City Lord’s Mansion.
Fire, frost, rolling logs, sharp blades of gold, and massive stones, each belonging to the Five Elements, continuously attacked Meng Chong.
Meng Chong’s eyes flickered with a sharp light as he used his immortal technique, Wild Sprint Thunderclap.
His body moved like lightning, unusually swift, weaving through the gaps between the spells.
It was only until the very last wave of spells that his shoulder was grazed by a gold blade.
His subordinates, responsible for sparring with him, immediately congratulated him.
Meng Chong had made great progress.
“Hahaha.” Meng Chong laughed. “Ten more sessions of special training like this, and when I charge through the next time, I won’t be afraid of those spell puppets’ attacks anymore.”
After resting for a while, the Meng family’s servants immediately offered carefully prepared refreshments, all of them being Spirit Food.
Meng Chong ate and drank a few bites, and then he heard the latest intelligence.
“What?” He raised his eyebrows slightly.
“Ning Xiaohui entered the Immortal Palace three times today, and each time she was intercepted by the mechanical apes, suffering defeat and losing badly, unable to even reach the preparation room.”
“How is she so unlucky?”
“Why is it that I hardly encounter that mechanical ape anymore?”
Meng Chong had been thinking about the Golden-Blooded Battle Ape, Dasheng, for a long time.
After all, he had faced Yuan Dasheng many times and had always lost, holding a grudge and truly wanting to get his revenge.
However, under Ning Zhuo’s arrangement and command, Yuan Dasheng had rarely intercepted Meng Chong anymore.
On the rare occasions he did, it was when Meng Chong was in the heat of battle, where Yuan Dasheng would sneak in and ambush him during his fights, achieving frequent success.
This made Meng Chong even angrier. In the beginning, he had cursed out loud.
Later, perhaps realizing that the mechanical ape couldn’t understand human speech, he simply shut his mouth.
For Ning Xiaohui, Yuan Dasheng had become a nightmare.
But for Meng Chong, he was a coveted and unattainable opponent.
The Zheng Family.
Mechanical trap training room.
Zheng Jian walked across the wooden floor.
His gaze was calm, his body exuding a cold aura, and his steps were slow.
Every step he took, he lifted his legs high and slowly lowered them down.
During the descent, his innate “Heart-Piercing Perception” would frequently activate, alerting him to danger.
Zheng Jian walked from the beginning to the end without triggering a single trap beneath the floor.
This kind of special training had been conducted many times.
Zheng Jian had gained a deeper mastery of his innate talent, and his training results were significant.
However, what made Zheng Jian sigh was the talismans from the Ning family.
“This Ice Heart Talisman really suits me.”
“When I use this talisman, I can enter an absolutely calm state. My innate ‘Heart-Piercing Perception’ almost always activates!”
“It’s a pity that the Ice Heart Talisman can only be refined by cultivators who specialize in the Ice Heart Sutra.”
“And the Ice Heart Sutra is the core technique of the Ning family’s main lineage. This talisman involves the mysteries of the Ice Heart Sutra and is rarely circulated in the outer markets.”
“I only had the opportunity to enjoy this benefit thanks to the collaboration of the three families.”
“Sigh...”
The Zhou Family.
Underground martial arena.
Zhou Zhu and Zhou Zhenshen were preparing for a sparring match.
Both of them took out their medicine pouches, which contained a pile of silver-gray powder.
They tilted their heads back, opened their mouths wide, and directly poured the silver-gray powder into their mouths.
This was the Distraction Powder.
The effects of the powder quickly kicked in, causing subtle changes in the expressions of these two Qi Refining talents from the Zhou family.
“Let’s fight!” Zhou Zhenshen shouted in a low voice.
Zhou Zhu responded with a muffled grunt.
Zhou Zhenshen first activated his spell, launching a rapid attack.
Zhou Zhu defended himself and then took out a mechanical war hammer.
Mud Gate Ground-Shaking Hammer!
The war hammer was almost as tall as Zhou Zhu himself, and its weight was considerable.
