Cultivation Starts from Farming

Chapter 1009 - 433: Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure Limit; Entry Level Sword Intent Formation

Cultivation Starts from Farming

Chapter 1009 - 433: Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure Limit; Entry Level Sword Intent Formation

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Chapter 1009: Chapter 433: Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure Limit; Entry Level Sword Intent Formation

Xu Ping sealed Xuanmo True Monarch within the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Three late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

Xuanmo True Monarch was the pinnacle among late-stage cultivators.

Their complete Nascent Souls and pure Demon Essence and blood were unprecedentedly valuable supplements for the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Enough to push the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to the peak limit of a Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure, laying the most solid foundation for reaching the treasure realm.

After accomplishing all this, Xu Ping turned and walked towards the pool of Five Elements Divine Mud, beginning to split this treasure with Hongyi.

The process was calm and uneventful, distributed according to effort, without any disputes.

With the spoils divided, Xu Ping focused his mind and once again sought advice from the Nine Nether Elder: "Senior, this junior has a Spirit Treasure in hand and wishes to enhance its spiritual foundation in preparation for future tribulations."

"Do you know any secret techniques that could accelerate this process and enhance the treasure’s spirituality?"

Nine Nether Elder remained silent for a moment, seemingly recalling something, and then slowly spoke: "There is a technique called ’Spirit Descent Technique.’"

"It uses one’s own lifeblood as a guide, supplemented by lifespan as fuel, to burn and sacrifice, forcibly nourishing the Artifact Spirit, purifying its source. It can significantly enhance spirituality and strengthen the connection with its host."

He paused and looked at Xu Ping: "However, the cost of this technique is significant, and the loss of lifespan and lifeblood is not easily replenished by ordinary Pills."

"You must consider carefully."

Xu Ping’s eyes brightened upon hearing this.

Loss of lifeblood and lifespan?

For someone with nearly five thousand years of lifespan and blood as vigorous as a dragon, this was precisely the least of his worries.

As long as his strength could be enhanced, this expenditure was entirely worth it.

"This junior is willing to learn this technique, and requests Senior to impart it." Xu Ping nodded without hesitation.

Nine Nether Elder gave him a deep look without saying more.

He directly transmitted the full Spell of the "Spirit Descent Technique," its operational fulcrums, and the taboos to be noted, imprinting them all into Xu Ping’s Sea of Consciousness.

Having obtained the secret technique, the matter was settled.

The three of them stayed no longer and quickly left this turbulent place.

Upon parting, Nine Nether Elder reminded again: "Regarding the materials needed for the Nirvana Golden Body, once there is any precise clue, I will notify you immediately."

"The Star Palace seems to be accelerating their actions; we both need to hurry."

Xu Ping nodded solemnly: "I understand, Senior."

Immediately, they transformed into Escape Light and departed separately, disappearing into the vast outer seas.

...

Three months later, Xu Ping safely returned to Blood Bone Island.

In the underground cave mansion, inside the secret room.

Xu Ping sat cross-legged on a jade bed.

The first thing he took out was the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, shrouded in swirling evil qi, extremely eerie.

The banner’s surface was pitch black, as if it could absorb all light; the ten thousand souls flickered upon it, emitting unsettling wails and cries.

The main ghost emerged from the banner, now more solid in form, with a ferocious face. Black qi roiled around it, exuding a soul pressure comparable to top-tier late-stage Nascent Soul. Its ghostly eyes looked at Xu Ping with fear.

Xu Ping’s countenance remained calm, and he then took Xuanmo True Monarch out of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Xuanmo True Monarch showed extreme terror, yet could not produce any sound.

"Go."

With a thought from Xu Ping, the ghost let out an excited shriek, suddenly diving forward, opening its massive mouth, and swallowing Xuanmo True Monarch whole.

Boom!

Vast, pure soul power and Demon Essence erupted instantly within the ghost.

It let out screams of both pain and pleasure, black qi violently roiling around it, its aura visibly climbing.

Xu Ping’s eyes flashed, unleashing a Divine Sense as vast as the threshold of the Divinity Transformation Sect.

His Divine Sense, like an invisible large hand, firmly suppressed the ghost’s instinctive backlash impulse due to the power surge.

Moreover, he actively guided and assisted it in sorting and refining this powerful external force, burning and eliminating the impurities and resentment from Xuanmo True Monarch’s Nascent Soul, leaving only the purest essential soul power for the ghost to absorb.

This was slow, meticulous work, not to be rushed.

Time flowed silently in the cave mansion.

One year, two years...

A whole five years passed quietly.

During these five years, Xu Ping successively fed the Nascent Souls of the other two Star Palace elders to the ghost.

Each devouring was a leap in power and a process of risky refinement. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

The ghost’s aura grew increasingly terrifying, with black mist almost solidifying, around it evolved various hellish illusions, their roars causing the cave mansion’s Restriction to buzz.

By the end, the pressure it emitted steadily stood at the level of Nascent Soul Perfection.

It even faintly touched a higher boundary, giving a sense of unfathomable depth.

"Not bad."

Xu Ping looked at the fierce soul before him, surging with evil qi, and nodded with satisfaction.

Five years’ consumption of Divine Sense was enormous, but the results were remarkable.

However, he did not relax his vigilance because of this. The risk of backlash from a magic treasure with a drastic increase in power also grew exponentially.

"Suppress!"

Xu Ping uttered a low shout, enhancing the Power of Divine Sense once more.

His Divine Sense poured down like a galaxy from the ninth heavens, transforming into countless mysterious Restriction runes shimmering with pale gold light, layer upon layer etched onto the ghost’s core and the banner body of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

These Restrictions were far more complex and sturdy than before, containing Xu Ping’s profound understanding of Divine Soul and the Dao of Sealing.

Under the absolute suppression of the Divine Sense comparable to the threshold of Divinity Transformation Sect.

Although the ghost’s power surged, it still trembled, unable to muster any thought of resistance, only passively enduring these stronger Restrictions’ reinforcement.

After completing all this.

Xu Ping carefully sensed the condition of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

At this moment, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner’s power had reached a terrifying level, far surpassing ordinary Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasures, standing as the limit of this tier.

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