King of Creation
Chapter 132 - 130: The Secret of Ning Shen Liquid

Chapter 132: Chapter 130: The Secret of Ning Shen Liquid

Master of Lishui Sect’s Silent Chamber.

Chu Jun, who had sustained severe injuries, was also escorted back to Lishui Sect by the Sect Elders.

Once Chu Jun mentioned the possibility of the Yin Mountain Sect coming to take over their spiritual veins, Sect Leader Chu Taiping’s eyebrows immediately furrowed.

"Jun’er, don’t you think it was too much of a coincidence that the Silver Line Demon Eagle dropped the Cloud Winged Young Tiger on you while flying over your head? When have you ever seen a demon bird give away its prey?"

"Dad, are you suggesting I got played by a damn feathered beast?" Chu Jun’s face turned instantly dark.

He had no complaints about losing to the Cloud Winged Tiger King, but the thought of being tricked by a feathered beast was something he couldn’t accept.

"A Silver Line Demon Eagle wouldn’t, but what if that Silver Line Demon Eagle was a human in disguise? That’s a different story," Chu Taiping said, his eyes glittering with wisdom.

"A human in disguise? Dad, such an advanced Transfiguration Technique isn’t something just anyone can perform. If there were truly such an expert who could transform into a Silver Line Demon Eagle, would he need to disguise himself to deal with me?"

"What if his target was the Cloud Winged Young Tiger?"

"Impossible, perhaps, the Silver Line Demon Eagle was just scared by the frenzied Cloud Winged Tiger King..."

Hearing this, Chu Taiping let out a soft sigh. Chu Jun had become somewhat paranoid due to his consecutive defeats, and he was no longer listening to reason.

"Jun’er, go to the Lishui Secret Realm for a half-year retreat. I have already notified the Guardian Elder..."

"Dad, I won’t go. I plan to stay near Qiyun Sect and wait for Ye Zhen, this traitor. He killed so many of our fellow disciples, I can’t ease the hatred in my heart until he is dead," Chu Jun said.

Chu Taiping’s eyebrows shot up, and he became furious in an instant, "You! After using the Universe Blood Escape Talisman twice within one year, you have greatly damaged your bloodline essence. If you don’t retreat to recover now, do you want to be stuck in the Spirit Transformation Realm for the rest of your life?"

When Chu Taiping got angry, Chu Jun instantly wilted.

"Yes, father, I will go now!"

....

Ye Zhen and his two companions returned to Qiyun Sect nearly at the same time as Fan Chuyu.

Under Fan Chuyu’s murderous gaze, Ye Zhen checked into Fairy Peak once again with grandeur, becoming extremely close with Caiyi.

This scene turned Fan Chuyu’s face dark, and without returning to Spirit Sword Peak, he went directly to Dingguang Peak, where his master Hong Banjiang resided. At this moment, Fan Chuyu had completely given up.

On Fairy Peak, Liao Feibai took Meng Xiaoyue to heal her injuries, leaving Ye Zhen and Caiyi on Fairy Peak, playing with several little flower weasels.

"Roar!"

With Little White’s entrance and a soft roar, all five of the big and small flower weasels were startled into scurrying away. Although the Cloud Winged Young Tiger’s current strength was weak, the bloodline presence of a Middle-grade Earth Level Demon Beast was extremely terrifying.

Little White, the name Ye Zhen gave to the Cloud Winged Young Tiger. Now looking like a little white cat, it was incredibly cute when it wasn’t showing its ferocious side.

Little White’s appearance greatly delighted Caiyi, who loved small animals, and she started fondling the Cloud Winged Young Tiger with excitement.

This scene took Ye Zhen aback for a moment.

Although the Cloud Winged Young Tiger, with its harmless name Little White, had a fierce demon beast nature.

Apart from growing increasingly soul-connected to Ye Zhen and becoming very affectionate, it snarled at everyone else, showing bare teeth and an angry grimace.

Even when Liao Feibai used his cultivation to intimidate Little White, the terrifying cultivation scared the cub into shivering all over. Nonetheless, Little White continued to roar without submission.

Earlier on the way back to Qiyun Sect, Liao Feibai had tried to lure Little White with delicious beast meat. The Cloud Winged Young Tiger excitedly ate the meat but then acted as if it didn’t recognize anyone afterwards.

At this moment, Caiyi effortlessly picked up the Cloud Winged Young Tiger. The little creature wriggled non-stop in Caiyi’s embrace, seemingly very affectionate toward her.

The moon climbed high into the western sky, and the two walked shoulder to shoulder on Fairy Peak.

"Caiyi, I didn’t know today was your birthday. Otherwise, I would have definitely rushed back earlier to celebrate with you so that Fan Chuyu wouldn’t have dampened your spirits and troubled you."

Ye Zhen could see that, today at the Immortal Wilderness Inn, Caiyi was mostly unhappy. Actually, given Caiyi’s personality, she didn’t like crowded and lively places.

"It’s okay, I’m very happy with your company," Caiyi replied.

Caiyi adjusted the Seven-Colored Jade Heart Hairpin on her head. "I really like this hairpin," she said.

