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Chapter 90: Yes or No?

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Winter passed, spring came, the seasons cycled, and in the blink of an eye another three years had passed.

In the desolate land, snow drifted for ten thousand li, the vast white snow covering every trace.

In the underground cavern, Wang Ping slowly woke from his coma, his eyes somewhat dazed, and within that dazedness a trace of fear still lingered.

However, as his consciousness gradually cleared, his eyes began to focus.

"Have I broken through my limit?"

Wang Ping muttered to himself.

But soon he realized he seemed to have truly broken through his limit! The will star in his mind became a bit more substantial!

The heaven-earth resistance that once made it hard for him to move even an inch weakened again.

Broken through!

Wang Ping sat cross-legged in the cavern and began to laugh softly, his laughter growing louder and louder.

Hahaha!

Hahaha!

Since embarking on the path of cultivation, Wang Ping had never laughed so freely and heartily.

Today, he no longer held back!

After a quarter of an hour, Wang Ping appeared on the surface.

"It's snowing!"

Wang Ping gazed at the endless white snowflakes, and suddenly some memories came to mind!

The night he left the sect, it had also been a heavy snowfall like this.

The day he emerged from his first ten-year seclusion, it was the same!

Today, he broke through his second will limit; after waking, outside it was still a heavy snowfall.

I must have some affinity with snow!

Wang Ping, floating in the air, thought so.

He naturally wasn't here just to admire the scenery; he was testing his azure light ring.

Hovering amidst the wind and snow, Wang Ping slowly extended his right hand; with a thought, a one-inch azure light ring flickered into view at the center of his palm.

After one breath, its diameter was three cun; after two breaths, the azure light ring had grown to a diameter of one chi.

Hummm!

The azure, jade-like light ring spun at extreme speed in his palm, producing a humming sound!

"Go!"

Wang Ping gave a low shout, hurling the azure light ring; in an instant, a blue-green light blade a hundred zhang tall seemed to split heaven and earth in two.

Between the vast heavens and earth, a azure light barrier stretched across; the snowflakes dancing in the sky were split in two, none daring to cross that barrier by even a hair's breadth.

Wang Ping narrowed his eyes, scanning the light barrier up and down; though called a barrier, it was actually the azure light ring moving so fast it left a faint trace, yet that trace alone spanned a hundred zhang vertically, hanging in the air and not dissipating for ten breaths.

From where Wang Ping stood to this point, the azure light ring took only the blink of an eye.

Five li above in the high sky, the azure light ring spun at extreme speed, slicing the airflow for a hundred zhang above and below; before its sharp edge, no substance could exist, all being torn apart.

In the distance, Wang Ping waved his hand; the azure light ring vanished instantly, and when it reappeared it was hovering silently in the center of his palm.

"The speed is not bad, the momentum is not bad, the power ought to be not bad either, but it's too ostentatious! I must strengthen control further, aiming for soundless and traceless operation."

Wang Ping looked at the azure light ring in his hand, smiled softly, and then said:

"But it was not in vain that I took great risk to fuse you into my body!"

Having said that, he couldn't help but recall the scene from three days ago.

At the critical moment of his will transformation, the pain was so intense it made one wish to dash their head against a wall and die; at that time, Wang Ping was, through sheer effort, studying the preliminary understanding of artifact refining as a method to divert attention and ease the pain of his will.

Who would have thought that at this moment, the progress of his fusion with the azure light ring, which had been stalled, suddenly accelerated.

Such fusion required total focus; any slight mistake would have his body shredded by razor-sharp sword light.

Yet at that moment, the intense pain made it hard for him to concentrate fully on the breakthrough.

In this situation, Wang Ping broke out in a cold sweat from fright, and inevitably a hint of despair arose.

However, his innate tenacity deep in his bones made him unwilling to give up just like that.

But in that situation, mere perseverance wouldn't see him through; it was almost a dead end with ten deaths and no life.

Yet in that abyss of death, Wang Ping thought of a way that could turn a deadly situation into a chance for survival.

That was to consume soul liquid, and directly swallow two drops.

Then he would fully circulate the Soul Refining Heart Method to refine it, strengthening his soul; this too was a risky endeavor, for soul cultivation is steadier than qi cultivation—how could one rush it?

Moreover, he had already taken one drop of soul liquid; taking three drops in a short span carried a certain chance of causing his soul to collapse.

Compared to his current predicament, this risk was undoubtedly negligible.

As long as he strengthened his soul before his will collapsed and his body disintegrated, he would have a sliver of hope.

At such a moment, for Wang Ping to still dare to multitask was not boldness but already a hint of madness.

He was gambling, betting that he could endure until the Soul Refining Heart Method fully refined the soul liquid!

Naturally, the final result was that he won the bet, but by then Wang Ping was utterly exhausted, expending his last energy to fuse the azure light ring into his body, after which he could no longer hold on and fainted.

However, although he had undergone great danger, the gains were also gratifying.

With the azure light ring integrated into his body, the Soul Refining Heart Method broke through again; now his divine sense could reach out to five li away.

After breaking through the second limit once more, he could once again condense three hundred strands of spiritual power!

Gazing at the azure light ring in his hand, Wang Ping's eyes flashed with a strange hue.

This light ring he had fused only three sword lights, yet it was indeed the dual fusion of his spiritual power and divine sense; but he recalled that before losing consciousness, the azure light ring already merged in his dantian had unexpectedly fused with a crystal-clear ray of light.

Now, looking back, that very much resembled the light emanating from the will star in his mind!

Originally the blue light ring was deep blue, but now the light ring shows a jade-like luster, lush and dripping, extremely beautiful.

Could it be that it will also have its own will? Wang Ping secretly guessed.

It's not impossible; it is said that some extremely powerful spiritual treasures not only possess spiritual intelligence but also have their own will.

In short, he now somewhat fails to understand the change of the blue light ring, and even its power exceeds his expectations.

However, these are clearly good things, and Wang Ping temporarily does not intend to investigate them further.

Next, he will again condense spiritual power in hopes of reaching the limit once more.

Regarding whether to undergo a third breakthrough of will, Wang Ping has not decided yet, because after his breakthrough to Foundation Establishment, he cultivated an acquired spiritual body, a Wood Spirit physique.

Such a physique is equivalent to a top-grade spiritual root; at that time his cultivation speed will increase, and with the enhancement of the Qingdi Changsheng Gong, even in the lower realm he can achieve the cultivation speed of a heaven-grade spiritual root.

Not to mention in the Spirit Realm.

Wang Ping had a premonition that his cultivation speed during the Foundation Establishment stage would be very fast.

So whether to endure great pain and risk the shattering of his will for another breakthrough, he felt somewhat hesitant.

Xiao Yang said that spiritual roots are the foundation of cultivators; given his level, he would not deliberately say such a thing.

That shows spiritual roots are indeed important!

After all, should he decide to attempt a third breakthrough? Wang Ping pondered for a long time and decided to give it a try.

A Golden Core cultivator from the Spirit Realm, his knowledge is extremely broad, yet in teaching his juniors he especially emphasized the importance of spiritual roots and Foundation Establishment.

Doesn't this already explain the problem?

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