NOVPUBThe Spirit Stream Realm is the first realm of cultivation and the foundational stage, so one should not rush through it hastily.
This is also why spirit fortune sticks, these wondrous items, do not appear on the Spirit Stream battlefield.
But once a cultivator reaches the Cloud River Realm, what they need to do is to enhance their strength as quickly as possible, and thus the spirit fortune sticks come into being.
After entering the Cloud River Realm, a cultivator's life is inevitably intertwined with spirit fortune sticks.
Seeing that Lu Ye and Yiyi had already immersed themselves in cultivation, Hua Ci walked to the other side of the room and sat down cross-legged.
When she first met Lu Ye, her cultivation was somewhat higher than his, but now the situation had completely reversed.
Currently at Cloud River Level 1, Lu Ye had reached Cloud River Level 6, and with eighteen gold-hued spirit fortune sticks in hand, his cultivation would see a significant increase.
"I need to improve my cultivation too," Hua Ci thought to herself.
Otherwise, the gap between them would only widen, and one day, she might not even be able to see Lu Ye's figure from behind.
However, when it comes to improving cultivation, she still had full confidence.
Ordinary cultivators, even with the help of spirit fortune sticks, must follow a set progression.
But she had a different way of cultivation.
Lifting her hand, a Ten Thousand Poisons Pill appeared in her palm, and she swallowed it, silently refining it, feeling the surging power erupting within her body, strengthening her foundation.
The Ten Thousand Poisons Pill was a condensation of her own cultivation. Because she had always been in the Spirit Stream battlefield, she was constrained by the rules of the battlefield, so her cultivation could only reach the 9th Heaven level at most. Any further advancement would mean ascending to the Cloud River and leaving the Spirit Stream battlefield.
But with a treasure like the Ten Thousand Poisons Forest under her guard, how could she willingly leave?
So, every time her cultivation reached the 9th Heaven level, she would expel her own cultivation and condense it into Ten Thousand Poisons Pills to store away, which in turn would cause her cultivation to drop back to the 8th Heaven level, and then she would start cultivating again.
Thus, she was trapped in an endless cycle!
This led to a long period of hardship for Hua Ci in the Spirit Stream battlefield!
The cultivators of this generation in the Spirit Stream battlefield truly suffered.
In the previous decade or so, there were Feng Yuechan, Yanh Xing, and Li Baxian, these three scourges, who firmly occupied the top three spots on the Spirit Stream Ranking, immovable as mountains.
Just when they finally rid themselves of these three, not waiting for the Spirit Stream Realm to celebrate with drums and gongs, Lu Yiye from the Righteous Blood Sect emerged and surpassed them all.
During those few months when he ruled the Spirit Stream battlefield, even the Core Circle big sects were so suppressed they couldn't raise their heads, and the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators were always fearful when venturing out.
Luckily, after only a few months, Lu Ye advanced to the Cloud River and left the Spirit Stream battlefield.
Everyone thought the dark clouds over the Spirit Stream battlefield had finally dispersed, and brightness would arrive.
But unexpectedly, out of nowhere came Hua Ci from the Righteous Blood Sect!
This woman, unknown and seemingly emerging out of thin air, turned out to be an even darker cloud than Lu Yiye, casting a long shadow over the Spirit Stream battlefield, devoid of sunlight for a long time.
What made it unbearable for everyone was that the Spirit Stream Ranking marked her as a healing cultivator!
A healing cultivator!
The Spirit Stream Ranking was not without healing cultivators, but there were always few of them, and they ranked quite low, almost always beyond the fiftieth place.
A healing cultivator who could make it into the top fifty was impressive enough, not to mention the first place.
And she occupied it for nearly a year, even longer than Lu Yiye had ruled the Spirit Stream Ranking!
For the cultivators of the Haotian Alliance, it was more bearable because, after all, the Righteous Blood Sect was part of the Haotian Alliance. Hua Ci occupying the first place could be seen as bringing honor to the Haotian Alliance.
But for the cultivators of Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, it was unbearable. Every time they checked the Spirit Stream Ranking, seeing that elevated name and faction felt like an invisible slap to their faces.
During this year, it was not that no strong cultivators from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge challenged Hua Ci for the first place. But after each battle, they often couldn't even catch a glimpse of her before they were bewilderingly poisoned, forced to concede defeat.
In the three months after Lu Ye left the Spirit Stream battlefield, Hua Ci faced many challenges from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators, but as her fame grew, no one dared to openly provoke her anymore.
This also allowed her ample time to cultivate in peace at the Ten Thousand Poisons Forest.
When she emerged from the Ten Thousand Poisons Forest, this forbidden land, which had existed in the Spirit Stream battlefield for who knows how long, had become a common woodland.
All the essence of the Ten Thousand Poisons Forest was turned into Ten Thousand Poisons Pills in Hua Ci's hands.
This resulted in her having nearly a hundred of these pills!
Each Ten Thousand Poisons Pill was the essence condensed from the 8th to the 9th Heaven level.
In Lu Ye's hands, the Ten Thousand Poisons Pill could only be used to kill enemies, but in her hands, the effect was in no way inferior to the gold-hued spirit fortune sticks, and might even surpass them!
As long as she refined these Ten Thousand Poisons Pills anew, Hua Ci was confident that, even if she couldn't catch up to Lu Ye's cultivation, she would not fall too far behind.
The room was silent, with two people, a spirit, and a tiger all engrossed in their cultivation, unable to extricate themselves.
