AWB Chapter 1218 A Natural Tree Hole Surrounded by a Spiritual Spring
Chapter 1218 A Natural Tree Hole Surrounded by a Spiritual Spring
Misty forest.
The ancient cypress tree is closing its eyes and breathing deeply, absorbing the natural essence of the forest.
Suddenly, he sensed a familiar fluctuation of his origin. He opened his eyes and saw Su Xiaoya staggering as she landed on the grassy ground in front of him. He was slightly taken aback and fell into deep thought.
Previously, the commotion caused by Su Xiaoya awakening her bloodline was so great that he couldn't help but know about it.
He was very worried at the time!
As expected, Cang Xuan transmitted his voice.
He understood Cang Xuan's intentions perfectly well; he was simply afraid that the people of the Great Yan Dynasty would come looking for him, so he wanted to hide the little girl in the Misty Forest to avoid danger.
He has guarded the Misty Forest for ten thousand years, sharing its fate with it.
If Xiaoya stays here, and the Great Yan Dynasty comes looking for her in the future, not only Qingyuan Town, but also the Misty Forest will inevitably become a battlefield.
What will happen to this pure land nurtured by the ancient spiritual veins, and the Yuanling people of Qingyuan Town?
"Grandpa Tree Spirit!" Su Xiaoya steadied herself and quickly bowed obediently, her face showing a hint of embarrassment. She hadn't expected Elder Cangxuan to be so decisive, teleporting her here without a word, without even giving her a chance to greet Grandpa Gu Bai. It was quite awkward.
Gu Bai looked at the young girl in front of him, whose features were still somewhat immature but whose eyes were firm, and sighed deeply, the hesitation in his eyes gradually fading away.
Alright, the survival of the clan is the priority. Right now, the most important thing is to raise this girl's strength to the peak of the Spirit Awakening Realm and condense her original spiritual essence.
As for future risks, we'll just have to take it one step at a time.
"Girl, I understand what Cangxuan means. From now on, you will stay in the Misty Forest to cultivate. With me here, I will ensure your safety and help you break through as soon as possible."
Upon hearing this, Su Xiaoya's face immediately lit up with joy, and she nodded emphatically: "Thank you, Grandpa Tree Spirit!"
And so, Su Xiaoya settled in the Misty Forest and began her arduous cultivation journey, day and night.
The Misty Forest, this mysterious and ancient realm, is like a treasure trove that has slumbered for thousands of years, exuding endless charm and allure.
Located deep within the continent, it is a place where spiritual veins converged in ancient times. Its internal environment is serene, tranquil, and breathtakingly beautiful, but it also hides countless unknown dangers.
The fog here is unusually thick, like a veil that permeates the entire space, and it gradually becomes denser over time.
Especially at night, the thick fog completely covers the forest, making it difficult to see anything around you.
However, it is precisely these harsh conditions that have given birth to a special aura—the extremely pure wood-type spiritual energy that is perfectly compatible with the Source Spirit Clan!
This unique spiritual energy makes the Misty Forest a desirable habitat for many creatures.
During the day, as the first rays of dawn pierce through the clouds and shine into the forest, the dense, lush canopy, resembling a green ocean, begins to absorb the essence of heaven and earth and transform it into life energy, which is then transmitted to all things on earth.
At this moment, sunlight filters through the narrow gaps between the layers of branches and leaves of the towering ancient trees, cascading down like golden raindrops to create dappled patterns of light and shadow.
These warm rays not only illuminate the road but also nourish the lush, colorful exotic flowers and plants that grow on the ground, as well as the crystal-clear, bubbling spring water that shimmers with a faint fluorescent glow.
This spiritual spring contains pure and flawless primordial liquid that can refine and cleanse the spirit body of impurities and enhance the strength and realm of cultivators, making it one of the rarest treasures in the world.
As night falls, the once silent forest suddenly comes alive: fireflies flutter in the sky like twinkling stars, each one shining with a soft light.
