Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

One breath,

Two breaths,

...

Seven or eight breaths had passed, and the Spiritual Peach Tree Branch and the stake seemed as calm as before, showing no signs of anything out of the ordinary.

Seeing this, Zhao Jijian grew anxious and couldn't help but ask, "Chonghe, has it failed?"

To coordinate with this whimsical experiment, the Zhao family had already paid a considerable price.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Not to mention the Purple Mist Jade Dew, just the three fallen green peaches, which could be exchanged for ten thousand Spirit Stones each once they matured.

"Don't rush, wait a bit longer."

No sooner had Zhao Sheng finished speaking,

Suddenly,

The ground trembled, and a humming sound seemed to emanate from beneath the earth.

At that moment, one could see the Purple Mist Jade Dew at the crack of the stump sinking rapidly as if there was an invisible large mouth swallowing it voraciously.

"It worked!"

Zhao Sheng shouted in surprise.

However, at this moment, the verdant and dripping Spiritual Peach Tree Branch visibly darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if a great deal of life force had been drained from it...

"Quick, pour in the Jade Dew!" Zhao Sheng's complexion drastically changed.

Before the words faded, Zhao Jijian's right hand motioned, and the Purple Mist Jade Dew instantly flew out from the Jade Purifying Bottle on his hand, forming a stream that accurately fell into the crack.

Zhao Sheng also took a step forward like an arrow, pouring the remaining half bottle of Jade Dew into it without hesitation.

But they had still underestimated the strong yearning for life force and Spiritual Energy that a mysterious Spirit Tree, dormant and dead for countless years, had upon awakening.

In just a few breaths, the equivalent of three bottles of Purple Mist Jade Dew had been completely consumed.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng gritted his teeth and took out the remaining seven bottles of Purple Mist Jade Dew, handing them over to Zhao Jijian.

Meanwhile, his expression was solemn as he held up the Small Circulation Talisman Plate, and with a rapid flicker of his thoughts, a total of eighteen Spring Breeze and Rain Talismans immediately turned to ashes.

In an instant, a vast vortex, formed as intense spirit light burst into the sea of mist centered around the slope area, seemed to take shape both slowly and quickly.

Two breaths later, a giant vortex resembling a massive Dragon Tornado, descended slowly above Zhao Sheng's head, and with his thought's quick flicker, a spirit cloud brimming with strong vitality quickly formed below the vortex.

Then, small water droplets began to fall from the spirit cloud,

When the raindrops, rich with abundant vitality, fell onto the stump, it was like they fell onto desert sand, and were absorbed in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng's face changed again.

The next instant, another nine sets of eighteen Spring Breeze and Rain Talismans turned to ash.

Then, the third batch, the fourth batch

...

Zhao Sheng might not have known, or he might have known and couldn't care less at that point.

As he released a large number of talismans, the Dragon Tornado vortex's range grew larger and larger, eventually affecting areas a hundred miles away.

This time, the commotion was indeed quite significant, startling an unknown number of demon birds and Fierce Beasts.

What's more, some Cultivators who were affected by the disturbance were also alarmed by this anomaly.

Some chose to stay far away, but others, bold and regardless of their own lives, rushed towards the site.

On their way, they inevitably clashed with groups of demon beasts that were drawn in.

Thus, numerous battles between humans and demons erupted within a hundred miles of the slope area.

As for all sorts of anomalies happening outside the slope area, Zhao Sheng had no time to care about them.

As the seventy-two Spring Breeze and Rain Talismans were depleted, Zhao Jijian also emptied six bottles of Purple Mist Jade Dew from his hand.

If the last bottle poured in still wasn't enough, he would only have the last nine Second-Order Gan Lin Talismans left in his hand.

But to tell the truth, Zhao Sheng had experimented before and found that the effects of the Gan Lin Talismans weren't much stronger than the stacked eighteen Spring Breeze and Rain Talismans.

"Keep pouring!" Zhao Sheng clenched his teeth and decisively ordered Zhao Jijian, who nodded solemnly and then poured the last bottle of Jade Dew into the crack.

