Chapter 60: The Leaf of Time and Space!

Back at the Cool Pavilion.

Qin Ming closed the door, his heart surging with excitement.

He never expected the Great Completion-level Blood Burning Blade Art to be so overwhelmingly powerful!

Qin Ming now had a clear understanding of his own strength.

His mindset had also shifted somewhat.

He was no longer afraid of Qi Refining late-stage cultivators; except for a few exceptionally strong Qi Refining full-stage cultivators, he could easily protect himself.

Finally, he didn’t have to be as terrified as he was at the start, when he was only at Qi Refining second level and weak as dirt.

Choosing the body cultivation path back then was indeed wise.

Qin Ming walked into the meditation chamber.

He took out all four of their storage bags.

Immediately, a dazzling array of magic treasures, spirit stones, talismans, and elixirs lay scattered across the floor.

Qin Ming counted his haul.

The richest was clearly Chen Ziang—he must have been used to seizing wealth by force, as his storage bag contained not only that superior-grade golden greatsword magic treasure but also plenty of other valuable items.

Two mid-grade magic treasures, a vial of Spirit Gathering Elixir, several low-grade elixirs, and two superior-grade attack talismans.

Most striking was the ten mid-grade spirit stones inside, plus over two thousand low-grade spirit stones.

Simply from Chen Ziang alone, he had over three thousand spirit stones—no wonder he was a wealthy young master, dripping with riches.

Qin Ming then checked the other three storage bags; their combined spirit stones amounted to less than half of Chen Ziang’s.

Altogether, just over twelve hundred.

The rest were various cultivation techniques, elixirs, and the like.

Qin Ming happily gathered everything into his own storage bag.

His previously flat spirit stone pouch instantly swelled—counting the ten mid-grade spirit stones, it now held over four thousand three hundred in total!

Four kills in one go—his cultivation base soared.

Of course, the two Blood Flame Grass and Seven-Leaf Yellow Ling plants he had accelerated in his spirit field were also extremely valuable.

But he planned to keep both plants for now, to use when refining superior-grade elixirs.

Having finished sorting everything.

Qin Ming’s gaze fixed on the three blood droplets formed after the Thorn Spell had been cast.

He frowned, thinking for a moment.

This stuff could only be fed to the withered blood poison vine.

Qin Ming picked up the blood droplets and went out to the courtyard.

He tossed them toward the withered blood poison vine in the corner.

The moment the droplets hit the ground, the black vines surged forward like sharks scenting blood, ravenously devouring them.

Moments later.

The withered blood poison vine slowly began to undergo an incredible transformation! First, the vines grew slightly taller and thicker.

Second, cracks appeared along the vine’s surface, and three new purple, alluring flower buds bloomed on the main stem.

Immediately, a golden term appeared in Qin Ming’s vision: [Name] Withered Blood Poison Vine [Term]: Spatial Leaf x5 (Maturity 1%)

[Spatial Leaf]: When used, it can rapidly mature a high-grade spiritual plant to a hundred-year maturity; this effect is stackable!

“Damn! It evolved! The accelerated maturity term got upgraded!”

“Hahaha!”

“Chen friend, you died a worthy death!”

Qin Ming stared at the term, his emotions surging.

What did a hundred-year spiritual plant even mean? In the cultivation world, the moment one appeared, it would be snatched up instantly—such precious materials were almost always controlled by major sects and powerful factions.

For example, one of the three main ingredients for Foundation Establishment Elixir, Jade Marrow Fungus, must be at least three hundred years old to form a successful pill.

And such three-hundred-year-old Jade Marrow Fungus could not be artificially cultivated—it only grew in a few secret realms jointly controlled by major sects.

Since major sects monopolized this main ingredient, even if a cultivator had the Foundation Establishment Elixir formula, he could never brew the pill.

Of course, besides these three main ingredients, over thirty other auxiliary herbs were needed to brew the Foundation Establishment Elixir, each one exceedingly rare.

But their required potency years weren’t as high.

Qin Ming suppressed his excitement.

