Cultivation of Immortality: Start by Improving Spiritual Root Qualifications

Chapter 951 A blessing in disguise, cultivation greatly improved!
With a wave of his hand, a fifth-grade low-level 'Purple Immortal Vine' floated out, its entire body shrouded in a misty purple aura. The vine was about three feet long, as clear as glass, and one could vaguely see the spiritual energy flowing inside.

Looking at the spiritual herb before him, Zhou Xun no longer hesitated.
With hands forming hand seals, he performed the incantation for the Condensing Spring Scripture.

"The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is excess damage."

As he circulated the incantation, a profound and mysterious feeling arose. Zhou Xun's mind was immersed in a state of selflessness, merging with heaven and earth, as if he could control everything.

With a gentle touch of his finger on the 'Purple Immortal Vine', the surrounding vital energy was immediately attracted and gathered there.

Suddenly, the 'Purple Fairy Vine' rose into the air, becoming even more vibrant, with a faint fluorescent glow emanating from its purple vines.

As the final incantation was completed, an invisible force arose out of thin air and enveloped the 'Purple Cloud Spirit-Nourishing Grass'.

Time passed slowly, and the light on the 'Purple Fairy Vine' grew stronger, as if it was constantly condensing its essence.

Suddenly, a green dot of light appeared above it, emitting a soft glow.

It was about the size of an egg and extremely dazzling.
Brighter than ever before!
As expected of a fifth-tier spiritual herb essence!
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Xun carefully manipulated the ball of light to move closer to his body.

The moment the ball of light touched the body, the essence dissolved into it.
Then,

Zhou Xun frowned.
To his surprise, there was no feeling of nurturing and transformation as before; it was as if what he was condensing and absorbing was not a fifth-grade spiritual herb.
It was just like any ordinary first or second-tier spiritual medicine.

"How could this be?"

"Could it be that my aptitude has reached its current level, and the fifth-grade spiritual herb essence cannot further enhance it?"

Zhou Xun was greatly surprised and suspicious.

Or perhaps the effect of the "Spring Condensation Scripture" in improving aptitude stops at one hundred points of spiritual root sensitivity.

Thinking of this, his heart sank.

To know,
The greatest asset he has gained to this day, and to his current fame, is this very "Spring Condensation Scripture".

If this item loses its effectiveness,
He was really confused.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xun's fingertips trembled slightly as he took out the fifth-grade mid-level Sacred Source Flower from his storage ring.

This flower is as pure white as the moon, with its petals unfolding in layers, emitting a refreshing and cool fragrance that soothes the soul and clears the mind with just a breath.

However, when he circulated the "Spring Condensation Scripture" again, extracting its essence using the same method...

The green light remained dazzling, floating in the air like a luminous pearl, its radiance even brighter than before.

But when the light entered his brow, Zhou Xun felt as if a drop of dew had fallen into a vast ocean, without even a ripple.

The meridians were not warm, the dantian was not activated, and the sea of ​​consciousness remained calm.

It was as if it had never absorbed anything.

"impossible!"

His heart sank suddenly, and a feeling of near panic gripped him like ice water splashed on his face.

This skill was his greatest reliance for surpassing the norm and advancing triumphantly. If it failed at this moment, it would be tantamount to cutting off his ladder to heaven.

He sat there in the pavilion, lost in thought. The clear chirping of the birds around him and the roar of the waterfall in the distance sounded muffled and distant, as if separated by a thick veil of light.

An unprecedented sense of bewilderment and a barely perceptible fear quietly spread.

Could it be that a spiritual root sensitivity of 100 points is truly the ultimate limit for the human race's acquired physique? Is the heaven-defying power of the "Spring Condensation Scripture" limited to this?
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down.
After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes. The panic in his eyes had gradually dissipated, replaced by a look of determination and understanding.

Yes,

With a spiritual root sensitivity of one hundred points, such talent is extremely rare, even in the Immortal Realm. With steady cultivation, advancing to the Great Ascension stage is highly probable.
To attain the status of a Mahayana Venerable, overlooking all cultivators and roaming freely between heaven and earth—such an achievement is something that countless people would not dare to hope for even after countless reincarnations.
It should be noted that the strongest person in Wandao Lake right now is only at the early stage of the Fusion Realm.

His life has already been worth everything.

not to mention.
Hope is not entirely lost.

The fifth-tier spiritual medicine was ineffective, perhaps because the innate power it contained was no longer sufficient to drive his body, which was approaching the pinnacle of acquired abilities, to undergo another transformation.

What about the sixth tier? The seventh tier?
Even the legendary eighth-tier sacred medicine that only exists in ancient ruins and forbidden areas of the immortal realm, or even the elusive and hard-to-find immortal medicine?
Once his cultivation level is higher, he will be able to delve into more dangerous secret realms and obtain higher-level rare treasures of heaven and earth. At that time, he may be able to restart the creative power of the "Spring Condensation Scripture"!

The road ahead may be more treacherous, but it is not completely cut off.

