Slowly and meticulously, he put on his clothes and returned to the black-robed Yan Zhuixing with long hair draped over his shoulders. He slowly sat on the side of the bed and silently watched Hipster's face gradually recover its rosy color. He couldn't help but gently reach out to touch her face. Hipster seemed to sense it. Her eyelids moved slightly and she seemed to murmur in her sleep, "Don't leave me …"
Yan Zhuixing was frightened by this sound and withdrew his hand. He suddenly held his head with both hands and let out a hysterical silent cry. His expression was extremely painful. He didn't know what happened to him just now. Why did he desperately vent his unhappiness on a mortal woman and almost kill her?
When Hipster's breathing completely stabilized, Yan Zhuixing sat on the side in a daze. His expression was dark and gloomy. No one knew what he was thinking. He stared at Hipster's sleeping face and murmured, "Hipster, I hope there will not be a day when you hate me."
Suddenly, footsteps came from outside Wenqing Palace. Yan Zhuixing suddenly looked up and his face returned to indifference …
Surrounded by a group of people, the new emperor, Wen Hao, came to Wenqing Palace under the guidance of the eunuch of the Department of Rites. There was no other reason. After hearing the eunuch's quiet report, his sister hid in Wenqing Palace and cried her heart out, but the guards didn't let him in to check. Wen Hao, who was deeply in love with his sister, found an excuse to get away from the empress dowager and hurried to see her, afraid that his sister would really cry and hurt her health.
This time, the guards at the door didn't stop them. They held their sabers at their waist and half-knelt to let Wen Hao and the others into Wenqing Palace. The maids in the palace all knelt down. Wen Hao walked out of the room and suddenly turned back to shout at the people behind him, "Wait outside!"
However, the Nascent Soul cultivator Wen Bai who was his personal bodyguard still followed him to the door. It wasn't that the Wen family couldn't spare experts to protect the emperor, but because of Wen Lanfeng's reputation, no cultivator dared to break into the Bi Wan Kingdom's palace to cause trouble. Therefore, the experts with good cultivation hid in the Wen family's sacred land to cultivate.
"Royal sister!" Wen Hao knocked on the door several times, but there was no reply. Wen Hao hesitated for a moment, then pushed the door open and walked in. As soon as he turned into the bedroom, he saw a quilt and a woman's underwear on the ground. What made him even more shocked was that a man in a black robe with long hair was sitting in front of the bed, staring at him coldly.
Wen Hao was shocked. "Who are you? Why are you here?" Suddenly, he saw the other party's eyes glowing red, and his consciousness instantly blurred …
When Wen Bai, who was guarding the door, heard the movement inside, his figure moved and immediately flashed in … The imperial bodyguard who followed him from outside also reacted quickly, quickly drawing his sword and waving it, he said, "Protect His Majesty." A group of guards pulled out their swords and rushed into the room. Who knew that just as they rushed to the door, they saw Emperor Wen Hao striding out and shouting in a deep voice, "Impudent! Princess Wenqing is not feeling well. Without zhen's summon, no one is allowed to disturb Princess Wenqing's rest. Retreat to the outside of Wenqing Palace for zhen. "Finished speaking, he turned around and walked back into the inner room.
"Yes!" The group of people retreated out of fear, and not long after, all the people who had just arrived had retreated to the outside of Wenqing Palace.
At this moment, Wen Hao and Wen Bai, who were in the bedroom, were bowing to Yan Zhuixing. "Greetings, master."
Yan Zhuixing looked at Wenqing who was sleeping soundly, got up from the bed, and waved at the two of them. "Let's go to the main hall and talk. Don't disturb her rest." When the three of them were about to leave the bedroom, Yan Zhuixing carefully closed the bedroom door.
Yan Zhuixing paced to the main seat in the main hall and sat down. He stared at the two people who were standing respectfully below him and asked, "How many cultivators are there in this palace? What are their cultivations? "Wen Bai immediately replied," Including me, there are four in total, and they are all Nascent Soul cultivators. "
"Only four Nascent Soul cultivators?" Yan Zhuixing was slightly startled, then felt that it made sense. Normal cultivators, even if they were experts at the final stage of Tribulation Passing, wouldn't dare to trespass into Bi Wan Nation's palace, so there was no need to be on guard as if they were facing a great enemy. So he frowned and said, "Don't tell me that when the emperor passes away and the new emperor succeeds the throne, the people in the Wen family's holy land won't care?"
Wen Bai replied, "That's not it. When the late emperor is buried, the ancestor of the Wen family, Wen Rui, will come on behalf of the ancestor to crown the new emperor, which means that the new emperor has been recognized by the holy land and is allowed to inherit the Wen family's throne."
"Wen Rui?" Yan Zhuixing pondered and said, "Is it the early stage Soul Formation cultivator Wen Rui, whose cultivation is only below Wen Lanfeng's?"
"Yes, it's him." Wen Bai replied. Yan Zhuixing's eyes flickered. "I've long heard of this person's name. When he comes to crown the new emperor, find a way to bring him here to meet me. If possible, I'd like to go with him to pay my respects to Senior Wen Lanfeng … Sigh! I want to thank Senior Wen Lanfeng and the Wen family disciples for taking care of me in Spirit Fang Valley! "
"Yes!" Wen Bai bowed and accepted the order …
Sitting cross-legged in a cave under the loess plain, Yue Qianchou had already thrown a small pile of depleted spiritual energy stones in front of him. Both of his palms were still holding a big handful of shiny black crystals, crazily absorbing spiritual energy, not daring to stop. If he stopped, the spiritual energy in his dantian would not be able to keep up with the absorption, and his meridians would twitch in pain due to the lack of spiritual energy.
