The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

Arc 25: Tempest Field | Chapter 463: Endless Field

Tu Jin’s smile turned cold, his eyes filled with an unspoken sarcasm. “They’re just a few clowns jumping around.”

His eccentric personality made him reluctant to elaborate, so Xun Liang straightforwardly recounted the situation.

After Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie went to the Nine Void Battlefield, Tu Jin and the others continued to shuttle back and forth between the Sword Pagoda and the Sword Spirit Wall, diligently practicing their sword techniques and refining their sword souls. Furthermore, having previously witnessed Yun Lie’s self-created sword techniques, they gained some insights and, in a short time, made notable progress.

As two to three years passed, the three occasionally verified their progress with each other. Eventually, they all broke through together, especially Tu Jin, who, having the highest cultivation level, made rapid advancements. Not only did he refine his sword soul swiftly, but when Xun Liang and Yin Xiu reached the peak of sword soul refinement, he directly broke through to the second level of sword soul refinement. He had greatly benefited, and naturally, he felt even more grateful towards the many cultivators of the Wuling Mountain Domain.

However, just over ten days ago, as Tu Jin had just exited the Sword Pagoda and was about to observe his gains at the Sword Spirit Wall, he encountered a few newly arrived cultivators in the Nine Void Realm. Tu Jin was unconcerned and intended to walk past them directly but was blocked.

The ones blocking him were undoubtedly those three Nascent Soul cultivators.

They were disciples from a branch of the Hongchuan Sect and immediately began to berate him.

Tu Jin, being a person of great pride, could not tolerate being disrespected by three juniors in front of him. He didn’t say much; instead, he unleashed a sword intent. Under such overwhelming force, the three Nascent Soul cultivators were not only struck down but also severely injured. However, unexpectedly, another sword intent met his, causing both their intents to cancel each other out, resulting in mutual destruction.

The one who made the counterattack was the youth in splendid attire, whose cultivation was slightly lower than Tu Jin’s but whose swordsmanship was comparable, perhaps even slightly superior—his sword soul had already reached the peak of the second level.

With this conflict established, neither side intended to ease tensions.

While the youth in splendid attire was quite displeased with the three Nascent Soul cultivators seeking trouble, at this moment, as a strong figure at the Spirit Severing Stage, he couldn’t simply retreat. Therefore, the group found a rather large venue outside the city and engaged in a fierce battle.

Xun Liang and Yin Xiu naturally assisted Tu Jin; Tu Jin fought the youth in splendid attire, Xun Liang faced the beautiful woman, and Yin Xiu fought against the three Nascent Soul cultivators alone.

However, after the three matches, Xun Liang was defeated, Tu Jin fought to a standstill, and Yin Xiu emerged victorious. In the end, the results added up to a tie.

But if it ended like this, wouldn’t it be a waste of a grudge?

Though Xun Liang was broad-minded and didn’t care, Tu Jin wanted to regain some face for him; on the other hand, the three Nascent Soul cultivators refused to let Tu Jin off for their own interests. After some disputes, they agreed on this gambling contest.

Then, everything unfolded as Xu Ziqing had seen.

After listening, Xu Ziqing suddenly realized.

Such matters often occurred among cultivators, so there was nothing particularly surprising about it.

Now they just needed to seek out the chaotic wind flowers, and if they won, that would be sufficient.

Thus, Xu Ziqing changed the topic and asked with a smile, “Which portal do you wish to head to, Tu Daoist?”

Tu Jin grinned, “I haven’t considered it; either the D or E portal is fine.”

Xun Liang and Yin Xiu chimed in, “Let’s go with the nearest one.”

Xu Ziqing had no objections; he glanced at his senior brother and nodded, saying, “That sounds good.”

The group didn’t delay and quickly transformed into beams of light, heading towards Gate D.

Gate D seemed no different from Gate C, with only the inscriptions on the doorposts swapped. Inside, the wind howled fiercely, occasionally whipping up into whirlwinds. Many divine cultivators and practitioners had already taken the opportunity to enter against the wind.

Xun Liang warned his two fellow disciples, “When you go in, make sure to protect yourselves with true essence to avoid being injured by the fierce wind.”

Xu Ziqing appreciated the kind advice and nodded with a smile, “Thank you, Daoist Xun, for the reminder.”

Then, everyone emitted a thin layer of light from their bodies and leaped into Gate D.

As soon as Xu Ziqing entered, he felt a violent wind surge towards him, sharp as a knife, almost invading his sea of consciousness in an instant, threatening to scatter his primordial spirit. The ferocity of this wind was indeed terrifying!

He immediately focused his mind and rapidly circulated his true essence, solidifying his protective barrier even more to block out the wind entirely.

When Xu Ziqing glanced at Tu Jin and the others, he saw they appeared relatively unscathed, realizing that their differing strengths of primordial spirit made them more resistant to the wind than he was.

As for his shixiong… he looked at Yun Lie, who also showed no signs of discomfort.

This was not surprising, though. Besides him, the other four were all sword cultivators of at least the first refinement of sword soul. Their primordial spirits, fused with sword intent, were far more stable than his own, while he, being the weakest, had a significantly lower strength of primordial spirit.

Yet, this thought brought Xu Ziqing some hidden concerns.

The opponents he encountered so far had shown little capability for severe damage to the primordial spirit, but what if he faced one in the future? How could he guard against that? After leaving this place, he needed to think of a way to refine his primordial spirit.