Thinking of this, a new sense of calm and anticipation gradually replaced the previous anxiety.

Sunlight streamed through the eaves of the pavilion, falling upon him, its warmth dispelling the last trace of gloom.

A single thought brings clarity and enlightenment!
All the resentment, confusion, and fear in my heart vanished instantly, like morning mist dispelled by the sunlight.

Instead, there is an unprecedented sense of clarity and tranquility, as if a tremendous burden has been lifted, and the soul feels light and free.

At that very moment of perfect spiritual elevation, the magical power within him, which had already reached the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, seemed to be thrown into boiling oil by a spark, and suddenly boiled over!
Without any deliberate guidance, the "Purple Heaven Thunder Technique" began to operate at a speed far exceeding its usual limits.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surrounding Zhou Xun was drawn by an invisible force, transforming into a visible pale purple vortex that surged wildly into his body.

Inside the pavilion, a sudden gust of wind arose, spiritual pressure surged, and the stone table and benches trembled slightly.

Zhou Xunfu was suddenly enlightened. He immediately closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and completely immersed himself in this rare state of enlightenment.

His pores opened wide, greedily absorbing the surging pure spiritual energy. Within his dantian, the liquid magic power continuously condensed and purified, becoming thicker and more dazzling, like flowing mercury.

His mind was clear and his perception of the Dao of Heaven and Earth became clearer than ever before.

This sitting lasted for a full two weeks.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes shone with a divine light, clear and serene, and the surging aura around him slowly subsided, returning to calm.

He sensed himself slightly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Not only has the total amount of mana in his dantian increased dramatically, but its purity has also improved significantly, bringing him to within a single step of reaching the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage.

“It really is a blessing in disguise…” Zhou Xun muttered to himself.

Unexpectedly, a setback in improving his aptitude led to a breakthrough in his mindset, triggering an automatic improvement in his cultivation, saving him at least a hundred years of arduous cultivation.

Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise; the ancients were right in their words.

Zhou Xun's cultivation had greatly improved, and he was naturally in a very good mood.

He pushed open the heavy stone door of the cultivation room and felt a refreshing breeze rush towards him, completely different from the rich spiritual energy that had settled inside.

The sunlight in the courtyard was just right, gently spilling onto the bluestone path, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.

Several spiritual plants he had planted himself stretched out their branches and leaves, dew still clinging to their petals, reflecting a rainbow of colors in the sunlight, making them appear even more vibrant. He strolled through the courtyard, feeling light as if every step he took was on clouds.

The surging magical power within his body flowed smoothly and freely, and he could manipulate the surrounding spiritual energy with the slightest thought. This sense of control far surpassed what he had experienced half a month ago.

"This epiphany has been far more rewarding than I expected."

He strolled to the pavilion in the courtyard, where he usually rested, enjoyed tea, and admired the scenery.

Zhou Xun sat down comfortably on the stone bench in the pavilion. With a slight thought, a set of lustrous white porcelain tea set appeared on the stone table, along with a beautifully carved jade box.

Upon opening the box, a refreshing and pleasant aroma instantly filled the air. Inside, a dozen or so tea leaves were neatly arranged.
Each leaf displays a unique icy blue color, with starlight seemingly flowing between the veins; it is none other than the fifth-grade mid-level spiritual tea, "Ice Mist Starry Sky".

This was one of the spoils of war he had previously acquired after killing Lu, a Nascent Soul cultivator.

With a flick of his fingertips, three tea leaves floated gently into the warm teapot.

Immediately, Zhou Xun took out a jade bottle containing "Millennial Snow Spirit" collected from the summit of a towering snow-capped peak.

With a slight bend of the fingertips, a thin stream is precisely poured into the teapot, the water temperature controlled at a delicate state of just about to boil, which both enhances the aroma of the tea and preserves its delicate charm.

In an instant, steam rose from the pot, but it wasn't hot steam; instead, it was a cold mist like ice shards.

Blue starlight twinkled in the mist, illuminating the entire pavilion in a dreamlike manner.

The tea leaves unfurled and swirled in the pot, like ice butterflies fluttering.

A cooler, more ethereal tea fragrance wafted out in layers. Taking a sip, one felt a sense of clarity and tranquility.

After a short while, Zhou Xun took the teapot and poured the tea into the cup.

He picked up his teacup and took a small sip.

The tea is icy cold upon entry, like holding a mouthful of melting stars, followed by an indescribable sweetness and refreshing sensation that explodes on the taste buds.

As it slid down the throat, the surging magical power in the meridians seemed to be soothed by a cool and tranquil force, flowing more smoothly and harmoniously.

A surge of pure energy rushed to the top of his head, causing his consciousness to vibrate and become increasingly clear and transparent. The slight fatigue from the days of seclusion and the recent breakthrough vanished instantly.

Instead, you feel completely relaxed and refreshed, with a sense of complete well-being and abundant energy!

"Great!" Zhou Xun couldn't help but praise, a look of enjoyment on his face.

