Chapter 74: Chapter 68: Flying in the Sky (Please Follow)
Seeking Tao Institute.
Ning Qi practiced the Great Dream Nine Deaths Strength, able to feel that his Inner Strength was on the verge of transformation. For ordinary people, the final leap of Inner Strength Ninefold Gang Formation requires great effort to gradually transform.
But in Ning Qi’s extrapolation, during the final fake death state, his physical body and Inner Strength would transform on their own.
Luo Wentian visited.
He brought another batch of recently collected medicinal herbs, including two sets of Gang Condensing Pill herbs, expedited from some industries under the True Martial Sect. To acquire more in the future, one would have to accumulate them slowly.
It wasn’t that Luo Wentian wanted Ning Qi to practice alchemy, but rather that Ning Qi requested it himself.
"Jiu, while the Alchemy Dao is indeed remarkable, beware not to lose the main focus and get lost in it."
Luo Wentian couldn’t help but remind.
He feared that his little junior brother might indulge too deeply in refining the Gang Condensing Pills, neglecting his Martial Path cultivation. Although unaware of Ning Qi’s current realm, everyone implicitly recognized Ning Qi’s future as surpassing all his peers.
Ning Qi nodded with a smile:
"Elder Brother, I understand."
He merely wanted to try it during his leisure time, to see if he could develop a pill formula that could accelerate Gang Essence Realm cultivation.
The cultivation in the Gang Essence Realm was a long, grinding process. Even a genius like Taoist Longshan could take ten years to break through one realm. Ning Qi’s creation of the Myriad Phenomena True Gang, while formidable, primarily excelled in ’embracing myriad phenomena’.
"As long as you’re aware, don’t blame your elder brother for being nagging."
Luo Wentian stood up smiling, knowing Ning Qi never needed others to worry for him, yet couldn’t resist saying one more word, an instinctual care.
"I’ll be leaving now. The master will probably come out of seclusion soon, and I need to be fully prepared before he does."
Ning Qi said:
"I was about to enter seclusion for a while. If the master comes out, please inform him that I can’t come to greet him."
Luo Wentian waved his hand as he went away.
Ning Qi looked at the array of herbs and smiled knowingly.
He performed an inner observation of himself.
Inspired spiritually.
His Inner Strength and physical body were completely intertwined.
It was already late autumn, the wind chilly, but it couldn’t dispel the joy within Ning Qi.
"Tiansheng, don’t go out during this period."
With a reminder, Ning Qi strode into the interior.
He took a deep breath, slightly excited; although he had undergone eight consecutive fake deaths, this final one was particularly crucial: the Inner Strength Ninefold Gang Formation, a qualitative metamorphosis.
Adjusting his state, Ning Qi gradually emptied his mind.
He entered a state of tranquility, as if sinking into a chaotic space.
...
Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
His physical body was pulsing, life essence surging from the depths, carrying a rhythm that only Ning Qi himself could hear.
Inner Strength and life essence combined, beginning to produce inexplicable changes.
Above the vast and silent Dantian space.
The first wisp, like white mist, emerged.
Then, strands of fine rain fell straight down, permeating the entire space.
Time slowly passed.
The white mist gathered more and more, indistinct, like a hazy mist marsh.
Until one moment.
A faint hum resounded.
Ning Qi opened his eyes, feeling a sense as if time had elapsed. Though he was familiar with fake death, this period of sleep far exceeded his expectations.
"A whole month."
He exclaimed somewhat.
Originally imagining this final fake death would last similar to the previous one, he underestimated the magnitude of his Inner Strength and physical body, with the new Gang Qi white mist coalescing akin to marsh-like rain, unimaginably vast.
This also took a long time to transform.
Fortunately, everything was worthwhile.
Ning Qi had heard a few senior brothers describing their internal conditions.
None could compare to himself.
"Is this the Gang Qi Realm? Truly powerful."
Ning Qi reflected, and with a thought, Gang Qi flickered at his fingertips — a power incomparable to his previous Inner Strength.
"White mist, jade liquid, and Primordial Core, are technically three forms of Gang Qi."
"The cultivation of the Gang Essence Realm lies in incessantly refining Gang Qi, merging it with life essence: achieving initial gaseous white mist to solid Primordial Core; then attempts at ’Divine Union of Heaven and Earth,’ ’Unity of Heaven and Man,’ attaining the Celestial Human Realm."
The cultivation within the Gang Essence Realm bore no secrets for Ning Qi.
Even the cultivation technique for the Gang Essence Realm, he already developed the Myriad Phenomena True Gang.
He felt his current state unfathomably excellent, his thoughts turning, spiritual inspirations continuously rising — a vast elevation of life’s essence, promoting a higher realm of enlightenment, whereas ordinary Gang Essence Realm practitioners could live four hundred years, Ning Qi appeared vastly more exaggerated.
He speculated his lifespan potentially nearing the Celestial Human Realm.
Nonetheless.
Ning Qi’s most profound feeling now was...
He felt immensely strong.
Already uncertain about the limits of his own abilities.
The mighty Gang Qi within him surged with formidable strength, making him feel capable of instantly annihilating his former self.
"Perhaps... I could try flying."
Ning Qi’s heart stirred with a tinge of excitement and anticipation.
Ordinary Martial artists, upon reaching the Primordial Core Realm, could barely manage flight, but Ning Qi, with his overwhelming Gang Essence and high quality, might accomplish it.
He restrained the impulse, stepping outside.
The White Ape awaited long time, eyes filled with reverence. With his awakened Illusion-breaking Spirit Eyes, his perception was exceedingly keen, the fleeting oppressive aura earlier showed him how formidable his seemingly unremarkable teacher truly was.
"Has the master come out of seclusion?"
Ning Qi asked.
The White Ape respectfully bowed:
"The True Man hasn’t come out of seclusion yet."
Ning Qi hadn’t officially accepted him as an apprentice, hence the White Ape dared not address Taoist Longshan as a master.
Ning Qi was slightly surprised.
He originally thought his one-month fake death meant the master had already emerged; unexpectedly, he was still secluded.
"Seems the master’s harvest this time is indeed substantial."
He reflected, generally speaking, the longer the post-breakthrough digestion period for the Celestial Human Realm, the greater the gains — maybe the battle with the Wang Family Ancestor earlier had given Taoist Longshan some inspiration.
"Once the master comes out, I could exchange insight on the Celestial Being Unity Secret Technique, perhaps benefiting him — meanwhile, he might help me experience the Power of Heaven and Earth."
Ning Qi pondered.
In the night.
Ning Qi silently left True Martial Mountain, extraordinarily quick like a phantom.
Perceiving no one around, Ning Qi’s eyes revealed a hint of anticipation.
The next instant.
The mighty white mist Gang Qi within surged, and Ning Qi’s figure slowly lifted off the ground.
Initially unstable, yet upon adapting, exceedingly steady, surging forward like the wind.
Standing high above, he instinctively spread his arms, closed his eyes, feeling the night wind brushing past.
From lying immobilized on a sickbed in his past life, to now soaring through the sky.
Ning Qi couldn’t help but feel a surge of abandon and exhilaration.
And this, was merely a beginning.
Seizing this hard-won opportunity to advance further.