Chapter 256: Chapter 148: Senior Sister Advances, Divinity Transformation Possession
Thunder Pool workshop, Zheng Fa’s small courtyard.
Spiritual materials filled the room everywhere, lush and green, transforming Zheng Fa’s Quiet Room used for cultivation into a flowering chamber.
Zheng Fa sat on the couch, his eyes looking at the spiritual materials, but his mind was still thinking about the two senior sisters.
After these two senior sisters returned, they only instructed him to cultivate diligently, then they left without caring for anything else—even the usually greedy Yuan didn’t spare these spiritual materials a glance.
Oh, perhaps she didn’t dare to look, afraid that if she did, she wouldn’t be able to continue her path.
He shook his head and stopped thinking about it, beckoning with his hand, a Thunderbolt Vine flew into his fingertips.
Zheng Fa stimulated the Spiritual Power in his hand, slowly absorbing the Spiritual Energy from the Purple Lightning Vine, his Divine Sense following this energy flow, plunging into his Dantian together.
Inside the Dantian was still a square Thunder Field, with a sowhat thick Fusang Wood growing on it.
The Fusang Wood was entirely crimson, faintly emitting a hot air from it.
This hot air spread from the Dantian to his limbs, seemingly strengthening his physique day by day.
But this was far from enough to change Zheng Fa’s opinion about the Fusang Wood…
This Divine Wood has consud who knows how much spiritual energy from spiritual materials since it settled in his Dantian, yet it grew extrely slowly, instead dragging his cultivation progress down.
Sure enough, as soon as the spiritual energy from the Purple Lightning Vine was integrated into the Thunder Field, it was imdiately devoured by the Fusang Wood.
This thing hasn’t changed at all!
Zheng Fa refused to believe it—traded for twenty thousand Heavenly rit, a whole room of spiritual materials, couldn’t make this thing budge even a little?
…
The sun gradually set in the sky, and more than eighty percent of the spiritual materials in the room had been used.
Even Zheng Fa felt sowhat exhausted, but the Fusang Wood in the Dantian remained unchanged.
Zheng Fa knew that this thing was a Divine Wood, of very high quality, but it was too difficult to cultivate!
Just when he was feeling sowhat desperate, the Fusang Wood suddenly shook, and the red on the trunk began to coalesce into a hint of gold.
At this mont, a five-colored bud ford on top of the Fusang Wood.
The petals of this bud were tightly wrapped together, as if nurturing so precious treasure.
At the very mont this bud appeared, Zheng Fa felt a shock of Spiritual Power throughout his body, converging towards the bud.
His Divine Soul felt like the grass and trees in the mountains encountering sweet rain, rapidly surging.
Zheng Fa’s Divine Sense had already reached the limit of the Foundation Establishnt Stage—covering a hundred zhang radius.
Now breaking through once more, directly entering the range of the Golden Core Stage.
Expanding from a hundred zhang to ten li radius.
Then from ten li to a hundred li radius.
Until about a hundred and ten li, his Divine Sense growth slowly stopped.
Looking inside again, the bud had ford, the five-colored petals gently swaying on the branch.
Thunder Flower…
This was the third stage of the Divine Sky Thunder Control True thod, also symbolizing that Zheng Fa had stepped into the threshold of the late Foundation Establishnt Stage, just needing to accumulate Spiritual Power, and wait for the Thunder Flower’s fruit—the Golden Core to condense, to achieve Core Formation in one fell swoop.
He calculated, it had been barely more than half a year from Foundation Establishnt to late Foundation Establishnt Stage—hardly slower than Qi Cultivation!
Of course, the most important factor was the existence of the Heavenly Stele Realm, granting Zheng Fa spiritual material resources unattainable by others…
While he was stabilizing the Spiritual Power inside his body, a drop of dew suddenly seeped out from the bud?
Dew?
Zheng Fa was stunned, his Divine Sense gently touched this droplet, and imdiately understood the origin of this dew—it was called Fusang Spirit Dew, a byproduct of the Fusang Wood absorbing the essence of heaven, earth, sun, and moon.
This thing was not very useful to Zheng Fa.
But for fire attribute Demon Beasts, especially those that leaned towards Yang-type fire attributes, it was extrely useful—if those Demon Beasts consud this Fusang Spirit Dew, it could purify their bloodlines, possibly even aiding in their advancent.
This Fusang Spirit Dew was not just a single drop, in the future, probably every month, this bud would condense one drop.
With a thought from Zheng Fa, the Spiritual Dew appeared on his fingertip.
The sunlight from outside the window shone in, making this Spiritual Dew shimr golden.
Accompanying the dazzling sight, was the Little Golden Crow that flew into Zheng Fa’s room from outside the window.
“Give it to !”
“I want to drink!”
“Just a sip!”
It went mad, stretching its neck towards Zheng Fa’s fingertip, its beak extending long.
But Zheng Fa ruthlessly held it by the neck, giving it a feeling as if its beak was lengthy yet unreachable.
Zheng Fa thoroughly examined the Little Golden Crow.
This bird… well, although it hadn’t transford into a human form, its mind wasn’t lacking at all.
When it first arrived by Zheng Fa’s side, it seed to talk freely without reservation.
It even helped them capture that mber of the Demon Race.
But afterward, it refused to speak any more…
Only pretending to be a common crow in the workshop, mingling everywhere.
Zheng Fa suspected, if it weren’t still craving his body, this Golden Crow would have probably run away long ago—after all, that Demon Race with Qiongqi lineage did say, the Qingyun Great Saint was coming.
This Little Golden Crow probably wasn’t optimistic about the Jiushan Sect, having so other thoughts.
Staying here, just to freeload off his body!
Not a good bird at all!
And still wants to drink the Spiritual Dew?
As if there aren’t other good birds in this house!
“Yuan Senior Sister!”
Zheng Fa moved his Divine Sense, transmitting his voice to the good bird playing in Zhang’s courtyard.
…
Yuan Senior Sister was initially enjoying so snacks in Zhang’s courtyard.
Zhang sat beside on a chair, browsing through the books Zheng Fa had sent over earlier, sotis pausing midway seemingly with a sudden realization, contemplating deeply.
When Zheng Fa transmitted his voice, both of them thought sothing had happened, their Divine Thoughts slightly moved, instantly arriving in front of Zheng Fa’s Quiet Room.
“Zheng, what happened?”
Yuan Senior Sister asked anxiously.
Zheng Fa blocked the Little Golden Crow with his hand, the Little Golden Crow, mad like before, unwaveringly lunged towards the Spiritual Dew on Zheng Fa’s fingertip.
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