Cultivation Starts from Farming-Chapter 772 - 355: Refining the Thunder Spirit; Mid-Stage Nascent Soul

Chapter 772: Chapter 355: Refining the Thunder Spirit; Mid-Stage Nascent Soul

"This task assigned by the master, how could this humble mouse dare be the least bit negligent!"

The Water Lake Mouse immediately straightened its stout body, its mouse face full of ingratiating flattery, a few hints of fawning in its tone.

At this moment, the demon Qi surrounding it was as dense as mercury, surging like a tide, its aura so profound that it far exceeded ordinary great demons of the same rank.

Evidently, over the years, devouring the flesh and blood of the Ten Thousand Snakes and being nourished by the Dao charm of the Profound Celestial Embryo had greatly benefited it.

At this rate, in at most another three years, it would truly reach the peak of Fourth Rank Lower Grade and begin preparing to break through to the Fourth Rank Middle Grade.

Once it successfully breaks through to the Fourth Rank Middle Grade, then for Xu Ping, its combat power and value would be far beyond comparison to now.

"You have done well."

Xu Ping rarely gave affirmation, and then changed the subject, his tone becoming serious, "However, do not only focus on guarding the spirit plants and delay your own cultivation."

"Reach the peak of Fourth Rank Lower Grade as soon as possible. At that time, I will assist you in breaking through to Middle Grade."

"This humble mouse understands and will not fail to meet the master’s high expectations."

"Mm."

Xu Ping said no more, waving his hand.

The Water Lake Mouse understood and immediately went off to cultivate.

...

After dismissing the Water Lake Mouse, Xu Ping stepped into the secret chamber.

The heavy stone door silently closed, sealing off the interior from the outside.

He sat cross-legged on the cold stone bed, not in a hurry to take out the Thunder Spirit, but slowly closed his eyes, operating his cultivation technique to restore his mana.

Two days later, Xu Ping’s mana was restored to its peak state.

"Now that my mana has returned to its peak, it is time to summon the Wood Spirit Avatar again."

Xu Ping slowly opened his eyes, a glint of brilliance passing through them.

He formed complex and mysterious spells with his fingers, chanting under his breath.

Green waves rippled around Xu Ping, and surging mana flowed out like threads, gathering into a thick mist of verdant green before him.

The mist churned, gradually taking shape, becoming clearer from a vague human outline.

A few hours passed in a blur.

With a muffled sound, the green mist burst out with dazzling light, so bright that it was impossible to look at directly.

In this light, a figure identical to Xu Ping gradually took shape.

"Hoo—"

Xu Ping let out a long breath of turbid air, his face already covered in fine sweat beads.

The mana consumed in summoning the Wood Spirit Avatar was far beyond imagination, nearly depleting his mana entirely.

Once his breath slightly steadied, Xu Ping’s gaze fell on the Wood Spirit Avatar, whose aura was profound.

"The power designed for the Wood Spirit Avatar, ’All-Wood Return,’ is indeed extremely powerful."

Xu Ping thoughtfully stroked his chin, inwardly recalling the scene within the Thunder Secret Realm.

At that time, the terrifying power generated by the self-detonation of the Wood Spirit Avatar momentarily blocked even the Thunder Spirit, illustrating its formidable strength.

Even a mid-stage Nascent Soul titan would find it difficult to emerge unscathed from such an explosion.

This made Xu Ping even more certain of his tactical arrangements.

If a battle is unwinnable, he would directly have the Wood Spirit Avatar self-detonate, and even if it couldn’t kill the enemy, it would at least buy him the chance to escape.

"The self-detonation power of the Wood Spirit Avatar hasn’t reached its limit yet; further research should be able to enhance it significantly."

Xu Ping calculated in his mind, perhaps he could borrow some secret techniques of Puppetry, or integrate more thunder power to further amplify the self-detonation power of the Wood Spirit Avatar.

If the power of the world could be drawn before self-detonation, the power might rise to another level.

After thinking for a moment, Xu Ping shook his head slightly, pushing these jumbled thoughts aside:

"Now is not the time to study these matters. There are more important tasks to be done."

The most urgent task is to refine the Thunder Spirit and enhance the grade of the Canghua Divine Wood Sword.

After arranging the Wood Spirit Avatar to soak in the Spiritual Spring, Xu Ping began to restore his mana.

Refining the Thunder Spirit, especially merging it into his natal Spirit Treasure, the Canghua Divine Wood Sword, is no easy feat.

Should any mistakes occur, not only would refining fail, but under the backlash of the Thunder Spirit’s origin, he himself would also suffer as a consequence.

Therefore, it is critical to adjust his state to its peak.

There can be no carelessness.

...

A month slipped by quietly in the silence of seclusion.

On this day, within the tranquil chamber.

Xu Ping’s aura was already harmonious and flawless, his mana abundant and surging, his divine sense crystal clear and transparent, with all his essence, energy, and spirit reaching the pinnacle.

He slowly opened his eyes, within which divine light shone brightly.

The time had come.

Xu Ping flipped his hand, revealing a gray-white stone box covered with restrictions in his palm.

Sealed inside the box was the relatively "weak" light gold Thunder Spirit captured when he first entered the Thunder Secret Realm.

Though this spirit was weak, its origin was extremely pure, just right to be used as an "introduction." 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Xu Ping’s plan was very clear, to first refine the Canghua Divine Wood Sword to the peak of Spirit Treasure.

To pave the way for the last powerful Ink Gold Thunder Spirit’s assault on the Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure realm, ensuring success to the greatest extent possible.

"Rise!"

Xu Ping’s fingertips twinkled with spiritual light, brushing over the surface of the stone box.

Layers of silver sealing runes melted away like snow and ice, quickly dimming and peeling off.

Boom!

The moment the stone box opened, it was like opening a volcano suppressed for ten thousand years.

A blinding bolt of light gold thunder light, filled with endless anger and a frenzied screech, exploded out of the box.

Although the Thunder Spirit had been imprisoned for a long time and its injuries had yet to heal, it still erupted with an amazing ferocity.

It transformed into a golden electric python with menacing fangs and claws, carrying a destructive aura, intent on breaking through the ceiling of the chamber and escaping into the void.

Xu Ping, however, was not the least bit flustered.

For this scene, he had long been prepared.

The Thunder Spirit, deeply wounded and imprisoned for days, had no chance of escaping from his hands.

Without unnecessary movements, Xu Ping simply raised his right hand slowly, opened his five fingers, and pressed toward the rampaging golden electric python.