They gracefully flit among the trees, bringing bursts of fresh fragrance and causing a dramatic increase in the concentration of primal energy in the air.
Led by the group of little elves, Su Xiaoya arrived in front of a huge ancient cypress tree.
They discovered a natural tree hole surrounded by a sacred spring beneath the tree.
Unexpectedly, the stone wall at the cave entrance was intricately carved with the unique spirit-gathering patterns of the Yuanling Clan.
This magical formation can continuously and automatically absorb the abundant primordial energy from all directions within the forest, then concentrate it into the cave, making the spiritual energy density inside the cave several times higher than that outside!
This place is simply a sacred place for cultivation!
Every day before dawn, Su Xiaoya would get up and go to the Spirit Spring. Following the method that Elder Cangxuan had instructed her to use before he left, she would sit cross-legged and circulate the still immature primal power in her body, drawing the primal spiritual liquid in the Spirit Spring to seep into her limbs and bones.
Because her spirit body had just awakened her bloodline, it still carried a somewhat ethereal quality. When the spiritual liquid entered her body, it caused a slight stinging sensation, yet it was also incredibly warm, gradually washing away the impurities in her spirit body and nourishing her spiritual veins. With each wash, she could clearly feel her spirit body becoming more solid, and the primordial power within her body becoming more refined.
At first, she could only draw upon the spiritual liquid for the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea before her spiritual veins could not withstand the scouring of the source, causing her body to ache and her spiritual power to dissipate, forcing her to stop and recuperate.
But she never slacked off, and after a short rest, she tried again.
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Su Xiaoya continued her cultivation day after day with unwavering perseverance.
Half a month later, she was able to draw upon the spiritual spring and spiritual liquid to continuously temper her spiritual body for two hours. Her spiritual body transformed from semi-transparent to a jade-like white, and the primordial power condensed at her fingertips also became more concentrated, changing from pale green.
After the daytime tempering is over, Su Xiaoya will step into the core of the Misty Forest.
The core, fundamental power is even stronger.
However, it is also home to many spiritual plants and demonic beasts. These demonic beasts are all born from absorbing the essence of nature, and their physical bodies are strong and their essence is pure.
Gu Bai said to her earnestly, "For the Yuanling race to achieve success in cultivation, it is far from enough to rely solely on meditation and breathing exercises. They must also hone their original power by constantly participating in actual battles and gradually condense it into a unique spiritual essence."
"Only by experiencing countless life-and-death trials and comprehending the fundamental principles can one break through the constraints and limitations of realms at a faster pace."
At the beginning, when Su Xiaoya first encountered those unusually large and fierce spirit wolves and spirit foxes with emerald green eyes, she couldn't help but feel a little fear and cowardice deep in her heart.
After all, she was still not proficient in using the basic spells she had mastered, and the already limited source power within her body was also quite sluggish in its operation.
Therefore, whenever she tried to unleash her own primal power and release a spiritual sprout, she would immediately be met with a merciless and fierce attack from these ferocious beasts, forcing her to retreat in a disheveled state in order to protect herself.
In the fierce and brutal battle, Su Xiaoya's exquisite and gorgeous spirit clothes were quickly torn apart by the sharp, knife-like claws of the demon beast.
At the same time, due to the prolonged and intense battle, her primal power continued to be lost in large quantities, eventually causing her entire spirit to experience an unbearable stinging sensation due to the powerful pressure...
Even though cultivation was so difficult and arduous, she gritted her teeth and resolutely refused to back down in the slightest.
At this moment, Su Xiaoya's mind kept replaying the methods and techniques she had learned from her family's inheritance on how to skillfully use the power of origin. Then, she did her best to mobilize every bit of available origin power in her body and gather it at her fingertips, making them quickly transform into sharp spiritual buds. Then, she repeatedly stabbed them fiercely at the most vulnerable parts of those demonic beasts...
