AWB Chapter 53 Level 2 Threshold
Chapter 53 Level 2 Threshold
Chapter 53 Second-Tier Threshold
"That Jiao Wei Qin, right? Here you go." Qin Chengcheng simply took off the qin case and pushed it over, his actions so decisive that Lin Xiaoyu couldn't understand it.
"This is your prized, top-grade magical artifact!" Lin Xiaoyu exclaimed, her eyes wide. She had repeatedly begged to even borrow the zither, but to no avail.
"You're really going to such lengths for that cook?"
"Senior sister, what were you thinking? So many sect prodigies are pursuing you, and you actually fell for a forty-year-old Qi-refining chef?"
Lin Xiaoyu was truly astonished this time.
Qin Chengcheng sighed softly; her soul restriction only lasted a few years.
If she can unlock the secret, her strength will undoubtedly increase significantly. Breaking through to the late Foundation Establishment stage will be as easy as drinking water, and she'll even have a good chance of reaching the Core Formation stage. At that point, the zither won't be of much use to her.
If she couldn't untangle some of her possessions, she couldn't take them with her.
But she couldn't say these words to Lin Xiaoyu.
Lin Xiaoyu took the Jiao Wei Qin with obvious delight, her eyes filled with joy.
After the initial joy, I was filled with questions about my senior sister's cook.
It's unbelievable! She was just making a big joke, but she actually got the piano.
What kind of magic does that chef possess?
"Senior sister, I'm going back to refine the Burnt-Tailed Qin now!"
Lin Xiaoyu was eager to leave.
"Aren't you going to eat this sparrow?"
"I'm not eating anymore, you can have it. Compared to this zither, this little bit of food is nothing."
Oh, by the way, tell your cook that when I have time, I'll bring a second-tier spirit beast and have him continue cooking for me. I'll pay!"
After saying that, Lin Xiaoyu took her zither and left.
Qin Chengcheng, seeing that there was still more than half a pot of spirit sparrow meat left, sent a message to Chen Yi:
"Everyone's gone. Let's reprocess this spirit bird. It has too much malevolent energy; it's inedible."
……
In the quiet room, Chen Yi sat cross-legged, with the silver-blue Illusionary Feather Sparrow Demon Core floating in his palm.
The natural iridescent patterns on the surface of the demon core flowed like water ripples, casting a hazy glow in the dimly lit room.
His eyes were slightly closed, and a system notification flashed in his mind: [Second-tier divine soul spirituality detected, absorbing...]
Golden light seeped into the demon core like silk threads, slowly drawing away the silver-blue crystals that had condensed at the core—this was the solidified form of the spirit bird's innate soul power, with a purity comparable to a Nourishing Spirit Pill!
The moment the spirit entered his body, Chen Yi's brow twitched.
The once calm sea of consciousness was suddenly stirred up by waves, and the total amount of spiritual consciousness rose steadily like a spring stream rising with the tide.
The barrier of divine consciousness at the peak of the first rank was constantly being eroded, and cracks were beginning to appear!
"It can actually directly increase the total amount of spiritual energy?!"
Chen Yi was shocked. This was ten times more valuable than simply absorbing the essence of blood and qi!
He immediately adjusted his breathing rhythm, fully activating the "Turtle Breathing Water and Wood Technique" to guide the silver-blue spirituality to construct a new spiritual structure in his sea of consciousness.
As time went by, the demon core gradually lost its luster.
Chen Yi's consciousness, however, was like metal that had been tempered and refined, becoming increasingly solid and substantial.
The area that was originally limited to thirty feet is now expanding outwards at a visible rate.
Thirty-one zhang. Thirty-three zhang. Thirty-five zhang!
As the first rays of dawn shone through the window, Chen Yi suddenly opened his eyes.
A flash of silver light appeared in his pupils, and his divine sense swept across the entire quiet room, even the trembling of dewdrops on the spider web in the corner could be clearly discerned.
"One night of cultivation has boosted my spiritual sense by an amount comparable to three months of arduous training." He gently touched his brow, feeling the surging soul power that brought him close to the second tier.
"If I were to obtain a few more of the same type of demon cores, I might be able to break through to the second level of divine consciousness!"
At the same time, the unabsorbed demonic power and evil energy surged through the meridians.
