Cultivation Starts from Farming-Chapter 434 - 249: Consuming 1,000-Year Spiritual Liquid; Accelerating the Growth of Flame Prison Purple Wood
Perhaps, this time consuming the thousand-year Spiritual Liquid could increase his longevity even more than the first time he consumed it.
"Phew!"
Xu Ping took a deep breath, suppressing the joy in his heart.
Then, he reached out and took the Jade Bottle containing the thousand-year Spiritual Liquid, opening the lid.
Instantly, a faint, sweet fragrance filled the entire cultivation chamber.
Xu Ping held the Jade Bottle aloft and drank it all in one go.
The Spiritual Liquid was warm and smooth as it entered, carrying a trace of warmth that flowed down his throat into his abdomen.
At the moment the Spiritual Liquid settled in his stomach, a vast and mighty Spiritual Power suddenly erupted within him, like a surging tide, wantonly impacting in all directions.
Xu Ping did not dare to be complacent, rapidly forming seals with both hands, activating the Longevity Mana, and began silently refining the thousand-year Spiritual Liquid in his abdomen.
Time quietly slipped by in silence, and in the blink of an eye, an hour had passed.
After successfully refining all of the thousand-year Spiritual Liquid, Xu Ping slowly opened his eyes, which were sparkling with irrepressible joy.
Subsequently, he eagerly opened the skill panel.
[Name: Xu Ping]
[Lifespan: 128/1796 years]
[Realm: Early Stage Golden Core: 2/100; Profound Turtle Mountain-Suppressing Skill Level 3: 91/100]
[Cultivation Technique: Longevity Skill Proficient (Golden Core Chapter): 271/400]
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"Extended lifespan by 140 points, and the proficiency of the Longevity Skill increased by 200 points!"
Looking at the data displayed on the panel, Xu Ping couldn’t suppress his inner joy any longer and burst into laughter.
The second time consuming the thousand-year Spiritual Liquid actually extended his lifespan twenty years more than the first time, undoubtedly the merit of the Longevity Skill!
The Golden Core Level Longevity Skill didn’t disappoint him; its ability to refine longevity-extending objects had improved significantly.
He estimated that if he were to acquire another Spiritual Object not inferior to the thousand-year Spiritual Liquid, his extended lifespan might reach two hundred years.
The only small imperfection was that the increase in cultivation wasn’t as significant as before, only increasing by one point, roughly equivalent to six months of meditation!
However, this was expected. After all, he was now at the Golden Core Level, and it’s normal for the effects of the thousand-year Spiritual Liquid on cultivation to be slightly less effective.
As the realm advances, each step forward becomes increasingly difficult, requiring exponentially more resources and time.
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After admiring the skill panel for a while, Xu Ping finally turned it off. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
Then, he stilled his slightly agitated mana through cultivation.
At the same time, he pondered over his forthcoming plans.
The top priority undoubtedly was to successfully cultivate the Evil-Burning Skill, and then find a way to completely erase the Blood Attraction Skill.
This Blood Attraction Skill was like a time bomb, ready at any moment to expose his whereabouts and bring him a catastrophic disaster.
Thankfully, this wasn’t particularly difficult; with effort, he could certainly erase the Blood Attraction Skill.
The important question was, what would he do after erasing the Blood Attraction Skill?
Currently, demonic cultivators were invading on a large scale, and although the Yue Country could still hold them off temporarily, his situation would become extremely perilous if the situation deteriorated.
With his current concealment ability, it was nowhere near enough to deceive a Nascent Soul Cultivator; a sweep of Divine Sense would likely reveal his presence!
"If there’s any hint of trouble or the situation seems amiss, I must escape immediately!" Xu Ping contemplated.
Fleeing definitely should happen as soon as possible!
If he waited until the situation completely deteriorated, with various factions entangled and chaotic, escaping would be as hard as reaching the sky.
As for where to escape specifically, Xu Ping had already made considerations.
Wind Country!
As a powerful neutral nation, both righteous and demonic paths would not easily provoke Wind Country.
Moreover, Wind Country is geographically remote, with its unique geographical environment forming a natural barrier.
Vast, boundless deserts within its borders acted as an almost insurmountable chasm, effectively slowing the invasion of external forces, which is why Wind Country’s neutral position has remained long sustained.
For Xu Ping, Wind Country was undoubtedly an excellent refuge.
Furthermore, he was particularly attracted to Wind Country’s Puppetry and various materials.
If he could craft a Quasi-Fourth Rank Puppet in Wind Country, his strength could take a significant leap forward.
With a Quasi-Fourth Rank Puppet at hand, he would have some ability to protect himself even against ordinary Nascent Soul Stage cultivators.
If fortune were generous and he coincidentally acquired the mysterious Fourth Rank Puppet crafting method from the Hundred Bamboo Sect, it would be like adding wings to a tiger, further escalating his power.
If he could manage to craft a few Fourth Rank Puppets, even the threat posed by mid-stage Nascent Soul demonic cultivators would be greatly reduced.
Thinking of this, Xu Ping was filled with anticipation.
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Time flew by, and a month vanished in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, within the cave mansion, a profound silence reigned, except for the faint, subtle fluctuations of Spiritual Power, like gentle ripples, slowly circulating in the air.
Xu Ping sat cross-legged on the stone bed, his expression solemn.
"Burn!"
Xu Ping called out softly, quickly pinching a Magic Technique with both hands.
In an instant, an extremely hot flame, like an awakened ancient beast, suddenly ignited on his arm.
The flame displayed a peculiar and magnificent hue, flickering and jumping, emitting unbearable heat that distorted and deformed the surrounding air.
The flame surged forward with unstoppable momentum, consuming the small blood-colored spot on his arm, continuously incinerating it.
As the flame burned steadily, time slipped away unconsciously, and two hours quickly passed.