On one occasion, she encountered a third-tier Ironback Spirit Bear. The bear's hide was thick and tough, like an impenetrable wall of copper and iron, impervious to swords and spears.
Its primordial power, like a surging torrent, gathers in the spine, transforming into a hard iron spine.
The Iron-Spine Bear slammed its paw down, sending a howling wind through the air like a thunderbolt.
Su Xiaoya couldn't dodge in time and was hit on the shoulder.
Her spirit body instantly flickered like a candle in the wind, becoming illusory. A wisp of her primordial blood spilled from her mouth, like scattered stars. A sharp pain struck, as if a thousand ants were gnawing at her heart, almost causing her to faint.
She struggled to her feet, like a withered flower swaying in the wind and rain, staggering backward and leaning against an ancient tree. Looking at the approaching spirit bear, there was no sign of retreat in her eyes. Instead, a stubborn light ignited in them, like a raging fire that would never be extinguished.
She recalled her ancestors' earnest instructions, the rise and fall of her clan, and the fact that she had not yet broken through to the peak of the Spirit Awakening Realm, nor had she opened the Spirit Sprout Palace...
Su Xiaoya cheered herself up, gritted her teeth, and like a warrior cutting off his own arm, mobilized all the primal power in her body, no longer dispersing it, but gathering it all in her dantian. Following the initial method of the "Source Spirit Breathing Technique," she compressed and condensed it like peeling silk from an onion...
A tearing pain shot through her dantian, as if it were ripping her soul apart...
Yet she persevered through gritted teeth, as resilient as steel, until that wisp of primordial power was compressed to its limit, transforming into a sliver of luminous green spiritual energy about an inch long.
She suddenly raised her hand, and her spiritual energy, like a wild horse unleashed, carried all her strength and shot towards the Iron-Spine Spirit Bear's brow like an arrow—the place where the spirit bear's essence converged, and its only weakness.
With a soft "whoosh," the spiritual energy pierced through the spirit bear's brow like a sharp arrow piercing through the clouds.
The Iron-Spine Spirit Bear let out a bloodcurdling howl, and its massive body crashed to the ground like a mountain crushing an egg.
The primal power within her body surged forth like a flood bursting its banks, transforming into a wisp of pure green light that slowly flowed into Su Xiaoya's body, nourishing her damaged spiritual form.
The spiritual energy in the dantian, having absorbed the essence of the spirit bear, became increasingly solid, resembling a dazzling pearl radiating brilliant light.
That day, Su Xiaoya leaned against an ancient tree and meditated for a full hour to repair her damaged spiritual body. But when she opened her eyes again, there was a clearer look in them.
She finally understood that the cultivation of the Source Spirit Clan was not about hoarding Source like a miser, but about controlling and refining Source like a skilled craftsman. Only by condensing the scattered Source like sand into Rhythm could its true power be unleashed.
Since then, Su Xiaoya has become even more diligent in her cultivation.
During the day, she was like a tireless spinning top, tempering her spiritual body and engaging in real combat to constantly hone her control over her origin.
As night fell, she returned to her tree cave like a bird returning to its nest. She sat cross-legged in the center of the spirit-gathering array, immersing her consciousness into her body. Like a skilled butcher dissecting an ox, she combed through the primal energy consumed during the day. Following the method of the "Primal Spirit Breathing Technique," she gradually compressed the primal energy in her dantian, steadily moving towards the goal of condensing a complete spiritual essence.
The white mist of the Misty Forest stands like a loyal guardian, witnessing her perseverance; the spiritual plants and magical beasts of the forest are like silent spectators, witnessing her growth...
Her figure moved through the forest with lightning speed, the spiritual buds she unleashed were as precise as arrows, and the primordial power within her body became increasingly condensed, like rivers flowing into the sea. From its initial scattered state like quicksand, it gradually gathered into a stream, and then condensed into a pool. The spiritual energy in her dantian also grew from a few inches long to half a foot, and the emerald green light became increasingly dazzling, like the brightest star in the night sky.