Chen Yi's muscle fibers gleamed with a metallic sheen, and the frost patterns on the surface of his bones became increasingly clear—this was the "cold gold" characteristic brought about by the dual tempering of the Cold Jade Dragon and the Illusionary Feather Sparrow.
Upon noticing the flashing message talisman Qin Chengcheng had sent the previous night on the desk, Chen Yi did not reply immediately.
He tapped the remaining shell of the demon core with his fingertips, lost in thought: "It seems we need to reassess the value of demon beasts. Aberrant demon beasts with divine soul talents are much more precious than ordinary demon beasts like the Cold Jade Dragon."
The increase in magical power and the strengthening of the physical body are not considered precious.
The improvement of the spirit and soul is especially valuable, particularly in the early stages of cultivation.
As dawn broke, Chen Yi pushed open the door, a silver glint flashing deep within his pupils before quickly disappearing.
After a night of digesting the demon core spirituality of the Illusionary Feathered Sparrow, his total spiritual consciousness has made significant progress. At this moment, his sea of consciousness is like a clear lake, with every detail visible within a range of thirty-eight feet.
"what?"
Qin Chengcheng rested her chin on her jade-like fingers, her beautiful eyes scrutinizing Chen Yi with suspicion: "Why are your eyes so clear, like they've been washed in a sacred spring?"
Chen Yi's heart stirred slightly, and he quietly activated his new concealment technique, subtly hiding the divine light in his eyes.
"I made some progress in my cultivation last night," Chen Yi replied casually.
He also carried many cleansing talismans with him, deciding to remove his own scent every time he met Qin Chengcheng.
"You've come at the right time. The Illusionary Feather Sparrow Soup you made last night has too much evil energy left. If I eat too much of it, it will affect my appearance. Take it out and reprocess it."
Qin Chengcheng pointed to the soup pot on the table, her brows furrowing slightly.
Chen Yi looked troubled: "Fairy, the evil aura of the second-tier demon beast has already seeped into my bones. I have done my best."
"Stop pretending! Junior Sister Lin left long ago. She left all this soup and meat for me. Once you've cooked it, just eat with me."
"You know perfectly well how much of this second-tier demon beast meat I can eat; in the end, it all goes to you, you stinking body cultivator."
"Then I'll give it a try." Chen Yi's expression remained unchanged, his thick skin leaving Qin Chengcheng feeling helpless.
He carried the soup pot back to the kitchen, gazing at the intertwined malevolent and spiritual energy within the soup, and pondered to himself:
"Ninety percent of the malevolent energy was absorbed last night; absorbing another eighty percent of what remains should be enough."
The system's dark gold patterns spread across the bottom of the bowl, while the gray-black malevolent energy dissipated like the receding tide.
He absorbed ninety percent of the malevolent energy in the soup pot, leaving only twenty percent, which was exactly the limit that a Qi Refining cultivator plus a newly entered second-tier spiritual chef could handle.
If everything is handled properly, he won't be able to explain it to Qin Chengcheng.
Chen Yi carried the soup pot back and sat down with Qin Chengcheng to prepare to enjoy the Lingque Soup.
Qin Chengcheng narrowed her beautiful eyes, gazing at the ethereal mist floating in the soup: "Is this your true strength?" She lightly pointed with her jade chopsticks at the crystal-clear meat soup in front of Chen Yi. "I wouldn't make this for outsiders."
Chen Yi buried his head in a sparrow leg and mumbled, "You flatter me, fairy. This time, I only got here thanks to the magical artifacts and kitchen utensils."
"Don't try to fool me! Remember, when you do this for outsiders, retain 30% of the malevolent energy; when you do it for me, make it as pure as this."
While she was speaking, Chen Yi inadvertently caught a glimpse of her snow-white neck.
Chen Yi's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he withdrew his gaze from the other woman's cool, jade-like collarbone and quickly changed the subject:
"Ahem. When I went out last night, Young Master Xu grabbed me and questioned me about the fairy's hobbies. I had no choice but to say that the fairy prefers special second-tier demonic beasts, and Young Master Xu seemed to believe me."
"Hmm? You're using me as a pawn. I think you're the one who wants to eat this second-tier demonic beast, aren't you?"
Qin Chengcheng rolled her eyes at Chen Yi and said unhappily.
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