As a grandmaster of alchemy and a Nascent Soul powerhouse, on the day An Ning conducted the Nascent Soul ceremony, it would not be an exaggeration to say that almost every respectable cultivator in the Profound True Realm traveled thousands of miles to attend.
Especially the handful of remaining Nascent Soul cultivators.
Not only was the entire West Fla City filled with festive joy, but every guest passing by also wore genuine smiles on their faces at this mont.
Ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators were one thing.
However, it was well known that the power of an alchemy grandmaster grows with their cultivation level, breaking free from forr limitations and stepping onto a new platform.
As a Nascent Soul powerhouse still able to exist strongly, everyone naturally had profound insights into the world, fully aware that under the current spiritual energy of the world, breaking free from the Nascent Soul bottleneck was already a fantasy.
With ti passing, even maintaining their original cultivation beca difficult. The sudden appearance of an almost genius-level alchemy grandmaster ant nothing less than rain after a long drought to these people...
Even the previously unprecedented lightning tribulation was, in their eyes, seen as the heavenly dao's ruthless expulsion against these struggling Nascent Soul cultivators.
That was why they targeted an alchemy grandmaster possibly advancing to Nascent Soul so fiercely, even once attempting to use the lightning tribulation to eliminate her.
One had to admit, perhaps due to long-standing grudges, these folks’ imaginations were quite wild at this mont...
Because of such thoughts, in less than half a day, several of An Ning’s storerooms were already packed to the brim. It was no exaggeration to say that all the rare spiritual treasures and earthly wonders from across the Profound True Realm were gathered here.
Among them, the most generous was undoubtedly second cousin Pandi. Glancing at the pile, which had grown significantly in just a few short years, there were many spiritual herbs and dicines of considerable age in her possession.
Such generosity made An Ning involuntarily twitch the corner of her mouth.
This lady really didn’t hide anything at all!
However, spiritual dicines, especially top-grade rare herbs like Ganoderma, could never be too many on her side.
After all, when soone’s offering, it’s hard to refuse. Seeing the eager expression, An Ning still handed over the solidifying spirit pill she had recently refined.
Even after repeatedly explaining that this pill could only alleviate but not completely eliminate the problem, Chen Bin still rejoiced imnsely.
As everyone expected, after advancing to Nascent Soul, even though so hidden dangers remained, the power was indeed far beyond before. An Ning even truly felt that right now, she was like a mighty force capable of leveling mountains and overturning seas—no longer a re legend...
Even in pill refinent, she was far more skillful than before.
One had to admit, this feeling was truly addictive.
At night, within the gauze curtain, feeling the surging fiery spiritual energy flowing through her ridians, the ice-coldness that had been dormant since the Nascent Soul formation finally slowly receded. Until the morning mist rose outside and everything ended, An Ning couldn't help but have a bit of sweat on her forehead. The previously restless spiritual energy also gradually cald down...
The air unknowingly beca a bit more humid.
In the darkness, sensing the burning breath of the person beside her, An Ning suddenly smiled lightly and said:
"By the way, recently I’ve gained so insight into pill refinent. I suppose that after so ti, even if we can't completely solve the problems on our bodies, we can suppress them with pills so they won’t affect cultivation anymore..."
The answer was a low hum of agreent. Just as An Ning thought the other wouldn’t speak again, she heard him say:
"The eighth day of next month is an auspicious ti. An Ning, would you be willing to walk the path of life with ?"
In the darkness, soone let out a few muffled laughs.
A few days later, unlike ordinary weddings, the cultivators’ joining dao ceremony was rather simple and rustic. Moreover, An Ning and Xiao Tan were not ones to care much about pomp and circumstance. Aside from West Fla City being lively for several days, they did not invite guests from outside.
Instead, the servants in the city, like A Yan and the others, were obviously happier. They wore smiles for days:
"I never thought we would really wait for this day!"
"Hehe, the maids even thought that the grandmaster and city lord would be sooner..."
In fact, it wasn’t only A Yan and the others before them; the vast majority of West Fla City felt the sa.
Everyone had witnessed how the two interacted over the years, and they were truly delighted for grandmaster An Ning.
This was also one reason why when the city treasure Jiaolong Armor shattered before their eyes, the elders did not say much.
Regarding this long-awaited joining dao ceremony, it was more like the dust settling than surprise and joy.
In any case, on this day, the entire city celebrated. The lights outside West Fla City’s gates remained lit for a long ti, never dimming...
Life after joining the dao was not much different from before. Except for frequent dual cultivation, even though they were close, one party did not hold back just because they were dao partners.
Extre yin and yang, each with a highly pure water and fire attribute body, were naturally the best constitution for dual cultivation. Despite the current spiritual energy waning so much, through diligent practice, their cultivation remained stable, and An Ning’s own cultivation even slightly increased.
However, to the system’s surprise, after that, it seed that the host had suddenly lost the desire for higher pursuits after Nascent Soul. Although daily cultivation was still diligent, as a companion, the system could see that the host’s true energy was almost entirely spent on swordsmanship and pill refinent.
"Then... Host, don’t you want to try? Maybe there really is a way to break through this realm barrier?"
"I already know how to break through the barrier..."
But unfortunately, it was forever impossible.
The mont the original host completely abandoned this world.
Looking up, seeing the sky these days unusually dark, An Ning suddenly let out a light laugh.
They say the Great Dao is fifty, and the heavenly mutations are forty-nine, but in the end, how many truly depend on that last fading 'one' that slips away?
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