Chapter 42: Third Layer of Qi Refinement

Farming My Way to Immortality in the Cultivation World The Cat That Forgets Sorrow 1375 words 2026-04-13 11:02:50

“This… is about to break through!” Shen Qinghe’s heart trembled violently. Without time to think, she immediately held her breath, focused her mind, and channeled her cultivation method with all her strength.

The five-colored vortex within her dantian suddenly accelerated, like a greedy maw, madly devouring the surrounding spiritual energy. As the spiritual power poured in, the vortex gradually reached a mysterious equilibrium. In the instant this balance was formed, a surge of unprecedentedly pure energy erupted from her dantian.

“What is that—” Ron said nervously, jumping up and staring intently at the newly appeared phenomenon.

When Cheng Rixing and Ji Haogu returned, they found the Jia estate dramatically changed. Old friends like Zhan Guang, Shan Pinren, and Bu Guxiu were nowhere to be found.

Perhaps, having grown up in Jiangzhou, Jiang Chang’an was already accustomed to the severe cold. Standing amidst the snow and wind, he felt scarcely any chill. The snow on the ground was piled three feet thick; stepping into it, half his leg sank beneath the surface.

It’s often said that what one thinks by day, one dreams of by night. Now that the alchemist could be considered a cultivator, most of his dreams were connected to what he experienced during the day, or to his practice.

BB let out a spasmodic, deranged laugh—harsh and grating—seeming to kindle the latent hatred and violence within the hearts of those who heard it.

As the director of moral education, Teacher He Yuqing was especially curious about this student called Lin Chu. If she saw him, she would immediately recognize him as the boy who had brought the cat last time.

“Again…” The homeroom teacher paused, but before she could think further, the student named Lin Chu had already walked to the last seat in the classroom. On his handsome face was a gentle smile, as if he belonged exactly to that spot.

“So, what is your choice?” Every thought in Ji Mina’s heart was perfectly audible to the system, yet it would not revoke the task just because she cursed at it.

Ji Qingcheng hadn’t expected her nephew to be so bold—he actually dared to reach out?

“You… you dare to lay hands on our Mercy Cave!” The twenty-odd disciples behind her roared and attacked.

Since Honoka Kosaka had been trapped within Sword Art Online, both Yukio Kosaka and Honoka Kosaka’s personalities had changed somewhat. No longer carefree as before, they’d become more mature.

This punch was devoid of technique, but due to its sheer force and speed, Mei Ruojian was pressed back by the wind from the fist, her face pale and breathless.

Su Su ignored her brother, watching as the person leaning against the tree straightened up and walked toward her.

With this thought, her beautiful eyes grew brighter, light shimmering within them, dazzling and radiant.

“Qing’er, don’t speak carelessly. How many times have I told you? Whatever happens, you must think thrice before acting. Such a good chance to play—why not enjoy it properly?” Hua Yun tugged at Shangguan Qing’er’s sleeve, urging her to sit.

The newcomer was an elderly woman of sixty or seventy, dressed in a blue robe with white flowers and a broad red cloak draped over her shoulders. She looked imposing, with not a trace of frailty.

“Hua, what’s really going on? I feel like you know something.” Ziyuan looked earnestly at Hua Fei and asked.

Having just arrived, she needed to see and witness for herself before knowing how to proceed on the path ahead.

To let him attend the Skybreaking Festival so casually felt a little irresponsible. So, after hearing this, a flicker of hesitation crossed Nangong Chi’s face.

“Bingqing, at noon, let the security watch the place for now. Come eat lunch with us?” Ling Xiaoxiao suggested.

“Why are you discussing this? The most important thing now is knowing when the inspection team will arrive!” This was spoken with annoyance by Siyuan.

The source of all this commotion was focused mainly on the thick, heavy central metal door.

“I’m back!” Xiao Yao saw him waiting at the door and shouted loudly from afar.