Wuling City.
Baisong Mansion.
Sunlight bathed the courtyard, filtering through the gaps in the trees, casting patches of golden light on the ground.
The trees in the courtyard stood tall, swayed by a gentle breeze, their shadows dancing gracefully on the ground.
Lin Zheyu sat cross-legged in the shade, the breeze ruffling his robes.
His eyes were closed, his expression calm as the True Essence circulated within him along the path outlined by the Guiyuan Skill.
Thump thump.
Thump thump thump—
A knocking sound ca from outside the room, and Lin Zheyu slowly opened his eyes.
"Co in."
Lin Zheyu said faintly.
With a creak, the door opened.
A young man in his thirties, with a strong and sturdy appearance, entered.
"What’s the matter?"
Lin Zheyu looked at the man and asked softly.
The man was Gu Qing, who had recently been working alongside Lin Zheyu.
Ten days ago, the space-ti node within the Demon God Barrier outside the city had been successfully sealed.
However, it still had a significant impact, as the multitude of demons that escaped needed many to hunt and clean them up.
But this had nothing to do with Lin Zheyu.
Due to concerns that the evil sect was still coveting Lin Zheyu’s special destiny, Huang Baizhong arranged for Lin Zheyu to have a task in the city.
That is to assist the authorities in capturing so evil sect mbers or spies who have infiltrated the city.
"Uncle Master, Luu Yu sent word saying a mber of the evil sect infiltrated the city. Their strength is significant, and they need your cooperation."
"Here is the letter."
Gu Qing handed over the letter.
Lin Zheyu opened the letter and glanced over it, nodding slightly.
"I understand."
"Tell Luu Yu I’ll go over in the evening," Lin Zheyu said.
After Gu Qing left, a mass of fiery, hot True Essence suddenly ford in Lin Zheyu’s hand, and the letter was suddenly reduced to ashes, dispersing into the air.
"Uncle Master feels increasingly powerful..."
Gu Qing closed the door, letting out a breath.
In the presence of Lin Zheyu, he always felt an intangible sense of oppression.
This feeling was even more pronounced than when facing the Pavilion Master.
This wasn’t because Gu Qing’s perception was stronger than Mr. Yang’s or Huang Baizhong’s, able to discern Lin Zheyu’s strength.
Rather, it was due to the powerful spiritual power Lin Zheyu unconsciously emitted during his daily cultivation, affecting Gu Qing, thus causing this sensation.
...
"Still not working..."
In the courtyard, Lin Zheyu looked at the data in his consciousness, shaking his head slightly.
[Heavenly Dao Rewards the Diligent]
Na: Lin Zheyu
Source Power: 22
Skills:
Illusion Flashing Soul-Chasing Step (Third Layer 89%)
Sacred Inference Spirit Skill (Second Layer 100%)
Thunder Roar Purple Cloud Skill (Third Layer 100%)
Several days passed.
Lin Zheyu still hadn’t managed to develop the cultivation technique for condensing spiritual sense.
Although he always felt on the verge of success, getting closer and closer, each ti it was like taking a strike from a previous life’s PDD, falling just short.
Clearly less than 0.1 away, and yet, always a 0.01 difference remains.
This made Lin Zheyu feel quite frustrated.
"Again!"
Lin Zheyu muttered a couple of tis, closed his eyes, and resud cultivation.
And so, another dozen days passed.
The moonlight was sparse.
The bright moonlight filtered through the leaves, sprinkling spots of light.
Lin Zheyu’s eyes suddenly opened wide.
"Success!"
"Haha, it finally succeeded!"
Lin Zheyu couldn’t help but laugh heartily.
More than thirty days had passed.
Do you know how I’ve gotten through these thirty-plus days?!
Lin Zheyu clenched his fists, his heart surging with excitent.
[Heavenly Dao Rewards the Diligent]
Na: Lin Zheyu
Source Power: 30
Skills:
Guiyuan Skill (Not Yet Mastered)
Illusion Flashing Soul-Chasing Step (Third Layer 89%)
Sacred Inference Spirit Skill (Second Layer 100%)
Thunder Roar Purple Cloud Skill (Third Layer 100%)
Primordial Infinite True Skill (Third Layer 97%)
He looked at the data in his consciousness where the Guiyuan Skill finally appeared.
This ant that as long as he cultivated this technique to perfection, Lin Zheyu could condense his spiritual sense.
"It’s really not easy..."
"If I hadn’t succeeded soon, the Primordial Infinite True Skill would advance to the Fourth Layer."
Lin Zheyu muttered softly.
He currently did not have a good Concealing Breath Skill, mainly using the Nine Revolutions Locking Essence Skill to lock True Essence Qi Blood, and Life Essence.
Each ti before breaking through his limits, he would unlock it once, then spend one unit of Source Power to enhance the Primordial Infinite True Skill while restoring the side effects brought by the Nine Revolutions Locking Essence Skill.
Over thirty days passed, and this technique was on the brink of breakthrough.
"Let’s begin!"
"I’ve waited so long, I hope the spiritual sense doesn’t disappoint ."
Lin Zheyu murmured.
Taking out a storage bag from his chest, he loosened the tied string and pulled out a Spirit Stone from it.
This was his last Spirit Stone.
The few remaining stones and the Spiritual Liquid received from the sect were all used up during this ti.
"I wonder if one Spirit Stone will be enough. If not, I’ll have to use a Divine Power Crystal."
Lin Zheyu said to himself silently.
He actually didn’t want to use Divine Power Crystals.
This item seed far more valuable than Spirit Stones, and Lin Zheyu planned to exchange them for items at the Cultivation Marketplace in the future.
Whoosh~~
Lin Zheyu exhaled.
"Unlock!"
With a thought, the Nine Revolutions Locking Essence Skill instantly unlocked.
Vast True Essence and Life Essence surged from the orifices.
Without delay, Lin Zheyu gripped the Spirit Stone in his right hand, closed his eyes, and willed, ’Use two units of Source Power to cultivate Guiyuan Skill.’
In an instant, Lin Zheyu’s spirit was montarily dazed, entering into his consciousness space.
After more than thirty days of research, Lin Zheyu finally figured out the thod to condense spiritual sense.
Once understood, it wasn’t as challenging, only because Lin Zheyu lacked a foundation in immortal cultivation, knowing nothing about it, costing him so much ti.
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