Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest

Chapter 616: Chapter 616: Winter Sleep
 

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“Achoo!”

Wang Chen sneezed forcefully.

[Heavenly Merit -10]

Without any surprise, a message flashed across his vision instantly.

Wang Chen, who was soaking in the warm springs, thoughtfully touched his chin.

He had cultivated the Heavenly Dragon Vajra Method to the 7th tier, possessed a Vajra Immortality Undying Body, and had long since reached a state where he was not affected by cold or heat, immune to all illnesses, and fearless of all poisons.

Catching a cold due to exposure was out of the question.

However, in the past six months, Wang Chen had sneezed a total of five times.

Each sneeze deducted 10 points of Heavenly Merit.

This inexplicable sneezing and subsequent deduction of Heavenly Merit had occurred before, while Wang Chen was in the Mountain and Sea Realm.

Late, he had surmised that someone might have been using the Heavenly Secret Technique to divine information about him.

But it was blocked or isolated by his Immortal Cultivation panel.

Back then, it only deducted 1 point of Heavenly Merit, but this time it was 10 points each time.

Wang Chen speculated that previously, those who divined him might have been Purple Mansion cultivators.

And now, the diviner must be a Golden Core True Person!

Paying ten times the price was only reasonable—and quite logical.

That raised a new question: Why, after arriving in the Haotian Realm, was he being divined frequently by Golden Core True Persons?

Wang Chen thought of the white-robed cultivator he had slain.

The man’s attire and demeanor unmistakably revealed his identity as an offspring of a noble clan.

Now, Wang Chen suspected that this man might have been an elite direct descendant of an Immortal Clan!

Otherwise, such a situation wouldn’t arise.

You see, performing the Heavenly Secret Technique to divine about another cultivator required the depletion of one’s cultivation level, even lifespan.

The higher the tier of the target, the greater the loss!

Wang Chen had now been divined upon five times.

How great was that grievance?

He shook his head and submerged himself completely in the hot spring.

With the Immortal Cultivation panel protecting him, Wang Chen was not afraid of the Heavenly Secret divinations by high-tier cultivators, what was 10 points of Heavenly Merit lost, when he had gained 500 Heavenly Merit by slaying Qian Wancheng?

Enough to withstand fifty divinations by Golden Core cultivators.

As for Nascent Soul True Immortals, Wang Chen estimated that even at ten times the cost, it would only be 100 points of Heavenly Merit.

Who’s afraid of whom!

He wiped the warm drops of water from his face and exhaled a long breath.

This hot spring was an accidental discovery when Wang Chen expanded his underground dwelling space.

It was quite normal to dig into water veins and springs while excavating tunnels and chambers underground.

But unearthing a hot spring was quite rare.

At least, Wang Chen had never encountered it before despite all the tunnels he had dug.

It was indeed a generous gift from above.

Naturally, he did not let this fortune go to waste and spent considerable time to construct a luxurious bathroom with a hot spring pool.

Every day, after completing his routine cultivation practices, Wang Chen would come here to soak in a hot spring bath.

Apart from relaxing, the abundant hot spring could also provide a trace amount of qi energy.

Although it was very little, you couldn’t complain about the size of the pit in a date you picked up for free.

Having some was definitely better than none.

When Wang Chen sank into the spring, the True Form Chart of the Mystical Mirage Dragon clung to his chest emitted a faint light, flickering, as if it was breathing.

Wang Chen closed his eyes, sealed his nose, and mouth from the senses, and entered a fetal breathing state.

When he woke from his slumber, it was a new day.

Living underground without seeing daylight, if one did not have a timekeeping tool, it was hard to grasp the flow of time.

But for a cultivator, this was not a problem at all.

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Splash!

Wang Chen leapt from the hot spring, his body enshrouded in a misty steam, and landed at the door of the bath, paved with pebbles.

He stretched out his arms, shook his body slightly, which resembled that of iron and steel, and the droplets on his skin instantly evaporated.

