Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health-Chapter 209 - 123: Shackles and the Monkey Mind

Because it is cherished so deeply, I must let her go.

Fan Wubing gazed at her earnestly, and suddenly smiled, "Cultivate well, senior brother will come to check your work then."

The longing in the girl's eyes turned into joy. Shimmering tears quickly filled her pupils, fluttering brightly. The faint resistance in her heart vanished completely... because she understood that her senior brother remained the one she liked, unchanged.

However, everyone now looked to places higher and farther away, with higher and farther vision.

She stepped forward quickly and hugged Fan Wubing tightly, her voice slightly trembling, "I'm scared..."

"Scared of what?"

"Scared that you won't care about my departure. Also scared that you care too much about my departure."

"What difference does it make?"

"If you didn't care at all, my heart would surely ache like a knife cutting. If you cared too much, I wouldn't bear to leave. But, I have to leave you. I can't stay by your side any longer, I... I have to find my own path in order to become a better me."

"A better you?"

The girl stepped back from his embrace, eyes resolute, "Yes, a better me!"

"Hmm, sounds vague, but I suppose I can imagine it."

"Qingyao~" In the distance, came Luo Ling Immortal's voice, "It's time for us to go."

Luo Qingyao looked at Fan Wubing. She seemed to have many things to say but hesitated to speak. After thinking for a while, a mischievous glint flashed in her eyes. Suddenly, she tiptoed and kissed Fan Wubing on the cheek.

Fan Wubing was still in a daze, but the girl's cheeks were already flushed, reflecting the distant mountain sunset.

By the time he came back to his senses, Luo Qingyao had already walked away. Her voice echoed on the trail, "Senior brother, we'll meet again in the future!"

The girl and her sister rode the wind away, vanishing into the distant sky.

In truth, she wanted to kiss Fan Wubing's lips, but as she was about to, she lost her courage... because she felt her senior brother hadn't liked her in the way she liked him yet. Lip kisses were to be saved for when they mutually liked each other.

Cheek kisses are not the same as lip kisses.

...

Luo Qingyao's departure seemed not to change anything.

Fan Wubing's daily life remained the same. Rising early in the morning, preparing food for the whole day, he would meditate and practice breathing exercises. One session would last the entire day, ending only by the morning of the next day...

Every day was like this.

Later, he went to the Demon Refining Tower, or rather the Cangxuan Tower, hoping to see if he could complete the "Azure Profound Thousand Transformations Skill." Unfortunately, this Innate treasure no longer paid attention to him.

Perhaps something was missing.

The traces of winter had completely disappeared. Previously, because of Zhu Zixuan's teachings, the Eternal Immortal Sect entered spring early. And now, the surrounding signs of spring had finally caught up, bringing the true feel of spring.

For the entire spring, Fan Wubing had nothing to do. Of course, there were no matters involving interests or special urgencies to attend to, daily cultivation was still necessary.

Thanks to the Blood Calamity Immortal Skill's powerful boost to cultivation, Fan Wubing's progress was swift.

By the end of April, his blood volume successfully broke through fifteen million. At this level, even without breathing exercises, his blood volume continued to rise.

And his cultivation also reached the peak of Ninth-Layer Nascent Soul.

In fact, when his blood volume reached twelve million points, it was already the peak of Ninth-Layer Nascent Soul.

Unlike before, once the blood volume broke a boundary, the cultivation would increase accordingly.

But now, the blood volume keeps rising without constraint, yet the cultivation had stopped progressing at the Nascent Soul peak.

An invisible, untouchable barrier was blocking cultivation growth.

Fan Wubing knew that this barrier was the so-called "Great Dao."

Although he obtained a sense of the "Path of Fire" from Cheng Yingwu, when truly comprehending it, Fan Wubing always felt something was missing.

He knew that with his own comprehension, he could surely successfully grasp the essence of the "Path of Fire," and by using it as a benchmark, leap into the Fetal Movement Realm.

But,

Something was missing.

When he focused on this problem, he felt he lacked nothing and could break through to the Fetal Movement Realm on the spot.

When he didn't think about this problem, it constantly hovered in his mind.

This feeling made him somewhat irritable, somewhat anxious.

He didn't want to step onto the Great Dao, breaking through to the Fetal Movement with such unclear emotions, so he refrained from seeking quick success.

He thought, perhaps this was the so-called "cultivation shackles." All along, his cultivation was too smooth; once the blood volume reached, he could immediately break through, almost forgetting that the challenge in the Immortal Path wasn't accumulating the foundation for a breakthrough, but the magical insight, the flash of inspiration, fortune blessing the mind.

Now, it seems he has encountered it.

Though cultivation stagnated, blood volume was not restricted by realms.

Thus, even if Fan Wubing couldn't temporarily break through to the Fetal Movement Realm, the blood bar still increased each day. His strength was directly linked to the blood volume, so even though cultivation hadn't increased, strength improved daily.

If not deliberately training the physique, the typical strength of blood energy at the Nascent Soul peak was, at most, equivalent to eight million blood points.

And Fan Wubing, not only did he train his physique, he also had a Divine Technique specifically for training the flesh, "Demonic Body Transmutation."

"Demonic Body Transmutation" enhances the body! He carefully compared, one drop of his blood was equivalent to one and a half drops of Wei Changkong's at the same realm.

Which means, his fifteen million blood volume, when converted with Wei Changkong's blood energy strength, equates to twenty-two and a half million points.

It can only be said that the peak of Nascent Soul still has disparities.

"Demonic Body Transmutation" had also reached perfection long ago, adding the talent of "Divine Court Hundred Soldiers."

"Divine Court Hundred Soldiers" had a fascinating effect. It grants strong control over a hundred soldiers, whether they are his or not, all can be controlled, the effect depends on physical strength.

Once, Wei Changkong sought him out for a spar, and oh boy, under the fifteen million blood volume's physical intensity boost, "Divine Court Hundred Soldiers" was ferocious.

This genius Sword Cultivator's flying sword, when leaving the Purple Mansion, immediately trembled on the ground, unable to move.

Fan Wubing estimated, at this rate, possibly even with a blood volume of twenty million, thirty million, or even more, it might still just be a Nascent Soul peak.

Although the gap between the Nascent Soul and Fetal Movement isn't merely a gap in cultivation.

But may I ask, if I were a Nascent Soul peak with a hundred million blood, how would you respond?

Return to essence, as long as the blood bar is long enough and the power strong enough, shattering the Great Dao with a punch is not a dream.

He sorted out his thoughts and found he didn't have much anxiety about his strength.

If so,

"Then what exactly am I anxious about?"

Fan Wubing wasn't the type to brood alone, and he shared his situation with Mei Jinqiu.

Upon hearing that Fan Wubing, the close disciple of the Eternal Immortal Sect, encountered difficulties in cultivation, Mei Jinqiu dared not be careless, listened attentively, and thought seriously.

After listening, pondering, he frowned and said, "Wubing, you said you already have a path to the Great Dao, right?"

"Yes."

"You can comprehend the Great Dao at any time, grasp the essence, and step into the Fetal Movement Realm?"

"Yes."

Mei Jinqiu was quite shocked, not expecting that within just three months, Fan Wubing already possessed the qualifications to impact the Fetal Movement Realm.

But in the current situation... in his view, it was not suitable for an impact on the Fetal Movement Realm.

"Wubing, although you have the qualifications, you're not suited to impact."

"Why?"

Mei Jinqiu said, "You have a restless mind." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

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