Prodigy Treatment

Cultivators in the Ancient Immortal Realm failed to purify their qi thoroughly because their techniques fell short.

But Chen Zhuo practiced the Myriad Woods Bow to Origin Skill, created by a Spirit Transformation Divine Lord and refined over thousands of years by more than twenty Nascent Soul True Lords. If impurities remained in his qi, all those Divine Lords' and True Lords' efforts would have been for nothing.

The fresh herbal scent also came from the Myriad Woods Bow to Origin Skill.

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To put it bluntly, in the Ancient Immortal Realm,

the Myriad Woods Bow to Origin Skill was a technique even Nascent Soul True Lords would fight to obtain.

Yet in the Immortal Estate World, a technique that could shake the cultivation world cost only a few hundred Spirit Coins for its complete Qi Refining portion.

It couldn't be helped. They were both cultivation worlds; the Immortal Estate had never meant to crush the other from a higher dimension!

As for reaching Qi Refining Fifth Layer in less than a year, there was little to explain.

It was all thanks to the drugs.

In the Immortal Estate, Spiritual Root aptitude was merely one condition on the road to immortality.

If you could tolerate the drugs and take enough of them, even cultivators with Heavenly Spiritual Roots would be left eating your dust!

The Immortal Estate World's fastest recorded breakthrough had taken three years and seven months.

A First Layer of Qi Refining cultivator, supplied with an unbroken stream of drugs by his Lineage,

had become a Golden Core True Person in less than four years!

The feat had rocked the entire Immortal Estate.

And those who reached Foundation Establishment within five years or became Golden Core True Persons within fifty were too numerous to count.

Great Purity University had prodigies who took drugs by the handful.

The main technical barrier now lay beyond Nascent Soul. Drugs for use after Golden Core numbered only thirty-odd varieties, and only three were suitable for Nascent Soul Cultivators.

Chen Zhuo gave nothing away. He merely scratched the back of his head and put on an endearingly simple look. "I came from the mountains, Senior Brother. I begged for food as a child and fought for scraps in the wild. A little over half a year ago, I found a corpse in the mountains and picked up a battered book. I followed it to cultivate and gradually began Qi Refinement. Only then did I realize a Qi Refining cultivator had died there."

"Later, I followed the map in the Storage Bag to Cloudford Market City."

Thousands had died in the Southern Wilderness mountains this past year. Let him investigate all he wanted.

Besides, Chen Zhuo doubted Zhao Shu would actually look into it.

What was there to investigate about someone's origins?

"You've had a hard time, Junior Brother."

Zhao Shu sighed. Whether the sympathy was genuine or feigned, Chen Zhuo couldn't tell. Zhao Shu continued, "With fortune like yours, Junior Brother, you'll lead the Nine Sects for the next five hundred years!"

Then Zhao Shu smiled. "What technique do you practice, Junior Brother? Might I take a look?"

Chen Zhuo's heart tightened.

After a moment's thought, he offered up the Everlasting Spring Art, Eleventh Edition. "I destroyed the handwritten copy. I'll recite it for you."

"Heaven and earth hold the primal essence; grasses and trees preserve their fragrance. Embrace the source and guard the one; let life endure as long as heaven. Breathe in the clear dew, absorb the dawn light. Wash away dust and murk; secure the immortal realm forever..."

Fortunately, after its many revisions, the Everlasting Spring Art still retained the wording from several earlier versions.

When Chen Zhuo had practiced it, he had often compared the old errors with the revisions. That was why he could recite it now.

Zhao Shu was somewhat surprised to hear it, but only somewhat.

It was plainly a basic Wood Attribute breathing technique for Qi Refinement, though a fairly profound one. Some Golden Core True Person had probably devised it for his descendants.

That was all.

"You'll have no trouble cultivating this technique through Foundation Establishment, Junior Brother."

Zhao Shu smiled. "But our sect also has the Qiwu Skycrying Sword Canon. It will strengthen your offensive arts."

Chen Zhuo's eyes lit up.

One of the reasons he had joined the sect was about to pay off.

He could upload the Qiwu Sword Sect's techniques straight to the Spell Repository and earn a fortune in Spirit Coins, all perfectly aboveboard.

It was the simplest, most direct way to make money—no detours!

