Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement

As for a Ruyi Realm powerhouse, they can use the power of heaven and earth to form a domain, multiplying their defensive strength— even when besieged by several Celestial Profound Realm powerhouses, they can rely on this domain to remain undefeated.

But whether it’s Celestial Profound or Ruyi,

Neither can truly transform the power of heaven and earth into spiritual power; spiritual power belongs to cultivators alone. Only by breaking through Innate, stepping into the Qi Condensation Stage, does one gain the ability to turn the power of heaven and earth into spiritual power.

A Qi Condensation Stage cultivator empowered with spiritual power can utilize the spiritual power in their hands to shatter an Innate Ruyi Realm powerhouse’s domain with a single punch. They can also turn the force of heaven and earth into spiritual armor, so that however fiercely a Ruyi Realm powerhouse attacks, breaching this layer of defense is near impossible.

As his cultivation improved, Jiang Feng’s understanding of the realms deepened— especially since becoming Vice Commander of Zhenbei Prison, he had used his authority to enter the Academy once more, found relevant ancient texts, and gained a hazy understanding of cultivation.

"I haven’t broken through to Innate, so this shouldn’t be a pure spiritual armor— but my control over the power of heaven and earth has clearly changed. I can now condense it from scattered spiritual qi into a tangible force. I should be just one step away from truly transforming it into spiritual power."

"At the very least, facing powerhouses of the same level, I have a huge advantage. Perhaps I can blast through their domain in two or three punches."

"So, techniques surpassing Celestial Extreme are in fact cultivation techniques."

"Just to reach beginner level, it cost me two hundred and fifty thousand Fortune Points."

"It seems to break through to proficient will require at least five hundred thousand Fortune Points."

Jiang Feng murmured to himself one after another.

The advancement in strength gave him immense confidence.

But as his understanding of cultivation deepened, he grew all the more cautious and alert.

At this moment, day broke.

The prison guards and squad leaders were shifting shifts among themselves.

Jiang Feng walked out into the courtyard to inspect the area.

"What is this aura?"

But he had barely taken a few steps outside when Jiang Feng suddenly sensed something was wrong— inside Zhenbei Prison, another unfamiliar aura had emerged.

"Spiritual power?"

"The underground palace!"

Jiang Feng examined closely and found that the newly discovered aura was actually a wave of spiritual power, seeping up from underground.

"Why would there be a spiritual power fluctuation in the underground palace? Is there a cultivator cultivating within? Or does a magical treasure lie inside?"

In an instant, Jiang Feng thought of the underground palace.

At present, everyone in Dragon Capital knew Zhenbei Prison concealed an underground palace— Old Demon Child had hidden within it before.

When the underground palace was first discovered, countless Innate powerhouses broke into Zhenbei Prison, only to find the underground palace was riddled with restriction arrays. Perhaps only the Emperor of the Great Tang knew what was truly hidden inside.

Jiang Feng had originally thought Zhenbei Prison would be relocated, but hadn’t expected it to reopen. The floor tiles in all three inner and outer layers had been overturned, and all traces of the underground palace’s entrance were erased.

Although blueprints of the underground palace entrance circulated outside, Jiang Feng was never interested. He believed that during the period the palace was sealed by the royal family, any treasure inside must have already been taken away.

That Zhenbei Prison could reopen meant even if the underground palace remained, it had lost its value.

So he had never paid it any heed.

Unexpectedly—

Once his Yangchun Technique reached proficient level and he could convert the power of heaven and earth into spiritual power, he actually sensed the spiritual power emanating from the underground palace.

Yet for Jiang Feng, this was by no means a cause for joy.

Firstly, the royal family’s people had certainly been inside. Jiang Feng didn’t believe the royal experts wouldn’t notice this spiritual fluctuation; yet they merely sealed the underground palace and reopened Zhenbei Prison. Was this to confuse people, or did they have some other purpose?

In short: the underground palace has a spiritual fluctuation; whether a cultivator is hidden inside cultivating, or a magical treasure is concealed, neither is good news for Jiang Feng.

If it’s a cultivator inside—

The thought that his every move might be exposed to another’s spiritual sense sent chills through Jiang Feng.

And if it’s a magical treasure—

Perhaps someone’s already set their sights on it.

What’s more, during the period of blockade, so many powerhouses came and went; to think that no one would notice— Jiang Feng did not believe it. At the very least, it could never be hidden from the Emperor of the Great Tang.

He once thought lying low at Zhenbei Prison would keep him away from prying eyes.

But as it turns out, he was gravely mistaken.

Perhaps, all the changes in his strength along the way were already sensed by the great powers.

First there was Uncle Fu and Old Demon Child.

Now, there might still be a cultivator lurking in the shadows.

Jiang Feng felt Zhenbei Prison swarmed with hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

Feigning nonchalance, he used his Perfection Realm perception power to probe toward the source of the spiritual fluctuation, trying to penetrate the ground into the underground palace.

But beneath the earth was an invisible restriction defense— Jiang Feng’s perception could not pierce through. Under that defensive array, perhaps even an ordinary cultivator’s spiritual sense couldn’t reach within.

Jiang Feng retreated at the first touch, not daring to try again.

He feared a true cultivator resided within, and that he would startle them, inviting disaster.

The once peaceful days were once again disturbed.

Having discovered the suspicious clue in the underground palace, and the enormous hidden danger, Jiang Feng could no longer sleep at night.

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed.

Jiang Feng was weary of spirit; every day, he sensed that spiritual fluctuation.

The wave was always very gentle.

Like a martial artist quietly breathing and exhaling.

Rhythmic and steady.

Gradually, he began to sense something was wrong.

If there really was a cultivator cultivating within, there shouldn’t be a constant leak of spiritual power; as a cultivator, the other party’s control should far surpass his own.

How could spiritual power keep leaking out?

Unless the person is wounded?

Hiding in the underground palace to recover?

It’s possible, but unlikely.

After careful thought, Jiang Feng judged the spiritual fluctuation very likely stemmed from some magical treasure or a restriction array within the underground palace.

But no matter what, this was no good omen.

So long as the spiritual fluctuation persisted, sooner or later more people would take notice.

"Perhaps it’s time for me to leave Zhenbei Prison."

After much deliberation, Jiang Feng decided it was best to leave.