Rising from Small Cloud Rain Technique

The Ox Demon said in a booming voice:

“I agree with sending an emissary; we should choose a quick-witted Demon King for this task.”

No one can predict Fairy Hu’s reaction upon learning of their plan, so only a clever Demon King can accomplish this mission.

The Cyan Dragon smiled slightly and said:

“In that case, the best candidate for this emissary would undoubtedly be the Black Wolf Demon King.”

Among the many Demon Kings, this Wolf Demon is the most cunning, having aroused suspicion about his actions several times.

Being an emissary carries some risk; if they could use the hands of a Transformed Great Demon to teach him a lesson, it would be beneficial to him.

The Black Wolf shook his head, “I feel the proposal just now was a bit hasty, we need to discuss it further.”

Hu Yuniang was dissatisfied with the progress of the Demon Kings, urging them urgently.

Now, going to discuss retreat will not avoid reprimands.

Barred his teeth, the Black Wolf Demon King continued:

“Yuanhe Mountain must be reaching the end of its resources; with one more push, we can surely flatten its sect gate.”

Without benefits, how can one take the risk of becoming an emissary.

If successful, everyone benefits, but if not, only he bears the burden.

…

The storm outside the Sect has nothing to do with Red Flame Peak; Ji An continues his cultivation steadily and methodically.

Every day, feeling a slight improvement in cultivation brings him joy and contentment.

Half a month has flown by; it is already noon today.

Ji An is still cultivating, as the Evergreen Wood Skill operates, lights of various colors dance around him, mingling with his breath.

The dark Gui Water Spirit Light exudes a moisturizing aura, being absorbed by the Dao Seed in the Yongquan Acupoint and exhaled, then integrated into the kidneys.

The cloud-like patterns on the surface of the kidneys seem to spread slightly, exceptionally lively.

The yellow Light of Ji Earth spreads nourishing intent, absorbed by the Post-earth Seed of Essence in the Chongmen Acupoint, blending into the spleen.

The orange Ding Fire Spirit Light is extracted from the surrounding fruit trees, inhaled along with the pale golden Sun Bing Fire in the sky.

Bingding Harmony, pale golden patterns appear on the heart’s surface, covering about thirty percent.

A unique drop of Spiritual Liquid manifests; if Liu Yu knew, he’d be surprised, as he only achieved Heart Fire Liquid at the Late-stage Foundation Establishment.

Ji An is a cultivator of the Wood Element Technique, yet everything here proceeds smoothly and naturally.

Jia Yi Wood Spirit Mechanism tangles across the liver surface, indistinguishable from each other.

The leaf vein-like cyan patterns almost occupy the entire liver; in the Jade Spring Acupoint, the color of the Yi Wood Rejuvenation Dao Seed fluctuates between emerald green and withered yellow, like experiencing Life and Death, Withering and Flourishing; in the Hua Gai Acupoint, the Seed of All Things is dark green, bursting with vitality.

In his Spiritual Sense, Ji An feels he has turned into a forest.

Giant trees stand tall, weathering the storms, resisting the passage of time.

At the forest floor, shrubs and vines entangle, lush grass flourishes.

Spiritual Qi circulates within the Immortal Vein, a unique rhythm resounding within the body.

Ji An doesn’t need to consciously activate his Cultivation Technique; the Evergreen Wood Skill operates spontaneously.

The flower patterns on the liver surface shimmer in emerald, displaying the power of growth.

Water from the kidneys and Earth from the spleen are absorbed by the liver’s Divine Intent, under the heart’s fire, the force of growth burgeons, turning the liver’s surface patterns into dark green.

Metal in the lungs exudes a dreary extinction Magic Intent, causing life essence in the liver’s patterns to wane, gradually withering as if life itself is fading.

The patterns grow dim, yet vitality lies dormant.

Life and Death, Withering and Flourishing transform, natural and harmonious.

Wood in the liver radiates cyan brilliance, the heart’s fire bursts forth with vibrant red light, Earth in the spleen reveals a gentle yellow Spirit Light, the lungs exhibit a silvery white hue, the water in the kidneys is deeply inked.

The five-colored radiance alternates between light and dark, various Dao Seeds synchronizing completely with the luminescent patterns on the organs.

The Power of the Five Elements circulates, forming a balanced loop.

A domain spans out about a yard radius from where Ji An is seated.

On the ground, green grass sprouts, trees grow, flowers bloom, then wither, repeating endlessly.

Moreover, the scent of fresh grass and faint floral fragrance diffuse nearby.

This is the manifestation of the Cultivation Technique Divine Intent, all is illusion.

A few White Jade Bees flew over, trying to settle on the flowers to gather nectar, yet they could not linger, futilely wandering here.

The Evergreen Wood Skill continues tirelessly, refining the Spiritual Qi into verdant Magical Power brimming with burgeoning vigor.

The Magical Power flows within the Immortal Vein, displaying a green hue, nourished by the strands of Wood Element Elemental Power.

Eventually, the Magical Power converges into the Dantian, where it rains a drizzly rain over the Sea of Magical Power.

The Stone Turtle swims around happily, its shell radiating warmth and brightness.

The time approaches noon, the sunlight growing fiercer.

The burning sensation in the Immortal Vein pulls Ji An back from the ’clouds’ to reality as he gradually ceases cultivation.

The anomalies from the manifestation of the Cultivation Technique Divine Intent vanish, and the White Jade Bees, unable to collect nectar, fly away contentedly.

Ceasing cultivation is not the end; Ji An begins to run a Secret Technique, manifesting pale silver Life Light in his kidneys, like nimble little fish.

Suddenly, as if a light flickers, the little fish split into two, resting separately in each kidney; Ji An feels the Life Light seems somehow different.

Half an hour passes, the sun reaches overhead, marking noon.

