I was too greedy.
Wen Zhixing shook his head with a smile.
On the path of cultivation, both the physical body and the divine soul are indispensable.
Having just stepped onto the path of cultivation, I’ve already obtained this immortal physique; what more could I ask for?
However, my body is immortal but not indestructible. It can still be worn away by the powerful.
Wen Zhixing fell into slight contemplation.
He had pinpointed the crux.
It’s no big deal; I just don’t know what my recovery speed is like now.
Wen Zhixing’s urge to court death began to flare up yet again.
Previously, his recovery speed was already at a freakish level.
Now, having undergone nirvana twice more.
Doesn’t that an...
"Sword Pill!"
Thinking thus, Wen Zhixing beckoned with his hand, and the Sword Pill zipped out from the side, landing in his palm.
The Life Defying Blood Body was taken aback. Where’s my sword?
"I’ll give it back to you," Wen Zhixing casually reassured it. This Sword Pill was originally his, so naturally, it would obey him without fail.
Previously, he lacked the realm to activate it.
But now it was different; he was already a noble cultivator of the Qi Movent Realm.
CLANG!
As Spiritual Qi was activated, golden sword light burst forth!
In Wen Zhixing’s hand, the Sword Pill transford into a golden Three-foot Green Peak.
Excellent sword!
Wen Zhixing tightened his grip on the hilt, his eyes gleaming slightly.
Imdiately after, with a flick of his wrist, he executed an elegant sword flourish, pointing the tip towards his own right chest.
With the sharp, cold gleam flashing, Wen Zhixing thrust forward with all his strength!
CLANG!
However, this ti, the usually invincible Sword Pill did not pierce through his chest.
After penetrating just an inch, it was forcefully stuck.
So hard!
A hint of joy flashed across Wen Zhixing’s face.
His physical body had reached a point where it could withstand a Spiritual Instrunt.
Imdiately, with a ntal command, he controlled his body to lower its defenses, only then allowing the Sword Pill to penetrate.
SPLASH!
The Sword Pill directly pierced through his right chest.
Standing aside, the Life Defying Blood Body opened its mouth wide, its eyes bulging.
No, what are you doing? Why are you cutting yourself again?
That’s strange, why doesn’t it hurt?
Yet Wen Zhixing was stunned, sowhat astonished.
Looking down, he realized that although his body had clearly been punctured, not a single drop of blood flowed out.
He raised an eyebrow.
Then the Sword Pill was slowly withdrawn, and even then, no blood flowed out.
The pierced wound was visibly healing at a rapid pace. In just an instant, it had already mostly healed.
This body...
Wen Zhixing understood.
His flesh was essentially equivalent to an invulnerable body; ordinary attacks could not harm him.
Wen Zhixing couldn’t help but chuckle. I’m afraid it would be difficult for those demonesses to drain dry now, even if I wanted them to. As long as I don’t allow it, no one can draw essence from . Even if I allowed them to try, their speed of essence absorption would likely be slower than my recovery rate.
Wen Zhixing tossed the Sword Pill back to the Life Defying Blood Body, and then felt his Sea of Qi vibrating.
Right, I seem to have condensed so sort of origin Qi.
He suddenly rembered.
The first strand of Spiritual Qi he condensed seed extraordinary.
Focusing his senses, he saw his Sea of Qi churning with tumultuous waves.
The origin Qi radiated an immortal spiritual rhythm, causing the Sea of Qi to expand continuously.
This origin Qi even has such an effect!
Wen Zhixing was taken aback.
A cultivator’s Sea of Qi is generally fixed in size.
This is closely related to an individual’s aptitude.
But now, Wen Zhixing’s Sea of Qi was expanding continuously.
The larger the Sea of Qi, the more Spiritual Qi it can naturally contain.
With infinite mana, how can anyone else compete with ?
Wen Zhixing’s eyes lit up.
Not to ntion his origin Qi, which was likely of a much higher grade than that of others.
The gains this ti were too substantial.
Wen Zhixing was completely satisfied.
Outside the house, the early morning sun was also rising slowly. Warm sunlight stread through the window lattice, bathing the room in radiance.
The weather was improving, and Wen Zhixing’s spirits lifted along with it.
"Hmm?"
Just at that mont, Wen Zhixing sensed soone approaching.
His senses were now extrely sharp.
It seems to be... Zhang Tiancheng... No, there’s soone else too.
Wen Zhixing’s ears twitched slightly as he identified the newcors.
Sure enough, after a short while, voices rang out.
"Wen, Wen."
Zhang Tiancheng was still calling out from a distance, just like before.
Wen Zhixing stepped out to greet them but saw another person following behind Zhang Tiancheng.
The newcor wore a coarse linen robe. He was tall and thin, with thick eyebrows and large eyes, giving him an appearance of simple honesty.
[Fortune Fragnt detected. Consu one month of life-span to collect it?]
A Fortune Fragnt.
Wen Zhixing focused his gaze and saw a gray Fortune Fragnt hovering above Zhang Tiancheng’s head.
It seed Zhang Tiancheng had recently gained so benefits.
The next mont, Wen Zhixing was taken aback.
He saw that the person behind Zhang Tiancheng also had so Fortune Fragnts.
Crucially, these Fortune Fragnts were incredibly dazzling.
There were three Fortune Fragnts in total.
Two shimred with an imperial purple light, while the third emitted a Blazing Gold radiance.
Purple, golden!
Wen Zhixing was stunned.
Damn! Although there aren’t many Fortune Fragnts, they’re all top-quality!
Collect, collect.
Wen Zhixing didn’t hesitate and imdiately began to gather the fortune.
If not now, then when?
Three tis in a row, without pause.
[Purple Fortune Fragnt 1.]
[Purple Fortune Fragnt 1.]
[Golden Fortune Fragnt 1.]
[Current Purple Fortune Fragnts: 4/4.]
[Current Golden Fortune Fragnts: 1/5.]
This feeling... is incredible!
Wen Zhixing let out a long breath, feeling utterly content.
This truly was a continuous stream of joyous events.
Zhang Tiancheng, seeing Wen Zhixing, quickened his pace and ca up to him.
However, before he could speak, Wen Zhixing took the initiative to ask, "Zhang, who is this?"
Zhang Tiancheng was startled, then grinned mysteriously, "Wang, why don’t you introduce yourself? This is Senior Brother Wen."
"I, Wang Shouzhen, pay my respects to Senior Brother Wen! I am eternally grateful for your life-saving grace!"
Upon hearing this, the man beside Zhang Tiancheng imdiately dropped to his knees and began kowtowing forcefully!
"I, Wang Shouzhen, will never forget Senior Brother Wen’s great kindness!"
Wen Zhixing was speechless, utterly bewildered. What in the world is going on? What’s all this?
Wen Zhixing stepped back half a step, caught off guard by the sudden prostration.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
Three more resounding kowtows followed.
The loud thuds snapped Wen Zhixing back to reality, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help him up. "Junior Brother, there’s no need for this. Please get up."
He was full of question marks.
He didn’t recognize this Wang Shouzhen.
I’ve never even t him, so where does this ’life-saving grace’ co from?
"Thank you, Senior Brother Wen."
Wang Shouzhen rose, his face filled with excitent. His forehead was bruised, with trickles of blood seeping out.
Are you alright...?
Wen Zhixing was speechless. This kid really kowtowed hard. Such an earnest fellow.
"It’s nothing."
Wang Shouzhen hurriedly waved his hand, his expression one of earnest nonchalance.
"Zhang, what’s going on here...?" Wen Zhixing asked, sowhat nonplussed as he turned his head towards Zhang Tiancheng.
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