A night of cultivation made Li Yi feel a significant change in himself. A silvery glow from deep within his bones was overflowing and seeping into his blood. After the transformation of his blood, it nourished his internal organs and his physique grew stronger, and even his height increased.
Apart from that, the influence of being a genetic warrior was still present. Even if Li Yi did nothing, his body was slowly transforming.
Li Yi felt that it wouldn’t be long before he beca a muscular man over two ters tall.
Indeed, the type of world in which one cultivates determines what kind of person one becos.
"After being imbued with divine blood and becoming a genetic warrior, and also practicing the Evolution thod, the body consus too much energy. In just one night, I’m already unbearably hungry," Li Yi felt he had beco a glutton, and drinking several bottles of Transcendent nutritional liquids was useless; at most, it just filled his stomach with fluid, enough to keep him from starving to death.
He must find a better source of food, or the persistent hunger would hinder his progress in strength.
"I wonder what those powerful beings in this world eat?" With this thought, Li Yi stepped out of his room, planning to scrounge a al in Xiu Xiang’s residence, to taste the cuisine of the Otherworld.
He wandered around the grand residence.
With his keen sense of sll, he detected a fragrance of food.
Following the scent, Li Yi arrived at a place similar to a kitchen. Soon, he saw many muscular servants bustling around a large pot, from which steam and radiant light were erging. Blocks of at were tumbling inside, emitting a strange fragrance that made him feel invigorated just by slling it.
It was hard to imagine how much Qi-Blood essence this piece of at contained.
"What kind of at is this?" Li Yi asked one of the servants.
The servant was about to answer, but then an old man with white hair and beard, bending and leaning on a wooden cane, ca over.
"Master Nanshan," the servants all greeted him with respect.
Master Nanshan stroked his beard and smiled, "Da Yi, this is the at of an eight-hundred-year-old Jiao Dragon, bought by the rchant Master from Beihuai City yesterday."
Li Yi imdiately rembered.
He hadn’t expected that after the Jiao Dragon was skinned for armor, its body was used for stewing.
"Old man, do you know ?" Li Yi looked at the elder called Master Nanshan, whom he had never t before.
"I am a guest in the rchant Master’s house. I inquired about the servants and learned that a Divine Blood Warrior nad Da Yi arrived yesterday," Master Nanshan said, then added, "Yesterday there was an unusual phenonon in your room, did you know?"
An unusual phenonon?
Li Yi was taken aback, then realized it must have been due to absorbing too much cosmic energy while practicing the White Bone Temple Cultivation Skill last night, causing the energy to gather and not dissipate, creating so peculiar scenarios.
"I was cultivating yesterday."
He didn’t want to explain too much, to avoid further complications.
But then Master Nanshan asked, "What is cultivation?"
This question baffled Li Yi for a mont, and he didn’t know how to respond. anwhile, a speculation erged in his mind.
Could it be that this world had no concept of cultivation?
But that seed impossible.
How could a world with deities possibly lack cultivation?
However, looking at the inquisitive gaze of Nanshan Ye, Li Yi couldn’t help but gradually doubt his own guess. Perhaps this world indeed lacks systematic cultivation because its level of civilization is not high, and its inhabitants are naturally strong with unimaginable physical and bloodline strengths.
Cultivation might not really be widespread.
"How do ordinary warriors beco stronger?" Li Yi did not answer imdiately, but instead asked in return.
Nanshan Ye smiled and said: "Rigorous training and brutal combat, honing their physique and willpower in the face of life and death, undefeated in a hundred battles, naturally, they beco strong."
"What about people like you, Nanshan Ye, who might not have a strong physique or whose bodies have aged? How do they beco stronger?" Li Yi asked again.
"Observe the wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, manipulate the changes of the four seasons, comprehend the principles of yin and yang of heaven and earth, prepare for contingencies, and let the heart form spontaneously. Once stability is achieved, heavenly light is born, thus one can control all things," Nanshan Ye explained.
"..."
Li Yi couldn’t understand at all, lanting the disadvantages of being uneducated in his lifeti.
"Could you demonstrate?"
Since he couldn’t understand, perhaps he could at least understand by watching.
Nanshan Ye smiled, then lifted his staff and with an effortless wave, a piece of Jiao at stewing in the pot flew over, caught by his staff, and he then began to eat it heartily.
At that mont, Li Yi understood what was ant by stability generating heavenly light.
That heavenly light was clearly the glow of the soul.
When Nanshan Ye cast the spell, the power of the soul called upon cosmic energy, interfering with reality and creating the ability to manipulate objects. This ability could be small, as in fetching objects from afar, or great, such as controlling the wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, and that was the principle behind spells.
Indeed, all forms of cultivation share the sa essence.
"You eat too, this at is very delicious," Nanshan Ye then waved once more, and a piece of Jiao at flew in front of Li Yi.
Li Yi caught it and also took a big bite, finding it incredibly delicious, although the stewing was a bit underdone, not quite tender, and imdiately after swallowing a mouthful, he felt his Qi-Blood surging, his body as if placed in a furnace with a burst of burning air about to erupt.
This was a typical case of overnourishnt; his body couldn’t handle the imnse Qi-Blood essence contained in a single mouthful of Jiao at.
But soon, as the blood in his body flowed and circulated, a large amount of Qi-Blood essence was consud, transforming into nutrients that nourished the growth of his Divine Blood.
