CHAPTER 71: CHAPTER 65: THE SENIOR BROTHER AND SISTER’S SHOCK

"Jiu, since this peach fruit is gradually becoming enchanted, why not give it a name?"

Luo Wentian suggested.

Ning Qi fell into contemplation, thought for a moment, and said:

"Since our gathering is called the True Martial Peach Assembly, let’s call it the True Martial Spiritual Peach."

He really wasn’t good at thinking of names.

Everyone laughed, noticing Ning Qi’s laziness, but the name was decent, and moreover, since it was the peach tree Ning Qi had planted and cultivated, he could name it whatever he wanted.

However, their gaze towards Ning Qi was even more filled with amazement.

To this day.

As Ning Qi revealed more and more wonders, they had already understood that this junior brother of theirs was far more formidable than they had imagined.

"Just if one day junior brother suddenly shows strength beyond ours, I fear it would also be reasonable."

As this thought arose, several true disciples shook their heads and laughed, thinking that day might still be a bit far off.

After all, Ning Qi was not yet eight years old.

For other peers, they had just begun stepping into the Martial Path.

Everyone drank heartily, tasted the peach fruit, and their spirits lifted, releasing the pressure accumulated in recent days, turning into even greater motivation. During the exchange, they also talked about the upcoming Celestial Being Grand Ceremony, encouraging each other not to disgrace the sect, but everyone tacitly avoided asking Ning Qi about the Gang Condensing Pill to not burden him with too much pressure.

This made Ning Qi couldn’t help but feel a bit helpless.

Originally, he had thought to wait for his senior brothers to ask him and then casually bring it out.

Unfortunately, things did not go as he wished.

As the sky darkened.

The moon rabbit rose high.

The group was already preparing to leave.

Ning Qi smiled and stopped them:

"Senior brothers and sisters, please wait for a moment, I’ve prepared some gifts for you."

Each person received a standard wooden box from the True Martial Sect into their hands, and several people immediately showed curiosity, Ye Qinghe smiled and said:

"Jiu, is it because you know I like eating the spiritual peach, and you have prepared another one for us?"

Ning Qi smiled without speaking.

Their curiosity deepened.

The others still considered their pride, while Ye Qinghe directly lifted the lid of the wooden box.

In an instant, everyone was stunned.

In the wooden box.

What came into view was not a spiritual peach; instead, a shiny black pill greeted their eyes. They were much familiar with the exotic aroma; what else could it be if not the Gang Condensing Pill?

This time, no one cared about modesty anymore; they all opened their own wooden boxes, and one by one, Gang Condensing Pills appeared before their eyes.

"Jiu, you... you succeeded?"

Luo Wentian’s excited voice trembled slightly.

One by one, excited and enthusiastic glances fell on Ning Qi, who smiled and nodded:

"Fortunately, I didn’t disappoint, though it consumed the previous Gang Condensing Pill, and the medicinal materials in the treasury were also used up."

Receiving Ning Qi’s confirmation, everyone laughed heartily.

"Jiu, you truly are a genius!"

They held back from cheering, but their hearts couldn’t control the pounding.

To be honest.

That day, although Ning Qi said he was somewhat confident in reverse-engineering the formula for the Gang Condensing Pill, everyone had not held out much hope, because if it were that easy to reverse-engineer a formula from a single pill, Gang Condensing Pills wouldn’t be so precious.

They supported Ning Qi simply because he was their junior brother.

Unexpectedly.

How long had it been, and Ning Qi actually succeeded, not only reverse-engineering the Gang Condensing Pill formula but also successfully refining so many Gang Condensing Pills, previously they had modestly refused that one Gang Condensing Pill, not because they didn’t want it, but because there weren’t enough Gang Condensing Pills.

Now it was alright, one per person, more than enough.

"With this, senior brother and the second senior brother both hope to break through to the White Mist Realm before the Celestial Being Grand Ceremony!"

Everyone thought of this at the first opportunity, smiling.

At that time.

With Jiang Baishan added, the sect would have three White Mist Realm cultivators, which could adequately hold the scene, not appearing too sparse.

"Huh, there’s something else underneath?"

At this time, the voice of the sixth disciple Sun Chuanhai attracted everyone’s attention.

He lifted the second layer of the wooden box.

A piece of white paper and several bottles of pills fell into their view.

All showed a puzzled look; they recognized the previous Gang Condensing Pills, but now these items seemed unfamiliar.

All eyes instinctively turned to Ning Qi.

Ning Qi felt somewhat satisfied; it had always been the sect that created conditions for his growth without sparing effort. Now, finally giving something back to the sect made him feel a different sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.

He didn’t keep it a secret, smiled, and said:

"This is an incidental gain during the reverse-engineering of the Gang Condensing Pill. The jade bottle contains the Sleep Dream Pill, which, after consumption, allows entering a special cultivation state. The white paper records the Sleep Dream Skill, which, combined with the Sleep Dream Pill, permits cultivation during dreams, accelerating the condensation of inner strength."

"This thing is useless to the fifth senior brother, of small effect to the senior brother and the second senior brother, but to the third senior sister and you others, it can accelerate cultivation."

With these words, silence fell.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The previous Gang Condensing Pill was remarkable enough, but now, what had they heard? A secret technique and matching pill to accelerate the condensation of inner strength!

They were not ascetics hiding in the mountains without contact with the outside world.

Naturally, they understood what this meant.

After a moment, the sculptures came alive again, Luo Wentian and others exchanged bitter smiles, ultimately becoming intense amazement:

"Jiu... when you make a move, it’s truly astonishing..."

At this moment.

The seemingly radiant figure of Ning Qi in their eyes seemed to be cloaked in a certain aura.

Ning Qi laughed, yawning.

"Junior brother is tired, senior brothers and sisters should return early to rest."

Saying so, he turned and headed back to the house.

Looking at the relaxed and natural Ning Qi, everyone exchanged smiles, and the radiant aura around Ning Qi unknowingly faded, leaving visible only Ning Qi’s form.

"No matter how extraordinary junior brother is, he is always our junior brother."

...

After the brief True Martial Peach Assembly, the true disciples plunged into even more rigorous cultivation.

Having received Ning Qi’s Sleep Dream Skill and Gang Condensing Pill, everyone was even more diligent.

Especially Ye Qinghe and several other disciples still in the Inner Essence Realm, who felt the wonder of the Sleep Dream Skill, experiencing that inner strength could still be condensed during the Sleep Dream, with efficiency more than doubling.

As for Luo Wentian and Xiong Shi, the two masters at the ninefold Inner Essence Realm, they adjusted their states fully, preparing to use the Gang Condensing Pill to break into the White Mist Realm.

As for Ning Qi,

His cultivation had also reached a critical moment.

The inner strength in his body had once more formed a bond with the physical body, about to enter the eighth Fake Death.

If successful this time, Ning Qi would arrive at the Ninefold Inner Essence Realm, which is the Realm of Perfection!

After that would be the ninth Fake Death.

At that time, it would be the moment to ascend to the White Mist Realm.

But for now, Ning Qi was somewhat looking forward to seeing what would be different upon reaching the Realm of Perfection.

"Tiansheng, be my guardian."

After giving instructions, Ning Qi entered his eighth Fake Death with strands of anticipation.