Chapter 127 – Closed Door Cultivation in the Volcano
From beginning to end, Wang Lin never once looked at the young woman. The young woman stared in the direction Wang Lin had disappeared with eyes filled with confusion. The Mai Liang from the past was always bothering her. Even when she yelled at him or hit him, he wouldn’t stop.
She and Mai Liang grew up in the same village. Their families were very close, and their parents arranged their marriage when they were young. Later, they were both accepted into the War God Temple. The more she looked at Mai Liang, the more she saw him as a country bumpkin, so she became very disgusted with him. They were engaged, but she hid it very well. She used the engagement to trick Mai Liang into going to a foreign battlefield. She told him that once he returned, she would form a cultivation partnership with him.
But now, Mai Liang had returned and completely ignored him. Xu Si felt a strange premonition in his heart. Coupled with the sudden chills that sent shivers down his spine, the stark contrast left his mind blank.
As for Wang Lin, he flew for quite a long time in this foreign country of Hou Fen. He stopped at a mountain. According to Mai Liang’s memory, this was a famous volcanic mountain.
The name Hou Fen comes from the abundance of volcanoes, both large and small, like this one. If these volcanoes weren’t monitored and sealed by cultivators, they would surely have erupted.
Throughout Hou Fen’s history, there have never been any major volcanic eruptions. This has much to do with the farmers who control it.
After looking around, Wang Lin left and arrived outside a village. The village was currently very lively, and the village children were playing outside. Wang Lin felt a wave of pain in his heart. After a long time, he slowly walked into the village.
He found some buckets in an abandoned house. After filling them with water, he immediately flew away.
Upon returning to the volcano, he discovered a natural cave. He immediately sealed it off and used rocks to create a defensive formation. Only then did he sit cross-legged and begin cultivating.
After doing all this, Wang Lin’s face was completely pale. He had suffered severe injuries on the foreign battlefield and his divine sense was completely destroyed. He escaped with a little bit of Ji Realm Divine Sense and then, ignoring his injuries, used that little bit of Ji Realm Divine Sense so that it would be easier for him to leave and recover.
After he started cultivating, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes to nurture his soul, and his mind sank into his own consciousness.
Wang Lin’s Sea of Consciousness was a golden sea, but most of it was obscured by gray mist. Only a small portion remained unobstructed by the gray mist. Thorns of black light blocked the gray mist.
The three-inch sword stood there alone. Light spikes emanated from it. Upon closer inspection, there were deep cracks in the blade.
On the other side of the Sea of Consciousness, there was a white space. Within it floated gray particles. The gray mist didn’t dare approach within ten feet of it.
Inside Wang Lin’s Sea of Consciousness, other than those two points, the other places were covered in gray fog.
Suddenly, a thick gray mist began to swirl as a flash of red lightning struck. Wherever the lightning went, the gray mist would move away.
Although Wang Lin’s divine sense had completely collapsed, he was able to condense a little of the Ji Realm Divine Sense. This was a type of divine sense, but its quality was much better than Wang Lin’s previous divine sense.
Although Wang Lin’s divine sense was vast, it was nothing compared to the laws of the world. However, with just a tiny bit of Ji Realm Divine Sense, he was able to resist the laws of the world. That tiny bit of Ji Realm Divine Sense allowed him to escape. His strength was definitely not ordinary.
This red lightning is a small part of the Divine Sense of Ji Realm.
Wherever the lightning struck, the gray mist moved away. Even the previously calm golden sea began to move. The red lightning arrived next to the sword and entered it. The sword glowed red.
The green sword immediately let out a hum and charged out, following the red lightning.
The two rays of light pierced through the mist, causing the golden sea to churn. They arrived beside the bead, and the bead followed them as they emerged from the gray mist.
Wang Lin suddenly opened his eyes. He formed a seal with both hands and pressed it against his forehead. Suddenly, two lights shone from his forehead, and a sword and a bead appeared before him.
Wang Lin didn’t even look at them. He immediately closed his eyes again. His red lightning struck his sea of consciousness for a moment. After realizing that nothing was wrong, the lightning returned to the golden sea.
A gray mist covered the gaps and then the entire sea of consciousness calmed down and returned to normal.
In the depths of the golden ocean, red lightning rested there as it slowly absorbed energy from the ocean.
Wang Lin could clearly sense that his Ji Realm Divine Sense was growing within the golden ocean. Although it was slow, Wang Lin could sense that if he continued living, then in tens of thousands of years, his soul would return to its original state.
