“What a great treasure!” Su Bai grew excited as he looked over the Chaos Fire Seed’s panel. His current body was still that of an ordinary mortal, making his cultivation speed painfully slow—this had been the biggest problem plaguing him for over sixty years. But now, as long as he used this Chaos Fire Seed, he could instantly shed his mortal shell and be reborn. It was a heaven-sent opportunity.
“Use it!” Su Bai said silently in his heart.
In that moment, the Chaos Fire Seed swiftly merged into his body.
At once, his entire body radiated a Dao resonance, filled with the laws of heaven and earth. His spiritual roots were being strengthened at an astonishing rate.
At the same time, he felt a tremendous increase in his affinity with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth—especially the fire-attribute spiritual energy. His affinity for it had reached a terrifying level.
Even with casual absorption, fire-attribute energy flooded into his body like rivers surging into the ocean. In an instant, his cultivation broke through to the 3rd stage Qi Refining Realm.
Su Bai was moved to tears.
Damn, so this is what it feels like for a top student solving problems?
For the past sixty years, his cultivation path had been like peeing against the wind and soaking his shoes.
But starting today, he could once again pee with the wind and hit three meters away.
Ziyun, standing nearby, felt a vast, ocean-like aura erupt from Su Bai’s body in just an instant. Though not overwhelming, it was incredibly deep and powerful, as if it came from a primeval beast of ancient times.
She actually felt a pressure from his bloodline.
“So this is Senior Su’s real strength? To think he possesses such a profound bloodline!” she thought. “And he can conceal all of it in daily life… such strength is truly unfathomable.”
Ziyun was stunned. Her wide eyes were filled with amazement.
Having fused with the Chaos Fire Seed, Su Bai had now become an Innate Fire Body. He deliberately suppressed his aura.
That majestic presence vanished, and Su Bai once again appeared as the same old man as before.
However, his cultivation had risen from the 1st to the 3rd stage Qi Refining Realm. After all, he didn’t plan to hide his cultivation—just his physique.
Ziyun remained calm, but the spirit beasts in the Beast Taming Garden were completely stunned.
Especially the flying tiger Dahei, whose Qiongqi bloodline had been enhanced by Su Bai. As a descendant of an ancient Divine Beast, its bloodline was extremely powerful, and normally, few could suppress it.
Dahei’s proud expression softened as he thought, “As expected of my master—his strength is unfathomable.”
Now, this tiger king, which had undergone a mutation and grown a pair of fierce beast wings, lowered its head and wagged its tail like a dog. It looked less like a fierce beast and more like a loyal husky trying to please its owner.
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Spirit Sword Peak.
Elder Yu Jian was now 188 years old and a 3rd stage Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator. Barring any accidents, he had about 20 to 30 years left to live.
But to break through to the Golden Core Realm and extend his life in that time was nearly impossible. The bleak outlook made his already bad temper even worse.
“Feng’er, I heard you led more than a dozen junior brothers down the mountain. You’re about to attempt the inner sect assessment, yet instead of focusing on your cultivation, you stirred up trouble!” Elder Yu Jian scolded sternly.
Most of his descendants lacked talent, and only this nephew had the potential to reach the Foundation Establishment Realm, so he had invested much effort into Gao Feng and always held him to high standards.
As soon as Gao Feng heard his uncle questioning him, his heart sank.
He had led the others down the mountain, which would’ve been fine if he’d won—but he lost. With his uncle’s temper, he was sure to get severely punished.
But facing Elder Yu Jian, Gao Feng didn’t dare lie. “Uncle, it’s not that I was incompetent, but the other guy was just too fierce!”
“Don’t call me uncle. Use my title in formal settings!”
“Yes, Elder Uncle.” Gao Feng said with a bitter face, “That guy’s cultivation is much lower than mine, but the treasures he used were ridiculous!”
Elder Yu Jian’s brows shot up, and his expression darkened. “He’s just an outer sect disciple working in the Beast Taming Garden for extra spirit stones. What good treasures could he possibly have? You have an entire set of low-grade magical artifacts—are you telling me he used mid-grade ones?”
“Uncle, do you know what he hit me with? He used a True Divine Flame Talisman!” Gao Feng looked aggrieved.
Just one of those talismans was worth 100 Spirit Stones—it was outrageously extravagant to use it in a fight. This was a blatant economic suppression!
Elder Yu Jian’s anger finally began to ease.
If he had lost to a True Divine Flame Talisman, it couldn’t be blamed on Gao Feng’s lack of skill. Even as a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator himself, he had to be cautious facing such a deadly talisman.
A cold smirk crept across the elder’s face as he thought. This chapter is updated first at g.com.
That outer sect disciple from the Beast Taming Garden is not ordinary.
To possess such a treasure, he must either have a powerful backer or be hiding some secret. Though one of the three great elders of Spirit Sword Peak, Elder Yu Jian was always strapped for money.
With no hope of reaching the Golden Core Realm, he had turned to pursuing influence and status, always seeking the next step up.
But to become an inner sect elder required serious networking—and money. A lot of it.
“If I can squeeze something out of this outer sect disciple, it’d be a nice windfall,” he thought. He didn’t believe a mere outer sect disciple could have any significant backer. If he bullied him, so what? This windfall was destined to fall into his hands.
“That outer sect brat dared to lay a hand on my nephew? He’s got guts!”
“Gao Feng, lead the way. I’ll go meet him personally.”
Hearing his uncle’s command, Gao Feng didn’t dare refuse and obediently led the way.
…
Outside the Beast Taming Garden, a crowd had already gathered.
Many disciples had heard that Gao Feng from Spirit Sword Peak had been beaten up, so they came to watch the show. Gao Feng had always relied on his uncle’s power to bully the weak and fear the strong.
Naturally, he wasn’t well-liked. Many were gleeful to hear he’d been thrashed.
But now Gao Feng had not only shown up again—he’d brought his uncle along. Faced with this stern outer sect elder, none of the disciples dared to speak.
The dozen or so Beast Taming Garden disciples quickly bowed with flattering smiles when they saw Elder Yu Jian.
But he didn’t even glance at them.
With his status, there was no need to show courtesy to a bunch of menial laborers.
One of them had just taken out a voice transmission talisman to notify Su Bai inside, but Elder Yu Jian flicked his finger, instantly turning the talisman into ash.
“Hmph, how arrogant!” he sneered. “Just a Beast Taming Garden manager, and I’m supposed to wait for his summons?”
With that, Elder Yu Jian strode inside with his people—no one dared stop him.