After a pause, Caiyi suddenly said, "Actually, today is not my birthday!"

"Not your birthday? Then when is your birthday?" Ye Zhen asked.

"I don’t know," Caiyi admitted.

Ye Zhen frowned, feeling that perhaps this question shouldn’t have been asked. Caiyi’s expression also became somewhat melancholic. Despite the sadness, she continued to explain to Ye Zhen.

"I was found by the old Sect Leader a year before his death when he was passing through the Yin Mountain Range. They say I was still in swaddling clothes, dressed in a colorful little garment.

That’s how I got the name Caiyi.

Later, both the old Sect Leader and the now Sect Leader Guo decided to use the day the old Sect Leader brought me back as my birthday."

"I’m sorry..." Ye Zhen murmured.

"It’s fine, I’ve gotten used to it. I’m not sad at all. It’s just that sometimes, when I hear others mention having parents, I start to wonder, what do my parents look like?" Caiyi said.

"By the way, what about your parents? What do they look like, and are they good to you?" Caiyi asked.

"My dad looks a bit like me. He used to spank me a lot when I was younger, but my mom is very kind. She always protected me. They are really good people. When there’s a chance, I’ll take you to meet them."

"Yes, you must take me to meet them." As soon as the words left her mouth, a flush of red crept up Caiyi’s cheeks.

Although Caiyi was like a fairy with little contact with the outside world, she was clear about some worldly customs.

"Ha, you’re blushing..."

...

Under the bright moonlight on Fairy Peak, the shadows of the two stretched longer and longer.

....

It should be said that there were no secrets between Ye Zhen, Liao Feibai, and Caiyi. Caiyi was well aware of Ye Zhen’s forging of the Half-vein Divine Power.

Then, Ye Zhen’s days of hardship arrived.

"No, you must first enhance your Divine Soul Power to the Divine Soul First Stage of Capturing Objects Realm on Fairy Peak before you can leave and gain experience to improve your cultivation," Caiyi insisted.

The next day, Ye Zhen spoke with Caiyi, expressing his desire to venture out to improve his cultivation, but Caiyi flatly refused.

"Divine Soul First Stage Capturing Objects Realm, how long will that take?" Ye Zhen asked.

"For others, it would be at least three years of hard cultivation, but your Spirit-Control Technique is exceptionally effective for cultivating Divine Soul Power, and with the aid of my Ning Shen Liquid, perhaps several months," Caiyi explained.

"All right then!" Ye Zhen agreed.

Ye Zhen could only agree.

As Caiyi put it, various internal injuries, even physical disabilities, could all be healed with Immortal Pills and Spiritual Medicine once the Cultivation level was high enough, but injuries to the Divine Soul were extremely difficult to heal.

Once a permanent injury occurred to the Divine Soul, it was very hard to recover from, and even a minor injury was extremely dangerous, leading to either death or idiocy.

Especially now that Ye Zhen possessed the Half-vein Divine Power, using Divine Skills consumed a great deal of Divine Soul Power, so Caiyi wanted to quickly enhance Ye Zhen’s Divine Soul Cultivation in a short time.

Inside the Silent Chamber of Fairy Peak.

Ye Zhen’s fingertips emitted Sword Gang that was thirty feet long. Above the Sword Gang, a hundred-pound, perfectly square boulder trembled shakily. Beads of sweat on Ye Zhen’s forehead rolled down like water.

"Alright, you’re nearly at your limit! I’ve mixed it for you, so drink it quickly, rest for two hours, then continue your Cultivation."

Caiyi, with her fair hands and wrists, offered Ye Zhen a bowl of Ning Shen Liquid.

Taking the Ning Shen Liquid and watching Ye Zhen’s tedious Cultivation, the idle Cloud Winged Young Tiger cub suddenly leaped onto Ye Zhen’s arm. With a pounce, he aimed for the dark green Ning Shen Liquid in Ye Zhen’s bowl.

"Thirsty? The water is over there, Little Tiger!" Ye Zhen dodged the young Cloud Winged Tiger’s lunge in a flash.

"Wu... Wu..."

The Cloud Winged Young Tiger made a coquettish whimper at Ye Zhen, its gaze locked onto the Ning Shen Liquid unwaveringly.

"You want to drink this? No way!"

It must be said, the Cloud Winged Young Tiger was very spirited. Failing to charm Ye Zhen, it leaped into Caiyi’s arms and threw a fit. It even kept trying to lick the Ning Shen Liquid with its tender pink tongue.

"Little guy, you win. Come on, I’ll mix another bowl for you!"

Some time later, Caiyi returned with the thoroughly satisfied Cloud Winged Young Tiger.

"You actually let it drink."

"The little fellow looked pitiful. Giving it a bowl is nothing!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhen was speechless.

Ye Zhen remembered that a few days ago, Sect Master Guo Qijing had come to Caiyi, pleaded earnestly, and managed to get away with three bowls of Ning Shen Liquid, leaving behind thirty Low Grade Spirit Crystals.

Now, this Ning Shen Liquid, worth ten Low Grade Spirit Crystals a bowl, was actually being drunk by a Cloud Winged Young Tiger.