The hunger inside his body had now completely disappeared, and Li Yi felt a sensation of being full.
Filled by just a bite of at?
Now, Li Yi understood what the people of this world consud for food; it turns out they eat dragon at and mutant beast at.
Glancing at Nanshan Ye, he saw him finishing a piece of Jiao at in just a few bites and still not satisfied, grabbing another large piece of at and enjoying it imnsely.
Li Yi found this astonishing.
This old man consuming so much at indicated his extraordinary strength because if one wasn’t strong enough, the massive influx of Qi-Blood essence would burst them.
"Da Yi, you still haven’t answered, what is cultivation?" Nanshan Ye asked while eating, smiling.
Li Yi pointed and said: "This is cultivation."
"Eating?" Nanshan Ye sincerely asked: "Please enlighten further, Da Yi."
Answer?
I’m not highly educated, how could I answer?
Li Yi was constantly pondering at this mont. Suddenly, he thought of sothing and once again pointed to a warrior outside and said, "What about those who eat at?"
Without a second thought, Nanshan replied, "Brave and fierce."
Li Yi then pointed to several maidens, "They do not eat at but grains, what about grain-eaters?"
"Wise and clever," Nanshan replied again.
At this ti, Li Yi pointed towards the sky outside, "What about those who consu Qi?"
"Consurs of Qi?"
Nanshan looked at the at in his hand, then at the steaming grains in the pot, and then at the vast expanse of the world outside.
He gradually fell into thought, but felt sothing was missing, keeping him just shy of enlightennt.
This feeling made Nanshan anxious. Respectfully and devoutly, he bowed deeply to Li Yi, "Please, Da Yi, enlighten ."
"Those who consu Qi are divine and long-lived," Li Yi said to Nanshan slowly.
"Divine and long-lived?"
Upon hearing this, Nanshan was thunderstruck, rooted to the spot. A flash of ultimate truth seed to erge, giving him a sense of enlightennt.
All the years of accumulated experience and insight were mobilized at this mont.
At this mont,
Nanshan understood the true essence of cultivation as well as the supre principle of transcending the mundane to beco divine.
"Haha."
He laughed happily, very excited and joyful, lost in a state of forgetfulness. Then, he threw down his cane, his body radiating light as he ran and flew away from there, heading for the residence of rchant Master Xiu Xiang.
Seeing this, Li Yi’s eyes twitched, "What startled him? I hope it’s not another case of madness."
He didn’t know why, but this scene felt very familiar, as if he had seen it before, and it no longer surprised him.
Nanshan ran so fast that even his shoes fell off.
So guests at the house were astonished by Nanshan’s behavior and hurriedly followed to inquire about the situation.
"Nanshan, what has happened? Why are you acting like this?"
"Nanshan."
One after another, the guests followed behind, worrying that this wise elder at the house had t with so mishap.
Yet, Nanshan kicked open the room door of rchant Master Xiu Xiang.
At that mont,
On the bed, the rchant Master was deep in sleep, with several beauties beside him, who were startled awake by the noise, and instinctively thought to call for the guards.
But then, he saw the hurried and flustered Nanshan, and was imdiately shocked, hurriedly shoving aside the beauties, putting on his clothes and anxiously said, "Nanshan, what brings you to ? Please instruct."
He was very respectful.
Because unless it was a matter of great importance, Nanshan would never kick the door open.
Even the wisest elder in the house acting in such a disturbed manner must an that sothing significant had happened. As a rchant master, Xiu Xiang didn’t need to know the reason, only how to handle it.
Nanshan did not respond, but rushed to the bookshelf next to the bedroom.
On that shelf was a scroll, its color bright red, made of red gold, inscribed with three characters "Beihuang Chronicles."
This was the chronicle that rchant Master Xiu Xiang had spent his life striving to write, hoping to make his na known through this chronicle, and beco a celebrated rchant.
After all, there are countless rchants in the world, but only he, Xiu Xiang, was capable of writing a chronicle.
This was an honor.
Of course, Xiu Xiang was not skilled in writing chronicles; he only made wealth, and the real chronicler was this elder, Nanshan.
Therefore, in the residence, Nanshan’s status was very high, incomparable to ordinary guests.
Nanshan picked up the scroll, sighed, "rchant Master, with the teachings of Da Yi, like a roc riding the wind, like a fish in water, your eternal renown begins today."
As he spoke, he took up a carving knife and began to modify this Beihuang Chronicles, adding three characters "Decisions of Yi" at the end.
Then he opened the scroll and began to inscribe.
"Yi asks: What about those who eat at?"
"Nanshan answers: Brave and fierce."
"Yi asks: What about grain-eaters?"
"Nanshan answers: Wise and clever."
"Yi asks: What about those who consu Qi?"
"Nanshan requests clarification."
"Yi declares: Those who consu Qi are divine and long-lived."
After finishing the inscription, Nanshan put down the carving knife, laughed, and said,
"rchant Master, now this chronicle is worth a fortune." After speaking, Nanshan handed the scroll back to Xiu Xiang.
Xiu Xiang was both shocked and delighted; he was very excited, his hands trembling.
He couldn’t imagine how adding just one sentence could suddenly make his chronicle enormously valuable?
What profound truth did that sentence contain, to revitalize a rather unremarkable chronicle like this?
Overco with excitent, he couldn’t wait to peruse it.
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