After retrieving a loose, comfortable robe from his Sumeru Ring, Wang Chen flashed into the tunnel leading to the surface.

Moments later, he emerged in his dwelling on the ground.

Outside, heavy snow was falling and the world seemed vast and hazy, with the small courtyard buried under a thick layer of white snow.

When Wang Chen opened the door, a biting cold air assailed him.

But he felt invigorated and refreshed!

Under the eaves, he set up a small table, placed a red clay stove on it, filled it with golden-thread sandalwood that produced no smoke, started a fire with a flick of his fingers, and brewed a pot of fragrant spiritual tea.

Sitting in an armchair, Wang Chen sipped the tea while enjoying the snowy landscape.

He stole a tranquil half-day from the bustle of life!

After the New Year had passed, it became the coldest part of winter. Like most cultivators in Flying Catkins Valley, Wang Chen had entered a state of winter hibernation, waiting for the return of spring.

His days passed leisurely now, practicing cultivation techniques, soaking in the hot springs, resting in embryonic breathing, savoring tea, admiring the snow…

And enjoying a side stove for culinary pleasures.

Though a bit monotonous and a bit mundane, there were no worries, just freedom and ease.

Such was the life of an immortal.

Sometimes, Wang Chen reminisced about his time in the Mountain and Sea Realm and thought of his beloved.

And of memories even more distant.

But whether it was longing or reminiscence, neither could affect his unwavering resolve in the Dao.

Wang Chen was certain that the Haotian Realm was his ultimate destination.@@novelbin@@

Here he would solidify his Golden Core, refine his Nascent Soul, and cultivate his Divine Will…

No matter what difficulties and dangers lay ahead, Wang Chen would advance step by step on the path he had chosen!

In the days to follow, Wang Chen spent more time practicing the Innate Five Elements Skill.

The experience points for this primary cultivation technique increased little by little.

When the harsh winter passed and spring arrived quietly, Wang Chen smoothly broke through to the seventh tier of the Innate Five Elements Skill.

He officially stepped into the high tiers of the Purple Mansion!

The advancement from mid to high tier of the Purple Mansion was a minor breakthrough, but its significance was extraordinary.

It should be known that the high tier of the Purple Mansion is the foundation for the Golden Core, and only cultivators who reach this level can prepare for solidifying the Golden Core.

Given Wang Chen’s Root Bone talent, barring any accidents, there would be no suspense in solidifying the pill.

Which meant he could start preparing.

Moreover, the mana of a high-tier Purple Mansion was much more pure and condensed than that of the mid-tier, making the spells they cast more powerful and their combat endurance far stronger.

Most importantly, after stepping into the high tier of the Purple Mansion, Wang Chen could now practice the Lovesickness Sword Technique that Chang Chun had taught him!

When they parted, Chang Chun had passed on both the Four Seasons Sword and the Lovesickness Sword to him.

Wang Chen had first mastered the Thunderbolt Sword Technique, then grasped the Four Seasons Sword, and even comprehended the mysteries of Sword Light Differentiation.

The Lovesickness Sword Technique went even further. Once mastered, it would allow him to wield the sword with silk-like finesse and imbue it with a penetrating and potent Sword Intent!

Therefore, after the spring arrived, Wang Chen didn’t continue planting Green Jingmi.

Wang Chen no longer lacked spirit rice to eat.

Most importantly, as long as he didn’t farm, nobody could exploit or oppress him anymore.

Wang Chen planned to lie low here until he reached the peak of the Purple Mansion, then find a place to seclude himself and break through to the Golden Core Realm.

Flying Catkins Valley was just one station on his long journey.

Wang Chen couldn’t stay here for too long.

Of course, during this time, he also needed to gather a batch of resources essential for solidifying the Golden Core.

However, no matter how good the plan, it would easily be disrupted by unexpected events!

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The first update is here.

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