But then again, at Caiyi’s place, Ye Zhen himself drank at least three bowls of Ning Shen Liquid a day.

Arguably, in the entire Sect, only Ye Zhen enjoyed this privilege, not even Liao Feibai.

In the following days, Ye Zhen continued his arduous training, Cultivating his Divine Soul with the Ning Shen Liquid during the day and enhancing his Cultivation with True Essence Pills at night.

However, his True Yuan’s advancement was excruciatingly slow, while his Divine Soul Cultivation improved by leaps and bounds.

Every day, Ye Zhen consistently applied the Blood Sacrifice Technique to the Cloud Winged Young Tiger. The spiritual connection between Ye Zhen and the tiger grew stronger and stronger. Almost instantly after Ye Zhen had a thought, the tiger knew what Ye Zhen wanted it to do.

Fetching a chair, picking fruit, or even doing a somersault—all were accomplished with exceptional Spirit Communication.

Strangely, the Cloud Winged Young Tiger seemed to develop an addiction. As soon as it saw Ye Zhen drink Ning Shen Liquid, it would act coquettishly towards Caiyi, demanding Ning Shen Liquid for itself.

From initially one bowl a day, the amount gradually increased to two bowls. If Caiyi didn’t comply, tears would well up in its gem-like tiger eyes, tugging at Caiyi’s heartstrings.

Sometimes, Ye Zhen felt this juvenile Cloud Winged Tiger was not a Demon Beast but rather a crafty human.

Time passed, day by day, but Ye Zhen found that Caiyi’s lovely face was becoming paler and paler without explanation.

"Caiyi, why does your complexion look so poor? It should be said that once one’s cultivation reaches the Spirit Transformation Realm, they shouldn’t fall ill." This situation made Ye Zhen very anxious.

"Hmph, with how clueless you are, even if Caiyi works herself to death, you probably still wouldn’t understand!"

Liao Feibai burst in furiously from outside.

"Do you think Caiyi’s Ning Shen Liquid is as common as cabbage, giving you three or four bowls a day, and even one or two bowls for your little creature? Do you really think Ning Shen Liquid is something Caiyi can produce by just adding some water?"

"Every bowl of Ning Shen Liquid is made from Caiyi using..."

"Elder Sister Liao, don’t say it, I volunteered, it’s not Ye Zhen’s fault! It was me who wanted to raise Ye Zhen’s Divine Soul Cultivation in a short period," Caiyi interjected, stopping Liao Feibai.

Hearing this, Ye Zhen felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Yes, he was too stupid.

He had never considered where the Ning Shen Liquid came from.

Thinking about it, the Sect Leader would visit only once a few months, and he only dared to ask for three bowls each time, leaving behind a large amount of Spirit Crystals. Even Liao Feibai, Caiyi’s good sister, could only obtain two or three bowls per month.

Such a precious thing, and Ye Zhen had been consuming three to four bowls a day. Even his Cloud Winged Young Tiger, Little White, was getting one to two bowls.

Ye Zhen pressed for answers, but Caiyi remained silent, merely saying it was nothing, that she’d recover after a few days’ rest and urged Ye Zhen to continue his cultivation.

Looking at Caiyi’s pale yet delicate features, Ye Zhen felt an indescribable pain in his heart.

He deliberately slowed down the pace of his Divine Soul cultivation, and he didn’t touch the Ning Shen Liquid Caiyi brought anymore.

For the first time, Ye Zhen lost his temper with the coquettish Cloud Winged Young Tiger, slapping it away with a single palm.

It was a strange occurrence, after Ye Zhen lost his temper, Little White, the Cloud Winged Young Tiger, seemed to understand something and no longer coaxed Ning Shen Liquid to drink with its playful tears.

To Ye Zhen’s relief, after resting for six or seven days, Caiyi’s complexion started to regain its rosy hues.

Under Caiyi’s extreme insistence, Ye Zhen began to resume consuming Ning Shen Liquid and continuing his cultivation.

However, Ye Zhen had a firm request—Caiyi was allowed to prepare no more than two bowls of Ning Shen Liquid each day.

Of these two bowls of Ning Shen Liquid, one and a half were for Ye Zhen, and the remaining half was for Little White, the Cloud Winged Young Tiger.

Ye Zhen couldn’t help but give in to the creature’s pitiful look, with its longing eyes brimming with tears.

Two months later, in the Fairy Peak Training Room.

After drinking the Ning Shen Liquid Caiyi had brought, and resting for a couple of hours, Ye Zhen was ready to cultivate again. His gaze swept over the Sky Crystal Sword that lay aside.

The moment his gaze passed over it, the Sky Crystal Sword unexpectedly trembled slightly.

Ye Zhen paused, looking over again, and the Sky Crystal Sword trembled even more violently.

A surge of ecstasy swept across Ye Zhen’s face.

The moment his Divine Sense fully focused on the Sky Crystal Sword, with a mere thought, the sword abruptly floated three feet into the air, hovering effortlessly.

Divine Soul First Stage of Capturing Objects Realm—achieved! (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for your favorite, your support means the greatest motivation for me. Mobile readers, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)