Sipping the spiritual tea was extremely pleasant.
My gaze inadvertently swept over the spiritual pool beside the pavilion, brimming with spiritual energy.

The pond water was crystal clear, and several rare dragon whisker koi carp swam leisurely.
On the fine white spiritual sand at the bottom of the pool, ten palm-sized Eastern Spirit Shells with natural cloud patterns on their shells were slightly opening and closing, breathing in and out pure water spiritual energy.

After returning from Silent Spirit Island years ago, I placed it here.

Xiao Jia and Sun Yuanxuan are responsible for feeding them on a regular basis.

Now, they have grown noticeably larger, the luster on their shells is more lustrous, and the spiritual energy they emit is much stronger.

“It’s growing well,” Zhou Xun nodded slightly, a hint of anticipation in his eyes. “Judging from the fluctuations in spiritual energy, it’s not far from the second tier.”

"Once it advances to the next level, the spiritual essence contained in its meat will be at its best. At that time, I will definitely cook one myself and taste what this delicacy from the celestial realm tastes like."

Just as Zhou Xun was leisurely sipping tea and admiring the scenery of the Spirit Pool, a series of steady footsteps approached from afar.

He looked up and saw Xiao Jia walking briskly along the path, his expression respectful but with a hint of barely perceptible nervousness.

Upon reaching the pavilion, Xiao Jia stopped, solemnly cupped his hands in a respectful bow, and spoke in a loud voice:

"Master, someone has delivered a visiting card, requesting an audience with you."

As he spoke, he presented a visiting card made of exceptional material with both hands.

The visiting card was made from the pulp of a certain spiritual wood. It was warm to the touch, with dark gold cloud patterns inlaid on the edges. It exuded a faint calming fragrance when worn close to the body, and it appeared to be extremely exquisite.

Zhou Xun scanned the letter with his divine sense and immediately understood its contents. It turned out to be from a demon cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, who called himself "Yunmiao Sanren."
He spoke earnestly, requesting Master Zhou Xun's help in refining a batch of "Haoyuan Soul Cleansing Pills," and attached a generous reward list, which included several rare fifth-grade spiritual materials.

Upon seeing that it was a request for alchemy, Zhou Xun revealed a knowing smile.

His identity as a fifth-tier alchemy master was information he had intentionally or unintentionally spread when he first arrived in Tian Shu City.
This was precisely to attract cultivators from all sides to seek elixirs, thereby accumulating resources and expanding their network.

Now that people have indeed come seeking his services, he naturally has no reason to refuse them.

"Granted." Zhou Xun put down his teacup, his voice calm.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jia's憨厚 smile widened even more. He scratched his head and continued:
“Master, this Cloud-Vast Hermit… is actually someone I know. Over the years, while managing my cave dwelling and procuring supplies in Tian Shu City, I’ve made some friends along the way,”

"This man is generous and righteous, and we get along quite well; we are good friends. He heard that I am working for the master's household, so he went to great lengths to ask me to introduce him to him."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xun's eyes flashed with surprise, which quickly turned into admiration.

He hadn't expected that Xiao Jia, with his honest and straightforward nature, would actually build his own network of connections in Tian Shu City over the years and even make friends with people at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. It seemed that he had indeed grown a lot.

This hermit Yunmiao must have some extraordinary qualities to be so highly regarded by Xiaojia.

"Oh? Since he's your good friend, then he's even less of an outsider," Zhou Xun said, nodding in a good mood.
"Go and lead him here to meet me."

"Yes! Thank you, Master!"

Xiao Jia's face lit up with joy. He bowed again, then turned and walked briskly toward the gate, preparing to lead his friend inside.

In a short while, Xiao Jia returned.
Behind him was a tall, thin man wearing a light blue robe.

This person had a thin, refined face, long, narrow eyes, and unusually deep blue pupils that seemed to shimmer with light as they opened and closed. Although he deliberately concealed his aura,

However, one can still sense a powerful demonic force belonging to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, as well as a vast and cold aura originating from the deep sea.

His steps were steady, and his aura resonated subtly with the surrounding water elemental energy, clearly indicating that he was a water-type demon cultivator with considerable skill.

Upon reaching the outside of the pavilion, Xiao Jia stepped aside and respectfully said, "Master, Fellow Daoist Yunmiao has arrived."

Before Xiao Jia could introduce him further, Yunmiao Sanren stepped forward and solemnly bowed to Zhou Xun inside the pavilion.

"Junior Yun Miao greets Senior Thunder Prison Heavenly Lord!"

Zhou Xun subtly moved his divine sense, having already thoroughly examined the newcomer inside and out. Apart from the pure water-based demonic energy, he detected no malice or hidden fluctuations.
On the contrary, one could sense that his soul seemed to have suffered some kind of hidden injury, and his breath was slightly sluggish, which was exactly what the "Haoyuan Soul Cleansing Pill" was meant to do to nourish and repair his soul.

Zhou Xun nodded slightly and said, "No need for formalities. Since Xiao Jia calls you a friend, you're one of us. I'll accept the offer to refine the pills!"

(End of this chapter)