The Desire to Be Eternal

Chapter 7: Gluing Turtle-Wok

In the following days, Big Fatty Zhang and the others continued to watch over Bai Xiaochun's thatched hut. As for Bai Xiaochun, breaking through to the second level of Qi Condensation gave him enough confidence, and he continued to focus on cultivating.

Right now, he was in his room, wiping the sweat off his eyebrows. He was stark naked, gritting his teeth against the pain as he tried to maintain the posture of the third image in a bamboo scroll.

His qi ship was no longer a flowing stream, but rather a small river. It flowed through his body, and with each round, cracking sounds would come out from within him. Her once-fat body was now thin once again, and in fact, she was even thinner than when she first arrived at the Oven.

However, there seemed to be energy accumulating in his body. As he continued to practice cultivation, the flesh and muscles covering his thin body pulsed with strength. In fact, if you listen closely, you can even hear the sound of her heartbeat echoing in her room.

More and more spirit pressure condensed within him, filling Bai Xiaochun with a feeling of increased strength. After a few days passed, the pain increased to the point where it was too much, and he had to give up.

He was panting, his eyes were completely red. He had a strong feeling that he could not continue in this way. Although he naturally absorbed the heaven and earth origin spiritual power while cultivating, the flow could not compensate for how much power he wasted. In addition, the Ovens snack setting is not an ordinary occurrence, and only occurs on occasions of luck.

Most people cultivate the Violet Qi Cauldron Control Art by practicing it every few days. Even more devoted people will only practice it once a day. On the contrary, Bai Xiaochun had been practicing nonstop. It was no wonder that Big Fatty Zhang and the others were shocked. In fact, many Inner Sect disciples would be astonished to hear what he was doing.

However, having reached this level of cultivation still made Bai Xiaochun feel insecure and uneasy. After all, he was the type of person who would rather be safe than sorry. Finally, he took out a grain of spirit rice that he had refined and looked at it for a long time before using an ordinary frying pan to cook it. After the spiritual energy started to pour out from it, he quickly swallowed it.

As soon as the spirit rice entered his mouth, it turned into a thick burst of spiritual energy that was exponentially more powerful than ordinary spirit rice. In fact, the two types could not even be considered to be on the same level. As rumbling sounds echoed within him, he began to practice cultivation. He instantly took a position in the third illustration, and at the same time, began to catch his breath.

Half a month later, deep in the night, a tremor flowed through Bai Xiaochun, and he opened his eyes. He suddenly realized that at an indeterminate point, he had completely broken through from the second level of Qi Condensation to the third level.

This development caused him to go wild with joy. Excitement filled his eyes, and he began to laugh out loud. After examining himself, he realized that the qi vessel inside him had completely turned into a small river.

The small river was flowing all over his body at high speed, moving far, much faster than before. In fact, he could even send spiritual energy to various parts of his body, all with simple thoughts.

“Third level Qi Condensation! The boost in spirit was incredible! ” He got up, licked his lips as he thought of producing an enhanced grain of spirit rice. However, it was at this point that he recalled something that the bamboo scroll mentioned about the growth of internal meridians. Right now, he had to let his body adapt to the expanded meridians, and was temporarily unable to continue practicing cultivation.

Putting his idea of spirit rice on the back burner, he walked out of his room, while looking very proud of himself. However, as soon as he set foot out the door, he saw a small path outside the Oven, and a tree with a hole in it. Even though it was late at night, the tree was clearly visible under the moonlight.

"This won't be done. Xu Baocai's wooden sword was clearly extraordinary. Even being at the third level of Qi Condensation will not guarantee my safety! " Frowning, he stood there in thought for a moment before taking out his own colorful sword. Then he looked back at the frying pan in his room.

"i think I'd feel a little more confident if I did a second boost of morale" he thought. Without any more hesitation, he took out some Ovens spirit wood.

After fully preparing, he stood in front of his mysterious vase and lit a fire. As soon as the design on the frying pan lit up, he threw a wooden sword into it.

However, after waiting for quite a while, there seemed to be no reaction. Bai Xiaochun frowned and looked at the design on the turtles, then glanced down and realized that the fire was already burning. There was nothing left but ash from the wood. While muttering to himself, he went looking for the spirit wood again. However, after burning a few more batches, he saw no difference to that wooden sword.