Among the Seven Flames, the Glazed Purifying Fire was highly sought after because it could burn away impurities, leaving a cultivator’s spiritual sense, mana, and blood essence as
pure as possible.
Cultivators universally pursued the purification of their mana with relentless dedication.
“The purification ability of the Tornado Windmill is only a secondary function. Its main role is to accelerate the refining of mana.”
“If I had a dedicated purification tool, it would be even better.”
After one round of purification, Ning Zhuo’s mana had been reduced from ten parts to less than six, a significant difference.
Ning Zhuo continued to breathe in spiritual energy, refining it into Five Elements Mana.
After two or three cycles, Ning Zhuo restored his purified mana back to ten parts.
He paused his dantian cultivation, intending to let the purified mana nourish his middle dantian and sea of qi.
He then began his essence cultivation.
The source of his essence refinement was his physical body.
And the condition of his body was primarily influenced by abundant Spirit Food and pills.
Ning Zhuo never skimped on his cultivation.
Not only that, but he also used one Washing Marrow Pill and one Detoxification Pill.
These two pills were gifts from the Ning family’s main branch.
Not long ago, after a thorough examination by Sun Lingtong, Ning Zhuo had meticulously tested them himself.
The Washing Marrow Pill could slightly improve his physique, while the Detoxification Pill primarily removed accumulated toxins from his body.
The effects were not particularly obvious.
On the one hand, Washing Marrow Pills needed to be taken over a long period and in large quantities to gradually show results.
Ning Zhuo had just begun taking them.
On the other hand, since Ning Zhuo relied mainly on Spirit Food, supplemented by pills, the toxins he had accumulated weren’t significant.
Before long, Ning Zhuo’s essence cultivation session for the day ended.
He then started practicing spells.
He took out the Five Elements Ruler, holding it in his hand, quietly urging his Five Elements Mana, and casting the Five Elements Mutual Generation and Restraint Technique.
The floating clouds roiled, barely concealing Ning Zhuo’s spell fluctuations.
The Five Elements Ruler allowed the Five Elements Mana to quickly separate, making it quite beneficial for Ning Zhuo’s spell practice.
“Complicated.”
“This spell is too complicated, the likes of which I’ve never encountered before!”
“Sigh, if only there were corresponding rewards on the leaderboard.”
“Maybe there will be in the later stages of the Immortal Palace?”
Ning Zhuo had just started practicing this spell, and the road ahead was long.
After practicing for a while, Ning Zhuo took out two comprehension paintings, the Frost-Lingering Painting and the Proud-Snow Painting.
Staring at them for a long time, Ning Zhuo rubbed his forehead, still at a loss.
“No rush.”
Ning Zhuo took out an Enlightenment Pill and immediately swallowed one.
He stared at the two comprehension paintings again, his eyes fixed on them.
His thoughts gradually drifted, and Ning Zhuo didn’t hold them back, letting them wander freely.
Ning Zhuo slowly began to feel a subtle sensation brought about by the comprehension paintings.
It was a feeling he hadn’t experienced before.
However, the comprehension paintings only gave him a faint impression.
Instead, the mechanical blueprints in his mind, and the mechanical classics left to him by his mother, became exceptionally vivid.
In addition, the various techniques and spells he had obtained in the Lava Immortal Palace also became clear.
“The Fire Burial Prajna Spirit-Resolving Sutra!”
In the end, the entire text of the Fire Burial Sutra clearly appeared in Ning Zhuo’s mind, word for word.
Ning Zhuo suddenly had a new understanding of this sutra.
He beamed with joy.
“So there’s a deeper interpretation of this scripture!”
“Wonderful!”
“I can now refine spiritual devices on my own.”
It was truly a case of “the flower you seek refuses to bloom, but the willow you plant by chance thrives.”
Ning Zhuo had never expected that by taking the Enlightenment Pill to comprehend the mysteries of the comprehension paintings, he would end up gaining new insights into the Fire Burial Sutra.