Otherwise, he might regret it immensely.

As the group lingered at the entrance for a moment, each began to adapt to the wind’s force, slowly advancing deeper into the desolate region.

The winds in this Tempest Field were extremely strong; even now, at their weakest, they surpassed the winds outside, making it difficult to open one’s eyes. They could only extend their divine sense outward to navigate.

Xu Ziqing closed his eyes and released his divine sense, and suddenly, everything around him was reflected in his sea of consciousness.

He quickly scanned for his senior brother and, upon touching his brother’s divine sense, carefully extended his own… Yun Lie naturally recognized this and connected without any resistance.

In the next moment, Xu Ziqing felt as if there was a loud explosion in his sea of consciousness; everything reflected by his divine sense became noticeably clearer, as if he had momentarily merged his divine sense with his shixiong’s, extending their shared reach even further.

This was the benefit of a dual-cultivation partner’s primordial spirits intersecting—since they had opened their primordial spirits to each other, their divine senses were not only free of malice but also could come together in harmony. Unknowingly, they gained more than double the effect.

Then, with their minds intertwined, Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie continued to peer forward.

Their divine senses surged ahead rapidly, only to confront a sharp gale. This wind was exceedingly fast, gathering into a thick mass, like a massive wall or a highly viscous substance, effectively blocking their divine senses from advancing. Progressing even a little was quite challenging.

This was precisely a violent storm vortex.

Xu Ziqing urged his divine sense forward, but he faced significant obstacles.

At the same time, Tu Jin and the others also extended their divine senses, although their probing directions differed, they too encountered strong winds that made it difficult to advance even a step.

Xu Ziqing opened his mouth to speak, but as soon as he tried, his voice shattered in the wind and could not be formed into words. Helpless, he could only use sound transmission. Before he could say anything, he first heard several voices entering his sea of consciousness.

Xun Liang said, “The road ahead is difficult to traverse. Do any of you have good strategies?”

Yin Xiu replied, “My divine sense cannot penetrate either.”

Tu Jin let out a cold snort, saying, “Be careful; the Wind Flowers often arise near the eye of the storm. There may be wind beasts guarding it.”

Xu Ziqing suggested, “Why don’t we gather together first and explore into the center of the wind vortex?”

Yun Lie agreed, “That works.”

Everyone else had no objections, so they drew closer together. However, due to the strong winds, they could not use any evasion techniques. They had to compress their true essence beneath their feet and proceed step by step.

Before long, while remaining vigilant, they approached the violent storm vortex.

The closer they got, the more true essence they needed to use to maintain stability. Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie held hands, and compared to the others, they managed fairly well. Soon, their nostrils filled with wind, making it impossible to breathe; they had to hold their breath and focus even more intently.

At this point, their divine senses finally touched into the wind vortex, and at the root of the whirlpool, there indeed was a luminous white flower. Its petals were shaped like a sphere, and as the wind turned the flower crown, the petals transformed into swirling winds, drifting away in delicate strands before returning and reforming the flower crown. This peculiar transformation occurred almost every half-moment, quite fascinating.

At this time, Tu Jin conveyed, “We must pluck it the moment the flower crown takes shape; otherwise, it will be only a remnant and not a complete specimen.”

The remaining few understood and responded, “We will be careful.”

The Wind Flower was difficult to harvest; if one was not cautious, all efforts would be in vain, and everyone was determined not to be careless.

After a brief discussion, they decided that Xu Ziqing, as the one skilled in managing countless plants, would be the one to harvest, while the others would stand guard to prevent any surprise attacks from the wind beasts.

Xu Ziqing focused intently; a glimmer flashed between his brows, and several blood-red vines sprang out from the void above his head. Most of these vines encircled and protected him, while one quickly extended forward, charging straight toward the eye of the wind!

At that moment, it suddenly seemed that a part of the wind vortex collapsed, and an invisible entity surged out rapidly!

The blood vines did not stop their advance, but the formless entity was already approaching Xu Ziqing head-on!

Simultaneously, the other four cultivators moved.

Xun Liang and Yin Xiu immediately flanked Xu Ziqing, while Tu Jin’s eyes flashed with blood light, and a strand of sword intent carrying a metallic scent shot out, directly slicing toward the formless entity. Meanwhile, Yun Lie darted to the other side, his black-gold longsword striking out toward the recessed area beside them.

It turned out that while one wind beast pounced from the front, another had hidden in the shadows, attempting to attack Xu Ziqing from an unexpected angle!

However, these sword cultivators were all experienced and would not be deceived by such tricks. They quickly split into two groups, skillfully coordinating their efforts to slay the wind beasts, executing their actions with great efficiency.

Xu Ziqing trusted his partners and companions deeply. Even though he had noticed the wind beast’s sudden assault, he was not concerned. Instead, he commanded the blood vines to continue extending until they made contact with the Wind Flower. Seizing the moment when its flower crown solidified, he swiftly severed the flower’s stem and yanked it back!

In the next moment, gentle winds swirled in his palm, and he had successfully plucked the flower.

Noticing Xu Ziqing’s success, the sword cultivators moved even faster. Yun Lie and Tu Jin had each shattered a section of the surrounding wind, causing a body to fall to the ground—it was the corpse of a wind beast.

As everyone looked down, the wind beast that had previously been indistinguishable in the gusts now revealed its true form. Its body was silvery-white, resembling a tiger, with cloud patterns on its forehead and four paws, making it truly beautiful.

Translator: Lynn

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