Wait. Why the hell am I starting to sound like Little Jade?

"However, the Sword Canon is a secret text of our sect. I don't have the original on me. Once my martial uncles arrive, they can pass this heaven-propping art on to you."

Zhao Shu spoke warmly. He could have taught Chen Zhuo the Sword Canon himself, but he worried his own understanding might be lacking and lead Chen Zhuo to build a crooked foundation.

So he didn't dare teach it rashly. Better to wait for a Golden Core True Person.

With that, Zhao Shu took a wooden pendant from his Storage Bag. A rich fragrance filled the room the moment it appeared. "This Agarwood Pendant was a gift from my teachers when I first reached Foundation Establishment. Its fragrance calms the mind, steadies the source, dispels Heart Demons, and strengthens Divine Sense, making cultivation twice as effective with half the effort. I'm over two hundred years old now, so I'll pass it on to you, Junior Brother Chen."

Whoa, Senior Brother Zhao was in the army? He even met senior officers like his teachers!

Delighted, Chen Zhuo accepted the wooden pendant solemnly with both hands. It felt cool against his skin. "Thank you for the treasure, Senior Brother Zhao!"

Strengthened Divine Sense!

Those four words alone meant the pendant would fetch at least ten thousand Spirit Coins in the Immortal Estate World!

Was this how a prodigy was treated?

Nice!

"Cultivate here for now, Junior Brother. I'll activate the Spirit-Gathering Formation. Don't leave the vessel for the next few days. The Southern Barbarian Twenty-Eight Tribes have been eyeing our Southern Wilderness Nine Sects like tigers watching prey. The person who tried to attack you in public earlier was one of their people."

Zhao Shu took out a porcelain bottle and placed it before Chen Zhuo. "These are Ten-Thousand Breaths Qi-Stabilizing Pills, refined by Fellow Daoist Huang of the Qingding Sect. A single batch yields only thirty-odd pills. They're just what you need to strengthen your foundations and nourish your essence!"

He's giving me pills too?

For a moment, Chen Zhuo didn't know what to say. He was about to cup his hands in thanks, but Zhao Shu had already left the room.

The next instant, formations activated on both sides of the room!

A powerful Defensive Formation enveloped it in a flash. Not even a fly could enter or leave.

"What's this? House arrest?"

Chen Zhuo frowned and inwardly cursed his luck. But then he felt the Spiritual Qi around him surge wildly!

"What's going on?!"

His eyes widened. After steadying himself for a moment, he took out his Spirit Message Jade Slip.

[Current Spiritual Qi concentration: 14.32.]

Chen Zhuo: ???

No way.

Spiritual Qi concentration of 14.32?!

Holy shit.

Chen Zhuo surrendered on the spot.

So this is what a Spirit-Gathering Formation in the Ancient Immortal Realm is like?

So this is the supreme treatment an Immortal Dao prodigy gets?

In that moment, Chen Zhuo felt that pretending to be a prodigy had been a stroke of genius!

A scene like this called for a poem!

He wouldn't copy one. He would write it himself!

After all, endlessly copying poetry had no style. Chen Zhuo planned to write an autobiography someday. How embarrassing would it be if later cultivators read it and discovered none of the poems were his own?

After racking his brains, his eyes lit up. "I've got it!"

"Once I had no knack for Cultivation; folks watched me shake my head.

"Today they found my Heavenly Spiritual Root; straight to the clouds this Daoist sped!"

When he finished, Chen Zhuo felt that even if he couldn't match Li Bai or Du Fu, he was surely on the level of the "Little Li-Du," Li Shangyin and Du Mu.

Then Chen Zhuo opened the porcelain bottle and sniffed a Ten-Thousand Breaths Qi-Stabilizing Pill.

Its medicinal fragrance greeted him.

But...

"Not much kick to it. The Ancient Immortal Realm has everything going for it, but these pills are way too weak!"

With that, Chen Zhuo pulled the Electronic Cigarette from his Storage Bag and took a deep drag, instantly sinking into bliss.

"Ah! Enlightenment!"

"With Spiritual Qi concentration at 14.32, this is exactly when I should be taking huge hits from my Electronic Cigarette and injecting Injection Fluid into my veins!"