Small World.
A crowd gathered around the ten-thousand-year-old Spirit Bamboo.
Ye Zhenhong, Bai Hongfang, and Wu Anguo, these three elders, had their loosely knitted eyebrows instantly furrowed.
Ever since entering this Small World from the Secular World, their bodies had also been recovering, and naturally, they began to cultivate as well.
Ye Chenfeng had long taught the Divine Blood Art and the Demon Heaven Art to his family and won around him. Of course, they could only choose one to cultivate. After all, being able to cultivate multiple techniques like Ye Chenfeng was extrely rare, if not unheard of.
The Small World was rich in Spiritual Energy, which was very conducive to cultivation. In addition, both the Divine Blood Art and the Demon Heaven Art were Supre Techniques. Even though the three elders were old, their cultivation speed was relatively fast.
The wrinkles on Ye Zhenhong and the other two elders’ faces were fading, and their complexion was notably rosy. Besides cultivating, they had carved a set of chess pieces from stones and spent their days playing chess, enjoying a leisurely life.
At the mont, Ye Zhenhong and the other two elders’ expressions changed slightly because Ye Chenfeng was not waking up, and they sensed sothing was amiss.
Elder Tianhuo and Huang Chongyi, along with others from the Earth Profound Realm, understood cultivation matters better than those from the Secular World. Elder Tianhuo and Huang Chongyi were Artifact Refiners and Alchemists trained by Ye Chenfeng.
Currently, Elder Tianhuo’s Artifact Refining level was still at the Second Grade, while Huang Chongyi and He Ping were genuine First Grade Alchemists, and Xiang Xiaoyi was also a genuine First Grade Artifact Refiner.
Elder Tianhuo and Huang Chongyi, among others, had shared hardships with Ye Chenfeng to varying degrees.
Elder Tianhuo went straight to Ye Chenfeng, who was in a state of death. He placed his palm on Ye Chenfeng’s chest and then pressed his fingers against Ye Chenfeng’s skin, frowning tightly.
The heart showed no sign of beating, and the skin grew increasingly cold—signs of true death.
Elder Tianhuo tried injecting Spiritual Energy into Ye Chenfeng’s body, but there was still not the slightest response.
Wu Xiaofei, Bai Xueling, and the other won of Ye Chenfeng noticed the worry on Elder Tianhuo’s face, their gazes anxiously fixed on him. Wu Xiaofei asked, "What’s wrong with Chenfeng?"
After a mont of silence, Elder Tianhuo said, "Given the current situation, the vitality within Master’s body has completely vanished. It doesn’t seem like he’s in Nirvana! If it were Nirvana, Master should have woken up by now."
Elder Tianhuo’s words were like muffled thunder in the ears of Wu Xiaofei and the others. The won and Ye Chenfeng’s mother imdiately teared up, with Bai Xueling shaking her head, saying, "Chengfeng will be fine, he’s just cultivating."
Everyone was in turmoil, including Elder Tianhuo. No one present could wake Ye Chenfeng up.
Now, the only thing they could do was wait.
Ye Fan, Ye Feng, and Ye Ling, the three youngsters, had been cultivating in their rooms, so no one disturbed them. After they finished cultivating, they ca here, and upon seeing Ye Chenfeng lying on the ground, their eyes imdiately sparkled, shouting in chorus, "Daddy, Daddy!"
Now, not only could Ye Fan, Ye Feng, and Ye Ling walk on their own, but they could also clearly express what they wanted to say.
Wu Xiaofei and others stopped the three youngsters, saying, "Your dad is cultivating, don’t disturb him."
The three youngsters obediently nodded.
Ti ticked away.
An hour.
Two hours.
Three hours passed.
Ye Chenfeng showed no sign of movent, his face resembled that of a dead man, and the warmth in his body had completely vanished.
Now everyone fell into despair. Ye Chenfeng had always been their backbone, the one who carried all the burdens, and tears began to fall uncontrollably from the eyes of Wu Xiaofei and others.
Except for the three youngsters, everyone had red eyes.
Ye Fan, Ye Feng, and Ye Ling, upon seeing everyone crying, quickly had a notion in mind. They hurried to Ye Chenfeng’s side. Feeling his cold body and lack of breath, the three of them cried out, "Dad! Dad!" in grief, their throats choking as they sobbed indistinctly.
The atmosphere plunged into sadness.
At this mont, Ye Chenfeng’s consciousness was still wandering in a pitch-black world. He was unable to find an exit and felt his consciousness beginning to blur.
This dark world was filled with despair and sorrow.
Ye Chenfeng was completely overwheld by these emotions, and he felt an urge to remain there indefinitely.
Suddenly, Ye Chenfeng broke out in a cold sweat, regaining a slight clarity. He had an extrely bad premonition that if his consciousness disappeared, he might never wake up in reality. He couldn’t afford to be overwheld by these emotions.
Ye Chenfeng sprinted desperately in the black world, shouting, "I can’t stop here; I still have too many things left unfinished! I haven’t reached Eternal Life! Nor have I brought those around to Eternal Life!"
A powerful will to survive surged within him, causing Ye Chenfeng to run faster and faster in the dark world.
The will to survive grew stronger and stronger.
Ye Chenfeng’s blurry consciousness began to clear again, and a dazzling light appeared ahead, causing him to squint. He could hear three tender voices in his ears, all shouting, "Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!"
Ye Chenfeng’s consciousness swiftly entered the brightness.
In front of the ten-thousand-year-old Spirit Bamboo.
The tears of the three youngsters had already soaked through Ye Chenfeng’s shirt on his chest.
"Thump!" suddenly sounded.
Ye Chenfeng’s heart beat once, the three youngsters were the first to notice it, and they shouted excitedly, "Daddy’s alive! Daddy’s alive!"
The three youngsters imdiately moved away from Ye Chenfeng, and his heart gradually resud beating. His nose started to breathe, and the blue lips slowly regained their color.
A burst of strong vitality erupted from his body.
Powerful Spiritual Energy accompanied the vitality, breaking through the barrier instantly without any suspense. Ye Chenfeng smoothly transitioned from the Peak of the Fourth Heaven of the Nirvana Realm to the Initial Stage of the Fifth Heaven.
The surrounding air was in chaos, with Spiritual Energy rampaging everywhere.
A red blood line appeared on Ye Chenfeng’s right arm, marking the ninth blood line there, signifying he had reached Nine-Turn Nirvana.
Surging Spiritual Energy constantly spilled out of Ye Chenfeng’s body. Slowly, Ye Chenfeng opened his eyes, recollecting his consciousness in the black world and realizing the danger he had been in. It could be said to be extrely perilous.
The crowd watching Ye Chenfeng wake up finally broke into smiles through tears, with Ye Dongjian imdiately saying, "I knew it, I knew it, good people don’t live long, but disaster lasts for a thousand years. A troublemaker like Chenfeng couldn’t just die like that!"
At the sa ti, Old Bai and Old Hei, feeling relieved by Ye Chenfeng’s breakthrough into Nine-Turn Nirvana, felt a rush of emotion strong enough to make them want to hit a wall. Old Bai, Wu Fengxian, said, "Nine-Turn Nirvana! I never thought I’d see the legendary Nine-Turn Nirvana, and I even helped cultivate it; I have no regrets now."
Old Hei, Jiang Yuntian, imdiately corrected, "Old Bai, I don’t like what you said. Although this kid always knocks down a peg, we cultivated him together, and now this kid has sothing to show off."
...(To be continued. If you like this work, consider casting a recomndation or monthly vote on Qidian (qidian). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.)
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