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Chapter 543: I Hope I Didn't Disturb Anyone
Chapter 543: I Hope I Didn't Disturb Anyone
With utmost care, Chu Ning took out the True Spirit Manual and began to study it once more. Half a day later, he put away the manual and sat atop the Golden Thunder Eagle, commencing his cultivation.
Earlier, in front of Master Han Song, Chu Ning hadn't wanted to cultivate for too long. He had only started to get a feel for it.
Although he had confirmed that the True Spirit Manual was authentic, he was still unsure if his spiritual sense was strong enough for him to cultivate it.
Now, Chu Ning began to circulate his spiritual sense once more, following the cultivation method outlined in the manual.
To his relief, his spiritual sense flowed smoothly according to the manual's instructions, without any hindrance.
"This True Spirit Manual is incredibly profound. However, the real challenge in cultivation lies in the strength of one's spiritual sense.
The fact that I can begin cultivating it now also indicates that my spiritual sense has reached the Late Nascent Soul stage."
Chu Ning was delighted inwardly.
However, he felt that it might also have something to do with the Spirit Infant Technique he had been practicing, which had further strengthened his nascent soul.
Ever since arriving on the Tianmu continent, Chu Ning had been cultivating this Spirit Infant Technique tirelessly.
Over the past two months, although his nascent soul hadn't grown by much, it had visibly enlarged to a certain extent.
As a result, Chu Ning's spiritual power, physical body, and spiritual sense had all improved significantly.
After all, the foundation of a Nascent Soul cultivator's power was built upon their nascent soul.
Shaking off these distracting thoughts, Chu Ning continued to cultivate the True Spirit Manual.
A day later, Chu Ning opened his eyes and immediately checked the proficiency panel in his mind.
True Spirit Manual (10/640000)
"Cultivating this True Spirit Manual is truly difficult. With my current spiritual sense, I only managed to gain 10 points after a full day of non-stop cultivation.
This means that even if I cultivate this technique non-stop, it will take me at least a hundred and eighty years to perfect it.
Not to mention, it's unrealistic for me to cultivate only a single technique without interruption."
With this realization, Chu Ning couldn't help but feel astonished.
However, he had no idea that if Master Han Song and the others from Xuanling Sect found out that he could cultivate the True Spirit Manual with his Mid Nascent Soul cultivation, they would be left dumbfounded.
Not to mention Chu Ning's claim that he could perfect the technique in less than two hundred years.
Even some of the Late Nascent Soul cultivators from Xuanling Sect hadn't achieved that feat.
At this moment, Chu Ning took out a bottle of pills from his storage bag, poured out one, and consumed it.
"Fortunately, I prepared some pills for strengthening spiritual sense before leaving Jiuhua Sect.
But it looks like I'll need to find some treasures that can enhance my spiritual sense as well."
Chu Ning mumbled to himself and continued cultivating the True Spirit Manual.
With the help of the spiritual sense-boosting pills, Chu Ning indeed felt an acceleration in his cultivation progress.
Each day, he could now gain around 15 points in proficiency, an improvement of nearly 50%.
It had been a long time since Chu Ning had cultivated a spiritual sense technique, and he found himself unable to stop.
A month later, Chu Ning, riding on his Golden Thunder Eagle, arrived near a mountain range.
"This place is only a thousand miles away from Yuanlang Mountain. If we go any further, the Golden Thunder Eagle might be detected.
But since I'm here to pay my respects, it's fine.
There's no need to use the Stealth Spirit Technique to sneak in. It's better to just show up openly."
With that thought, Chu Ning signaled for the Golden Thunder Eagle to continue flying forward.
After flying another five hundred miles, Chu Ning sensed a spiritual sense sweep over him.
"A spiritual sense range of over four hundred miles. I wonder if this is the limit of that Yuanlang Master.
If he's using his spiritual sense to its fullest extent, then my spiritual sense is not far behind his."
Chu Ning muttered to himself as he continued flying forward.
At that moment, on a stone pavilion atop Yuanlang Mountain, several Nascent Soul cultivators sat facing each other.
Among them was a man in a blue robe, with black hair tied casually behind his head. His eyes were deep, and his face gave off a subtle air of arrogance.
At this moment, he glanced at the people in the pavilion and frowned slightly.
"Did you invite a stranger without telling me?"
As soon as he spoke, the other Nascent Soul cultivators exchanged glances, looking confused.
A cultivator around the same age as the blue-robed man, dressed in a Taoist robe, asked, "What do you mean, Brother Yuanlang? We're all here, and none of us invited any strangers.
Did any of you fellow daoists invite someone else?"
As the Taoist-robed cultivator finished speaking, the others shook their heads.
Hearing this, the frown on Yuanlang's face eased slightly.
"Perhaps there's another cultivator passing by. But they're riding a spiritual beast directly towards this place.
Could it be that they don't even know about my cultivation grounds?"
Upon hearing Yuanlang's words, the others also looked curious.
Immediately, they sent out their spiritual senses to investigate.
