Others Level Up, but I Pursue Cultivation! - Chapter 126

Chapter 126: Chapter 112: The Legendary Sword, Ink Ice!
 

“I’m about to break through!”

A thought flashed through Su Xing’s mind, and he immediately sat down to meditate and regulate his breath.

Following that, the aura around Su Xing abruptly soared.

Nascent Soul Stage seven layers… eight layers… nine layers!

Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage!

In just a minute, Su Xing’s momentum had risen by three whole levels.

After advancing his cultivation level to the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage, Su Xing did not rush to try out the new mana; instead, he continued to sit with his eyes closed in meditation.

After a quarter of an hour, once Su Xing had fully acquainted himself with this power, he slowly opened his eyes and began to understand the enhancement in strength after the rapid increase in his cultivation level.

Whoosh!

With a thought, a ball of flame appeared in Su Xing’s hand—it was the Li Fire Technique, a divine skill.

Su Xing controlled the flame, making it leap continuously in his hand.

From a weak to a fierce blaze, Su Xing experimented constantly.

Moments later, Su Xing satisfiedly put away the Li Fire divine skill and muttered,

“Not bad, after advancing to the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage, the density of the spiritual power inside my body has almost doubled! And the quality of the spiritual power has improved too!”

“Even if I maintain the Li Fire Technique, I can now go a whole day and night without feeling tired…”

Su Xing nodded contentedly.

The improvement in his cultivation level meant not only a leap in strength for Su Xing but also… it allowed him to engage in alchemy with greater sustainability and efficiency!

After all, for Su Xing at this moment, alchemy was the greatest use of his spiritual power.

“Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage, this was an expected level of cultivation… but as for the talents of this Alchemy Dao prodigy, how effective is it when actually used?”

After finishing the simulation, Su Xing began his routine elixir production.

The path of cultivation was long and dull; Su Xing must have the patience to produce enough elixirs each week, and only then would his strength improve more quickly!

“Thinking back to half a year ago, I was still just a Qi Refinement stage cultivator, equivalent to a bronze-tier professional… and here I am, half a year later, becoming an old Nascent Soul ancestor! I’m almost approaching the strength of the Martial Emperor!”

As he continued with alchemy, Su Xing couldn’t help but indulge in wild thoughts; the rapid progression of his skills made him somewhat dizzy with pride.

“Damn! I didn’t control the heat properly, this batch of pills is going to be wasted!”

Only when he saw the black substance in the pill furnace did Su Xing’s face fall.

He was very skilled at making Nourishing Face Pills, yet he never expected that a moment of absent-mindedness would result in failure.

“Damn it, I really can’t get ahead of myself! Steady, don’t be rash, Su Xing!”

Su Xing chanted to himself a few times, taking a moment to prepare motivational speeches and adjust his mindset.

Then, he continued with alchemy.

In just one week, Su Xing had produced nearly six thousand elixirs!

This was the speed of elixir production that Su Xing could achieve only if he worked tirelessly day and night in the past, but now, he had done it in just ten hours.

The efficiency had indeed increased dramatically, leaving Su Xing with two more hours of leisure time.

As for sleeping… For Su Xing, now an old Nascent Soul ancestor, it only took an hour of meditation to feel fully reenergized for a day.

Soon, a week passed by.

Today, Su Xing, carrying his elixirs, was about to head to the villa he regularly visited to see Jin Congxue but received a message from her in advance.

“Boss! Come over early today, I’ve prepared a big surprise for you! Want to guess what it is?”

Su Xing saw Jin Congxue’s message and smiled slightly before trying to guess in his reply,

“Let me guess… Is it the high-quality sword that I asked you to find for me? Did you find it?”

Jin Congxue: “… Are you a fortune-teller? How could you guess that?”

Su Xing: “Hehe! Do you want me to tell your fortune next, whether it’s about marriage or career?”

Jin Congxue: “Stop being cheesy, just come over! Otherwise, I’ll throw this precious sword away! (Roll eyes.jpg)”

After exchanging a few words, Su Xing hurriedly made his way towards the villa.

Ten minutes later, Su Xing arrived in the room of the villa, where he saw Jin Congxue, dressed in a purple skirt and lightly made-up.

Two words, breathtaking!

As usual, Su Xing and Jin Congxue first had a meal.

Afterward, Jin Congxue mysteriously took out a sword box from her storage ring and handed it to Su Xing.

“Come on, take a look!”

Jin Congxue urged.

Anxious, Su Xing immediately opened the sword box and then saw a sword that was completely black as ink.

Su Xing drew the sword from the box, removed its sheath, and immediately felt an irresistible surge of excitement in his heart.

It was as if the sword was made just for him…

As Su Xing held the sword, he felt a coolness in his heart.

It was not the kind of chill that made one uncomfortable but rather a calming coolness that was pleasant.

“What a sword!”

A gleam flashed in Su Xing’s eyes. In his hands, he felt as if he could sense the sword’s intentions, which was very reassuring.

Su Xing knew that it was his Sword Deviant talent working, allowing him to synchronize perfectly with the sword.

Su Xing turned his attention to the hilt, where he saw a dark square jade embedded with two dragon-like calligraphic characters carved on it.

Ink Ice!

Seeing these two characters, Su Xing was momentarily startled.

“This sword, is it Ink Ice?”

Su Xing exclaimed, oblivious to Jin Congxue standing by his side.

Jin Congxue, seeing Su Xing’s infatuated appearance, puckered her lips and said,

“Yes! The legendary weapon, Ink Ice! This is one of the few fine sword-class weapons produced in dungeons!”

“Do you have any idea how much effort I put into getting this weapon?”

Su Xing’s mind was entirely on the sword at that moment, and he hardly heard Jin Congxue’s words.