Chapter 71

The sky was overcast, and the mist in the Yin Wind Valley spread everywhere. Even the sliver of sky that was visible was shrouded in deep gloom. (Most stable,)

On a cloudy day, the gloom in the Yin Wind Valley seemed even deeper, like an angry face that could burst into a storm at any moment.

Walking cautiously on the quiet path, Wang Chen was extremely careful.

A new month had begun, and the new wave of plundering and hunting had started. The passionate and fiery times had returned, and the disputes of blood and fire had once again descended. Blood always brought about fervor and madness. In such a frenzied era, Wang Chen felt his blood boiling and burning.

For the entire morning, he followed this sparsely traveled mountain path, and several battles broke out. He encountered beasts and managed to slay three first-stage beasts, which was a considerable gain.

"Should be close now!" In the next moment, Wang Chen stopped at a bend and muttered to himself.

Looking at the map given by Elder Huangya, he frowned slightly. Taking another step forward would lead him into the danger zone, where most of the beasts were second-stage, reaching the level of True Martial Warriors. Killing them would be extremely difficult.

However, this was also a place where the Clear Spirit Grass might exist, and he had no reason to refuse or retreat.

Taking a deep breath, he mobilized his True Essence to its highest state, and with utmost vigilance, he slowly moved forward.

Without any barriers or cover, the wild cold wind of the Wailing Plain rushed in, howling continuously.

Ahead, the view was vast and open, refreshing and invigorating.

Following the edge of the path, Wang Chen carefully moved forward. Despite his confident search, he was disappointed to find no trace of the Clear Spirit Grass!

It was understandable; in such a place, finding these things seemed a bit too much to ask.

Suddenly, a loud crashing sound came from ahead, accompanied by the sound of flowing water, which made Wang Chen even more alert!

Approaching cautiously, a grand scene unfolded before his eyes.

A river flowed gently from the corner ahead, the water clear. At the source of the river, a pond about a hundred meters in diameter appeared, with a deep emerald green hue.

Above the pond, a cliff about thirty to forty meters high, a massive waterfall cascaded down.

The massive flow of water, after a rapid descent, struck a large rock at the head of the pond, creating a loud crashing sound, with water splashing everywhere.

Crystal-clear droplets rebounded into the air, bringing a refreshing coolness.

"Good, boy, this is the place!" As if also startled by the external noise, Ling Zhan suddenly appeared beside Wang Chen, speaking loudly with a hint of excitement on his face.

"Did you find the Clear Spirit Grass?" Wang Chen was slightly taken aback and quickly asked, moving forward to search.

"It's not the Clear Spirit Grass, but a place for cultivation. Yes, this is the best place for cultivation right now. You will cultivate here from now on!" Ling Zhan said with a frown, looking at Wang Chen.

"Cultivation? Here?" Wang Chen asked, somewhat surprised.

"Hehe... What else did you think?" Ling Zhan said with a sly smile, making Wang Chen feel as if he had fallen into a large trap, sending shivers down his spine.

"Alright, the Clear Spirit Grass can wait. It won't be a problem for a while. First, you need to improve your strength. Otherwise, you won't be able to find the Clear Spirit Grass!" After a moment of contemplation, Ling Zhan continued.

"Cultivation?" Wang Chen frowned, lowering his head in deep thought, and gradually, a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes.

As Ling Zhan said, with his current strength, finding the Clear Spirit Grass was indeed difficult. The only thing he could do was to improve his strength to avoid needing Ling Zhan to intervene again.

Once his strength improved, he could delve deeper into the core areas, increasing his chances of finding it.

With this in mind, he did not linger and began to cultivate according to Ling Zhan's requirements.

According to Ling Zhan, Wang Chen's body still needed to be continuously strengthened. For someone with Divine Martial bloodline, his current physical strength was only at the initial stage, and there was a lot of room for improvement.

Perhaps, for ordinary people, the Wave Stacking Palm was heaven-defying, but it was only something to aspire to, and reaching that level was clearly impossible.

However, for Wang Chen, it was the best martial technique. His body could fully meet the requirements and reach that level.

The reason this place was suitable for Wang Chen's cultivation was that Ling Zhan saw the massive waterfall. The impact force from the water falling from dozens of meters could be immense. Such training might be too harsh, but it was the best way to stimulate his body's potential.

Thus, with the discovery of this place, Wang Chen's life seemed to fall into hell, and the terrifying cultivation process was shocking!

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In autumn, the sun seemed even more scorching. Although the temperature was not as high as in summer, the burning sensation was enough to make people sigh in despair.

At this moment, below the waterfall, the water roared, and a small figure could be seen standing on a rock.

In a horse stance, he endured the rush of the water, his body swaying slightly, as if he could collapse at any moment.

The rock beneath his feet, worn down by countless years of impact, had a depression about half a meter deep, submerging half of Wang Chen's body.

Rushing water and splashing droplets, under the blazing sun, formed a beautiful rainbow in the sky.

The water droplets refracted into dazzling light, like colorful pearls floating in the air, emitting a brilliant glow, a sight to behold!

However, Wang Chen had no time to appreciate this. Below the waterfall, he gritted his teeth, enduring the force of the waves.

It felt as if a thousand pounds of force were striking his body every second. His skin had turned a deep red, and his lips were slightly pale. The pressure was still too heavy for him.

True Essence flowed vigorously within him, constantly being consumed and replenished by absorbing external energy. Over time, his True Essence became more refined.

At this moment, Wang Chen felt nothing but pain, as if his entire body had stiffened. He subconsciously maintained his posture, feeling the cries of his cells and the groans of his bones.

"Thirty more minutes!" He roared in his heart, but he was already feeling the strain.

Today was the tenth day of his cultivation here. For ten days, he had engaged in intense battles and plundering in the morning and come to this sparsely traveled place for cultivation in the afternoon.

From initially being able to endure only five minutes to now being able to last thirty minutes, he had made significant progress. However, he was still far from Ling Zhan's goal of one hour.

Every second felt like years.

After an unknown amount of time, blood began to seep from his pores, quickly dissolving in the cold water, and his skin turned even redder.

Time continued to pass, and from a distance, Ling Zhan watched the frequently trembling figure, his brows furrowed, a hint of sympathy in his eyes. This training was indeed too harsh for Wang Chen.

However, to fully stimulate his Divine Martial bloodline and rapidly improve his strength, it was necessary.

"Should be at the limit now!" Checking the time, although it was still a bit short of the one-hour goal, it was clear that Wang Chen's body was completely exhausted and could not continue.

Thinking about this, Ling Zhan hesitated for a moment and shouted to Wang Chen, "Hey, boy, that's enough for now, come back!"

Even though he had not reached the one-hour mark, Wang Chen's progress over the past few days had genuinely surprised Ling Zhan. He improved every day, from initially being able to endure only five minutes to now over fifty minutes. This leap was not something everyone could easily achieve, at least not ordinary people.