The rest were Mid Nascent Soul cultivators, and their spiritual senses were not as powerful as Yuanlang's.
However, as Chu Ning was riding the Golden Thunder Eagle and had already flown some distance forward, their spiritual senses were able to detect him.
The group of people present couldn't help but express their surprise.
"Oh? This man is flying straight towards this place."
"He looks so young, yet he's already at the Mid Nascent Soul stage. He seems unfamiliar, I wonder where this cultivator is from."
"It looks like he's noticed us, but he doesn't seem to intend to stop."
At this moment, Chu Ning was also slightly astonished in his heart.
"There are so many Nascent Soul cultivators in Yuanlang Mountain.
This is good; since I'm here to propose a transaction, it's better to have more cultivators as witnesses. Perhaps Yuanlang Shangren will find it harder to refuse."
With that in mind, Chu Ning recalled the Golden Thunder Eagle and turned it into a fleeing light, rushing towards Yuanlang Mountain.
Chu Ning's actions were tantamount to declaring that his target was Yuanlang Mountain.
The Nascent Soul cultivators in the stone pavilion fell silent, curious to see what this unexpected visitor was up to.
It didn't take long for them to sense Chu Ning's arrival outside the mountain gate.
Soon, a disciple approached with a jade slip and handed it to Yuanlang Shangren.
"Chu Ning?" Yuanlang Shangren scanned the jade slip with his spiritual sense and then glanced at the Nascent Soul cultivators present.
"Fellow Daoists, have any of you heard of this name before?"
Everyone shook their heads, and the old Taoist priest asked, "Brother Yuanlang, what brings this Daoist Chu here?"
"He says he wants to trade treasures with me." Yuanlang Shangren coldly huffed.
"It seems that the reputation of my Yuanlang Mountain is not resounding enough, attracting all sorts of people to my doorstep."
As he finished speaking, he crushed the jade slip with a slight squeeze of his hand, turning it into powder.
Chu Ning had imprinted a mark on the jade slip, and he believed that with such proximity, Yuanlang would surely sense it when he destroyed the slip.
This action also conveyed a clear message.
Indeed, outside the mountain gate, Chu Ning immediately sensed the destruction of the jade slip, causing his eyebrows to furrow slightly.
He had listed quite a few treasures on the slip, including items obtained from Nascent Soul stage cultivators and the claw-shaped magical artifacts and the Yin-Yang Scythe obtained from Hei Luo Mojun.
Yet, Yuanlang Shangren didn't seem the least bit interested, flatly rejecting him.
The next moment, Chu Ning spoke up:
"Fellow Daoist Yuanlang, I, Chu Ning, sincerely wish to trade treasures with you. Since you've invited so many fellow cultivators here, why refuse me at your door?"
Chu Ning channeled his spiritual power, and his voice resonated throughout Yuanlang Mountain.
Hearing this, Yuanlang Shangren's face turned even colder.
"Get lost!"
A rebuke rang out from Yuanlang's mouth.
Chu Ning's eyes flickered at the response, and he calmly replied:
"Since you don't wish to meet, I'll have to come in and see you myself.
Fellow Daoist Yuanlang, I find your sect's protective array quite intriguing. If I happen to make it through, I hope you'll grant me an audience."
With that, Chu Ning took a step forward and entered the array.
Yuanlang Shangren's eyes widened slightly, and a hint of disdain appeared in his eyes, replacing the previous annoyance.
The other Nascent Soul cultivators in the pavilion exchanged glances, a smile appearing on their faces.
"This Daoist Chu is truly young and impetuous. Brother Yuanlang's array may not be as offensive as the protective arrays of the nine major sects, but it's incredibly intricate. Even a Nascent Soul stage cultivator in the late stage would find it difficult to break free once trapped.
We owe Brother Yuanlang for guiding us through the array each time we visit. This man is truly overconfident, boldly stepping into the array like this," the old Taoist priest shook his head and chuckled.
The white-bearded, plump elder beside him chimed in, "Indeed. With only a Mid Nascent Soul stage cultivation, he dares to challenge Yuanlang Mountain. This man is overly confident."
The other cultivators joined in, scoffing at Chu Ning's audacity.
However, as time passed, they noticed that Yuanlang Shangren's expression was becoming increasingly strange.
Although they couldn't sense the situation within the array as clearly as Yuanlang Shangren, they could vaguely discern something amiss from his changing expressions.
After a stick of incense's worth of time, when Yuanlang Shangren abruptly stood up from his stone chair, their hearts skipped a beat, and they were filled with confusion.
But just then, a figure appeared ten feet away from the stone pavilion, startling the group.
The young man scanned the five Nascent Soul cultivators in the pavilion before fixing his gaze on Yuanlang Shangren and giving a slight bow.
"Fellow Daoist Yuanlang, I hope I didn't disturb you and your guests."
The youth, clad in a white robe, wore a faint smile on his face. Who else could he be but Chu Ning?
(End of Chapter)
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