Spiritual Energy Became a Stream, Mortal Impurities Seeped Out!

The instant Jun Wangchen tapped "Learn," an enormous flood of information poured straight into his mind.

"Those who cultivate immortality need not comprehend the Great Dao. They obtain one method from the Dao, one art from that method, and hold fast to their faith and resolve for the rest of their lives.

When the energies of the five elements mingle and converge, their physical forms become firm. The plagues of the eight evils cannot harm them. With peace and little illness, they attain immortality.

The highest immortals radiate divine light in all directions and manifest countless incarnations. What they attain is attained forever; what they realize is realized forever. Their divine powers are vast, their magical strength boundless. When heaven and earth close, they do not close with them, untouched by great calamities. When heaven and earth open, they create worlds and guide others to salvation..."

Seas become fields with a single thought, mountains and rivers shatter with a glance. Undying, indestructible, enduring as long as the world itself. So this is... an immortal? The images and text flashing through Jun Wangchen's mind made him feel as though a towering torrent had washed over him. For a long time, he could not shake off his awe.

Most people imagined immortals as beings who merely flew through the skies and possessed some magical powers.

But true immortals could fill an ocean with a speck of dust and cut down stars with a blade of grass. Their power transcended the laws of existence.

If I really can cultivate into an immortal, what in this world could still obscure my vision? At that moment, a goal suddenly took root in Jun Wangchen's heart. As soon as it emerged, it surged through his entire being and refused to fade.

Everyone harbored a dream of cultivating immortality, imagining themselves becoming immortals who looked down upon all living beings, undying and indestructible.

For Jun Wangchen, however, cultivation was not really about longevity. It was about aspirations and protection.

His aspiration was to climb higher and see a greater world.

Protection meant having the strength to shelter his family and friends in an uncertain future.

Taking a deep breath, Jun Wangchen cleared the distracting thoughts from his mind. Without dwelling on them further, he quickly immersed himself in the Mortal’s Cultivation Art within his mind.

The path of immortal cultivation began with Qi Condensation, followed by Foundation Establishment as the first step, Golden Core as the stabilizing stage, Nascent Soul as the developing stage, Spirit Division as the controlling stage, Integration as the explosive stage, Great Vehicle as the transcendent stage, and Tribulation Transcendence as the ascending stage.

Each cultivation stage was divided into four minor realms: early, middle, late, and peak. The higher the realm, the greater the strength.

Qi Condensation was the starting point of immortal cultivation. It involved sensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the early stage, absorbing that energy and tempering the body in Mid-Stage Qi Condensation, accumulating it and tempering the blood in Late Qi Condensation, and wielding it at the peak.

To sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, one first had to enter a state of calm through breathing and focus the mind on the Dantian.

In other words, one had to empty the mind and consciously direct one's thoughts toward the Dantian while breathing in and out. The mind could not wander, the breathing had to relax naturally, and the heart had to remain calm, until each breath became slow and even and intent united with energy.

The dorm room isn't suitable for sensing spiritual energy. I'll go to the rooftop of the Tree-Back Dormitory. Watching his three roommates howl like wolves as they played an online game together, Jun Wangchen gave a wry smile. He put away the Groundhog Phone, opened the door, and headed for the rooftop of the Tree-Back Dormitory.

There was hardly anyone on the rooftop of the Tree-Back Dormitory at night. Jun Wangchen chose a clean, tidy spot, relaxed his body, and sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. Resting his hands naturally on his knees, he banished all stray thoughts.

Perhaps because the Mortal’s Cultivation Art was so well suited to mortals, Jun Wangchen sensed the Spiritual Power of heaven and earth after just five minutes with his eyes closed.

My eyes are closed, yet I can clearly sense the Spiritual Power around me. I know how much there is and how quickly or slowly it flows. This is incredible. Like an explorer discovering a new world, Jun Wangchen kept investigating the properties of spiritual energy.

As the minutes and seconds passed, Jun Wangchen's breathing shifted from deliberate rises and falls to a natural rhythm. He no longer needed to consciously regulate it, because this way of breathing had already become a habit.

It was not only his breathing. Even his Dantian began to expand and contract, reaching a state of balance.

I've managed to sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. That means I'm now an early-stage Qi Condensation Cultivator. Delight spread across Jun Wangchen's face, and he could not help grinning, filled with an indescribable joy.

To be honest, he had been quite anxious when he first tried sensing the Spiritual Power of heaven and earth. He had never encountered anything like it before, so he had no idea whether he was suited to immortal cultivation.

Now, however, his earlier worries seemed entirely unnecessary. He had sensed the Spiritual Power of heaven and earth within a single hour. Compared with Cultivators who needed "ten years to sense it," his progress was extraordinarily fast.

After reaching early-stage Qi Condensation, Jun Wangchen did not let up. He closed his eyes again and began pursuing his next goal—absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

If sensing spiritual energy determined whether someone could become a Cultivator, then absorbing it determined whether they could transform from a mortal into one.

Only by drawing spiritual energy into the body, circulating it through a minor heavenly cycle, and strengthening the meridians, organs, and bones could one acquire a Cultivator's constitution.

Jun Wangchen's breathing was now naturally slow and steady, his chest rising and falling in a regular rhythm. A faint force of attraction gradually emerged from his body.

