Yuzhou City, within the Sect.
Ning Qianqian rested with her eyes closed, absorbing the spiritual power from the spirit stones before her.
A little while later, she opened her eyes, her expression calm.
She felt the flow of spiritual power within her, so faint it was almost imperceptible, as though it would dissipate completely in the next moment.
This was the result of all her long, long efforts.
Just as her father had said, she had no talent for cultivation... her spiritual root was also of the poorest grade, as good as nonexistent.
Her Sect Leader, Chu Xingchen, had long since given her a heart method for cultivation, along with spirit stones.
Once she finished her work in the Sect, she would begin cultivating.
Her Sect Leader's disciples actually never used spirit stones to cultivate within the Sect. According to them, the concentration of spiritual energy here was already very high, and for those geniuses, that was enough.
But Ning Qianqian could not sense any difference between inside the Sect and outside...
At most, breathing here simply seemed more comfortable.
So Ning Qianqian could not do without spirit stones even at the beginning of her cultivation journey, or perhaps she would need them for her entire journey.
To cultivate, she had to use the spirit stone version of the Spirit Gathering Formation that Chu Xingchen had built especially for her, because only there could she catch the faintest traces of spiritual energy.
Ning Qianqian knew spirit stones were expensive, and she knew she had no talent.
But she had seen everyone who had stepped onto the path of immortality.
Whether it was Eldest Senior Sister Li Yingling or Second Senior Brother Li Xingtian.
Even Cui Hao, who was often scolded by Chen Baiqing, had that dazzling radiance.
Ning Qianqian understood