Chapter 87: Extreme (2)

Could it be that the limit has increased because the world is different?

Wang Ping could only guess that.

Otherwise, he couldn't explain this condition inside his body.

As the technique began to run, with almost no resistance, the magnificent heaven and earth spiritual Qi, like a flood‑releasing river, surged wildly inside his body.

Then so be it!

Wang Ping's face showed excitement, then he became cautious.

He closed his eyes again and looked inward into his body.

In his abdomen, the four pills wrapped in pill casings were enveloped by strands of spiritual power.

This is the Yuan‑Increasing Pill that Wang Ping swallowed together with its pill casing before entering the Spirit Realm.

Since nothing can be brought into the Spirit Realm, Wang Ping directly swallowed the pill into his body and then tightly wrapped it with spiritual power imbued with his own aura.

Now, Wang Ping directly withdrew the spiritual power from one pill, then gave a slight shake; the pill casing cracked, his intestines writhed, and the pill casing vanished.

A white pill appeared in his body—it was the Yuan‑Increasing Pill.

This pill almost melts upon entry, so Wang Ping wrapped it in a pill casing.

Now that the pill casing is gone, it instantly turns into liquid and quickly dissolves within Wang Ping's body.

He kept staring at the pill; seeing it turn into liquid with no further change, he couldn't help but frown.

Is that it?

He seemed to have no change at all; perhaps one needs to circulate the technique for it to work? Wang Ping couldn't help wondering.

To verify his idea, Wang Ping once again ran the Qingdi Changsheng Gong.

This time, from the very start, he felt as if his body had undergone some change,

As the technique continued to run, Wang Ping's complexion changed, and he finally understood the secret of the Yuan‑Increasing Pill being able to increase cultivation tenfold.

After the liquid transformed from the Yuan‑Increasing Pill merged into Wang Ping's flesh, his body seemed to become a magnet, drawing large amounts of heaven and earth spiritual Qi into him.

After one cycle of circulation, the spiritual Qi he absorbed was almost twenty times what it had been just before.

This far exceeded the effect of the Yuan‑Increasing Pill, which can only increase cultivation speed tenfold.

Wang Ping guessed that this might be related to the concentration of heaven and earth spiritual Qi.

The denser the spiritual Qi in a place, the more astonishing the effect of the Yuan‑Increasing Pill becomes.

Wang Ping guessed that the deep‑level effects of this pill were probably unknown to anyone.

Those who refine and consume this pill probably never get the chance to come into contact with spiritual veins of the third rank or higher.

Otherwise, this pill would not have been transmitted only in the Western Drooping Lands for so many years.

We must obtain this pill's formula, study it, and no matter what produce a Yuan‑Increasing Pill suitable for Foundation Establishment cultivators to take.

Wang Ping made up his mind; once he breaks through Foundation Establishment, he will go search for the formula of the Yuan‑Increasing Pill.

His first stop will be Bai Lao of the Ten Thousand Peace Mountain Range; he definitely knows something.

Of course, all that is for later; right now he is cultivating with pain and joy.

At twenty times the cultivation speed, even his meridians feel somewhat overburdened.

But the Qingdi Changsheng Gong possesses a strong restorative ability; slightly damaged meridians are instantly restored to their original state as the technique runs, then they break again and are repaired.

Unbeknownst to him, while increasing his cultivation, his meridians were also being tempered!

Wang Ping had not noticed any of this; at this moment he was wholeheartedly condensing spiritual power.

At twenty times the cultivation speed, in just one double‑hour he condensed sixty‑six strands of spiritual power; in the lower realm that would be equivalent to more than a day, yet he still felt no resistance.

This speed was so fast it made him somewhat apprehensive.

But no matter how fearful, he must continue cultivating; Wang Ping knows this is like his past life of always riding an electric bike, then suddenly driving a car onto the highway and speeding straight to a hundred miles per hour, producing the same feeling of fear.

Once he gets used to this speed, it will feel normal.

Moreover, no one knows how long this speed will last.

Suppressing his inner panic, Wang Ping continued cultivating; having already condensed one hundred sixty strands of spiritual power in the Qi Cultivation Great Perfection stage, logically the heaven‑and‑earth resistance should be nearing its limit.

