Read Novel Full Chapter 899 - Stellar Sovereign realm (02)
Chapter 899: 899 - Stellar Sovereign realm (02)
Qingyi spent roughly twelve hours focused solely on controlling his Qi, replenishing his reserves, and meditating on the Dao.
Advancing to the realm of the Stellar Sovereign was no simple matter. Many cultivators would isolate themselves for months, sometimes years, depending on their talent, just to take that single step forward.
Qingyi, with his monstrous talent, really didn’t want to follow that path.
First of all, he couldn’t bear the thought of missing out on Lingxi’s growth. Second, he simply didn’t need to.
He was confident that, in a month—devoting just twelve hours a day to cultivation—he would advance to the Stellar Sovereign Realm without much effort.
Of course, with his talent, he could force the breakthrough at any time, but he didn’t want to risk ending up with an unstable, fragile foundation.
Sighing, Qingyi slowly opened his eyes, his gaze settling on a selection of items he had saved in his system shop long ago.
With a simple mental gesture, four item status screens appeared before him, glowing with a golden, ethereal light.
[Name: Dao Fruit of the First Dragon King’s Tree
Description: The First Dragon King’s Tree was a legendary tree in the Celestial Heaven that burned down about ten million years ago.
It produced a single fruit, known as the Dao Fruit of the First Dragon King’s Tree, which took five million years to ripen.
This ripe fruit helps lay the foundation and strengthen the heart, and it is one of the three legendary ingredients of the Supreme Pill of the Celestial Dao.
Grade: Primordial
Price: 10,000,000 G Lust Points]
[Name: Eternal Essence of the Tears of the Heavens
Description: The essence of the heavens condensed over millions of years; it received its name because of its teardrop-like shape.
It contains the power of the heavens and the earth, aiding in the formation of a core capable of strengthening the dantian.
One of the three legendary ingredients of the Supreme Pill of the Celestial Dao.
Grade: Primordial
Price: 10,000,000 G Lust Points]
[Name: Condensed Chaotic Core
Description: A chaotic core formed over millions of years from countless souls. Extremely useful for providing the necessary explosive power and initiating the advancement to the realm of the Stellar Sovereign.
One of the three legendary ingredients of the Supreme Pill of the Celestial Dao.
Grade: Primordial
Price: 10,000,000 G Lust Points]
[Name: Recipe for Producing the Supreme Pill of the Celestial Dao
Description: The Supreme Pill of the Celestial Dao is one of the most legendary items in the Celestial Heavens, whose existence has always been merely theorized and whose recipe has remained a mere myth attributed to the First Emperor of Alchemy, who died many millions of years ago.
The items required to produce it have never been gathered, and its creation remains a legend.
The pill can be used to advance to the realm of the Stellar Sovereign, making it extremely useful for creating powerful celestial bases and forging connections even with the most legendary stars.
Grade: Primordial
Price: 25,000,000 G Lust Points]
Qingyi silently examined the items, letting out a long sigh.
At the moment, he only had thirty million G Lust Points, but fortunately, he had already purchased the recipe shortly after his first massive earnings with Akane.
Since then, Hua Feiyan had been almost entirely devoted to studying that pill, conducting endless tests with an absurd variety of substitute ingredients.
She was as much of a genius at alchemy as he was at beating people to death, and as a result, her success rate was already very high.
Qingyi stretched, forcing himself to his feet as a brief grunt escaped his lips. With that pill, his advancement within a month was basically guaranteed.
He had already received the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword back from Qinanyao, and now the weapon rested securely at his waist.
As his hand slid along the blade’s hilt in a slow caress, he finally let go of the world of the mind.
It was early morning, and Lingxi, naturally, was already awake.
From a distance, Qingyi could hear her excited squeals as she watched the girls train in the temple’s central courtyard.
Smiling, he stepped inside without hesitation. His eyes fell upon the priestesses training with their swords under the guidance of Yuehan, Akane, and Rouxi.
Lingxi was perched on Jin Meilin’s lap, dressed in an adorable little pink dress made for her by Rou’er herself, who occupied the bench to Meilin’s left.
The little girl kicked her chubby feet in the air, completely immersed in the spectacle before her.
Watching the priestesses of the Lightning Spirit train with their swords—each swing leaving an electric trail crackling through the air—Lingxi waved her tiny hands as she gripped a small twig.
Clumsily, she tried to imitate the women’s precise movements, her big round eyes shining with pure fascination.
Then, turning to her mother, she pointed a little finger at the warriors and shouted at the top of her lungs:
"Mamma!"
Rouxi smiled graciously at that adorable little thing, her eyes suddenly rising to rest on Qingyi, who was approaching with silent steps.
She said nothing, merely nodding her head with a knowing smile playing at the corner of her lips.
Meilin didn’t notice Qingyi’s approach; her attention was entirely fixed on the adorable little girl in her arms.
Seated elegantly on the padded bench, her delicate back curved slightly forward. The fine fabric of her dress flowed gracefully over two plump, luscious orbs, molding itself around that perfect, soft ass, embracing each of those round, pale porcelain spheres—as firm as they were inviting.
What she lacked in bust, she more than made up for with that shapely rear.
Qingyi crept up from behind without making the slightest sound, his gaze locked on that inviting rump.
In one fluid motion, his hand shot forward in a swift, precise arc toward the luscious buttocks.
A loud, sharp crack echoed through the courtyard the instant his palm struck its target.
The plump, soft flesh of the right cheek caved beneath his fingers in an obscene depression, the pale porcelain sphere molding perfectly around his palm before rebounding with a heavy, weighty jolt.
Dense ripples surged across the entire expanse of that luscious rear, cascading over the divide between the cheeks until the left buttock trembled in kind, jiggling in a slow, mesmerizing dance as if sharing in the blow.