Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 1500: Chapter 812: Ten Years Flow Like Water, Shattering the Golden Core

After a spring rain, a layer of mist rose over the lake.

Mist surrounded Seven Stars Island, and the spirit fields were filled with White Jade Rice, green as emerald, emitting a faint fragrance.

Zhao Sheng walked through the spirit fields, his robe wetted by the dew on one side. Looking at the thriving White Jade Rice, he smiled slightly, then suddenly flicked his long sleeve, causing a large swath of grayish dust fog to spread out and gently fall into the rice clusters over several acres of fields.

He then took more than ten steps forward and reached the center of the spirit fields, forming a seal with his hands and casting a beam of bright yellow spirit light into the ground.

In an instant, the earth silently caved in, forming a hole about a foot wide.

Zhao Sheng took a thumb-sized Five-Colored Stone from his sleeve, examined it briefly, then tossed it into the pit.

The next moment, the hole flashed with a strip of brilliance and silently sealed itself, the ground returning to its original state.

Having done this, Zhao Sheng suddenly closed his eyes, expanded his Divine Sense, and stood there sensing.

As time passed, it seemed that nature’s spiritual energy was drawn in by something, continuously gathering towards the spirit fields, with the concentration of Spiritual Qi increasing at a rather exaggerated pace.

Within half a day, spirit clouds began to form above the spirit fields, soon accompanied by a gentle drizzle of spirit rain.

Zhao Sheng opened his eyes, crouched down, and pressed his hands onto the ground, letting a surge of pure Spiritual Power flow out, instantly transforming into hundreds of intricate “frequencies” that penetrated ten meters into the ground.

Gradually, a weak and fine spirit vein slowly emerged in his Heart Lake, with paths, branches, nodes, and sources all clearly visible.

Zhao Sheng focused his mind, his Divine Sense condensing into an invisible hand, grasping the Five-Colored Stone and plunging it into the core node of the spirit vein.

Instantly, a vast amount of Earth Element Spiritual Qi rose from the depths of the earth, continuously merging into the core node, then quickly dispersing throughout the spirit vein.

Swish!

Suddenly, clusters of spirit rice swayed without wind, emitting waves of rustling sound, and the originally light green stems and leaves visibly thickened and turned greener, appearing more vibrant like jade with burgeoning vitality.

“Hmm, barely presentable now!” Zhao Sheng stood up, surveyed the surroundings with satisfaction, patted the dirt off his hands, and soared into the air, gracefully departing the spirit fields.

At this moment, a young servant rushed over hurriedly, bowed respectfully, and whispered, “Master, a guest has come visiting, and currently they are in the Lakeside Pavilion.”

“Hmm, understood.”

Zhao Sheng nodded slightly, then took a step forward, suddenly appearing ten feet away, resembling Instantaneous Movement.

Thus, step by step, ten feet, twenty feet, thirty feet… in the blink of an eye, he was far away.

Lakeside Pavilion.

He had just entered the hall when a brawny Great Han stood up from a chair, laughing heartily as he approached.

The Great Han was already fierce-looking, and now his laughter made him appear even more savage.

“Boss, seven years apart, I really missed you.”

Saying this, the Great Han spread his arms and lunged toward Zhao Sheng.

Zhao Sheng showed a look of disdain, suddenly stepping back, raising his fist, and lightly striking the Great Han’s shoulder, causing him to stagger.

Chen Polu rubbed his shoulder vigorously, grimacing in pain, somewhat complaining, “Ah, you almost killed me! Boss, how come you’re so strong now?”

Zhao Sheng laughed and scolded, “Nonsense, I barely used any strength. What are you pretending to be pitiful for? Hurry up and sit down.”

Seeing this, Chen Polu quickly switched to a smiling expression, following the boss back to the hall, where both sat down.

The servants quickly served Spiritual Tea to the two.

Zhao Sheng leaned lazily on the back of his chair, casually asking, “You never come early without a reason. Today you’ve traveled all the way to Seven Stars Island, seems like you have something up. Go ahead, what is it? I’ll help if I can, but if I can’t, nothing will change even if we speak of heaven.”

Chen Polu grinned and said, “Boss, you really have foresight! Brother, I do have a favor to ask.”

“Haha, who comes asking for favors empty-handed? Do you know the rules!” Zhao Sheng deliberately teased.

“Oh, how could I come empty-handed! I’ve painstakingly managed to acquire a treasure. Boss, you’ll definitely like it!”

Chen Polu smiled ingratiatingly and took out a palm-sized apricot-yellow gourd from his chest, carefully handing it over.

Raising an eyebrow, Zhao Sheng’s Divine Sense instantly turned into a thread, exploring inside the gourd, instantly raising his eyebrows again.

With a gesture, the gourd floated to his hand, and he uncorked it, giving the gourd a slap.

Slap!

In the next moment, a pure blue flame shot out from the gourd’s mouth, only palm-sized, yet emitting a soft and scorching light heat.

“Samadhi True Fire?! You’ve got quite the opportunity, kid.” Zhao Sheng’s eyes flashed with praise.

Chen Polu said proudly, “What do you think? I knew you’d like it. With this Samadhi True Fire, Brother Sheng, when you break through Foundation Establishment, success will be assured.”

In his view, his boss was cultivating the “Samadhi True Fire Technique”, combined with the Samadhi True Fire, achieving Great Success in cultivation would soon be within reach, and breaking through Foundation Establishment wouldn’t be a problem.

Chen Polu naturally had no idea what kind of existence sat across from him.

Zhao Sheng stored the Samadhi True Fire back in the gourd, sealed it, and said solemnly, “Accepting such a grand gift from you… I can’t just shy away. Tell me, what is your request?”

Chen Polu put away his grin, flipped his hand, and a silver small sword appeared in his hand.

However, this small sword was covered with cracks, its brilliance completely lost, clearly now useless.

“Boss, the Flowing Moon Sword is broken, can you reforge it?”

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng reached for the small sword, fiddled with it briefly, and said, “I can’t, the internal Magic Prohibition is completely destroyed, it no longer holds any value for repair.”