Rising from Small Cloud Rain Technique

Ji An glanced around, patted Wei Songnian on the shoulder, and whispered:

“Junior Brother, since your condition is improving, find a place to rest. Let’s chat once the demon beasts stop their assault.”

Being an injured party, he does not need to return to the city wall for further battles and can recuperate for a few days.

Having been stationed at Mingfeng Mountain for a long time, he was busy during the day, and in those rare moments of leisure, he would seize the time to meditate and cultivate, hoping to restore his magical power.

What was happening on the city wall was all hearsay, but today he could confirm them firsthand.

Wei Songnian nodded slightly, “Senior Brother, you go ahead. I’ll come over after the battle subsides.”

He discreetly clutched his lower abdomen as he turned and left; his dantian would occasionally throb with a sharp pain.

Watching him leave, Ji An continued treating the injured. Perhaps it was due to his good mood, but he found his spells coming more naturally.

When he cast the Rejuvenation Technique, green light flashed, and an illusion of red blossoms appeared.

Germination, growth, all things were full of vitality.

Ji An raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile on his lips; his understanding of the Rejuvenation Technique had deepened once more.

’The name Rejuvenation Technique is truly apt!’

Hidden vitality is what gives rise to the notion of rejuvenation.

In other words, the technique’s quick activation isn’t solely due to his skill; it should also stimulate the latent vitality within the cultivator himself.

Understanding this point, his mind became clearer and more transparent, and as he moved his fingers to cast the Rejuvenation Technique, there was a special rhythm to his movements.

The effects of the spell manifested in various forms: tender grass sprouting, giant trees reaching the sky, or a myriad of bright flowers blooming.

Faintly, a subtle fragrance wafted in the air, soothing the heart and soul, as if purifying it.

Joy welled up in Ji An’s heart, and he focused his mind into his dantian, connecting with the Upper Stone Turtle.

[Spell: Rejuvenation Technique (Perfection 89%→100%)]

’I’ve achieved enlightenment!’

He was overjoyed; if not for the injured all around him, he would’ve laughed out loud three times in celebration.

To think spell practice could advance so rapidly!

The words of the Rejuvenation Technique gradually faded; now, only Spirit Sealing Technique and Antitoxic Technique remained in the spell list.

Not far away, Meng Wanqiu took a few curious, deep breaths. In this blood-scented small courtyard, there was actually a floral aroma—what had happened?

She couldn’t help but stop and look around, her pupils contracting and her eyes widening instantly.

A green plant ’grew’ from one of the injured person’s arms, and as it thrived, various small flowers bloomed, and the fragrance swept over once more.

The blooms gradually wilted, the plant withered along with them, and when all the light and shadows disappeared, the wound on the cultivator’s arm was completely healed.

The Second Realm of Magic Intent Transformation!

Meng Wanqiu stood there in a daze; this was the realm that magic cultivators dreamed of, comparable to sword cultivators beginning to comprehend sword intent.

“Senior Sister, you’re pressing on my wound.”

The injured man grimaced, letting out a groan of pain.

The senior sister who was supposed to be healing him suddenly stopped, her hand near his wound.

Just now, she’d actually gripped him hard, causing cold sweat to drench his forehead in pain.

“Oh, Junior Brother, hold on a moment. I’ll heal you right away.”

With reddened cheeks, Meng Wanqiu hurriedly moved her fingers to cast the Rejuvenation Technique.

Ji An was engrossed in his new spell insight and couldn’t pull himself away. When he looked for more injured patients, he found there were none left in the courtyard.

The courtyard was steeped in shadow, with the last fiery rays of the setting sun spilling over the rooftops.

’Has so much time passed already?’

Meng Wanqiu stepped forward, cupped her hands, and said:

“Congratulations, Senior Brother, in comprehending the Mysterious Technique!”

The clear voice spread throughout, and the cultivators in the small courtyard cupped their hands in unison, “Congratulations, Senior Brother!”

They witnessed their fellow achieve the magical divine intent and perfect the Rejuvenation Technique.

Ji An returned the gesture:

“Haha, mutual joy!”

…

As the sky darkened, apart from the cultivators on guard duty, everyone else returned early to their abodes to meditate and rest.

The city’s streets were deserted; even if cultivators passed by, they were hastening along.

In the room, Ji An and Wei Songnian sat across from each other at the table.

It was laid out with some dried fruit and jerky, a plate of Tier Two fried pine nuts, and a jar of spirit wine.

“Senior Brother, your life is truly enviable.”

Wei Songnian swallowed a piece of jerky, slowly chewing, savoring the taste of the food spreading in his mouth, feeling an impulse to weep.

He hadn’t tasted food in over three months, with fasting pills being his sole source of sustenance.

Most of the cultivators in the Immortal City were as frugal as he was.

“Take it slow, drink some wine to wet your throat.”

Watching his companion devour the food, Ji An sighed inwardly, occasionally taking out more items from his storage bag to place on the table.

Feeling about forty percent full, Wei Songnian paused his eating and remarked:

“It feels like coming back to life.”

“Have some more.”

“If I eat more, I won’t be able to swallow the fasting pills later.”

A daily handful of slightly bitter fasting pills made Wei Songnian feel cultivation was meaningless.

He paused and asked:

“Senior Brother, when did you arrive at Mingfeng Mountain?”

Ji An was slightly taken aback before answering:

“It’s been two months now. During the day, I treat the injured here; at night, I meditate and cultivate, rarely venturing out.

How is the situation on the city wall now? What’s the casualty rate among the cultivators?”

In his endless busy days, he had somewhat lost track of time passing.

“I don’t have the specific statistics, but I estimate over fifty percent of the loose cultivators have been casualties. Foundation Establishment cultivators from sects suffered over ten percent casualties, and the Qi Refining disciples should have about forty percent casualties.

Now, the Mountain Protection Array must be activated for extended periods to fend off attacks, and Junior Martial Uncles at the Chao Origin Stage, as well as sect ancestors, have to take turns on the battlefield.