“This withered blood poison vine must be extraordinary—it’s even generated the [Spatial Leaf], such a heavenly term.”

“But to fully mature these two purple flowers, I’ll likely need at least five [Accelerated Maturity] terms.”

“And right now, I only have two [Accelerated Maturity] terms left in my spiritual sense—let’s see if the next season’s Golden Spirit Rice delivers.”

Qin Ming stared at the withered blood poison vine before him, feeling it grow ever more mysterious.

It could absorb the essence and soul of cultivators, turning them into its own nourishment to grow rapidly.

Its growth speed was nearly matching that of the [Accelerated Maturity] term.

“Will I have to collect others’ essence and souls to feed this spiritual plant?” Qin Ming unconsciously formed this bizarre thought.

He immediately shook his head.

He discarded the idea. Then,

he cast the Advanced Spirit Rain Technique on the withered blood poison vine.

He returned to the room.

Qin Ming took out a jade talisman from his storage bag, inscribed with the seal character “Zhuang.”

He stared at the talisman, his brow slightly furrowed.

“According to Chen Ziang, to advance to second-rank spiritual cultivator, one must enter the Plant Illusion Realm to complete the trial.”

“And these crucial recommendation slots are entirely controlled by the sect’s Elders.”

“Sigh, I wonder if just carrying this jade talisman will let me attend Elder Zhuang’s public lecture.”

Qin Ming then extended his spiritual sense into the talisman.

Long moments passed.

Qin Ming withdrew his spiritual sense from the talisman.

His face wore a peculiar expression.

Inside the talisman, Elder Zhuang Xiran had left a message using his Foundation Establishment spiritual power.

It roughly said he would hold a public spiritual cultivation lecture at the Spirit Feather Sect in half a month.

Any cultivator holding this talisman, regardless of origin, could attend—only the talisman mattered, not the person.

Whoever received this talisman was deemed destined.

“Perfect! ‘Destined’!”

“I love this kind of character!”

Qin Ming smiled. He had been worried that showing up at the public lecture with this talisman might expose him.

If the talismans were randomly distributed, it wouldn’t matter.

“Then, in half a month, I’ll go see what this Spirit Feather Sect’s high-rank spiritual cultivator is like.”

…

The sun dipped low.

Qin Ming boiled and ate a pot of supreme-grade Blood Locust Rice, then began cultivating the Hundred Treasures Glazed Scripture.

Three hours later.

Qin Ming finished his cultivation, silently pondering for a moment.

He sank into his mind, preparing to use up the [Abundant Soul Power] x5 to further enhance his spiritual essence.

He remembered that last time, using ten weak soul power terms had increased his spiritual essence by over double.

This time, it was the stronger [Abundant Soul Power].

Qin Ming activated one term leaf.

Boom! His vision went black—he nearly fainted.

The spiritual essence within his mind erupted violently!

He felt a force rapidly swelling deep within his soul, a searing, tearing pain filling his skull.

Crack! A sound like shattering glass echoed from deep within his mind.

Then,

Qin Ming’s eyes widened, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

Huh… huh…

His chest heaved as he gasped for breath.

Qin Ming clearly felt his spiritual essence had surged dramatically.

Next,

he repeated the process, using up the remaining four [Abundant Soul Power] terms.

Deep into the night.

After using all five [Abundant Soul Power] terms,

Qin Ming’s spiritual essence reached an unprecedented height.

Compared to before, it had grown five to six times stronger.

Even his spiritual sense had been enhanced to an unbelievable degree.

Qin Ming’s current spiritual sense strength already rivaled that of a Qi Refining realm cultivator at the peak, just one step away from transforming into the spiritual perception unique to Foundation Establishment.

“Master Zhuang’s classes won’t begin for another half month.”

“What if…”

“Wait until I complete the ten-day mastery of the Blood-Burning Blade Art.”

“Then go see Su Yuqing and try refining a mid-grade elixir?”

Qin Ming sat quietly on the cushion, murmuring to himself.

……

(End of Chapter)