Chapter 607 - 87: Continuing the Divine Cultivation Technique

「Ten days later.」

In the underground cavern of the Mountain Peak Dojo.

Wang Ping now finally understood what the light screen panel meant by ’assimilating a Third Realm Primordial Spirit requires a great deal of time’. At his current rate of refinement, this single Earth Dragon Primordial Spirit alone would likely take over twenty years.

In his current state, he could refine two Primordial Spirits at most at once. Combined with the need to cultivate Spirit Veins and gather enough ’compatibility’ for his breakthrough, the total time required would be immense. Exactly how long would depend on the compatibility gained from each attempt to advance.

Therefore, after several days of contemplation, Wang Ping decided on a two-pronged approach. First, the Primordial Spirit refinement had to continue. Second, he would continue to use the puppet in the Qi Fortune Array to perform its daily calculation and gather sufficient data.

’Of course, what’s even more important is a slot for the Fourth Realm!’

Next came the second step of the Divine Cultivation Technique: refining the spirituality of faith into the light of a Divine Technique. This process was similar to Qi Cultivation. It involved using the natural spirituality generated by the body’s limbs and meridians to attract the spirituality of faith, which would then be absorbed into the Qi Sea to be cultivated.

However, Wang Ping didn’t know if this method would affect the Wood Spirit that already existed in his Qi Sea.

"Yu Lian!" Wang Ping turned his head to look at the Dark River ahead.

"What is it?" Yu Lian’s enormous head emerged from the water, a pair of vertical golden pupils staring at Wang Ping.

"I’m going to try refining the spirituality of faith. I need you to be my Guardian!"

"You’re finally willing to try?"

Yu Lian shot out of the Dark River, causing a splash. It then quickly shrank its body and landed on Wang Ping’s shoulder, urging, "Open the Divine Technique Formation!"

Wang Ping chuckled, first reaching out to stroke Yu Lian’s head. He then summoned the ten Celestial Swords from his Primordial Spirit. As streaks of golden light flashed past, a tattered map appeared at his feet.

Yu Lian immediately used Tengyun to rise into the air, connecting to Wang Ping’s Primordial Spirit Consciousness to communicate with the faith consciousness within the array and read about their interesting lives.

Wang Ping also closed his eyes to calm his mind. It didn’t take long for him to settle his thoughts. He then called up the Divine Secret Technique, read it through carefully once more, and sent out his Primordial Spirit, using his physical Spirit Body to absorb the surrounding spirituality of faith just as he would during Qi Cultivation.

It went more smoothly than he had imagined. The moment Wang Ping’s consciousness emerged, the spirituality of faith immediately mingled with his own. It then flowed along the Grand Circulation formed by his limbs and meridians, converging in the Qi Sea of his Dantian.

"Mmm..."

Wang Ping felt an exceptionally comfortable warmth fill his body and shoot straight toward the crown of his head, causing him to let out an unconscious groan. This was the first time in his entire cultivation journey that he had ever felt so pleasant.

But in the next moment, the spirituality of faith he had gathered in his Dantian and Qi Sea immediately dissipated into nothingness.

It didn’t merge; it simply vanished into thin air.

"What’s wrong?" Yu Lian, who had been reading the thoughts of the believers, sensed Wang Ping’s emotional shift and turned her head to ask.

"It’s nothing. I thought this step of my cultivation would be simple, but I was wrong." Wang Ping called up the light screen panel for the Divine Secret Technique. The instructions were perfectly clear: he needed to refine the spirituality of faith in a state devoid of joy or sorrow.

’In other words, I can’t have any human response to the warm and comfortable sensation brought by the spirituality of faith!’

This sounded simple, but it was incredibly difficult in practice. A person’s reactions to certain stimuli are instinctual and almost impossible to control. For example, when you eat something delicious, your mind subconsciously registers it as ’tasty.’ But when refining the spirituality of faith, he couldn’t even have that kind of instinctual perception.

Wang Ping looked at the "one attempt per day" reminder on the light screen panel and suppressed his impatience. He didn’t try to refine it again. Instead, he decided to use the spirituality of his physical body and Primordial Spirit to perceive the faith spirituality in the Divine Technique Formation while maintaining a state of ’self-restraint.’

In cultivation, years pass like days.

In the blink of an eye, winter arrived, and the Spring Festival was once again approaching.

After this period of practice, Wang Ping had mostly overcome his body’s instincts and could now maintain the spirituality of faith within him for at least Half an Hour. However, this was not enough time to complete a full Grand Circulation.

One day, as Wang Ping was preparing for his Divine Technique cultivation as usual, he suddenly felt a stir within him. Forming a hand seal, he activated the Luck-Borrowing Talisman. He then reached out, and an invisible consciousness abruptly descended, forming a connection with the Wood Spirits of the world. Dozens of images then flooded his mind.

’So this is how the Luck-Borrowing Talisman can be used!’

The images Wang Ping saw were the results of his calculations, sent from the Qi Fortune Array he had placed on a small island in the sea south of Mozhou Road. They weren’t prophecies, but rather calculations of the future. There were dozens of such outcomes, and if he were to continue calculating from them, they would branch into hundreds or thousands more.

He opened the light screen panel. The calculation data had jumped by two points, now reading (3/100). At the same time, however, the Qi Fortune Array on the island had been destroyed.

Wang Ping didn’t plan on using that array again. The recent calculation had caused a strong fluctuation in the Wood Spirit. If anyone was looking, they could easily trace it back to the island. He had already chosen the location for his next Qi Fortune Array: deep within the waterways of Sanhe Prefecture.

"Aren’t you cultivating the Divine Technique today?" Yu Lian asked curiously, seeing that Wang Ping hadn’t moved for a long time.

"I am!"

Wang Ping stabilized his emotions again and, before long, entered a state of ’self-restraint’.

The moment the spirituality of faith entered his Qi Sea, he once again felt the familiar warmth. After this long period of adaptation, however, the sensation no longer triggered an instinctual human reaction from him.

Maintaining a disciplined rationality, he skillfully controlled the energy, circulating it through his limbs and meridians. Before he knew it, he had completed a Grand Circulation, and a golden thread as fine as a strand of hair had formed in his Qi Sea.

’Success!’

Wang Ping opened his eyes and extended his left hand. A ball of pale golden light instantly appeared in his palm. The light then transformed into a sword gleam that flashed before him.

SCRAPE

A sound like scraping stone echoed out. In the light of the Lighting Array, a sword mark was etched into the ground.

Yu Lian finished her communication with the believers, looked at the sword mark on the ground, and said, "I can’t feel any fluctuation of magical energy. This Magic seems to have appeared out of thin air."

Wang Ping shook his head. "It’s not that magical. Feel it again, more carefully." After speaking, he once again gathered the Divine Technique light into a sword gleam and slashed out.

"There’s an unusual spiritual fluctuation. So Divine Techniques use spirituality to cast spells... The world is truly vast and full of wonders!" Yu Lian exclaimed.

"To be precise, it uses the will of the masses as a guide and my own Divine Dao as a medium to cast," Wang Ping corrected.

"Oh! Do it again!"

"You’ll have to wait for me to recover. Those last two strikes used up all the Divine Technique light in my body."

"Is it really that draining?"

"..."

As they chatted, Wang Ping suddenly looked up. Two guests had arrived at the Mountain Peak Dojo—two very unexpected guests. They were Zi Luan’s disciples, Hongyuan and Qin Zifeng.

And the news they brought was even more surprising and shocking to Wang Ping!

Zi Luan was missing...