Chapter 3494 — Opening the Stone Door of the Ancient Tomb
The Blossom Guardian · Page 1 of 2
Even as Wei Zhao marveled, he did not stop circulating the mental art's verses; he let Wang Xinyan keep absorbing the true qi within his body. Of course, this could only be Wei Zhao—any other cultivator would have been drained of a rank, and likely would never recover.
But Wei Zhao was different; he could recover swiftly.
Wang Xinyan's strength was still soaring without pause. This mental cultivation art truly filled Wei Zhao with envy—if he possessed such an ability, cultivation would surely not have been so arduous.
Wei Zhao had clawed his way up from the Yellow rank, enduring a thousand hardships, yet those around him rose in rank smoothly and effortlessly, his rivals included. But while this made him sigh, it did not rouse much envy.
Though Wei Zhao's advancement was not as swift as theirs, who across the whole mortal world would dare say Wei Zhao was not foremost? Who would dare claim a strength surpassing his? Heaven-rank great perfection was not the same for all.
Before Wei Zhao even reached Heaven-rank great perfection, he could already slay great perfection experts in a single strike. But now, even among great perfection experts, who would dare claim they could slay a peer of the same level in one blow? That was the gap between them.
Swift advancement had its benefits and its drawbacks, but Wei Zhao had walked every step of the way on his own two feet, and only thus had he gained the strength to look down upon the entire mortal cultivation world.
The peak of the late Heaven rank, great perfection!
Wei Zhao had not expected Wang Xinyan to surge all the way to this point. Was this the peculiar nature of sponge-constitution cultivators? By the late stage, the stamina true qi in Wei Zhao's body was utterly depleted, all of it drawn away by Wang Xinyan, just as in Zhang Nai Pao's case. The only difference was that Wei Zhao's meridians were unharmed, so he could recover swiftly.
Yet the depletion of Wei Zhao's true qi did not mean Wang Xinyan had stopped. She continued to draw heaven-and-earth spiritual qi ceaselessly from the jade pendant space, until great perfection strength was reached.
Though Wei Zhao was himself a Heaven-rank great perfection expert, all the stamina true qi in his body was not enough to raise Wang Xinyan to great perfection; the heaven-and-earth spiritual qi of the jade pendant space had to supplement it.
This was much like the principle of a power bank—charging and discharging were not the same, and there was loss of charge along the way. So one could not say that because Wei Zhao gave Wang Xinyan all his true qi, she could directly reach Heaven-rank great perfection.
Unless those outland esoteric sect experts possessed such strength. Yet what the esoteric sect actually was, Wei Zhao did not know clearly either; he had only heard the Yu family's old ancestor speak of it once. He did not understand the specifics, but he guessed it might be an existence akin to an ancient sect, possessing some heterodox mental arts and verses.
Wang Xinyan successfully advanced to the peak of the late Heaven rank, great perfection, and even she found it unbelievable. Once upon a time, this had been a strength one could only look up to—yet in the blink of an eye, she herself had attained it?
"Xinyan, get used to it first. I'm exhausted from being drained by you—I need to recover my stamina true qi!" Wei Zhao had actually dropped a rank and become a rank-zero expert, so naturally he had to recover at once.
Though ordinary people would not dare provoke Wei Zhao now, he still feared that accidents might happen; he had to maintain peak condition at all times.
"Mm." Wang Xinyan's face flushed. Her relationship with Wei Zhao had grown intimate, so when he said he was exhausted from being drained by her, she could not help thinking of other things—she was no innocent little girl who understood nothing.