Cultivation: Starting with Farming in the Spiritual Pivot Grotto

Chapter 52 The bolder you are, the bigger your appetite will be.

"Strange. I've met most of the talented young sword cultivators, but this little guy's aura is so unfamiliar. Where did he come from?"

The elder of the Lushan Sword Sect felt a little strange, but he didn't take it to heart and turned to look at his own disciple.

After that, Li Ya focused on finding the Fire Spirit and didn't bother others, so no one bothered him anymore.

Dugu City is truly wealthy and powerful. Although pure Yang fire energy is not extremely rare, producing such a large quantity at once is something that most sects cannot afford.

Now, Li Ya's soul is inside, and pure yang fire energy is surging in from the outside. This fire energy has the miraculous effect of gathering spiritual energy.

Although he lacked the special sword-refining technique for the Chen Su Tian Du Sword Pill, in his current state, Li Ya was the sword spirit.

Each time the sword pellet absorbs a portion of pure yang fire energy, it undergoes a refinement process, deepening the connection between the soul and the sword pellet.

The pure white sword pellet gradually turned golden, indicating that it was full of pure yang fire energy, but had not been fully absorbed, meaning it was "full".

Once all the pure yang fire energy is refined, the sword pellet will be restored to its original state.

When the sword pellet first approached the fire spirit, it still needed the tornado's pulling force. But the further it went, the more pure yang fire energy it absorbed, and it was able to swim directly against the enormous wind pressure, treating it as nothing.

Wherever it passed, all the pure yang essence of the unowned fire was completely devoured by its energy.

The more this was the case, the more amazed Li Ya became by the potential of the Chensu Tiandu Sword Pill. If he hadn't accidentally stumbled upon the arrangement of the Innate Holy Sect regarding the Five Prisons Bracelet, how could he have had the opportunity to possess such a sword?

Two hours later, Li Ya stopped flying, because he suspected that the tornado might have been imbued with some supernatural power.

Given the speed of the sword pellet, it should have circled the eye of the storm several times by now, but it looks like it has only explored a small area.

Furthermore, the sword pellet is now filled with pure yang fire energy and can no longer be swallowed.

Li Ya didn't plan to linger at the tornado; he wanted to rush into the eye of the tornado to see what the Milky Way looked like.

Just then, a familiar magical artifact appeared in the distance.

With silk as its surface and jade bamboo as its frame, surrounded by five-colored spiritual light, it is none other than Master Xie Daoyun's Thousand Silk Umbrella.

This umbrella-shaped magic weapon is not known for its speed, but rather for its ability to protect and seal.

It's understandable that they arrived at this time.

However, beside the Thousand-Armor Umbrella, a magical weapon resembling a Wu hook, relying on its speed, kept teasing them.

Seeing this, Li Ya made a fierce move, his three-foot-long sword flashing incessantly as it pierced through the air.

"Ding!"

After a crisp sound of metal breaking, the Wu hook snapped in two, and the two pieces were immediately blown away by the tornado.

Li Ya didn't stop after making his move. He dared not appear in front of his master, lest his master remember the aura of the sword pellet, unless he didn't plan to use it in the future.

Meanwhile, Xie Daoyun, who was in the main hall, breathed a heavy sigh of relief. There are all kinds of birds in a big forest. It seems that the magic weapon in the shape of a Wu hook was pestering her relentlessly after seeing that it was the female lead's magic weapon.

That nameless sword light severed that annoying fellow; it was truly satisfying.

It's a pity I couldn't thank the master of the sword light.

The sword pellet flew extremely fast and soon arrived near the eye of the storm. There, dozens of magical treasures were guarding the eye of the storm, surrounding and killing the enemy.

Li Ya was puzzled. Judging from the aura of these magical treasures, their owners were clearly highly skilled. Why were they able to unite together?

Ultimately, the reason for this boils down to money.

Unbeknownst to Li Ya, his performance naturally attracted the attention of many cultivators, resulting in an increase in the number of people betting on the sword pellet in various gambling dens throughout the city, and its ranking continued to rise.

For every person who rejoices, there is someone who grieves. As the ranking of the sword ball rises, it naturally pushes out the others, thus changing the odds.

Some gambling dens are incredibly cunning; they can even contact the cultivators participating in the treasure battle and get them to willingly camp around the eye of the storm, ambushing those cultivators who disrupt the gambling den's setup.

Their main target now is to target those unexpected and powerful players on the gambling dens' lists.

Li Ya was naturally among them, and he was currently hiding in the fire essence, quietly observing.

Seeing that these magical treasures were about to besiege a local seal and that the defenses were somewhat weak, he naturally wouldn't let go of this excellent opportunity.

He was not afraid of fighting alone, after all, the Chen Su Tian Du Sword Pill was of extremely high grade and had his own soul acting as the sword spirit.

However, if they were surrounded by these magical treasures, it was hard to guarantee what might happen. Damage to the sword pellet would be a minor matter, but damage to the soul would be a huge problem.

That seal was no ordinary magic weapon; for a moment, these magic weapons couldn't hold him back, and instead, he dragged him away.

"Clang!"

Li Ya activated the sword pellet, emitting a sharp sword cry. The sword light pulsed incessantly, whistling towards the seal with astonishing momentum that captivated the soul.

