Cultivating with Top Enlightenment

Chapter 49: Chapter 45 True Martial Peach Assembly

As soon as the thought arose, Ning Qi couldn’t contain his curiosity. ”Tiansheng, come over here.”

Ning Qi said with a gentle smile.

The White Ape couldn’t help but tremble; he felt his teacher’s gaze was somewhat terrifying. ”Don’t worry, it’s a good thing for you. If I can investigate the circumstances within your body, I might be able to activate the bloodline inside you in the future.”

Upon hearing this.

The White Ape’s eyes lit up.

Now, the White Ape’s size had grown considerably, even surpassing Ning Qi, perhaps because it’s in its growth phase. Who knows how tall it will be when fully matured.

With a smile, Ning Qi placed his hand on the White Ape’s shoulder. Originally, he planned to start from the head but considered it a bit dangerous, so he decided beginning from the body would be better. ”Relax.”

After speaking.

Gentle strands of Inner Strength seeped out from Ning Qi’s palm, operating the ’Water Softness’ characteristic. The White Ape instinctively let out a shout but soon realized that aside from a tickling sensation, there was a gentle comfort.

Yet Ning Qi gradually furrowed his brow.

He discovered.

After his Inner Strength entered the White Ape’s body, at first, he could sense it, but it was consumed at an alarming speed, leaving no time to go further. He could barely perceive the skin and flesh on the shoulder. ”Could it be that the Inner Strength isn’t consolidated enough?”

Ning Qi withdrew his palm, speculating internally.

Inner Strength is a magical force born from one’s flesh, likely to be repulsed when attempting to enter someone else’s body. ”It seems I’ll have to wait until my Inner Strength is stronger.”

He wasn’t disappointed.

Instead, the White Ape was a bit let down after earlier anticipation. ”You little monkey, now you’re feeling disappointed. Practice well, strive for Refining Organ Perfection soon, then you can learn the Abdominal Language Skill.”

Seeing the little White Ape scribbling with frustration, Ning Qi mocked with a smile.

He had already devised the Abdominal Language Skill for the White Ape.

But the skill requires strong organs.

The White Ape showed an expectant look in his eyes, respectfully saluted, and then practiced martial arts. Although the Abdominal Language Skill isn’t speaking with one’s own mouth, it enables communication.

He wasn’t too far from this step. ...

Ye Qinghe’s Peach Blossom Brew unsurprisingly failed again.

However, she felt she made significant progress this time; at least the Peach Blossom Brew wasn’t sour and foul, it just lacked flavor.

Fortunately, there was the White Ape’s brewed wine to fall back on.

This time, she was upfront. ”This was brewed with the joint effort of me and Little White Ape!”

The true disciples all discreetly smiled.

Yet, they still complimented.

Taoist Longshan had not emerged from his seclusion, undergoing a closed life-and-death retreat, with the resolve not to exit before breaking through to the Celestial Human Realm, not knowing how long it would take.

Maybe one year, maybe two.

But everyone believed that with Master Longshan Taoist’s talent, it definitely wouldn’t take more than two years to succeed. Had it not been for the previous influence from Qin Yun’s situation, Longshan Taoist might have already surpassed to the Celestial Human Realm.

Everyone rarely gathered at Ning Qi’s Seeking Tao Institute.

Drinking Ye Qinghe and Little White Ape’s collaboratively brewed Peach Blossom Brew, eating fresh peach fruits, they enjoyed the harmonious atmosphere.

Qin Yun’s matter, in contrast, made everyone cherish the camaraderie more. ”Jiu, I always feel that the peaches outside your courtyard taste better than those in other places, even more so than last year.”

The second disciple Xiong Shi was rather straightforward. ”Qinghe, I think next time you brew, you could wait until the peaches ripen; maybe adding them will bring a unique flavor.”

Ye Qinghe was indignant, crossing her arms, she glared at Xiong Shi: ”Second Brother is saying my brew doesn’t taste good, huh?”

