Cultivation Starts from Farming

At this moment, a circle of dark purple magical patterns suddenly exploded under his feet.

Out of the void condensed a hundred-zhang tall bone demon apparition, each of its six arms holding a broken demonic weapon and roaring at the sky, with a mana fluctuation unique to mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators shaking the surroundings.

Upon witnessing this scene, the gentle middle-aged man's eyes slightly narrowed.

He stepped into the air with the Seven Stars Step, each step forming a blooming Purple Gold Lotus Platform, and in an instant he was on par with the bone demon apparition.

"This is the power of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!!" Countless people looked at this scene in fear.

They felt that just a motion from these two apparitions could crush them into flesh pulp.

However, in the eyes of other Nascent Soul cultivators, these two magic images were mere posturing and prestige.

Their power was far from reaching mid-stage Nascent Soul, even early-stage Nascent Soul was a stretch.

Evidently, both mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators were seasoned actors, not having any substantial exchange, but instantly understanding each other's intent.

"If you know what's good for you, hand over Jiang Jingxing and Wan Ming, or today will be your burial ground!"

The sturdy man, engulfed in black Qi, had a cold gaze and a tone as firm as rolling thunder.

The gentle middle-aged man's expression remained calm as water, disregarding the other's threat like an insignificant breeze.

He slightly raised his head, meeting the other's gaze with an icy look, his voice clear yet containing undeniable firmness:

"Then let's see your skills!"

Before the words even finished, the atmosphere between them instantly tensed to the extreme.

The demonic cultivator said no more, his hands rapidly forming seals, chanting rapidly.

The dark purple magical patterns beneath him shone brightly, and the hundred-zhang tall bone demon apparition emerged once more.

The six arms wielded the broken demonic weapons, letting out earth-shaking roars, as if to utterly obliterate everything before them.

Seeing this, the gentle middle-aged man's expression turned solemn yet fearless.

He raised both hands, softly chanting a spell, and his whole being radiated brilliant purple and gold light, starkly contrasted against the thick demonic Qi.

The Purple Gold Lotus Platforms bloomed continually under his feet, dreamlike and ethereal.

In a blink, he flew towards the bone demon apparition, with a graceful posture that revealed an unstoppable momentum.

As they clashed, a cataclysmic sound erupted across the heavens and earth.

The mana collision surged like a roaring tsunami, crashing outwards wave after wave.

Other Nascent Soul cultivators upon seeing this did not hesitate to start clashing as well.

Instantly, terrifying mana shockwaves spread about.

Thus, the scene turned intense, yet each Nascent Soul cultivator was careful not to strike lethally.

But the armies of cultivators behind each side watched with trembling hearts, as the battle's aftermath swept over like raging floodwaters.

Even the slightest aftershock was an overwhelming disaster for these cultivators of relatively lower level.

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Half a year later.

In the training chamber at Thousand Leaves Mountain, silence and depth prevailed.

Xu Ping was calmly seated on a meditation mat, five hearts pointed to the sky, eyes shut tightly, his entire aura restrained, seemingly merging with the surrounding environment.

As he slowly operated the Longevity Skill, the Spiritual Qi around seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, converging from all directions like tidal waves.

The Spiritual Qi gradually accumulated above his head, eventually forming into a massive qi vortex.

The qi vortex spun swiftly, emitting a faint humming sound, its glow flickering and unstable.

Lost in cultivation, what felt like an eternity had passed.

Suddenly, Xu Ping's aura burst forth with radiant light, a vast and pure aura surged from within him.

This powerful aura instantly dispersed the previously majestic qi vortex around him.

The scattered Spiritual Qi transformed into threads and fused into his being.

"Longevity Skill... perfected!"

An uncontrollable wave of joy surged through Xu Ping's heart.

He had expended countless time and effort for this day; now that the Longevity Skill was finally perfected, how could he not feel overjoyed!!

Yet in the midst of joy, he suppressed the surging within his heart.

Because, at this moment, he keenly sensed that his cultivation was about to reach the crucial point of Foundation Establishment perfection, demanding utmost focus.

Once his mind settled, Xu Ping took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and began fully operating the perfected level of the Longevity Skill.

In an instant, countless Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi seemed to respond to a powerful summons, flooding ferociously towards Xu Ping's body.

This Spiritual Qi rushed like a torrent, roaring into him.

Within Xu Ping, the perfected level of the Longevity Skill worked like a precise and powerful refining machine, continually purifying the incoming Spiritual Qi into pure mana.

Uncertain of how much time had passed.

In Xu Ping's dantian, the three hundred and sixtieth droplet of liquid mana slowly formed above.

This droplet of mana was like a bright and dazzling jewel, emitting deep and alluring emerald green light.

Set against the sticky mana sphere around it, it appeared particularly striking.

Finally, the droplet gently trembled, then slowly blended into the thick mana sphere within the dantian.

"Boom!"

At that moment, the mana within Xu Ping's dantian had truly reached the limit of the Foundation Establishment realm.

A super strong aura emanated from him, like surging waves, spreading and vibrating throughout, swiftly engulfing the entire training chamber.

This aura was not only powerful and profound but also carried an overwhelming strength ready to break through constraints.