I am really not a medical immortal.

Chapter 1694 - 1693: So Close Yet So Far (Second Update)

"That’s right! The Time Law and the Space Law have advanced once more, and although the Principle Silk hasn’t yet formed, if I persist and consume more of the True Spirit essence blood, it won’t take long to condense the Principle Silk! However, my cultivation remains the same as before without a breakthrough! To break through along with my cultivation, now that would be perfect!" Zhang Xiaohao shook his head and sighed.

With a thought, the two milky white auras around him retreated into his body like lightning, as if a snake were swallowing a whale.

His gaze fell on Zha Muzhen, who by this time had refined only one-tenth of the nine different types of True Spirit essence blood. Judging by this progress, it would take him at least three months or even half a year to completely refine it.

"Very well! I’ll lend you a helping hand!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a flash in his eyes.

Swish!

His body flickered and he appeared beside Zha Muzhen.

"Focus your mind and refine these nine types of True Spirit essence blood together!" Zhang Xiaohao reminded him.

After speaking, his right hand struck like lightning, and an endless surge of Shennong Reincarnation Scripture Spiritual Power erupted from his palm, rushing into Zha Muzhen’s body.

At first, Zha Muzhen thought someone was attempting to ambush him, but after hearing Zhang Xiaohao’s voice, his tension eased immediately! Following Zhang Xiaohao’s instructions, he no longer defended but instead focused all his efforts on operating the Cultivation Technique and the Space Law Power, fully absorbing the nine different types of essence blood within his body.

The nine difficult-to-refine True Spirit essence bloods, once infused with Zhang Xiaohao’s Shennong Reincarnation Scripture Spiritual Power in Zha Muzhen’s body, melted rapidly like icebergs encountering a fiery sea. They turned into the purest nourishment, refined and absorbed by Zha Muzhen’s spatial talent.

In the blink of an eye, a week passed.

"Merge!!!" Zha Muzhen formed seals with both hands, lowly roaring. At that moment, the nine types of True Spirit essence blood surrounding his body were all refined and absorbed, transforming into the most pure nourishment for spatial talent.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaohao was satisfied, retracting his palm. In a flash, he stood aside, flipped a hand, and took out a panda cigarette to smoke leisurely.

A quarter-hour later.

The turbulent aura around Zha Muzhen finally subsided, and his energy gathered completely inward. Under his deliberate suppression, his realm remained at the Peak of Divinity Transformation without any change.

If there was any difference, it was in his temperament! He became more stable and composed, like a deep cold pool, calm on the surface while containing turbulent waves underneath.

"Thank you for your aid, Lord! If not for your intervention at a crucial moment, it would have taken me at least half a year, if not longer, to refine these True Spirit essence bloods, let alone fully merge and absorb them," Zha Muzhen respectfully said.

"No need for polite words, you are one of mine, and I won’t be stingy with my own! Well then, let’s head out now; I fear Brother Hei Wuchang might be getting a bit impatient by now," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

"Heh heh!" Zha Muzhen also gave a knowing smile.

Then, Zhang Xiaohao flicked his finger, and two drops of essence blood landed before him.

"Keep these two drops of essence blood, you might need them later. Alright, let’s get going now!" Zhang Xiaohao called out.

With a step, he merged directly into the space, disappearing as if he had shrunk the ground into inches. When he reappeared, he was already hundreds of feet away, vanishing completely in just a few blinks.

"Ah! Lord progresses so quickly? I originally thought I had progressed fast enough, but Lord progresses even faster! Although I can perform this technique, I can’t do it as effortlessly as Lord!" Zha Muzhen said earnestly.

Not wasting any more time, he stepped forward, also merging into space, and when he reappeared, he was already sixty some feet away, disappearing just as quickly.

Outside the valley.

The once sprawling scene of a sea of flowers had vanished, replaced by an eroded expanse. Even the earth had been stripped several layers deep, leaving the ground plundered.

Zhang Xiaohao stood with his hands behind his back, observing all this around him, unable to help but marvel at Brother Hei Wuchang’s high-handed methods! In such a short span of time, he had emptied the vast flower sea, not even sparing the soil.

Sweeping with Divine Thought, Zhang Xiaohao surveyed forward. Beneath his Divine Thought’s gaze, the area within several hundred kilometers was empty, even the surrounding peach groves were more than half fewer. A black figure was rapidly flickering in the peach grove, and with each flicker, a large portion of the grove disappeared. At this rate, it wouldn’t take long for the entire peach grove to be harvested by him.

"Lord, this Hei Wuchang is just too fierce!" Zha Muzhen exclaimed.

"Indeed! I never expected Brother Hei to work so efficiently! To gather the boundless flower sea in such a short time! Even the peach forest has been claimed by more than half; it seems he hasn’t been idle all this while!" Zhang Xiaohao jested with a smile.

Their bodies flickered as they headed forward, both Zhang Xiaohao and Zha Muzhen moving in sync.

Half a day later.

Through their use of spatial talents, Zhang Xiaohao and Zha Muzhen arrived before Hei Wuchang.

"Brother Qu, Zha Muzhen, you’re finally here; I almost worked myself to death!" Seeing Zhang Xiaohao and Zha Muzhen arrive, Hei Wuchang rolled his eyes, pausing his actions.

"Come, have a smoke first; after the smoke, the three of us will work to gather as much of the peach grove as possible! By the way, how far along are the forces from the Heavenly Court now?" Zhang Xiaohao casually tossed over a panda cigarette.

"The Heavenly Court’s forces are about three months away from reaching that Ancient Altar! According to the messages from the Underworld, many experts have already deduced their final route, setting ambushes around that Ancient Altar! It seems there are also forces outside this secret realm waiting!" Hei Wuchang said with a serious expression.

"Just as I deduced! It appears the Heavenly Court’s forces are indeed targeting that Ancient Altar! In that case, let’s harvest this peach grove and then wait! Once they engage in a full-scale battle and all the experts have made their moves, it’ll be our time to act! This time, we aim to catch them all in one net! We’ll shift the blame onto the Dongji Phoenix Clan!" Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes glinted sharply.

Hei Wuchang and Zha Muzhen both nodded, and the three of them silently smoked their panda cigarettes.

Once their cigarettes were finished, the three resumed their activity, each taking out a storage bag to begin gathering what remained of the peach grove.