Seeing this, these roadblocks had no choice but to spare some manpower to deal with Li Ya.

Just as the two were about to collide, the sword pellet's trajectory suddenly dropped, its momentum diminished, and its speed increased dramatically.

They broke through the blockade and headed towards the unguarded eye of the storm.

With the pressure suddenly relieved, the seal broke through the encirclement and rushed straight into the eye of the storm.

In the eye of the storm, there was no scene of wind and fire intertwining, nor any rolling heat waves; the fire elemental energy was abundant.

If one ignores all these magical treasures and flying swords, it would be a peaceful and harmonious scene.

Li Ya was filled with doubts. Why were these guys who had entered the eye of the storm earlier all stagnating?

It's unlikely they were kindly waiting for those who came later; there was probably some great terror ahead that prevented them from advancing an inch.

At the top of the tornado, the flames are most intense, rising into the sky and colliding with the raging torrent of the Milky Way.

"Boom!"

Water and fire intertwined, as if thunder had been generated from the void, and the flames evaporated the water of the Milky Way into endless water vapor.

The pure Yin energy collided with the pure Yang fire essence, instantly annihilating each other, distorting the surrounding space, and creating cracks that sucked the river water into them.

"So that's what happened. They were all terrified by this spatial rift!"

Faced with such a terrifying place where water and fire intertwine, there are not no meticulous cultivators.

On the contrary, many cultivators could guess that Dugu City would not destroy its own reputation; this was a treasure contest, not a destruction of treasures.

Even so, no one wanted to be the first to wade through the water.

If you bet right, everyone's happy. But what if you bet wrong?

With Li Ya's spirit here, his perception would naturally be much clearer.

It's not uncommon to see scenes of space shattering and then mending when the Ling Shu Cave Heaven expands.

The two are different, but the current scene doesn't have that feeling.

Li Ya and Fang Cunluo were closely related, and naturally, Li Ya had acquired some of Fang Cunluo's traits.

He now has a keen sense of space.

After a moment's thought, Li Ya began to gather his strength.

Then, it galloped away, leaving the eye of the storm in its wake, and disappeared into the place where water and fire intertwined.

This resolute demeanor immediately filled the Lushan Sword Sect disciples who were lingering there with shame.

The leading flying sword immediately sent a message to its fellow disciples via divine sense.

"Fellow disciples, that swordsman was truly resolute; I am ashamed to admit my inferiority."

"We sword cultivators, let alone how powerful our sword energy can reach the heavens and the earth, each has our own destiny and cannot be forced. But if we dare not even swing our swords forward, how can we not be worthy of the title of sword cultivator?"

"I do not wish to let that fellow Daoist steal the spotlight. Disciples of the Lushan Sword Sect, if you have the courage, follow me."

"Draw your sword!"

In an instant, the six flying swords transformed into long rainbows and crashed into the place where water and fire intertwined.

Li Ya felt as if he were walking through a layer of thick silt, and it took him a long time to emerge.

There were no terrifying sights like those seen in the eye of the storm, only ten clusters of lightning.

The largest ball automatically fell towards Li Ya.

Li Ya could sense the sword pellet's desire for the thunderous elixir. He had been cramming on general knowledge for the past ten days and had also seen records of this substance.

This thunder syrup is not a liquid formed from liquefied thunder, but rather a product of a highly skilled cultivator who extracts thunder from spring thunder and refines it with various spiritual ingredients.

Refining and preserving Thunder Essence is no easy task; only cultivators at the Purple Mansion level can accomplish it.

Spring thunder roars, and all things come to life.

Spring thunder symbolizes endless vitality. If pure yang fire essence can condense the spirituality of magical treasures, then this thunder syrup directly fosters spirituality.

The lightning plasma entered the sword pellet, and the entire pellet began to tremble violently before falling silent.

The Lushan Sword Sect members who arrived later were also extremely shocked to see the falling lightning plasma.

Then three more magical treasures arrived, and the ten balls of thunderous liquid each found their own owner.

The illusion dissipated, and the scene from before was projected onto the water curtain.

The elder of the Lushan Sword Sect immediately burst into loud laughter.

"Dugu Yifang, I, Qingsong, will remember your kindness."

Dugu Yifang waved his hand from a distance and said, "Sword Immortal Qingsong, there's no need to be so polite. It's your Lushan Sword Sect disciples' good fortune to obtain this Thunder Essence. It's nothing to worry about."

"It's your business if you don't acknowledge it, it's my business if I do."

Qingsong's words struck a heavy blow to the faces of many sects: of the ten portions of Thunder Essence, the Lushan Sword Sect received six.

They were all furious that their disciples were so timid and hesitant.

It's no wonder people are angry; the timing of the heavenly lightning is fixed every year and doesn't change much overall.

If there are many thunderstorms in the south this year, there will be fewer in the north, and vice versa.

When cultivators refine magical artifacts or practice thunder magic, they must use heavenly thunder according to the rules of Baiyujing and cannot act recklessly.

Only abundant mines should be collected, and the local climate must not be affected. If scarce mines are encountered, they cannot be collected.

They also need to use their own reserves to strengthen this Heavenly Thunder.