Zhao Sheng was about to activate the last wave of talismans.

Suddenly, his eyes burst with astonishing brilliance, and his face showed an expression of extreme delight.

Because at that moment, the wooden stump finally had a second response.

One could see the crack suddenly writhing, and in the blink of an eye, it healed, and the Spiritual Peach Tree Branch finally grew together with the stump.

At this time, faint white light gradually emerged from the growth rings of the stump, and a halo also appeared on the leaves and branches of the Spiritual Peach Tree Branch, making it look incredibly mystical.

"It's alive! Chonghe, it's finally alive!" Zhao Jijian jumped up excitedly, his expression extremely animated.

After spending so much over the years, they finally saw a glimmer of hope.

Zhao Sheng, suppressing his excitement, circulated his Spiritual Power and continued to maintain the current state of the spirit cloud.

Gradually, the spirit rain became heavier and heavier. The wooden stump was no longer as indiscriminately ravenous.

The water drops rich in life force rolled down to the base of the Spiritual Peach Tree, eventually forming a small puddle.

At this time, Zhao Xuanjing suddenly ran out of the cave in a fluster, looked up, and shouted to the two men, "Uncle Seven, Fourth Ancestor, the tree roots in the cave... the roots have come to life!"

"Hmm, I know!"

Zhao Sheng, with most of his attention on the Spiritual Peach Tree, nodded nonchalantly.

The revival of a mystical Spirit Tree is bound to produce some strange phenomena; this was not unusual.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xuanjing scratched his head in frustration and said, "But the Spiritual Energy in the cave has just been drained by a large amount, and the concentration of Spiritual Energy has declined greatly!"

"What?" Zhao Sheng's eyebrows furrowed.

"Not good, some demon beasts have broken into the Illusion Array"

Just then, Zhao Jijian's face suddenly changed, and the Red Rainbow Sword shot out abruptly, disappearing into the outer cloud mist.

The next second, the Red Rainbow Sword, carrying fresh crimson blood, flew back and hovered above Zhao Jijian's head.

"Chonghe, quickly stop casting! If we're late, it'll be too late."

Upon hearing this, a shock went through Zhao Sheng's heart, and he immediately waved his hand to release seven or eight streams of Spiritual Power, quickly dissipating the spirit cloud above their heads.

The Dragon Tornado vortex, now lacking the support of Spiritual Power, also quickly calmed and dissipated.

"Fourth Master, what's the situation outside? Can the Flowing Cloud Illusion Array hold on?"

Zhao Jijian's Divine Sense had already expanded to its maximum range, with every movement within dozens of feet under his control.

He said with a grim face, "The Formation can hold on. Demon beasts below the third-tier can't peer through the illusions of the array unless they blindly charge through it. But now there are many demon beasts wandering around the slope. If one of the big fellows is drawn here, that would be bad trouble."

Zhao Sheng knew that the so-called big fellows were referring to powerful demon beasts at the Golden Core Level.

Golden Core Level demon beasts have developed a sense similar to Divine Sense, and simple illusions created by a Second Order Flowing Cloud Illusion Array would hardly confuse them.

"Let's hide inside the cave for now, and leave the rest to fate," Zhao Sheng said, knowing he was taking a risk, but such is the path of cultivation—a road filled with perils and obstacles. If one isn't willing to take even this small risk, then there's no point in pursuing cultivation.

Then the three of them, each with different expressions, walked into the cave. Zhao Sheng and another stepped back voluntarily, while Zhao Jijian stood by the edge of the cave, the Red Rainbow Sword radiating with spiritual light, ready for battle.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Jijian's sword lured away two demon beasts on three separate occasions.

Three quarters of an hour later, his sword struck twice, killing a First-stage Rock Scorpion.

After an hour, the demon beasts around slowly dispersed, and although the slope suffered minor damage, it remained largely unscathed.

A month later, Zhao Jijian left the slope, carrying a Storage Bag full of spirit soil and three carefully selected Spiritual Medicines, filled with joy.