The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 310 - 186 Cup Ning fresh dew_2

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Chapter 310: Chapter 186 Cup Ning fresh dew_2

The Mortal World has lost the "Heavenly Ladder" secret realm ever since. The surviving mortals all sighed as they left, and the small town below the mountain became much quieter for a time. Only a few informed people understood that it was better for such a secret realm to not exist.

In a coma, Hao San was placed in a small inn in town, and she would wake up in a few more hours. Ning Xiaoxian unwittingly saved her life; this time, the "Heavenly Ladder" sent many directly to heaven, and if she had also entered the secret realm, it’s uncertain whether she would have returned alive.

If this were two months ago, Ning Xiaoxian would have been guilt-ridden for having destroyed the secret realm and buried so many lives. But on this journey, her knowledge had grown, and her temperament had undergone significant changes. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

She is not the Bodhisattva Guanyin, sometimes she can only protect herself wisely, but cannot save everyone.

After wandering around the quiet town a couple of times, it was almost dark. The normal world does not have eight two-hour periods of night like the secret realm, so tonight is very important.

She and Changtian were to test the effect of the Moonlight Cup.

Tu Jin, possessed by the Qishou, carried her away from the vicinity of Yunxiao Palace, choosing a quiet mountaintop. She placed this unprepossessing cup on the most prominent rock on the mountaintop, then sat down cross-legged and quietly waited.

Changtian’s gentle voice rang in her ear: "Girl, come inside and wait." This girl, how could she be more nervous than him?

"No, tonight is of great importance, I will guard it here, in case some ignorant monkey or squirrel steals the cup!" She rambled on to dispel her unease. It would be odd not to be nervous, with Changtian trapped in the God Demon Prison, though the Moonlight Cup had already recognized her as its owner by her blood, it was still uncertain whether it would function properly placed outside.

The weather was also cooperating. Tonight was windy with few clouds and sparse stars, which was perfect for testing. Since in less than half a month, it would be the day when Emperor’s Fluid abounded. The moment when a group of demons danced, how could it lack her and him?

The moment to witness a miracle had arrived!

The moon peeked out from behind a thin cloud. Then, strands of white radiance separated from the moonlight as if drawn in, slowly converging into the Moonlight Cup, circling at the bottom for a few laps before vanishing. At the wooden bottom of the cup, a very fine trace of moisture silently condensed, barely visible to the naked eye. Only after a whole night of condensation would this trace of moisture swell into a round dew drop.

In the secret realm, she had seen this scene countless times already, but never had it felt as aesthetically beautiful as this time!

Success, the Moonlight Cup indeed could gather Spiritual Power for Changtian in the God Demon Prison. From now on, as long as Changtian didn’t use his massively energy-consuming Divine Skills, they no longer needed to worry about his Divine Power depletion.

Tears slowly welled up in Ning Xiaoxian’s eyes. The uncertainty of walking alone these past ten days, the fear endured, the severe hardships, all finally received the most perfect reward!

It was worth it.

Changtian was very astute; sensing her suddenly intensified breathing, he understood the fluctuations in her emotions, and so he comforted her gently: "Don’t cry, everything will get better from now on."

A smile blossomed on her lips, even though Changtian couldn’t see it, he knew it must be beautiful.

Tu Jin sat nearby silently, watching. Ning Xiaoxian was guarding the cup outside, and Changtian also commanded him to wait nearby. This mortal woman dared to venture alone into the secret realm for the Divine Monarch trapped in prison, facing a Soul Cultivator like him with bravery; and what about Fairy Su Xia? If she had shown him some favor earlier, could he have been reformed and flew side by side with her?

Under the moonlight this round, several who were silly.

Time passed very slowly, very slowly. As dawn broke in the East, and the Bright Moon in the sky was finally about to hide its form. The moonlight that lasted the whole night, like a silkworm spinning silk, breathed out its last bit of splendor before temporarily bidding farewell to the world.

She devoutly lifted the cup to look, and indeed a spiritual dew had condensed at the bottom. However, this dew drop was different from those she had seen in the secret realm.

Whether it was the memoirs of ancestor Zhang Sheng or her own eyewitness, the spiritual dews condensed by the Moonlight Cup in the secret realm were all transparent with a hint of flickering gold light.

However, the dew drop in her cup at the moment was different; although not much larger in size, the entire drop of spiritual dew shone with a dazzling golden color, just like melted pure gold!

Tu Jin saw it too and exclaimed: "The Divine Monarch’s cultivation is truly unfathomable, to make the Moonlight Cup condense such a quality of spiritual dew. The cup has been in Su Xia’s hands for many years, and I have never seen such dazzling gold."

The quality of the spiritual dew condensed by the Moonlight Cup is linked to the owner’s cultivation. If the cup could condense such high-quality spiritual dew in the secret realm, he wouldn’t need to bother causing mortals to conspire against each other to obtain souls for replenishing Spiritual Power.

"Yes!" She nodded cheerfully and turned back into the God Demon Prison.

Changtian was standing by the Demon Transformation Spring, smiling as he waited for her to come in.

Ning Xiaoxian handed over the cup, watching as he took it and drank it in one gulp. Alas, could he not drink it all? After all, it was only a drop in quantity.

"How is it?" Her eyes sparkled, waiting for his feedback on the effect.

"Hmm—" He smacked his lips, "It doesn’t really taste like anything." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it with a recommendation ticket or monthly ticket at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.com.)