Chapter 16: Half a Year Later, Promotion to an Eighth Grade Spirit Root

"If that's the case, exactly how much Spirit Wine can this Wine Insect produce?"

Ji Bingyu asked with great curiosity.

"Well, in one night, it can produce ten jars of Spirit Wine."

Zhou Sui thought carefully and gave a specific number.

After all, the Wine Insect had only just been born and was equivalent to a first-rank Wine Insect; its abilities had not yet been greatly enhanced, so being able to convert ten jars of Spirit Wine was already quite extraordinary.

Of course, if the Wine Insect continued to evolve, the amount of Spirit Wine it could convert would certainly be even greater.

"Ten jars of Spirit Wine?"

Hearing this, Mu Ziyan was also taken aback: "One jar of Spirit Wine can be divided into about ten flasks, and each flask of Spirit Wine is worth fifty Low-grade Spirit Stones, which means one jar of Spirit Wine is worth five hundred Low-grade Spirit Stones.

But the Wine Insect can convert ten jars of Spirit Wine in a single night; doesn't that mean it can earn five thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones in one night? This is just too exaggerated."

She was simply dumbfounded.

Because even though she was a Qi Refining Late Stage Cultivator, after working hard and taking risks to hunt Monster Beasts, she would only obtain a few hundred Low-grade Spirit Stones, which was already a quite decent harvest.

Many times, they would return empty-handed.

And most importantly, they were all risking their lives to hunt.

If they were not careful, their lives would be completely lost right there.

But now, relying on the power of the Wine Insect, it earned five thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones in one night; such an earning speed was truly terrifyingly exaggerated.

"No wonder a Spirit Wine secret recipe can allow a Cultivator family to rise; I didn't expect it to be so profitable. Earning five thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones in a day—wouldn't that mean earning one hundred and fifty thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones in a month?"

Mu Ziyan also felt very shocked.

She felt that this Wine Insect was simply a massive Spirit Stone Mine, and real Spirit Stone Mines would eventually be exhausted one day; they would all have a time when they ran dry.

But the Wine Insect, as long as its Longevity had not reached its end, could continuously produce Spirit Wine.

If other immortal cultivation families and sects knew this news, they would certainly swarm over and crazily snatch the Wine Insect.

At this moment, she truly realized the importance of the Wine Insect; it was definitely a Heaven and Earth Spirit Insect that could make an immortal cultivation family rise, and its value was simply immeasurable.

"The profit is indeed too astonishing. If discovered by others, we would undoubtedly die; even Foundation Establishment Cultivators would have to take action against us, so we still need to be careful and cautious."

Ji Bingyu said in a deep voice: "According to our cultivation level, earning five thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones per month is enough; this is still within a reasonable range. Exceeding this number would be a bit risky."

She made a decision: selling ten jars of Spirit Wine a month was enough.

If they sold too much, they would instead become a target for everyone.

"I will listen to Yu'er."

Zhou Sui also nodded, fully agreeing with this point.

Although the more Spirit Stones one has, the better, one must also see if one has the strength to protect them.

If one cannot protect them, even with more Spirit Stones, it is only making wedding clothes for others.

If he earned several thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones every month, it would actually be enough to fully satisfy his daily cultivation.

Once his cultivation level improved another step, it would not be too late to earn more Spirit Stones then.

"Thank you for understanding, husband. Our cultivation is still too weak. If we could become Foundation Establishment Cultivators, we could sell Spirit Wine openly and would not need to worry about the covetousness of others."

Ji Bingyu was very emotional.

But there was no help for it; this was the survival law for Loose Cultivators.

Loose Cultivators without backing must look ahead and behind in everything they do, walking on thin ice.

If they are not careful, they might die and their Dao would vanish, so they have to be cautious.

"It's fine, as long as you don't go out into the wild to take risks during this period."

"I heard that the Xianxia Sect has brought a large number of Cultivators into the Cloud Mist Mountain Range. During this time, the Cloud Mist Mountain Range is very chaotic; there is killing everywhere, and it is very unsafe."

"Now that we have the Spirit Stones earned from selling Spirit Wine, you don't need to risk going into the wild to hunt Monster Beasts."

Zhou Sui said very sincerely.

"Mm, we won't go taking risks recently."

Ji Bingyu looked at Zhou Sui with deep affection.

Hearing this, Mu Ziyan and Xia Jingyan were also very moved. Having been Loose Cultivators for so long, this was the first time they had encountered a man who cared about them so much; this was a first.

In fact, if one could earn a large amount of wealth without doing anything, who would still go take risks?

After all, if one hunts too many Monster Beasts, sooner or later one will be killed by Monster Beasts in return.

If they were unlucky enough to encounter a Robber Cultivator, they would also die on the way.

But now it was good; with the Spirit Wine, even if they stayed inside Miyun City, they would not need to worry about lacking Spirit Stones.

This was the life they had dreamed of before.

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In the blink of an eye, half a year passed in a flash.

Now it was winter in Miyun City; heavy snow was falling everywhere, the world was wrapped in silver, and the climate had become incomparably cold.

Many immortal cultivators were shivering and trembling all over from the cold.

However, Zhou Sui still stayed at home peacefully, cultivating together with his Dao Companion, Ji Bingyu.

"You performed Dual Cultivation with your Dao Companion seven times last night; your roots of affection are deeply planted, your love is thick and intense, and you have gained a certain degree of Sword Dao experience."

"Your cultivation level has improved to a certain degree."

"Your Spirit Root aptitude has been improved and promoted to an Eighth Grade Spirit Root."

After another night of Dual Cultivation, Zhou Sui's body shook. He sensed a mysterious warm current being infused from the Infatuation Gu, merging into his own Spirit Root, causing his Spirit Root to undergo an earth-shaking change.

At this moment, he sensed his Spirit Root had been promoted from the Ninth Grade to the level of an Eighth Grade Spirit Root.

Without a doubt, this was an extremely astonishing transformation.

Other immortal cultivators want to improve their Spirit Root aptitude, but even if they exhaust all methods, they cannot do it.

But now, he had only been practicing Dual Cultivation with his Dao Companion for half a year, yet he had actually improved from a Ninth Grade Spiritual Root to an Eighth Grade Spirit Root; this was simply inconceivable.

If this matter were to spread, it would certainly shock countless cultivators.

"Is this the aptitude of an Eighth Grade Spirit Root?"

Zhou Sui perceived that his efficiency in absorbing heaven and earth Spirit Qi had increased by one-third compared to before, and even his comprehension had improved to a certain degree.

Compared to a Ninth Grade Spiritual Root, his current aptitude had improved far too much.

It was as if he had been upgraded from an idiot to the aptitude of an ordinary person.

In fact, among the many cultivators, a Ninth Grade Spiritual Root is still relatively rare, equivalent to a fool among Humans.

And now, having improved to an Eighth Grade Spirit Root, he was equivalent to an ordinary bottom-tier cultivator.

It could be considered barely escaping the ranks of fools.

This also made Zhou Sui feel very happy.

After all, this was just the beginning; if he continued like this, perhaps his Spirit Root could improve to the Eighth Grade, Seventh Grade, or even the First Grade realm.

If that were the case, he would become a genius among cultivators.

(End of this chapter)