Chapter 17: The Terrifying Speed of Cultivation

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Yue Qingshuang glanced at Lu Changfeng with an inexplicable expression. Then she quickly averted her gaze, saying nothing further. After all, everyone harbors their own secrets. She knew this young man was her newly accepted disciple—that was enough.

A moment later, Yue Qingshuang looked at Lu Changfeng, who had regained some vitality, and spoke, “Comprehending divine abilities is only the first step. Next, I will guide the spiritual energy within your body to help you open your spiritual aperture.”

With that, she extended her pale, delicate right hand, awaiting Lu Changfeng’s next move.

Lu Changfeng lifted his head to glance at his makeshift master, then placed his hand over hers. The instant they touched, he distinctly felt a tremor in her small hand. Before any ripple could spread, a gentle spiritual energy suddenly surged within him.

This energy seemed to mingle with his own, searching throughout his body. His entire meridian system ignited with warmth, and his body trembled slightly.

“Calm your mind, steady your spirit,” Yue Qingshuang’s cool voice echoed around them.

Lu Changfeng took a deep breath, enduring the discomfort coursing through him as he focused on the shifting spiritual energy.

Then—buzz! The Dao Ancestor Divine Technique spontaneously activated. He hastily calmed himself and stopped it, then casually began practicing the Lu family’s cultivation method.

Though Lu Changfeng doubted that his makeshift master could notice the anomaly in the Dao Ancestor Divine Technique, he chose to conceal it; after all, the Dao Ancestor Divine Technique involved matters too vast and complicated.

Soon, spiritual energy circulated throughout Lu Changfeng’s body, and the sensation of the spiritual aperture grew ever clearer.

“Why do you cultivate such a crude technique?” Yue Qingshuang frowned slightly and asked softly.

Lu Changfeng nodded in response. “A lone wanderer, having any technique to cultivate is already fortunate.”

Hearing this, Yue Qingshuang fell silent.

After a moment, she sighed faintly and said, “The gap in cultivation techniques is indeed hard to detect in the early stages. But a good technique greatly aids in refining spiritual power. When you’re close to breaking through to the Nascent Core stage, pause for a while—I will teach you a new one. That way, your talent will not be wasted.”

Lu Changfeng met her gaze and slowly nodded.

At that moment, Yue Qingshuang seemed to have lightly brushed a stroke onto the canvas of Lu Changfeng’s heart—a feeling so subtle that even he did not notice. Neither in his previous life nor this one had he ever experienced such a sensation. Unsure how to respond, he closed his eyes and focused on the changes in the spiritual energy within his body.

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Suddenly—crack! Several sounds of meridians tearing echoed within Lu Changfeng’s body. His entire body trembled from the intense pain.

His eyes snapped open, bloodshot and fierce. The agony was nearly overwhelming, as if countless swords pierced his heart. The pain surged relentlessly, growing ever more severe.

“Steady yourself!” Yue Qingshuang’s expression remained calm and indifferent as she reminded him. She must have anticipated this pain during cultivation.

Lu Changfeng took a deep breath and lightly bit his tongue.

The taste of blood immediately filled his mouth, and his eyes cleared.

In Yue Qingshuang’s eyes, Lu Changfeng only momentarily faltered before instantly regaining his composure.

Such a reaction caused her to inwardly sigh: “This boy is extraordinary.”

Time passed—though she could not say how long.

Yue Qingshuang slowly withdrew her hand, looking exhausted as she spoke, “It’s done.”

Her aura was thin and unsteady, as if she had just endured a great battle; sweat dampened her neck.

Lu Changfeng closed his eyes, sensing the spiritual aperture in his meridians.

Then he opened his eyes, weary but resolute, stood, cupped his hands slightly, and said, “Thank you, Master.”

Yue Qingshuang waved her hand dismissively, her voice cold: “Return now.”

With that, Lu Changfeng’s vision blurred, the surroundings shimmering.

When he saw clearly again, he found himself standing at the door of a humble cottage. He glanced inside, then turned and left.

Under a tree, Yue Qingshuang watched his departing figure and whispered in admiration, “In just one day, he can independently operate this spiritual aperture technique... His comprehension is truly astonishing. It took me a whole month to fully master it back then...”

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Lu Changfeng dragged his weary body back to his cave dwelling.

Zhou Xuantong had already left.

He drew a deep breath, crossed his legs on the mat, and began circulating the Dao Ancestor Divine Technique.

Suddenly, the spiritual apertures within his meridians seemed to activate, unleashing a powerful suction.

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The spiritual energy of heaven and earth appeared to be torn by invisible hands, rushing into Lu Changfeng’s body.

In just three breaths’ time, a vortex of spiritual energy formed beside him, growing ever larger.

“Huh?!” Lu Changfeng’s eyes brightened in surprise. “Such a rapid absorption of spiritual energy?”

Despite the Dao Ancestor Divine Technique already granting him faster absorption than most cultivators, the addition of the spiritual aperture now made his intake speed more than three times greater than others at the same realm.

Even Lu Changfeng was astonished by this pace of cultivation.

Three days passed in a flash.

Lu Changfeng sat motionless in meditation. His cultivation advanced rapidly.

Boom!

On the third day, a rumbling erupted within the cave dwelling.

Lu Changfeng’s cultivation had broken through to the third layer of the Meridian Connecting Realm.

Though his cultivation surged, his spiritual energy remained purer than that of ordinary cultivators—thanks entirely to the Dao Ancestor Divine Technique.

Feeling the spiritual energy coursing through his body, Lu Changfeng grew ever more fascinated by the technique’s mysterious power.

Yet now was not the time to explore its secrets.

“Continue!” he murmured, closing his eyes and plunging back into cultivation.

Seven days later, the rumbling in Lu Changfeng’s cave echoed once more.

A powerful surge of spiritual energy made the surrounding trees grow greener.

His aura exploded again, reaching the fourth layer of the Meridian Connecting Realm.

He opened his eyes, sensing the transformation within, and whispered, “Onward!”

The fourth layer was naturally not the end.

He felt that, guided by the spiritual aperture technique, he might push even further.

Two months passed in the blink of an eye.

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At the Lu family estate.

“Clan Leader! Clan Leader! Tremendous news!” A young Lu family member burst through the study door, his face alight with excitement, waving a letter in his hand.

The Lu family head, seated at his desk sipping tea, frowned slightly. “Don’t be so reckless! If it happens again, you’ll be punished by family law!”

The arriving guard stiffened at these words, standing awkwardly in place.

The clan leader sighed and asked, “What is it?”

The guard lowered his head but soon smiled again, unfolding the letter.

“Clan Leader! Young Master Tianyun has earned the favor of the Sect Leader of the Shengyuan Sect! He is now a closed-door disciple of the Sect Leader!”