But under the Yuan‑Increasing Pill's utterly unreasonable twenty‑times cultivation speed, in the first two double‑hours Wang Ping felt no sign of heaven‑and‑earth resistance at all.

At this point, on the path of Qi Cultivation Great Perfection, Wang Ping had already condensed two hundred thirty‑two strands of spiritual power.

Only until the third double‑hour did Wang Ping sense the emergence of heaven‑and‑earth resistance.

What a pity!

This newly appeared resistance barely held for an instant before the massive flood of heaven and earth spiritual Qi, then vanished into nothingness.

Wang Ping didn't even feel it.

But the most terrifying aspect of heaven‑and‑earth resistance is that it constantly increases.

When the third double‑hour was half over, the resistance produced by heaven and earth finally caused Wang Ping to slow down a bit.

By the end of the third double‑hour, he had condensed sixty strands of spiritual power.

That was one strand less than before.

In the fourth month double‑hour, he condensed sixty strands, three fewer than before.

After ten double‑hours, Wang Ping finished cultivating with a weary face; at this point the heaven‑and‑earth resistance had grown so large as to be hard to imagine, and he knew that without the twenty‑times cultivation speed, this massive resistance might cause a spiritual power backflow inside his body.

Having arrived in the Spirit Realm for ten double‑hours, in the first five double‑hours he had condensed a total of three hundred twenty‑three strands of spiritual power.

In the latter five double‑hours he condensed one hundred one strands of spiritual power.

Over the ten double‑hours before and after, he condensed a total of four hundred twenty‑four strands of spiritual power.

Now his body contains one thousand eight hundred twenty‑two strands of spiritual power.

This has already broken the record for the condensation limit of low‑grade spiritual roots.

According to the information he received, low‑grade spiritual roots begin to encounter heaven‑and‑earth resistance after condensing fifty strands of spiritual power.

Until around a hundred threads, reaching the limit, this is almost double the amount.

Wang Ping now far exceeds this amount by more than three times, and the most important factor is probably the dense spiritual qi of the Spirit Realm.

Next, he must, before the end of one Spirit Realm day, temper his will to the point of wielding a five‑catty hammer; only then, when the effect of the Boost Yuan Pill wears off, will he avoid having his spiritual power reversed by the overwhelming resistance of heaven and earth.

He also dares not return to the Lower Realm now, for fear that losing the immense heavenly and earthly spiritual qi support would leave him unable to withstand the pressure of heaven and earth's resistance.

Wang Ping gave a wry smile; worldly affairs always involve gains and losses, but fortunately he has always been cautious and had anticipated this.

This time he can stay in the Spirit Realm for four Spirit Realm days; Wang Ping originally planned to stay two days, but the Boost Yuan Pill's unexpectedly accelerated effect let him reach the limit in just half a Spirit Realm day.

So Wang Ping decided that, after today ends, he will return to the Lower Realm to break through his will.

Breaking through the limit of his will in the Spirit Realm is still too extravagant for Wang Ping.

Moreover, he still needs to consider Foundation Establishment, which has long been said to take a hundred days.

He must at least set aside three Spirit Realm days to prepare for breaking through Foundation Establishment.

Everything succeeds with preparation and fails without it!

The path of immortality is arduous, and moreover he cultivates alone; Wang Ping must consider every matter thoroughly and comprehensively, so that he can have confidence and not panic when things happen.

The hourglass in Wang Ping's mind kept decreasing, the end of one Spirit Realm drawing ever closer; his will‑tempering proceeded extremely smoothly, and he early on reached the stage of wielding a five‑catty hammer.

By now, Wang Ping even feels that a five‑catty hammer can no longer move his will, yet he feels no strain, indicating that his will's potential is extremely high.

Regarding will strength, most in the cultivation world believe it is related to environment, experience, and hardship, but ultimately it still returns to the soul.

Many secret arts exist for increasing divine sense with time, but methods for enhancing or even transforming the soul are rare, and even heavenly treasures of this kind are so scarce as to be hair‑raising.

Wang Ping's such will potential stems partly from his years of arduous solitary cultivation, which forged his will in loneliness.

The other part is the effect of the Soul Refining Heart Sutra.

Combined, they let his will far surpass that of ordinary cultivators.

In worldly cultivation, every drink and bite has its cause; there is never a strengthening without reason.