Chapter 1908 — Overjoyed
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Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu fell silent. They didn't know whether becoming an Inheritor carried any danger, but Tang Zhi had already become one—only Wei Zhao had forgotten her. If Feng Xiaoxiao became an Inheritor, though, Wei Zhao would never let the matter rest. And if Feng Xiaoxiao were sacrificed to save Wei Zhao, Wei Zhao would hardly be happy when he found out. It was a real headache. Thank goodness they hadn't been able to reach Feng Xiaoxiao back then—and thank goodness Wei Zhao had pulled through on his own.
"Still, if I'd known earlier, I'd have begged her to step in anyway. Worst case, I'd just become an Inheritor. If Sister Tang Zhi could do it, so can I," Feng Xiaoxiao said with a smile.
"All right, it's all over now—let's not talk about such gloomy things." Gu Mengyao shook her head. "Xiaoxiao, you go ahead and get busy. Xiaoshu and I will work out how to explain it to Wei Zhao next time he brings this up."
After hanging up, Gu Mengyao sighed softly. Find Wei Zhao a proper wife, just like that? She truly didn't want to—but there was no help for it. She had to admit that Feng Xiaoxiao's suggestion was the only solution.
Wei Zhao had entered the jade pendant space early to begin cultivating the second level of the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art. This feeling of accumulating little by little carried him back to those days in the mountains, cultivating the first level—it felt just the same now. He could sense the true qi circulating faster and faster through his body, driven by the mental technique, yet the true qi drawn into him was not much. To be precise, he no longer had that sensation from when he'd mastered the first level to perfection—that frantic absorption of true qi—and as a result, his rate of advancement began to slow.
Yet Wei Zhao also discovered an advantage: though the true qi was drawn in more slowly, the energy converted through the second level's mental technique was far purer. In other words, though he took in less energy, what he converted was more refined—and this finally loosened the bottleneck that had held him at the early Earth Rank, nudging him toward the peak of early Earth Rank...
When Wei Zhao realized this, he was overjoyed. If not for that, he'd even have been tempted to switch back to the first level of the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art and keep cultivating that—because the first level drew in so much more true qi. But now it seemed that more was useless; the energy loss was apparently greater, and the efficiency too low!
Still, there was joy and there was frustration. The joy was that his strength had improved somewhat; the frustration was that the second level of the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art seemed stuck at the initial stage. When he circulated it, it wasn't especially smooth—nothing like the effortless mastery he'd felt with the first level.
Of course, he had only been cultivating it for a few days. Wei Zhao knew well the saying that greed brings indigestion—strength came little by little, not in one gluttonous gulp. Since Old Jiao had already told him to be patient and advance steadily, he shouldn't be dreaming of some unrealistic rapid breakthrough.