As the sunlight reaches its peak intensity, the Life Light conceals itself completely, disappearing entirely.

Ji An opens his eyes, now having concluded his morning cultivation.

Starting at early morning, it took three and a half double hours.

He looks down at the Spiritual Objects beside him; the Jade Bowl is now empty, with not a drop of Trickle Spirit Water left; the Azure Dragon Wood and the Profound Yellow Soil have lost all their color.

Reaching out and touching it, the Azure Dragon Wood scattered like a pile of sand.

Ji An stood up, raised his hands and stretched lazily, muttering to himself:

“The constant feeling of becoming stronger, truly delightful!”

Just as he was about to step away, a Spiritual Peach fell from the nearby fruit tree, about to hit the ground.

Ji An used the Object Control Technique to grab it with his hand, and the peach flew into his palm.

Looking at the Spiritual Peach with its skin as red as fire, Ji An laughed heartily.

He put away the Spirit Fruit and strolled back to the Cold Pool.

The dining table already had lunch laid out, with wine filled to the brim.

Ji An sat down and said warmly:

“Cuihua, the Tier Two middle-grade Spirit Medicine is starting to ripen. Later, take a few people to pick some and pack them into gift boxes.

Tell Songtao, each person will be rewarded with five Spirit Stones after picking.”

The Tier Two middle-grade Spirit Fruit is much more precious. He planned to send four to Master, two each for Junior Martial Uncle Jia Yu and Junior Martial Uncle Zhang Zizhao, and one to each of his familiar brothers.

As for other acquaintances, he decided not to give any.

“Understood,” Zhang Cuihua beamed with joy, delighted by the additional Spirit Stone rewards.

…

The next day, after finishing his morning cultivation, Ji An left Red Flame Peak, riding the Flame Light Banner.

A faint blue-tailed flame streaked across the sky, flying towards Ningcui Cliff.

In terms of speed, piloting a Spiritual Artifact is much faster than using a Flying Shuttle.

The distance between Red Flame Peak and Ningcui Cliff was relatively far; using a Flying Shuttle would take three double hours round trip.

But with the Flame Light Banner, it only took two double hours.

He landed on the mountaintop of Ningcui Cliff and stepped into the Grotto Mansion.

“Greetings, Master, haha, Senior Sister and Senior Brother are here as well, so I can make one less trip.”

Ji An took out a gift box made of top-grade Xuan Yang Wood, adorned with the Blessings and Longevity Pattern.

“Master, the Tier Two middle-grade Spiritual Peaches from Red Flame Peak have ripened. Today, I bring some to honor you.”

Ge Ying’s eyes shone brightly, her smile brimming with satisfaction:

“For a Spirit Farmer, harvest time is the happiest moment. I accept them!”

Inwardly, she mused that the Tier Two middle-grade Spiritual Peach took her over forty years to cultivate, while this disciple seemed to have accomplished it in just over twenty years.

The vast gap made her, as the master, feel a bit embarrassed.

Ji An took out two smaller gift boxes and said:

“Senior Brother and Senior Sister also have a share.”

Liu Yu and Ge Luoying accepted the gift boxes, expressing their thanks.

After some small talk, Ge Luoying said:

“Junior Brother, have you received the news? There is a Chao Origin Stage Cultivator among our generation of disciples!”

Her expression showed a hint of pride, her lips slightly upturned.

Ji An nodded slightly:

“As expected, some days ago, when I visited the Treasure Pavilion, I learned from Junior Martial Uncle Jia Yu that the Nourishing Yuan Pill was successfully refined.

If I’m not mistaken, the cultivator who broke through should be Senior Brother Li Haoran from Yingyue Peak?”

Liu Yu chimed in:

“The truth isn’t hard to guess; within the sect, no one but Senior Brother Li has the strength to break through.

Another Chao Origin Stage Sword Cultivator from Yingyue Peak is indeed the fortune of the sect.”

He believed that once Li Haoran settled for ten or twenty years, he’d reach the level of Junior Martial Uncle Lin Qiubai.

Before long, he should become invincible in the Chao Origin Stage.

…

Over a dozen Flying Ships, sized like small hills, journeyed side by side with buildings and pavilions standing magnificently upon them.

In the largest building, a banquet was in full swing. The Golden Core Daoist Masters savored fine wine while watching the dancing girls gracefully perform.

A rugged man with a broad face put down his wine cup, the drink dripping down his slightly red beard, speaking with a hint of schadenfreude:

“In just two more days, we’ll enter the Western Continent. I’ve heard the Demon Calamity has erupted; I wonder if those cultivators can withstand the Demon Beasts’ assault.”

Beside the rugged man, a beautiful female cultivator smiled faintly and said:

“They probably can’t resist, but if those cultivators hide within the sect’s grand array, they should manage to defend for a few years.”

In her view, the Western Continent was a barren land, unlikely to produce any exceptionally remarkable great cultivators; otherwise, Central Continent wouldn’t need to send reinforcements here.

This year, the Sea Race Demon Beasts launched attacks in the East Sea Land. Several major sects by the sea issued bounties, attracting many cultivators.

As a result, it took years to gather enough cultivators to be deployed to the Western Continent, delaying their journey.

The rugged man bowed and said:

“Qiongxiao Daoist Master, as we are about to enter the Western Continent, I wonder what Taixuan Daoist Monarch requires of us?

Should we actively engage in battle, or is it sufficient just to assist in defense?”

Hearing the rugged man’s question, the other Daoist Masters perked up their ears to listen.

Taixuan Daoist Monarch, a Nascent Soul Cultivator, is responsible for this support mission.

As the disciple of the Daoist Monarch, Qiongxiao should have some insider information.

If the Daoist Master doesn’t interfere with their actions, they do not plan to engage in direct conflict.