Each Had Their Own Fortune

Ren Yisheng's body was growing.

Zhang Xuezhou's cultivation was also improving.

Cultivating with Spiritual Qi was indeed the most widely applicable method and the least likely to leave hidden troubles, but few people could afford to use Spiritual Qi so extravagantly.

Even the emperors of the Great Han Dynasty merely wore Spirit Jade and let it cleanse their bodies over the years. They could scarcely afford to destroy Spirit Jade to release its Spiritual Qi for cultivation.

A wastrel like the Venerable One, who squandered wealth in pursuit of longevity, was another matter. As long as it could extend his life, it would be perfectly normal for him to slice up Spirit Jade and drink it like water.

What Zhang Xuezhou was doing now was even more excessive than what the Venerable One did.

Everyone knew that Spirit Jade contained Spiritual Qi in a nearly crystallized state, but almost no one smashed Spirit Jade to breathe in the Spiritual Qi.

Smashing Spirit Jade to extract its Spiritual Qi was probably much like the purple qi rising after the formation in the Eastern Heavenly Gate's secret realm exploded. Using it this way would cause the Spirit Jade to become ordinary.

It might need to be nourished in a blessed land for decades or centuries, or it might be depleted for good and turn into an ordinary piece of jade, with no use beyond looking pretty.

If they had a choice, probably no one would want to use Spirit Jade this way.

But Zhang Xuezhou had sensed an uncontrollable risk.

To avoid ending up empty-handed, he had decided to use it ahead of time.

In the short time Zhou Xin had been unable to keep watch, Zhang Xuezhou had shaved away layer after layer of the blue crystal casing, allowing a great