Yue Qianchou's eyes widened as he stared at the small pile of depleted spiritual energy stones in front of him. As he threw out the two handful of depleted spiritual energy stones, the expression on his face was uglier than crying. If he did not calculate incorrectly, he had already used more than five hundred divine grade spirit stones. One divine grade spirit stone was equivalent to one hundred million high-grade spirit stones, so five hundred divine grade spirit stones was equivalent to fifty billion high-grade spirit stones …
'Oh my mother!' Yue Qianchou calculated in his heart, cold sweat dripping down his forehead. 'Fifty billion high-grade spirit stones, what kind of concept is that ah!' If he had not met Immortal Crocodile, the amount of spirit stones he had swindled from Yin Baikang would not have been enough, and he would have had to use the big pile of treasures he had found in the Demonic Ghost Domain.
Even if a cultivator had just stepped into the cultivation world and cultivated all the way to the peak Spirit Severing realm, he would not have needed fifty billion high-grade spirit stones! What the hell is going on with this broken cultivation technique? Why does it burn so much money? Moreover, it's still burning, does it want people to live?
If it wasn't for his good fortune, what would the consequences of cultivating the five elemental cultivation techniques be? Wouldn't he be whipped to death? F * ck! This world is really dark ah! Even cultivating is forbidden to the poor, isn't this bullying the poor?!
At this time, his dantian was like a bottomless black hole. Even after filling it with more than five hundred divine grade spirit stones' spiritual energy, it was still not full. It was still madly absorbing spiritual energy, with no signs of stopping. It was too scary. At this time, even Huang Xiaolong himself was unable to check the situation inside his dantian, and could only crazily transfer spiritual energy into it.
When the number of divine grade spirit stones reached six hundred, Yue Qianchou's heart was already numb. He mechanically took out spirit stones to absorb spiritual energy, and only cared about transferring the majestic spiritual energy into his body. Sitting there counting while absorbing spiritual energy, this was the only thing he could do at the moment. There was no point in thinking too much about it, he wanted to see how long this bottomless black hole would take.
He refused to believe that this bottomless black hole could absorb all of the one hundred million divine grade spirit stones Immortal Crocodile had given him. If there was really no other choice, he could only teleport to the Yellow Earth Layer's prison and ask Immortal Crocodile, that rich guy, to continue supporting him. He believed that Immortal Crocodile wouldn't be stingy, otherwise, if he died, the old monster would be trapped alive in the Eastern Holy Lands … Thinking of this, Huang Xiaolong's mind was at ease, no longer worrying about not having enough spirit stones.
By the time Yue Qianchou counted close to nine hundred pieces of divine grade spirit stones, the rate of spiritual energy absorption in his dantian suddenly slowed down. Yue Qianchou's eyes lit up. Coincidentally, when he reached nine hundred pieces of divine grade spirit stones, his dantian finally stopped breathing.
"Crash!" The dried up spirit stones fell to the ground. Yue Qianchou was speechless looking at them. It had been a long time since he could remember clearly, and he didn't take it to heart at that time. However, he remembered clearly that he had used around three hundred million high-grade spirit stones when he cultivated the Gold Arts on the Immortal Ascension Platform. Now, he actually used ninety billion high-grade spirit stones, which was equivalent to a three-hundred-fold increase. Based on this calculation, if he had a chance to cultivate the Wood Arts, would his spiritual energy increase by another three-hundred-fold?
Nine hundred times three hundred was equal to two hundred and seventy thousand divine grade spirit stones … Yue Qianchou sucked in a breath of cold air as he suddenly felt that his dantian was abnormally quiet. He quickly used his spiritual sense to check his dantian. Fortunately, the movements inside his dantian were no longer as loud as when he was absorbing spiritual energy. His divine sense was able to detect the movements inside his dantian.
At this time, the amount of true essence inside his dantian was as thin as mist. Although the little boy's Nascent Soul was still the same size, it had turned into a middle-aged man, looking exactly like Yue Qianchou. Sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, the four-colored crystal bead that had stopped spinning started to spin again, pulling Yue Qianchou's dantian along with it.
The spinning speed became faster and faster, dazzling the eyes of those watching. In the end, the things inside his dantian reminded Yue Qianchou of a picture of Saturn from his past life's textbooks. The Nascent Soul that looked like him was spinning into a round ball, resembling Saturn itself, and the four crystal beads resembled the rings of Saturn's moons. Moreover, they were multi-colored rings, extremely beautiful.
All of a sudden, a loud 'boom' resounded in his dantian, akin to the Big Bang. The rings of light around the four crystal beads suddenly expanded, and the perfectly round Nascent Soul in the middle exploded into a cloud of dust, filling his dantian in an instant. The dust from the explosion rushed out of his dantian, entering every meridian in Yue Qianchou's body.
In that split second, Yue Qianchou finally experienced what it meant to be sweet after suffering, feeling so comfortable that he let out a moan. He felt that his whole body was full of explosive energy, a kind of powerful energy that he had never experienced before, so powerful that it felt like it was going to rush out of his body. His bones and veins were stretching and contracting with a creaking sound. It was a pleasant feeling of reaching the sky in a single bound.
He opened his eyes abruptly, and they flickered with a bright light. He was filled with unprecedented confidence. Yue Qianchou took a deep breath and closed his eyes again to check the situation inside his dantian. With just one glance, he was immediately stunned. He saw that the four-colored crystal beads were spinning at a moderate speed, and two Nascent Souls that looked like him appeared in it. They sat back to back with their eyes closed, inhaling and exhaling the aura inside his dantian to refine it …
Yue Qianchou immediately remembered what Nongzhu had told him about the three souls and seven spirits. The Nascent Soul was the Life Soul of the three souls and seven spirits. When another soul was born from the Life Soul, it would be the Heavenly Soul, which was the sign that one's cultivation had entered the Divinization Stage …
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