Cultivation Starts from Farming

"Shuang’Er, your ’Thousand Mechanism Skill’ progress is astonishingly fast. It seems that soon your Divine Sense will reach another level."

Xu Ping smiled as he embraced her slender, supple waist, his fingers unconsciously caressing the delicate softness.

"This is all thanks to Xu Lang’s meticulous guidance..."

Duan Shuang lifted her charming face, her eyes shimmering like a misty spring, her voice turning soft and tender, with a hint of alluring charm:

"Xu Lang... during the cultivation earlier, it seemed I encountered some obscure key points... difficult to comprehend... could Xu Lang perhaps... offer me deeper guidance at this moment?"

Duan Shuang’s breath was like orchids, her warm and fragrant breath spraying onto Xu Ping’s neck.

Upon hearing this, Xu Ping raised an eyebrow, smiled, and lifted her by the waist:

"Since Shuang’Er has such a desire to seek the path, as your husband, I shall naturally exert all my effort to offer clear guidance!"

Saying this, he strode towards the warm pavilion deep within the cave abode.

Duan Shuang let out a delicate cry, yet her arms tightly encircled Xu Ping’s neck, burying her flushed face in his chest, laughing softly like silver bells.

...

Time passed quietly, and two years slipped away.

In the depths of the cave abode beneath the Blood Bone Hall, Xu Ping sat cross-legged on the stone bed, his aura as still as an ancient well.

Suddenly.

A wave of blood energy rippled out from the Dragon Blood Fruit tree, spreading throughout the entire cave abode.

"The Dragon Blood Fruit matured?"

Xu Ping’s tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, a hint of joy deep within them.

His form moved slightly, and in the next moment, he appeared like a phantom before the Dragon Blood Fruit tree beside the Spiritual Spring.

The entire tree was blood-red, and at its top, two fist-sized fruits resembling dragon eyes, covered in fine scales, emitted a palpable surge of crimson blood light.

"Finally... matured!"

Looking at the two fully matured Dragon Blood Fruits, Xu Ping couldn’t help but draw a smile at the corner of his mouth.

After nurturing with the pure Flood Dragon blood of the moray eel for so many cycles, expending a considerable lifespan to hasten the ripening, today was finally harvest time.

The blood energy contained in these two Dragon Blood Fruits far exceeded any previous cycle!

Xu Ping picked the Dragon Blood Fruits.

At the moment the fruit was plucked, the Dragon Blood Fruit tree wilted and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xu Ping was already accustomed to this, and immediately used a Secret Technique to hasten maturity, expending a few lifespans to revive it and maintain vitality.

After completing all this, he hurried back to the center of the secret chamber.

Sitting cross-legged, he adjusted his breathing to the optimal state.

Xu Ping picked up a Dragon Blood Fruit, without hesitation, sending it into his mouth!

The fruit melted in his mouth as if swallowing a sphere of scorching magma.

A turbulent, searing yet extremely pure stream of Flood Dragon blood energy burst within him, crashing madly into his limbs, bones, meridians, and acupoints.

Were it an ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivator, they might instantaneously suffer meridian burns, unable to endure the pain.

But Xu Ping merely frowned slightly, his expression as calm as still water.

His Divine Sense guided this wild external force, operating it along a specific route, absorbing and integrating it.

The body energy and blood that had remained stagnant for a long time began to slowly and steadily... rise.

In the secret chamber, the temperature suddenly soared.

Xu Ping’s skin turned blood-red, and from his pores, dragon-shaped steams of hot blood energy emerged, his entire being transforming into a burning furnace.

Time passed by in refining.

A month later.

The hot aura in the secret chamber gradually calmed down.

Xu Ping opened his eyes, the light within them more profound.

"Excellent!"

Xu Ping felt the terrifying blood energy within him flowing turbulently like a dormant dragon, the smile on the corner of his mouth widening.

Both Dragon Blood Fruits had been completely refined and absorbed.

The enhancement they brought was apparent.

Though not exaggerated, it was indeed very remarkable, enough to push his Body Refining to the peak of Fourth Rank Middle Grade.

Such Dragon Blood Fruit would certainly make even Late-stage Nascent Soul Great Cultivators envious and intrigued.

After all, for most late-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators, to refine their physical body to Fourth Rank Lower Grade is already an achievement.

"Moreover... my Dragon Aura seems to have increased significantly as well." Xu Ping pondered, feeling carefully.

The pressure derived from the Flood Dragon’s essence became more solid and robust, though still not as pure as that of the moray eel, yet carrying a wild, domineering aura.

"Perhaps..."

Xu Ping suddenly sensed something, his eyes flashed.

"Let’s give it a try!"

Xu Ping took a step forward, his Mana resonating with the vast blood energy!

"Ang~!"

A low yet majestic dragon roar vaguely resounded from within him.

Xu Ping transformed into a blood-red shadow, like a crimson bolt of lightning tearing through the sky, swiftly traversing the spacious secret chamber.

This was the Dragon Leap Technique.

Yet in the next moment, Xu Ping’s thoughts changed again.

Boom!

The previously restrained Dragon Aura exploded in full force without reservation.

What was more remarkable was this immense Dragon Aura did not diffuse outward to form suppression.

Instead, as if pulled by an invisible force, it all rolled back and perfectly fused into every stride, every breath, every blood movement within the Dragon Leap Technique.

In an instant, a sudden transformation occurred.

The blood-red shadow suddenly expanded and solidified.

It seemed not merely a vague shadow, but truly transformed into an agile and fierce, scaly, clawed crimson dragon phantom.

Dragon Aura and Escape Technique completely unified!

"Roar!"

The dragon roar became clear and resounding, carrying an awe-inspiring majesty.

Wherever the crimson dragon passed, the space seemed to groan under immense strain, its speed suddenly increased by another twenty percent.