Free Web NovelChapter 472: Chapter 238: Tenth-Layer Qi Condensation, Breakthrough_2
Jiang Feng observed for a long time but didn’t see any rune marks on the shaft of the silver spear, unable to determine its level and name.
So, he could only start refining this silver spear.
Quickly, three days passed.
"Strange, how could this be?"
Jiang Feng discovered that after continuously refining for three days, he almost exhausted his spiritual power. Helplessly, he took a sip of spiritual spring water, but it seemed like the refining progress of the silver spear was still at zero.
It was as if it was a bottomless pit; no matter how much spiritual power he infused into it, there was no echo from the spear’s shaft.
He refused to believe it.
He tried refining for another three days.
To keep himself in peak state, to avoid being caught off guard if people from the Divine Sect barged in, Jiang Feng took another sip of spiritual spring water.
He caressed the silver spear.
Felt something slightly off.
After continuous infusion of spiritual power for six days, the spear hadn’t reacted at all. Jiang Feng hadn’t felt any sense of connection, as if it were nothing but a piece of scrap metal, incapable of absorbing his spiritual energy.
However, if it weren’t a magical treasure or spiritual artifact, with so many days of spiritual power infusion, even if it were made of profound iron, it would have been destroyed by now.
How could it remain intact?
Moreover, Jiang Feng felt the silver spear was getting brighter and brighter, as if his spiritual power was merely beautifying it.
"No matter what grade of magical treasure or spiritual artifact you are, I, Jiang Feng, can refine you. Worst case, I’ll just spend time with you, I’ve got nothing but time."
Jiang Feng silently vowed in his heart.
Then refined the silver spear again.
Time flew quickly, and soon another ten days had passed.
Jiang Feng finally felt the spear resonating with his own spiritual power, but after so many days of day-and-night refining, having sipped countless spiritual springs, he just saw the beginning signs of refinement.
It was still a long way from allowing the silver spear to merge into his body, appear in the divine sea, and be at his command.
Jiang Feng had to slowly wear it down. freeωebnovēl.c૦m
However, disturbances outside were getting bigger these days.
Jiang Feng clearly realized that the Divine Sect and the Emperor of the Great Tang were going to launch another invasion; he couldn’t afford to continue wasting his energy on the silver spear.
He had to make sure his strength stayed in peak condition at all times to handle sudden situations.
"Sister Dong, let me check how your injuries are healing."
Jiang Feng put away the silver spear.
Injected spiritual power into Han Dong’s body.
While he had been refining the silver spear, Han Dong had also been continuously absorbing the power of the spiritual spring.
That small jade bottle, looking just slightly larger than an egg.
Yet it hid a mystery inside, seemingly having a space the size of a pond. Jiang Feng had drunk countless sips, but the water level inside the jade bottle showed no sign of lowering.
"Damn that Cyan Snake King, who knows what trick he used against you. The power of the spiritual spring you absorbed only alleviates your injuries, but can’t fully heal your internal organs."
Jiang Feng looked grim.
He had noticed this problem before but initially thought Han Dong hadn’t absorbed enough spiritual spring power, coupled with her postnatal martial artist constitution, so the injury healing was slow.
Yet, after all these days.
Han Dong’s internal organ condition remained in a controlled stage, with no sign of healing.
"Although the injuries haven’t healed, my primordial power has strengthened quite a bit. I feel like I’m at a breakthrough stage."
Han Dong chuckled.
She had always wanted to become an innate martial artist.
Now she finally saw hope.
"Sister Dong, let me help you!"
Jiang Feng injected spiritual power into Han Dong’s body again.
Being a Tenth-Layer Qi Condensation cultivator, helping a postnatal martial artist achieve innateness was a walk in the park. Moreover, Han Dong’s strength had indeed reached the breakthrough hurdle.
So this breakthrough was smooth and natural.
Han Dong leaped into the innate level.
Transforming from a postnatal martial artist to an innate primordial realm expert, her entire primordial power underwent a metamorphosis. She had previously practiced the Yangchun Technique, coupled with Jiang Feng occasionally injecting spiritual power into her, and her continuous absorption of spiritual spring power during this stage.
This allowed her innate primordial power to evolve, as if she had become an innate true essence realm expert, far stronger than other experts at the same level.
"Sister Dong, you are actually a martial cultivation constitution, capable of becoming a martial cultivator like Xiao Zhan. I shouldn’t have let you practice the Yangchun Technique; I should have found you a martial arts heart method instead."
Jiang Feng sensed something unusual in Han Dong’s aura.
He knew the path of martial cultivators was harder than that of cultivators, but if one could succeed, the potential would be greater than that of cultivators.
"Hmm, we’ll talk about it when we have the chance, but I feel like the Yangchun Technique suits me quite well; it’s just impacting my injuries."
Han Dong said somewhat dejectedly.
Jiang Feng frowned.
His spiritual sense swept over Han Dong.
He found that after Han Dong’s strength improved, the injuries in her internal organs were still there, surprisingly not weakening, as if it was directly confronting Han Dong.
"I will definitely capture the Cyan Snake King and make him cure your injuries. By then, if you want to continue practicing the Yangchun Technique, feel free to do so."
Jiang Feng said seriously.
"Hmm."
Han Dong nodded with a smile, resting her head on Jiang Feng’s shoulder.
"It’s about time to go out, we’ve had enough of this place."
Jiang Feng wanted to break through.
"No, now’s not the time to leave."
Han Dong shook her head.
"Why not?"
Jiang Feng was puzzled. After his strength increased, no palaces lit up again. It seemed like he’d have to wait for his next cultivation promotion to gain fortune again.
Staying here any longer had lost its meaning.
