Ch 73 Part 1 – dical Holy Land (I)
April 27, 2021May 27, 2021By koffeam
That night, ng Qi didn’t sleep at all. The efficiency of the newly-learned cultivation technique was significantly higher, so she simply sat cross-legged on the bed and cultivated. Even without resting all night, she was full of energy the following day.
At breakfast, Sikong Xing couldn’t help but stared at ng Qi for a while and asked: “ng Qiqi, did anything good happen? I feel that you are in a good mood today.”
“It’s fine.” ng Qi slowly ate the porridge.
“Shall we go to the conference venue now?” Sikong Xing propped her cheek with her hand and asked again. She, ng Qi, and Su Junmo were sitting in the courtyard they rented, having a light and delicious breakfast placed on a stone table.
With Sikong Xing and Su Junmo’s cultivation level, it was the sa whether they ate or not. But Sikong Xing was a foodie. From Huajiang Manor to Xingluo City, she never missed a al, enjoying Three Thousand Worlds’ delicacies.
“Let’s go.” ng Qi lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes quivered twice.
She ca to Xingluo City for the dical Cultivators Conference. Even though there were people like Feng Alliance, there was also a sect like Canglang Academy among dical sects. Furthermore, no matter how arrogant Feng Alliance was, Xue Chengxuan’s high dical ability was also true. In regard to Xue Lingfeng, they were at a disadvantage because of their lack of knowledge about arrays.
ng Qi finished the porridge and put down the bowl, “Let’s go.”
Today was the first day of the dical Cultivators Conference. Outside Xingluo City, Xingluo Pavilion had set up a venue. When ng Qi’s group arrived, they saw a magnificent gate tower standing ten miles outside the city’s eastern side. This gate was very tall, with richly ornanted carved columns. White mist perated behind the gate like white clouds, truly resembled a heavenly palace.
Outside the gate, there were already a number of cultivators in various sects’ robes. So were Xingluo Pavilion’s disciples, and so were disciples from large dical sects. ng Qi also saw several young cultivators wearing robes with Feng Alliance emblem, standing together and talking in a low voice. On the contrary, other sects’ disciples, dressed in robes of various colors, gathered together regardless of their sects, talking and laughing quite relaxedly.
After taking a look, ng Qi walked into the gate with Sikong Xing and Su Junmo. Once inside, white mist perated, like the land of the immortals. Moving forward, her eyes suddenly widened. The three of them suddenly arrived in a beautiful valley, surrounded by green grassland and apricot forest with lush leaves and no flowers.
ng Qi looked around. This place was also ntioned in the bamboo slip Xue Jinwen gave her. Here was not the venue prepared by Xingluo Pavilion, but space belonged to dical Society Alliance, and also the holy land yearned by every dical cultivator of Three Thousand Worlds.
In her previous life, ng Qi had never attended dical Cultivators Conference before, but she had heard about this Apricot Forest holy land.
Many mats had been prepared on the grass. Right before their eyes, twelve mountain peaks rose from the ground. The mountain peaks were not high, and each of them seed to be cut off in the middle. On the top of the peaks were fairly open flat ground, with many apricot trees growing on it. The number of trees was different for each peak. The most middle peak had the most apricot trees, which were twelve. The peak with the smallest number also had seven trees.
ng Qi tilted her head slightly and looked over. The twelfth mountain peaks corresponded to the twelve ranks of dical cultivation. From the first rank to the ninth rank, then the three realms of Profound, Earth, and Heaven.
The dical cultivators in Three Thousand Worlds were declining year by year. Since the great catastrophe ten thousand years ago, there were hardly cultivators who crossed the boundary of the Great Ascension stage, let alone ascending. In this ten thousand years, not a single dical cultivator had broken through the ninth rank and entered the profound realm.
“The dical Cultivators Conference is here?” Sikong Xing asked curiously. She looked around, “It looks pretty simple and naturistic. Are these apricot trees?”
“Yes.” ng Qi nodded, “This is the holy place for dical cultivators, the Apricot Forest.”
“Wow!” Sikong Xing marveled. “Then these apricot trees will bloom and bear fruit?”
“Yes.” ng Qi smiled slightly, “dical cultivation is also divided into nine ranks, then the three realms of profound, earth, and heaven. It is said that if a dical cultivator wants to break through the ninth rank and enter the profound realm, except for possessing a superb dical talent, they also have to be recognized by the dical path itself.”
“I see.” Sikong Xing nodded, “So it seems that Three Thousand Worlds and Demon Realm is the sa. Our cultivation is also divided into nine ranks and three realms. However, it has long been known that breaking through from the ninth rank is very tough and difficult. Even the great celestial demon, even the royal clans, have not been able to break through for thousands of years.”
“Yeah.” ng Qi continued, “It is said that once a cultivator breaks through the ninth rank and entering the profound realm, the ten thousand flowerless apricot trees in this holy place would bloom at the sa ti, releasing their magnificent scent. At that ti, the cultivator can enter this place, and if they were injured, no matter how badly, they would recover instantly.”
Sikong Xing: “!!!”
“This is not all. According to the legend, when the cultivator reaches the earth realm, all flowers on the ten thousand apricot trees would wither instantly, and the branches would be covered with countless green apricots.” ng Qi continued, “If this great person can go further in their lifeti and reach the heaven realm, the green apricots would ripen, and beco an extrely valuable heavenly treasure. By adding just one of this apricot, the efficacy of any dicine will double.”
Talking about the great dical predecessors from the legend stirred ng Qi’s heart, and her eyes sparkled. In any case, having stepped her feet into the Apricot Forest holy land ant that her trip this ti was not in vain.
Sikong Xing and Su Junmo are not dical cultivators, and they didn’t feel the sa awe and yearning as ng Qi.
They looked around in a circle, then looked back at the road behind them. Many people had already gathered in the Apricot Forest. Compared with sword or spell cultivators, the majority of dical cultivators looked scholarly and elegant. Their outward disposition was gentle, and the air around them seed to contain a faint dicinal fragrance.
Sikong Xing took a deep breath and whispered, “Are all of them dical cultivators?”
“It should be so.” ng Qi nodded. She looked around, took three mats at random, and sat cross-legged.
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