Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

"What, you both want to spar with the Martial Venerable?"

Long Jianying was utterly audacious himself!

But he realized that this old fellow Huo Tianzheng and Wei Fan were equally bold, actually wanting to fight a Martial Venerable.

This was Martial Venerable they were talking about; even when he was in the Divine Realm, he wasn’t so arrogant as to dare to engage with a Martial Venerable.

"I’m nearing my grave, and I haven’t fought a Martial Venerable in this lifetime!"

Huo Tianzheng showed no emotion.

Being friends with Long Jianying, he certainly wasn’t a perpetual peacemaker, just someone who had sought self-cultivation in recent years.

Wei Fan pursed his lips and didn’t speak, but the Profound Yellow Tripod had already emerged from his brow, held in his hand.

He had the Golden Bell Body Protection, even if he couldn’t harm the Martial Venerable, he wasn’t afraid of being killed by one.

Huo Tianzheng and Long Jianying both eyed the Profound Yellow Tripod in his hand covetously. This Divine Soldier was truly a treasure; with further refinement, it could sooner or later become a truly invincible Divine Soldier.

It was still just a Top Divine Soldier, but its true power could already be said to have surpassed that category.

In the previous battle, if Wei Fan hadn’t had this Profound Yellow Tripod, let alone suppressing twenty in the Divine Realm single-handedly, even defeating them in unison would have been impressive.

"Do as you wish; if I can’t look after you and you get killed, don’t blame me. Fight a Martial Venerable? I fear you won’t even have the chance to get close."

Long Jianying wasn’t one to be overly sentimental; he didn’t try to persuade Wei Fan and Huo Tianzheng.

He was a Martial Venerable himself and naturally understood the terrifying aspects of the Martial Venerables. Even if Wei Fan and Huo Tianzheng could withstand the Martial Artist’s aura, they shouldn’t expect to harm the Martial Venerable’s Golden Body in the slightest.

A Golden Body that could remain uncorrupted for millennia after death was no simple matter.

Huo Tianzheng nodded, glancing at Wei Fan: "You’re only in the Late Divine Realm and already want to take on a Martial Venerable. What are you thinking?"

"Late Divine Realm is indeed not enough!"

Wei Fan looked at his status panel.

[Divine Soul (Sea of Consciousness 780 zhang)]

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[Ordinary Power: 44,800 years]

[Spirit Soul Power: 480 years]

Since Late Divine Realm wasn’t enough, he would improve to Perfection.

Currently, his Sea of Consciousness was 780 zhang; with just 120 zhang more, his cultivation would reach Divine Realm Perfection.

Once at Divine Realm Perfection, his Will Power could increase significantly. With Divine Realm Perfection cultivation and additional factors, he should be qualified to face a Martial Venerable, right?

[One year of Spirit Soul Power broadens your Sea of Consciousness by one zhang...]

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[After 120 years of Spirit Soul Power, your Sea of Consciousness reaches 900 zhang, cultivation breaks through to Divine Realm Perfection]

[Ordinary Power: 44,800 years]

[Spirit Soul Power: 360 years]

In an instant, 120 years of Spirit Soul Power poured into the Sea of Consciousness, elevating the cultivation directly to Divine Realm Perfection.

With a Sea of Consciousness spanning 900 zhang, his Heart Spirit could now envelop a radius of 900 zhang.

In a flash, his Sea of Consciousness surged, the silver Divine Soul solidifying completely, now indistinguishable from his true self.

Wei Fan could feel his Will Power skyrocketing, the Perfection of Divine Soul gave him new insights into it.

"This demon!"

The aura of Divine Realm Perfection surged from Wei Fan, startling Huo Tianzheng and Long Jianying so much their eyes nearly popped out, drawing a sharp intake of breath.

This young man, only just saying that his Late Divine Realm cultivation was lacking, immediately broke through to Divine Realm Perfection, how monstrous!

From breaking into the Divine Realm till now, it had only been a bit over a month and he had already reached Divine Realm Perfection.

In order to engage with a Martial Venerable, he broke through his cultivation on the spot.

"Is this guy even human? After one major battle, he’s reached Divine Realm Perfection..."

The retreating Situ Feng, You Qingfeng, and others showed their shock on their faces.

To single-handedly wipe out twenty members of the Divine Realm Martial Sect was legendary; achieving Divine Realm Perfection in less than two months also warrants being etched into history.

Liu Jingxiang was trembling: "Wei Fan has reached Divine Realm Perfection!"

Compared to the shock of You Qingfeng and others, he was downright terrified, because he was one of Zhang Juzheng’s people and an enemy of Wei Fan.

With such a formidable enemy, how could he not be afraid?

In less than two months to reach Divine Realm Perfection, to a peerless demon like this, was Martial Venerable really that far off?

"He’s coming!"

While Wei Fan was sensing the benefits of Divine Realm Perfection, he was also paying attention to the outside world. After so much time, Blood Venerable was almost upon them.

As Blood Venerable approached, the aura of Martial Venerable crashed down like turbulent waves, causing the ground below to tremble and roar.

"Hand over the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill, and this Venerable will spare your lives!"

A long cry thundered like a rolling thunder, as Blood Venerable streaked across the sky like a golden flash, sprinting all the way and finally catching up.

The trash like Nie Hongtao were all dead, yet Wei Fan was still alive and well.

But that was fine too; if someone else had killed Wei Fan and taken the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill, he would have to go through more trouble.

Long Jianying stepped forward, his presence surging with a formidable aura, resisting the aura of Blood Venerable: "Demon, don’t be arrogant!"

"I wondered why you weren’t running, turns out you Long Jianying have returned. Have you not perished in those years you vanished?"

Blood Venerable stopped a few hundred meters away, clearly recognizing Long Jianying.

He eyed Long Jianying with some wariness, knowing that Long Jianying, no fool, wouldn’t stay with confidence if he didn’t have sufficient backing seeing a Martial Venerable approach.

Long Jianying snorted coldly: "If this old man had died out there, who would face you, you demon?"

As he spoke, radiant golden light erupted from his body, countering Blood Venerable’s aura.

A touch of gold swiftly emerged on his body, soon covering him completely.

His Golden Body was also revealed, even his hair turning golden.

"Three-color Golden Body!"

Wei Fan’s gaze scanned over Long Jianying, noting that the interwoven golden light on his body formed a three-color halo behind him.

His Golden Body was, remarkably, of the three-color level, superior to Blood Venerable by a rank.

"The Commander has become a Martial Venerable powerhouse!"

"Wonderful!"

Not far away, Situ Feng and others could not hide their excitement at the sight of the golden light emanating from Long Jianying’s body.