"These pieces of firewood are all for a one-color fire" he thought. "Maybe it's not hot enough. Maybe I need heat ... two-color flame? ” He left his room again and found a piece of purple-colored firewood, which was relatively rare in the Oven. In fact, after searching for a while, he could only find one piece.

After lighting it up, a flame appeared, a two-colored flame that was much hotter than a one-colored flame!

Almost as soon as the two-colored flame touched the surface of the turtle-wajan, the second design began to shine brightly. As for the fire itself, it quickly began to fade away; it seemed that the power of the flame was being sucked up. Immediately, the two-colored flame had burned, leaving nothing but ashes. However, the design of the two turtles now shone brightly.

"It worked!" he thought, his eyes were shining. He quickly put the wooden sword back inside, where the silver light began to sparkle. This time, it lasted several times longer than the first time he did the spirit enhancement.

His face was pale, and his vision blurred. It was as if something inside him was sucked out and merged into the turtle frying pan.

Finally, the silver light faded, and inside the frying pan, the wooden sword appeared, sharper than before. In fact, it was so sharp that seeing it hurt the eyes.

Although it was still painted conspicuously, the wooden veins within it had already changed. If you scrape the paint, you will find that it seems to be filled with starlight, as if the sword has been completely and completely changed.

At almost the same time as a new wooden sword appeared, thunder crackled in the air above the southern edge of the Spirit Stream Sect. It was almost as if Heaven was rumbling in fury, causing shock to rise in the hearts of countless cultivators in the Spirit Stream Sect. However, as soon as the lightning broke, it was gone.

As the thunder exploded, a second silver design appeared on the wooden sword. After blinking for a while, the design disappeared into the flashy paint.

However, Bai Xiaochun could not even see the sword. He staggered backwards, a gloomy look on his face. After a long time had passed, he recovered his calm, although fear still lingered in his heart.

"What sucked from me …?" he thought, nervously looking at his reflection in the copper mirror on the wall. After examining himself for a moment, he rubbed his eyes, then gazed towards his reflection, looking as surprised as a wooden chicken.

There in the mirror, he could see that at the very top of his forehead was white hair. Although her face did not look different, she could not shake the feeling that her white hair made her look at least a year older.

"My life !!" murmured, shocked.

“Newly, my age is reduced. I ... i. ”He wants to cry, but no tears are flowing. His whole purpose in learning about cultivation was to live forever. Now, instead of achieving the goal of living forever, he had instead lost a year of his life, which was a huge blow.

"Robald …. How could I imagine that I, Bai Xiaochun, would be so careful in life, only to end up messing myself up like this …. " He sat there in a daze for a while before finally chuckling. After calming down, he looked back at the turtles, where a strange ray of light gradually rose in his eyes. For some reason, after some of his longevity was removed, it now felt like there was some sort of connection between him and the frying pan, as if he could really control it now.

Heart pounding, he stretched out his hand and pointed a finger at her.

The turtles immediately blinked, shrank, and flew towards Bai Xiaochun. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into his fingertips. With wide eyes in surprise, Bai Xiaochun jumped to his feet and took a few steps back. He stared at his finger, and then returned to the empty furnace.

"This ... this …." He pointed his finger at the ground, and a ray of black light flashed, and a clanging sound rang out as the pan appeared once again.

After experimenting a few more times, his expression flickered from grim, happy, sad. Finally, he sighed.

“Well, I can suck this thing into my body, but the price I have to pay is one year of longevity. Why do I still seem to be messing with myself? ”

The next day at noon, Bai Xiaochun was trying to figure out a way to regain the longevity that had been sucked from him. He was doing research when, suddenly, he looked up. He had just sensed that there were eight people heading towards the entrance of the Ovens.

It was something that he would never be able to detect when only at the first level of Qi Condensation. However, now that he was at the third level, he could instantly sense that one of the eight people was none other than Xu Baocai.

Almost at the same time, Xu Baocai's voice suddenly sounded, filled with anger and hatred.

"Bai Xiaochun, you have an Elder Brother to protect you, but I do too! Today, the enmity between the two of us will end permanently! "