At that moment, the flowers, grass, and trees around the Tree-Back Dormitory all began to rustle. On the ground wet from a sprinkler truck, puddles rippled without any wind. Even the dark clouds overhead began to stir.

These sudden strange phenomena were barely discernible beneath the dark night sky. Even someone watching closely would have dismissed them as natural occurrences.

Time slipped by. After Jun Wangchen had meditated cross-legged on the rooftop of the Tree-Back Dormitory for nearly two hours, a powerful whirlwind suddenly rose around him, gusting and howling without pause.

Around the rooftop, trees swayed and bowed low, as though in the presence of a sovereign.

Suddenly, the whirlwind around Jun Wangchen stopped. Then a white mist invisible to the naked eye emerged from heaven and earth and rushed straight into his body.

At that very moment, every pore on Jun Wangchen's body opened wide. Like a bottomless pit, he absorbed the white mist without end.

Had the night not been dim and the rooftop deserted, anyone who witnessed this scene would have thought an immortal had descended to earth.

As the white mist continued pouring into his body, Jun Wangchen could clearly feel a gentle force cleansing his bones, moving faster and faster.

Amid this process, he discovered to his surprise that thick, black grime was seeping from his pores, giving off an unbearable stench.

A breeze carried the foul odor everywhere, throwing the entire Tree-Back Dormitory into an uproar.

"Holy shit, this smell is just... I can't take it! Have mercy, whoever you are! Please put away those socks you've been hoarding for a year!"

"How is that the smell of socks? Socks smell fragrant compared to this!"

"Did some mighty expert's cesspit explode?"

Howls erupted from room after room in the Tree-Back Dormitory, nearly loud enough to bring the whole building down.

On the rooftop, Jun Wangchen knew nothing of this. Although he could smell the stench on his body too, his excitement far outweighed it.

He could clearly feel that his body had become much lighter. An invisible power constantly filled him, as though he were a generator.

When he looked inward at his Lower Dantian, Jun Wangchen was startled again.

A glowing, lotus-seed-shaped object now sat within his dantian. Beside it were numerous channels, crisscrossing to form a small stream.

The white mist he had absorbed had already turned to liquid within these channels, flowing through them with vigorous vitality.

"Spiritual energy becomes a stream, mortal impurities seep from the body... Mid-Stage Qi Condensation!" Jun Wangchen abruptly opened his eyes and exhaled a cloud of dark, murky breath. Looking with some surprise at the slightly blackened sweat stains on his clothes, his face flashed with excitement.

Mid-Stage Qi Condensation was not merely a process of absorbing the Spiritual Power of heaven and earth. It also involved expelling impurities from the Cultivator's body, granting them the most basic physical constitution required for cultivation.

"The Mortal’s Cultivation Art really does defy heaven!" Jun Wangchen's eyes shone. He immediately stood up and walked a few laps around the rooftop. As he felt the spiritual energy circulating within him like a stream, his delight grew.

In just three hours, he had gone from an ordinary mortal to a Mid-Stage Qi Condensation Cultivator. In the cultivation world, progress like this would have marked him as an exceptional prodigy.

Taking a deep breath, Jun Wangchen rotated his arms. Instantly, a sound like beans popping in a pan rang out. Any louder, and it would have sounded less like popping beans and more like firecrackers.

Jun Wangchen lightly clenched his fists and froze in astonishment. A surging wave of power rose through his entire body at once, overwhelmingly strong.

At the same time, Jun Wangchen discovered that his hearing, vision, and reflexes had all improved dramatically after Marrow-Washing and Hair-Purging.

Even in the darkness, he could clearly see the objects around him.

Even from a pond dozens of meters away, he could clearly hear insects chirping and birds calling.

I wonder how strong I am now. I'll find something to test it on. Suppressing his excitement, Jun Wangchen scanned the rooftop. His gaze finally settled on a stone step one meter long and half a meter wide.

Without any hesitation, Jun Wangchen punched out, striking the stone step squarely.

Had an ordinary person thrown that punch, the recoil would probably have shattered their bones and left them in agony.

But Jun Wangchen felt no pain whatsoever. Instead, as his fist landed, the stone step before him shook violently, and a conspicuous fist mark of moderate depth appeared on its surface.

Cracks spread around the fist mark, making the stone step look as though it might shatter at any moment.

“Tsk!” Jun Wangchen couldn't help sucking in a sharp breath at the sight.

If a casual punch could do this to the stone step, wouldn't it shatter outright if I used my full strength?

And if this punch landed on a person, the result...

If Mid-Stage Qi Condensation gives me this much strength, won't the later realms, like Foundation Establishment and Golden Core, be even more terrifying? Jun Wangchen's heart pounded. Choosing immortal cultivation felt like the best decision he could have made.

For other people, at twenty years old, a quarter of their lives had already passed.

But for Jun Wangchen, who had discovered the path of immortal cultivation, his life had only just begun.

Filled with excitement, Jun Wangchen stayed on the rooftop to stabilize his realm. Only after another half hour did he leave and return to his dorm room.

Fortunately, his three roommates had gone out for a late-night snack because they were hungry. Otherwise, Jun Wangchen's foul stench might have made them throw up three pounds' worth.

After spending half an hour scrubbing himself thoroughly from head to toe, Jun Wangchen climbed into bed and drifted off to sleep.

That night, Jun Wangchen slept soundly.

In his dreams, he discovered an entirely new world...