Chapter 302: Foundation Building, Fifth Level

Chapter 302: Foundation Building, Fifth Level

Wang Hong soared through the Mountain of Liquor, selecting a jar from the second-tier Spirit Wine. This particular jar contained White Crystal Fruit wine, aged for over a thousand years.

Earlier, he had consumed a ripe Green Spirit Peach, causing his Spiritual Power to surge. For the past few years, he had been refining his Spiritual Power diligently.

White Crystal Fruit was the best aid for this purpose, and the Spirit Wine brewed from it had even greater effects.

With wine and meat in hand, he drifted into the Green Spirit Peach forest and plucked a ripe fruit. His refined Spiritual Power had become exceptionally pure over the years.

Wang Hong decided to eat another Green Spirit Peach to break through to the Fifth Level of Foundation Building as soon as possible.

In the current turbulent Cultivation World, even as a core Sect Alchemist, he couldn't be assured of his safety.

It was crucial to increase his strength to have an extra layer of protection in times of crisis.

Exiting his Space, Wang Hong steamed the two silverfish over high heat for a quarter of an hour, separating the fish from their bones and flesh.

Then, he sprinkled some scallions made from Thousand-Year Polar Small Cold Onions, which he had obtained from Sloppy Old Daoist.

According to the Old Taoist, he had paid a significant price to obtain a single eight-hundred-year-old Polar Small Cold Onion.

Wang Hong had only cultivated a small patch of Polar Small Cold Onions in his Space, but it was more than enough for his personal consumption. Growing more seemed unnecessary.

The snow-white and glistening silverfish, adorned with scallions, sizzled as he poured hot oil over them.

A sizzling sound filled the room, and the scallion aroma blended with the fish fragrance, wafting through the entire room.

Wang Hong couldn't help but inhale deeply, trying to savor the delightful aroma that filled the air.

Using chopsticks, he picked up a piece of fish and brought it to his mouth. The fish was tender and slightly elastic, with a rich and fragrant flavor that didn't instantly dissolve but lingered on his taste buds.

He savored the exquisite taste of the fish until he swallowed it, wanting more.

Next, he brought out a jar of thousand-year Spirit Wine, opened the seal, and was immediately enveloped in a rich and mellow fragrance that filled the room.

The jar was nearly half-empty after aging for a thousand years, and the wine had become incredibly thick. Even when a drop was placed on the table, it maintained its spherical shape without spreading.

Wang Hong poured a glass into a jade cup and took a deep breath before sipping it. The wine's aroma penetrated deep into his lungs.

"Gu Junior Brother, Master specifically instructed you to stay in the marketplace and help me manage the business," Luo Yuxuan said, making it sound like Gu Wei's assistance was vital for the marketplace, though it was mainly to keep him here.

"I will be going into seclusion for quite a while when I return to the sect. Will you come back with me?" Wang Hong knew Gu Wei's temperament well and asked.

"Forget it, I'll stay here and learn more from Elder Brother," Gu Wei quickly shook his head. Compared to returning to the sect, he preferred staying here.

"In that case, Junior Brother, take care on your journey!"

The next day, Wang Hong rode Little Peng and flew toward the Qingxu Sect. On the way, he encountered five Treasure Hunters who, seeing him alone, thought he would be an easy target and surrounded him.

To ensure his Spiritual Power stabilized sooner, Wang Hong deliberately summoned two Spiritual Weapons to fight against the five individuals.

He fought them single-handedly and didn't seem to be at a disadvantage. In fact, he appeared to gain confidence as the battle went on.

The highest cultivation level among the five was only in the mid-stage of Foundation Building, and they had unwittingly become Wang Hong's whetstones for practice.

At this moment, the five Treasure Hunters were growing increasingly worried. They felt as though they had kicked a hornet's nest and didn't know if it was too late to surrender.

They were now clearly on the losing side. One of them had even tried to escape earlier but was blocked by a giant bird that didn't join the fight. It leisurely flew around, occasionally tossing a handful of melon seeds into its mouth, ensuring no one could escape.

They deeply regretted encountering this bird now. As they struggled to fend off Wang Hong's relentless attacks, one of them lost their head to his blade.

The remaining four immediately surrendered and begged for mercy, hoping to be spared.

However, their opponent showed no mercy and continued to ruthlessly kill. The last Treasure Hunter attempted to flee but was cleaved in half by Little Peng's wing.

After this battle, Wang Hong's Spiritual Power had been further tempered, and the previously unstable energy had become more solid.

He collected the items from the five corpses, then cremated the bodies with a burst of flames and left the scene.

Sitting on Little Peng's back, Wang Hong examined the loot and realized that these Treasure Hunters were either newcomers or struggling financially. Their possessions were meager, consisting of a few ordinary Spiritual Weapons and minimal Spirit Stones and pills.

It was nothing compared to the last haul he had obtained in the Demonic Beast's cave.

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