Lu Ye did not use up all eighteen gold-hued spirit fortune sticks in one go.
One gold-hued spirit fortune stick could last a little over a day, roughly thirteen to fourteen Shichen.
To use up eighteen gold-hued spirit fortune sticks, even if he did not stop for a moment, it would take twenty days.
Although he was eager to improve his cultivation, he also understood a principle: too rapid or too fierce an increase in cultivation is not necessarily good. His body needed time to adapt to the increase in strength; otherwise, if his realm increased without being able to control the acquired power, it would also be futile.
Appropriate consolidation can make the increase in cultivation more solid.
So every time he exhausted three gold-hued spirit fortune sticks, he would rest for two days before continuing his cultivation with the help of the sticks.
Even during his rest, he was never idle.
He had many things to do.
He needed to comprehend the secrets of the Tyrannical Saber Technique, assimilate the gifts from the Hundred Arrays Pagoda, stimulate the Breath Fruit Core to enter the Mirage Scene for tempering, and adapt to the changes in his own strength.
During this time, he noticed another benefit that the Origin of the Soaring Dragon World had brought to him.
His aptitude for understanding seemed to have improved a lot compared to before.
Because after re-comprehending the secrets of the Tyrannical Saber Technique, he could see many things he couldn't see before and comprehend what he had never comprehended before.
The secrets of the Tyrannical Saber Technique were not just those three sabers; it was a complete and flawless saber legacy, everything encompassed within the earth-shattering might of the three sabers.
Currently, Lu Ye could only observe the first strike, yet he had already learned many useful things from it.
And these insights could enhance his combat skills and methods of killing enemies.
The one who left this legacy must have been a mighty cultivator.
The Dragon Throne was not originally from the Soaring Dragon World; it came from beyond the heavens, and Lu Ye suspected the Tyrannical Saber Technique was as well.
In this way, the days passed uneventfully.
A month blinked by!
When the power of the last gold-hued spirit fortune stick was exhausted, the golden vortex in front of him disappeared, and the thick spirit mist enveloping his body also vanished completely, Lu Ye slowly opened his eyes and exhaled gently.
One had to say that after his cultivation aptitude improved, the efficiency of his cultivation indeed saw a significant increase, which undoubtedly made the gold-hued spirit fortune stick even more valuable to him.
The river of spirit force within his body surged, the sound of its waters buzzing, but as Lu Ye breathed out, it gradually calmed down.
The undulating waves of spirit force around him also slowly receded.
And the fluctuation of the spirit force he emanated, astonishingly, belonged to the Cloud River Level 8!
After a month of arduous cultivation, he had broken through from Cloud River Level 6 to Level 8, leaping over an entire level—a pace that was simply breathtaking.
Moreover, Lu Ye had reached Level 8 not just recently, but three days ago.
The cultivation of these three days had allowed him to accumulate and settle significantly at the Level 8 realm.
The fluctuations of spirit force and demonic power around Yiyi and Amber were by no means inferior to his own. In other words, just in terms of cultivation, neither Yiyi nor Amber had been left behind by him. 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓹𝓾𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂
All of this was not only due to the mysterious effect of the gold-hued spirit fortune stick, but also partly because of the special cultivation methods of the spirit and the tiger.
Lu Ye's efficiency in cultivation was naturally far higher than Yiyi and Amber's, but the cultivation of this spirit and tiger was always mutually reinforcing; the combination of the two allowed them to keep pace with Lu Ye.
The three of them had grown tremendously, but compared to Hua Ci's growth, it seemed not worth mentioning.
Lu Ye looked up towards Hua Ci, who was still cultivating.
She was enveloped in a faint green mist all around her, clearly a highly poisonous substance, yet under her control, not a trace spread out—if it had, the room would have been uninhabitable.
A month ago, Hua Ci was at Cloud River Level 1, but now, the fluctuation of spirit force from her had astonishingly reached Level 6!
In one month, she had crossed five minor levels.
Looking back through history, this was probably unprecedented.
Even if other cultivators used gold-hued spirit fortune sticks continuously for a month, the speed of their cultivation progress could not compare to Hua Ci's advancement.
All this, of course, could be attributed to her Ten Thousand Poisons Pill.
This pill was a condensation of her cultivation at Level 1, and re-refining it back into her body was naturally extremely easy.
So although Hua Ci stayed in the Spirit Stream battlefield for nearly a year, the impact on her cultivation was only temporary; she had simply stored her own cultivation in a way others could not understand.
Once in the Cloud River battlefield, there was a terrifying progression of accumulated thickness and sudden thinness.
Withdrawing his gaze, Lu Ye rose to his full height.
"Are we leaving?" Yiyi discerned his thoughts.
"Yes, some matters need to be settled," Lu Ye replied.
Yiyi naturally knew what he was referring to.
Ever since the animosity began with those few people in the hunting ground, they had continuously pursued him relentlessly, bent on driving him to his death.
Over this long period, from being completely outmatched by Lu Ye to being able to turn defeat into victory with the help of formations, and then being able to hold his ground slightly...
But such entanglements would eventually come to an end, as no one wants to be the target of relentless pursuit.
Once in the Spirit Stream battlefield, the cultivators from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge targeted Lu Ye in various ways, but as soon as Lu Ye acquired sufficient strength, he killed them in droves, causing rivers of blood and making the Core Circle's big sect encampments unable to hold their heads high.
Yiyi had a strong premonition.
History... seemed destined to repeat itself!
The Lu Ye of today, just as back on the Spirit Stream battlefield, now had the capital to turn the tables.
