971 Can You Die First? (1/2)
Early in the morning, the Residence of Nine Supremes' higher authorities, who had taken a one-day break, dragged Dong Qitian to where the disciples cultivated. Even before they entered the area, they could already hear the crisp, committed shouts of the children.
The children inside were the Residence of Nine Supremes' first batch of disciples. They were also the earliest who had begun cultivating.
Just as Dong Qitian entered, his eyes nearly fell from their sockets as his gaze was frozen on the tableau before him.
'What – what am I seeing?'
Were these disciples still the trash he saw when they had first arrived? Why were their physique and meridians so clean and crisp? What was going on?
Although there was no change to the disciples' chakras, the chakras' walls became much thinner. It was not only one or two spots; many of the walls had turned thin. When the right time came, the innate chakras would tremendously improve.
The children looked energetic, like cubs that were spoiling for a brawl and a sense of fierceness that they exuded from their bones.
Boys or girls, all of them cultivated diligently. They practiced the most basic cultivation method, learning the most ordinary combat techniques, but their sparring sessions looked solid. There were two girls aged seven to eight years old who were fighting seriously with puffed cheeks; they were aggressive and committed, not giving each other a chance or the slightest reprieve.
Dong Qitian rubbed his eyes, intending to wake himself up from the dream. When he opened his eyes again, nothing had changed. This meant that this was real – it was reality. Nothing was fake!
On the border of the cultivation ground, many seventeen and eighteen years old teens, youths in their twenties, and a few middle-aged men were quietly carrying out secondary tasks like boiling water, applying ointment, massaging the children, soothing their muscles, and cooking…
These people were already eliminated, the talent to cultivate non-existent within them, but they were reluctant to leave the Residence of Nine Supremes, thus taking the initiative to serve the sect's future disciples. It was clear that everyone here cherished the days in the Residence of Nine Supremes. No one wanted to leave.
”Young Yun, how did you do it?” Dong Qitian only began to understand after asking.
With his extensive experience and knowledge, he instantly sensed something unusual in the spiritual atmosphere. There was an exceptionally thick concentration of heaven and earth spiritual Qi here. It paled in comparison to the spiritual Qi where Yun Yang and others cultivated, but it was gentler and more tender, a perfect environment for beginner cultivators.
Furthermore, the intensity of spiritual Qi was weaker only because the comparison was made next to the cultivation spot of Yun Yang and the others. If it were compared to something outside, it trumped all the schools and clans that did not have the Celestial Luck Banner!
Also, Dong Qitian could sense small whirlwinds of spiritual Qi spinning gently around the field. He subconsciously recalled the spiritual cultivation land his master had sought high and low for him, the Spiritual Zephyr Valley of Rebirth.
Cultivating in the Spiritual Zephyr Valley of Rebirth, one would be constantly immersed in the drifting spiritual breeze. Not only could the spiritual breeze wash the cultivator's meridians and rinse the cultivator's physique, but it could also train the cultivator's flesh and bones. However, the valley was only effective for children under fifteen years old.
The atmosphere that was currently in front of Dong Qitian, the endless surrounding spiritual whirlwinds, was more than ten times more intense than the Spiritual Zephyr Valley of Rebirth! These children were bathed in a rebirth of meridians constantly – all the time!
This was not all. These children were tirelessly battling and painstakingly grinding themselves. With the helpful assistance of the spiritual breeze, the effect garnered would only be many times more superior.