It turned out that refining elixirs using an iron pot was quite effective.
Li Yingling began to absorb spiritual energy like a whale devouring its prey, preparing to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage.
Chu Xingchen quickly took out a few spirit stones from his spatial ring and arranged a simple gathering array to ensure that Li Yingling had enough spiritual energy during the breakthrough.
Chu Xingchen had also studied the Water Heart Scripture, and although it did appear a bit distracting at first glance, it was indeed a supreme method for achieving a perfect Foundation Establishment, as one would expect from a Divine Emperor's creation.
After all, how could one ascend to immortality without a sturdy foundation? Only by having a full primordial spirit and a clear divine platform could one naturally reach Foundation Establishment.
As a top-tier immortal seedling, Li Yingling's progress was fast, but the foundation was still solid.
After all, she was Chu Xingchen's first disciple, so how could he not take her seriously?
Watching Li Yingling's aura gradually become more contained, Chu Xingchen knew that this breakthrough was a sure thing.
Half an hour later, the system's notification sounded.
【First Disciple Li Yingling has broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage】
【Rewards issued】
【Divine Ability: Three Thousand Weak Water Sword】
【Issuing official mission: Recruit two qualified disciples】
【Reward: Spirit Gathering Array】
【Official Mission 2: Recruit three qualified disciples】
【Reward: True Martial Hall】
The main mission wasn't too surprising.
However, finding disciples wasn't that easy.
Chu Xingchen couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.
As Li Yingling finished her meditation and opened her eyes, she was full of joy, ready to say something, only to see Chu Xingchen staring blankly at her before sighing.
???
Had she messed up her cultivation? Li Yingling quickly scanned her own body, but everything seemed perfectly normal.
So, what was the issue? Had she gone about the Foundation Establishment the wrong way?!
However, after several careful inspections, she found no problems at all! It was over! That was the most serious issue.
Li Yingling timidly said, "S... Master, am I done for?"
Snapping back to reality, Chu Xingchen looked at Li Yingling in confusion:
"What are you saying in a roundabout way?"
Chu Xingchen took out a divine ability from the system space and tossed it to Li Yingling.
"This is a Divine Ability. It's a practitioner's ultimate lifeline. Train it well."
Li Yingling caught the flying scroll and glanced at the cover. Clean and neat, the words "Three Thousand Weak Water Sword" were written with a graceful charm.
Li Yingling carefully opened it, expecting to see multiple revisions, but instead found the scroll pristine, with elegant handwriting.
It almost looked like some random low-grade divine ability picked up from a street stall.
But of course, Li Yingling was just thinking aloud; after the Water Heart Scripture incident, she trusted her master unconditionally as long as it didn't ruin her cultivation.
With a happy heart, she flipped through the divine sword technique, but soon felt like she was still missing something.
Li Yingling asked, "Master, do you have a sword?"
Why did that sound like she was cursing him?
Nevertheless, Chu Xingchen understood what Li Yingling meant.
He glanced at her, then tore off a small piece of his wooden bed and quickly carved it into a wooden sword with spiritual energy, tossing it to Li Yingling.
"Practice more. If it breaks, I'll make you a new one. There are plenty of trees outside."
After more than half a month, Li Yingling had gotten used to her master's quirky behavior. Without a word, she silently picked up the crude wooden sword that had landed on the ground.
Then she quietly retreated to her own wooden bed.
It seemed she wasn't particularly overjoyed about breaking through to Foundation Establishment.
Chu Xingchen sighed again. Where could he find such a gifted disciple?
The betrayal of the past!
The boundless enmity soaked in blood!
This lifetime! I will exact vengeance with blood for blood!
Li Xingtian's gaze was calm and resolute; his straw sandals had long been worn out, his feet bloody.
In his previous life, despite having mediocre talent, he had managed to cultivate in the Qingfeng Sect, enduring endless humiliation!
But he finally obtained a supreme treasure, rising from the South Continent to the Great Middle State!
Even among the geniuses of the Middle State, he was considered a genius.
Unfortunately, as a foolish youngster, he had been deceived by a vile demoness, leaving him with nothing!
Even the nascent essence he had cultivated was drained by the demoness!
The most infuriating part was that I hadn't even held hands with the demoness!
They really deserved to die!
Since this lifetime had given him a second chance, Li Xingtian vowed to live with no attachment to women!
His destination was an old mountain god's temple deep within the Ten Mile Slope Forest.
Inside that temple lay a stone infused with a thousand-year bone jade.
By absorbing and subduing it, one could conquer their inner demon and transform into a Demonic Heavenly Physique!
Why would such a desolate and remote place, spanning dozens of miles with no human presence, have a mountain god's temple?
It was because a mighty figure had left this chance for future generations.
In his previous life, Li Xingtian had been the destined one!
This time, he had arrived even earlier! He was still the destined one.
Indeed! Fate is truly wonderful!
Li Xingtian climbed over a familiar small slope.
His heart grew more excited, as beyond this slope was the mountain god's temple!
Li Xingtian looked up in excitement.
The temple came into view.
But it wasn't just the temple.
There was also a young, beautiful female cultivator in a pink celestial dress.
Her flowing hair cascaded like a waterfall, her face as radiant as peach blossoms, holding a wooden sword, practicing a sword technique with an extraordinary posture.
The spiritual energy around her surged, truly breathtaking.
If any ordinary person saw her, how could they not exclaim that she was a celestial being?
But Li Xingtian wasn't an ordinary person.
Damn it! Women!
Li Xingtian cursed inwardly.
But he didn't rush forward. Undoubtedly, the young woman before him was a cultivator, already on the path to immortality.
Right now, he was merely a minor character at the Qi Condensation second layer.
Better observe first!
The observation didn't reveal anything surprising, but it did unveil a clue:
The woman was practicing a divine ability!
And a peerless sword divine ability, which happened to perfectly match her!
A divine ability! That was the lifelong dream of countless practitioners.
In the Middle State, only those who mastered a divine ability were considered geniuses.
Li Xingtian himself had a divine ability, but it was far from perfect with his cultivation method, causing its effects to be greatly reduced.
Even so, within the same realm, as long as his opponent didn't possess a divine ability, he could easily crush them.
What made Li Xingtian even more envious was that this woman's spiritual energy level only appeared to be around the Foundation Establishment stage.
A Foundation Establishment woman with a divine ability perfectly suited to her?!
Even with the memories of his previous life, Li Xingtian didn't dare to dream of such a scenario!
Was this some top-tier immortal sect in the Middle State sending their core disciples out for experience?
Then there must be elder protectors from the sect!
A sudden fear gripped Li Xingtian's heart; his presence might have been discovered!
He hurriedly slithered back down the slope.
Indeed, the timing was crucial to obtaining such a fate. He was too early!
After cursing himself, Li Xingtian decided to leave for now.
But just as he turned around, a wooden sword was already pointing directly at his throat.
The sword-practicing girl had a cold expression, her voice frosty:
"Who sent you? The Minister of the Xuanwu Kingdom, or has Taiqing Sect found our trail?"
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e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
