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Cheng Shu didn’t understand why his words elicited such a response. He quickly squeezed out a smile. “This is the good fortune of a sinned cultivator.”
Very quickly, cultivators from outside the palace came to invite Lu Yuansheng to the ceremony.
Cheng Shu followed Lu Yuansheng. They made their way through the teleportation array and arrived at a destination with which Cheng Shu was previously unfamiliar.
Here was a boundless black swamp, with a statue that made a profound impression on him rising into the sky, sitting enshrined in the middle of the swamp.
Above the statue were twenty-four arms, and on each arm stood a figure radiating an aura that seemed unfathomably deep.
The sect hierarch of Tianmen Cult, Ning Daohuan, was at this moment seated atop the statue, looking down upon all beings.
Beneath him were the Tianmen cultivators dressed in their red and black Daoist robes, standing one by one in the swampy field.
There were no extravagant decorations, nor were there any complicated ceremonies.
The investiture ceremony of Lu Yuansheng began right here, in this swampy field unknown to outsiders.
Mysterious yet solemn, grand yet serene.
For a moment, Cheng Shu was profoundly struck as well.
The East Saint’s dwelling.
South Lake’s shore.
The chicken farm.
Bu Chan gently pushed open the main gate of the chicken farm and saw a monkey sitting cross-legged on a broken wooden stake not far away. Its fluffy ears twitched slightly, but its eyes remained closed.
She knew in her heart that this Mountain Moving Ape had recognized her identity just by detecting her through the formation and the gate.
“I always feel like this guy isn’t just a Class I top grade Beast like senior brother said…” Bu Chan murmured to herself, then casually tossed a few Blue Fire Fruits toward it.
The ape slightly extended its hand, and the spirit fruits flew into it as if guided by an unseen force.
It then opened its eyes, emotionlessly popped the fruits into its mouth, and immediately closed its eyes again, resuming its meditative state.
At a glance, it looked like a quiet and abstinent old monk.
Having grown used to this, Bu Chan walked to the edge of the newly extended pond and dumped a large basket of Blue Fire Fruits into it.
From the once calm water, black shadows immediately emerged, followed by the heads of several large spirit turtles breaking the water surface, jostling for the fruits up in the air.
In particular, two Azure Spirit Turtles as big as horse carriages were causing the most ruckus.
Even Fantong, who was exceptionally large itself, seemed like a juvenile turtle seedling in front of them.
One of the massive turtles dove, and instantly half of the ponds’ water was splashed up.
However, the beads of water splashed into the air were instantly frozen in place by another turtle that had extended its neck, only to be drawn back into the pond.
The small pond had taken on a heart-stirringly majestic visage.
But Bu Chan paid it no mind. After feeding the spirit turtles, she moved on to another pond.
Sensing her arrival, movements began to stir within the water.
Seeing the slippery figures occasionally showing through the water, she steeled herself, then threw a dozen or so dead spirit chickens into the pond.
In an instant, several straight, earthy-yellow figures shot through the bodies of the spirit chickens like arrows, quickly dragging the chickens under the water as the water filled with red.
Each spirit chicken was being wrestled over by several eel-like figures with glistening yellow-black bodies.
Despite having seen it countless times, Bu Chan still felt nauseated by the feeding habits of these spirit beasts in the pond.
“Next time, I’ll have senior brother come to feed them. Or we can have the Human Puppet do it. I really don’t know why senior brother would want to raise these loaches.”
Pushing her puzzlement to the back of her mind, she went on to check the chicken coops in the chicken farm. Confirming that everything was in order, she headed back to the small wooden house.
Just as she was about to knock on the door, she heard a familiar voice from inside the house: “Come in, junior sister.”
Bu Chan immediately pushed the door open.
She saw a familiar figure seated on the wooden bed, a smile on his lips as he looked at her.
“Senior brother, I found the Red Gold Fire’ you wanted…”
As she was speaking, Bu Chan suddenly froze. A look of shock crept into her eyes. “Senior brother, have you… achieved the three elements of essence, qi, and spirit fusion?”
“Your eyesight is astute, junior sister.”
Wang Ba didn’t feel the need to hide this from her, the one who shared his bed. He nodded slightly.
His heart was filled with emotions.
For the past seven years, besides studying The Way of Beast Tamer, he had been single-mindedly cultivating.
Without any distractions, he finally managed to polish his cultivation base to the peak of Qi Refining Stage X.
The subsequent fusion of the three elements of essence, qi, and spirit, however, was unexpectedly simple.
Even though ‘fusion of the three elements’ wasn’t an option in his lifespan consumption choices.
He managed to harmonize the essence, qi, and spirit on his own, each element abundant and vibrant on its own, naturally merging together seamlessly.
He thought it over carefully and felt the result was not without reasons.
‘Essence’: he consumed chicken essence daily, so his essence was self-sufficient.
‘Qi’: he never consumed any elixir, and his mana was all gained through chicken essence and self-cultivation, flawless in its own way.
‘Spirit’: he used the “Book of Yin God’s Grand Dream” as his foundation, and the power of the Yin God in Yin’s Government was overflowing, equally abundant. The fusion of the three elements came naturally.
After this, he could try breaking through the bottleneck and establish his foundation anytime he wished.
He was actually preparing to seclude himself in the market’s cultivation room.
“Although ‘Breaking through the Foundation Establishment bottleneck’ appeared as an option in my lifespan consumption choices, it only needed a little over two years of lifespan…”
“Better be safe than sorry.”
Though he was eager to break through the Foundation Establishment bottleneck, the closer it got, the calmer he became.
He thoroughly reassessed his condition to nip any loopholes in the bud.
“Senior brother, I’ll stir-fry some dishes right away to celebrate!”
Bu Chan was bubbling with excitement. Without waiting for Wang Ba’s response, she quickly left the cabin.
Wang Ba could only let her go.
They were just celebrating between the two of them. He thought of it as a way to relax before his breakthrough.
They hadn’t talked much recently since he had been busy cultivating.
While he was thinking, he suddenly looked up and saw that a sound transmission talisman had arrived.
After reading the contents, Wang Ba looked confused.
“Bai Yu? He’s coming to visit?”
Without spending a moment more thinking, he quickly decided to take back all the noticeable spirit beasts from the chicken farm.
A Class II lower grade Mountain Moving Ape;
Two Class II lower grade male Azure Spirit Turtles;
A Class II lower grade Phoenix-feathered Chicken, Yi 2;
A Class II lower grade Black-feathered Chicken, Bing 1;
Class II middle grade Phantom Chickens, Jia 15 and Jia 16…
And ten Class II upper-grade Spiritual Ghost Eels..