I cultivate the Chaos Technique

Chapter 175 Successful cultivation

Inside the stone gate, Zhang Yifan and the black dragon were immersed in the warm and nourishing light of the multicolored glow. They felt their injuries melt away like ice and snow, and their spiritual energy rapidly replenished, as if parched earth had been nourished by sweet rain. The hideous wounds on the black dragon's body healed at a visible speed, and its broken scales grew back, regaining their former luster. It stretched its massive body comfortably, occasionally letting out a contented groan.

Zhang Yifan also benefited greatly. Under the guidance of the rosy light, the disordered spiritual energy within his body gradually returned to its proper place, and his nine nascent souls joyfully absorbed this pure energy, growing strong and healthy. He closed his eyes and concentrated, entering a deep state of cultivation. His consciousness was immersed in a serene realm, his body and mind merging with the multicolored rosy light, forgetting the disturbances and dangers of the outside world.

In this tranquil space filled with mysterious power, time seemed to lose its meaning. After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yifan's body shone brightly; his cultivation had broken through the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, advancing to the late-stage. This breakthrough not only made his spiritual power even more abundant and powerful, but also deepened his understanding of cultivation techniques. He could clearly feel his connection with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth becoming increasingly strong; with every gesture, he could draw upon the surrounding spiritual energy for his own use.

Seeing its master's cultivation improve, the black dragon happily circled around him, its blood-red vertical pupils filled with joy and awe. At this moment, Zhang Yifan was filled with lofty ambitions. He knew that this opportunity was hard-won, a blessing from fate and a reward for his adherence to justice and fearlessness in the face of powerful enemies.

After fully consolidating his cultivation, Zhang Yifan stood up and looked around. He then discovered that the space inside the stone gate was like an independent little world, with green mountains and clear waters, swirling clouds and mist, and exotic flowers and rare herbs everywhere, exuding a rich fragrance. In the distance, an ancient pavilion loomed in the distance, seemingly beckoning them to explore its mysteries.

Zhang Yifan and the black dragon exchanged a glance, then, as if on cue, headed towards the pavilion. Along the way, they saw many rare plants they had never seen before. Some resembled lingzhi mushrooms, yet emitted a dreamlike, ethereal light; others had enormous flowers, their stamens containing tiny spirit crystals that radiated alluring spiritual energy. Zhang Yifan carefully collected some, knowing that if he brought these back to the Spirit Pill Sect, they would undoubtedly contribute to the sect's development.

Before long, they arrived at the pavilion. The pavilion was about three stories high, with flying eaves and carved beams and painted rafters. Although ancient, it still exuded a simple and solemn atmosphere. The pavilion's doors were tightly closed, covered with mysterious runes, somewhat similar to those on the blue-glowing stone in the cave earlier. Zhang Yifan's heart stirred; he reached out and touched the runes, trying to uncover their secrets.

The moment his fingers touched the runes, the door slowly opened, and an even more concentrated spiritual energy rushed out. Zhang Yifan and the black dragon cautiously stepped inside, where they saw rows of bookshelves filled with various ancient books and jade slips. These books covered many fields, including cultivation techniques, alchemy, array diagrams, and demonic beasts, all of which were rare treasures in the cultivation world.

Zhang Yifan's eyes lit up with excitement. He eagerly went to the bookshelf and began to peruse the ancient books one by one. One book, an annotation on the Chaos Technique, gave him a completely new understanding of his cultivation method. Some previously obscure and difficult parts suddenly became clear. There was also an ancient alchemy book that recorded many long-lost pill formulas in detail. If he brought it back to the Spirit Pill Sect, Sect Leader Xuan Qingzi would surely be overjoyed.

In this treasure trove of knowledge, Zhang Yifan eagerly absorbed knowledge, while the black dragon lay quietly beside its master. Before he knew it, much time had passed. Zhang Yifan felt his knowledge had greatly increased, and his understanding of the path of cultivation had deepened. At this moment, his mind was preoccupied with the situation outside the cave, and with the safety of Sect Leader Xuan Qingzi and the Lingdan Sect. He decided to take these precious gains, leave the stone gate, and return to the battlefield…