Xiong Shi quickly pleaded, and everyone laughed heartily. ”But, to be fair, the peaches outside Junior Brother’s courtyard are indeed delicious.”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Last year after tasting them, they couldn’t forget the flavor.

Ning Qi chuckled: ”If all of you, Senior Brothers and Sisters, find them delicious, how about gathering here each year when the peach fruits ripen?”

He had optimized the cultivation technique further.

Perhaps in a few years, these peach trees would begin to exhibit mystical qualities.

Everyone’s eyes lit up: ”Jiu, that proposal is excellent, although it won’t disturb your cultivation?”

Ning Qi laughed and shook his head.

He increasingly felt that, in seeking immortality, one must also cherish those around them.

Luo Wentian decisively concluded: ”Alright then, every year at this time, no matter what, we’ll gather at Junior Brother’s courtyard. Hmm... let’s call it the True Martial Peach Assembly?”

Everyone got excited.

It might become a fond memory many years down the line.

Ye Qinghe quickly added: ”Junior Brother provides peach fruits; I’ll provide Peach Blossom Brew, perfect harmony!”

Everyone laughed heartily.

In their minds, they began to ponder what to bring to the next gathering.

Watching his senior brothers and sisters engaged in joyful conversation, Ning Qi smiled, feeling a deeper peace within.

After the lively gathering.

The Seeking Tao Institute resumed its quiet.

Ning Qi didn’t find it unsettling.

He resumed his cultivation. ...

Time quietly passed.

In a flash, autumn arrived.

Taoist Longshan still showed no sign of emerging.

On the contrary, Ning Qi had made another breakthrough.

He successfully linked Inner Strength with his flesh, entering the sixth stage of Fake Death.

Half a month later, he awoke from the Fake Death state, his eyes sharp and his aura powerful. ”The Sevenfold Realm, my current Inner Strength can extend over three feet outside my body, it’s somewhat terrifying, the consolidation seems to have some Gang Qi qualities; if caught off guard, opponents will suffer greatly.”

Ning Qi felt much stronger now.

As his Inner Strength gradually strengthened, he started exploring lethal moves, martial intents like the Sword Intent and Fist Intent he had comprehended before, if imbued with Inner Strength, would unleash tremendous power, especially with Ning Qi’s Inner Strength properties that can stack, making it more frightening.

Take for example the Cold Flame Triple Sword.

Not only does it include both ice and fire characteristics, it also carries vibration, rotation, and slicing traits.

If this move was executed, even Fifth Senior Brother’s Protective Gang Qi couldn’t withstand it.

Ning Qi attempted using Inner Strength to delve into the White Ape’s body again, but failed.

However, this failure affirmed Ning Qi’s belief that the Inner Strength was insufficiently powerful. ”Breaking through once more, reaching the Eightfold Realm, should resolve the issue.”

Ning Qi thought he could achieve the Eightfold Realm at around seven years of age without much trouble.

As he pondered.

Outside the courtyard, Luo Wentian’s joyous voice resounded: ”Jiu, did you finish your retreat?”

Luo Wentian had come by before, but White Ape informed him that Ning Qi was in seclusion, so he didn’t disturb him. Now returning, he found Ning Qi had finished the retreat.

Ning Qi laughed: ”I just came out today, haven’t had the chance to inform the Senior Brother yet.”

Luo Wentian waved his hand: ”No worries, I just dropped by randomly to check in. If you need anything, just let Senior Brother know anytime.”

Ning Qi nodded.

He had no doubts about that, so far he hadn’t descended the mountain to acquire Martial Path resources, unlike those loose cultivators without master guidance, who might have to risk everything for a breakthrough pill. He considered himself quite lucky.

Avoiding strife in his weaker days. ”Senior Brother, how’s the situation within the sect recently?” ”Going well, nothing major, just that Master still hasn’t emerged.”

Luo Wentian’s expression showed some worry. Although he trusted his master, this retreat already lasted nearly half a year. ”Master will definitely be alright.”

They conversed.

After a moment, from a distance came Jiang Baishan’s voice: ”Senior Brother, people from the Purple River Sword Sect are here again!”