If that day truly comes, then even the laws of the world will be meaningless in his eyes. He can enter and exit the realm of destruction at will.
Wang Lin pondered for a moment as he stared at the two lights in front of him. He waved his hand, and two storage bags appeared in his grasp. All the magical treasures from the three bags he had obtained were used to block the laws of the world.
As for the materials, he sorted them into three parts while creating the turtle shell formation. His divine sense entered his storage pouch and pulled out a palm-sized piece of black metal.
This piece of metal was clearly armor. Wang Lin pondered for a moment. His current weakness was that his knowledge of materials was extremely poor. Right now, he had two bags full of materials, but he didn’t know what to do with them. He felt helpless. It was as if he had entered a treasure trove full of mountains, but he had no idea what the treasures were.
This piece of metal was one of the few things he knew. It was a piece of pure iron.
The reason he knew about pure iron was due to a secret exchange among the core disciples of the Heng Yue Sect. He saw someone take out a piece of iron the size of a fingernail to trade. It was a crucial material for crafting flying swords.
He put away his bag of holding and decided that after he finished cultivating, he would spend a lot of effort to get information regarding the materials.
Wang Lin threw the refined iron into the air, and the flying sword immediately moved and stabbed into it. A green light peeked out from the center of the refined iron. The green color slowly spread until finally, a ray of sword Qi shot out.
Wang Lin smiled bitterly as he looked at the iron. He felt depressed because he didn’t know how to refine the magic treasure. This was the only thing he could do.
Then, his mind moved, and the refined iron quickly flashed and appeared behind him. However, the refined iron was much smaller, and its edges glowed red as the molten metal dripped onto the ground.
Wang Lin silently sighed. After the temperature of the refined iron had dropped, he stored it in his storage bag.
Then, he looked at the image of the bead and felt a connection with his soul. He waved his hand. After the image of the bead landed in his hand, it slowly solidified.
The pattern on the beads was still two leaves. Without saying anything, Wang Lin took out a bucket of water and dropped the beads into it.
A moment later, Wang Lin took out the bead and drank the water. Suddenly, he felt spiritual energy entering his body, so he immediately took out three other buckets and dipped the bead in them. Then, he stared at the bead to see if he could still enter the dream realm.
When he arrived inside the dreamland again, he saw a familiar scene. Wang Lin pondered for a moment and then quickly moved until he arrived at where Situ Nan’s Nascent Soul was.
Situ Nan’s Nascent Soul still existed, but it had shrunk to less than 1/10th the size of a normal person. Compared to before, the difference was vast.
The Nascent Soul was very dim, looked listless, and its eyes were closed. Beside the Nascent Soul were two dim lamps.
Wang Lin shed two streams of tears as he prostrated himself in front of the two lamps. Then, he sat down and took out four buckets. He took a big gulp of water and began to cultivate.
Wang Lin’s body lacked any cultivation, so he had to cultivate again from the Qi Condensation stage. However, both Wang Lin and Mai Liang’s bodies had already reached the Qi Condensation stage. Thanks to this, Wang Lin easily recovered his cultivation.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, a year had passed. Although it was only one year, seven years had passed in the dream world.
This year, whether Wang Lin was inside or outside the dream realm, he spent all his time cultivating. He only came out a few times to replenish his spiritual water.
In the third year inside the dream realm, Wang Lin reached the 15th layer of Qi Condensation. He then spent another two years to reach the Foundation Establishment stage. In the final year, he finally recovered his cultivation and reached the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.
With just his Ji Realm Divine Sense, Wang Lin was a natural enemy for all Foundation Establishment cultivators. Wang Lin was even confident in fighting early stage Core Formation cultivators. He felt he had a 70% chance of killing an early stage Core Formation cultivator after reaching late stage Foundation Establishment.
Likewise, if he could form his core, then he would be the number one cultivator in the cultivation union below the Nascent Soul stage.
This is the power of Ji Realm.
The relationship between the Ji Realm and Wang Lin is like a fish and water. Although the Ji Realm is powerful, without the cultivation base to support it, it will not last long. Only with increased cultivation can the Ji Realm grow stronger and last longer.
The stronger your cultivation, the greater the power of the Ji Realm you can use.
Wang Lin had now completely fused with Mai Liang’s body in the past seven years. He no longer felt any discomfort, but the chill emanating from his body had become even stronger. It was like a 10,000-year-old iceberg that no one could melt.