spirit Bodies are rare, so top-level Spirit Bodies are even more contrasting than Celestial Spirit Roots. These years, you must have a clear understanding of your own physical constitution.
In the future, I will take sothing from your body for cultivation, but the premise is that you prove your worth."
Under the profound gaze of Lin Chang’an, the Sword Servant’s pupils shrank, her soul quivering.
Even ants cling to life, let alone humans.
Lin Chang’an’s words were almost saying, prove your worth, and she wouldn’t be used as a Blood Sacrifice for a Magical Treasure.
"I..."
At that mont, countless images flashed through the Sword Servant’s mind—the calamity of the island’s cultivators, the tragic deaths of her parents and family, and the hatred and anger toward the Divine Sword Sect and another group of cultivators.
These were scenes she had long given up on and dared not think about but erged again in her thoughts.
"Although the Blood Sacrifice thod is good, it also cuts off the opportunity for the Magical Treasure’s promotion, my ambition is not limited to re Core Formation Cultivator."
Lin Chang’an even rarely revealed his innermost thoughts, calmly stroking the Cyan-Horned Bull.
The Sword Servant was restrained inside and out by his restrictions, and her life and death were within his thought, so he naturally had no worries.
"Alright, you, Niu’Er, have been cultivating for so long; I’ll give you ten more years. If you still haven’t found a breakthrough opportunity, find yourself a big pot."
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