“Junior Brother, since this peach fruit is gradually gaining sentience, why don't we give it a name?” Luo Wentian suggested.
Ning Qi fell into contemplation, then thought for a moment and said, “Since our gathering is called the True Martial Peach Meet, let's just call it the True Martial Spirit Peach.”
He was really not good at coming up with names.
Everyone laughed, seeing Ning Qi's laziness, but the name was not bad. Besides, it was Ning Qi who planted and cultivated the peach tree, so he could call it whatever he wanted.
However, their gazes towards Ning Qi were filled with even more astonishment.
By this day.
As Ning Qi revealed more and more of his miraculous abilities, they already knew that their Junior Brother was far more formidable than they had imagined.
“Even if Junior Brother suddenly displayed strength surpassing ours one day, it would probably be within reason.”
As this thought arose, several True Disciples shook their heads and smiled wryly, feeling that this day might still be a bit far off.
Ning Qi was still less than eight years old.
If it were other peers of his age, they would only just be stepping into the martial Dao.
Everyone drank to their heart's content, savoring the peach fruit, and their moods became even more relaxed. The pressure accumulated in recent days dissipated, transforming into even stronger motivation. During this time, they also discussed the upcoming Heavenly Human Grand Ceremony, encouraging each other not to lose Face for the Sect. However, everyone tacitly avoided asking Ning Qi about the Ninggang Pill, not wanting to put too much pressure on him.
This made Ning Qi feel a little helpless.
He had originally intended to wait for his Senior Brothers to ask him about it, then nonchalantly take it out.
Unfortunately, it didn't happen as he wished.
As dusk fell.
The moon rose high.
Everyone was ready to leave.
Ning Qi smiled and stopped them: “Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters, please wait. I have prepared a small gift for you.”
A standard True Martial Sect wooden box was handed to each of them. Curiosity immediately appeared in their eyes. Ye Qinghe laughed, “Junior Brother, could it be that you saw Senior Sister likes to eat spirit peaches and prepared another portion for us?”
Ning Qi smiled without speaking.
Everyone grew even more curious.
The others were still concerned about Face, but Ye Qinghe directly opened the lid of the wooden box.
In an instant, everyone was stunned.
Inside the wooden box.
What met their eyes was not a spirit peach, but a crystal-clear black Medicinal Pill. They were very familiar with that unique fragrance; what else could it be but a Ninggang Pill?
This time, everyone no longer cared about being reserved and hurriedly opened their own wooden boxes. Ninggang Pills immediately came into view.
“Junior Brother, you… you succeeded?” Luo Wentian's voice trembled with excitement.
Excited gazes all turned to Ning Qi, who smiled and nodded: “I didn't fail my mission. It just used up the previous Ninggang Pill, and the treasury's medicinal materials are also depleted.”
Upon receiving Ning Qi's affirmative answer, everyone burst into laughter.
“Junior Brother, you are truly a Genius!”
They suppressed the urge to cheer, but their hearts were already pounding uncontrollably.
To be honest.
Although Ning Qi had said that day that he had some confidence in reverse-engineering the Ninggang Pill Pill Formula, everyone had not held too much hope in their hearts. After all, if it were so easy to reverse-engineer a Pill Formula from a single Medicinal Pill, then Ninggang Pills in the world would not be so precious.
They supported Ning Qi simply because Ning Qi was their Junior Brother.
But they never expected.
In such a short time, Ning Qi had actually succeeded, and not only had he reverse-engineered the Ninggang Pill Pill Formula, but he had also successfully refined so many Ninggang Pills. The reason everyone had yielded that one Ninggang Pill before was not because they didn't want it, but simply because there weren't enough Ninggang Pills.
Now it was good; one for each, plenty to go around.
“This way, Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother both have hope of Breaking Through to the White Mist Realm before the Heavenly Human Grand Ceremony arrives!”
This was the first thing that came to everyone's mind, and smiles appeared on their Faces.
By then.
With Jiang Baishan, there would be three White Mist Realm Cultivators within the Sect, which would be enough to hold their own and not appear too weak.
“Eh, there's something else underneath?”
At this moment, the voice of the sixth Disciple, Sun Chuanhai, attracted everyone's attention.
He opened the second layer of the wooden box.
A white paper and several bottles of Medicinal Pills immediately fell into everyone's sight.
Confusion appeared in their eyes. They recognized the Ninggang Pills from before, but they were somewhat unfamiliar with these items now.
All gazes simultaneously turned to Ning Qi.
Ning Qi felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart. The Sect had always spared no effort in creating conditions for his growth, and now it was rare to be able to give back to the Sect, which gave him a unique sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.
He didn't keep them in suspense and said with a smile, “This was an accidental gain during the process of reverse-engineering the Ninggang Pill. The jade bottles contain sleep dream pills, which, after consumption, allow one to enter a special cultivation state. The white paper records the Sleep Dream Art to be used in conjunction with the sleep dream pill, allowing one to cultivate while in a dream and condense Inner Strength faster.”
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“This item is useless to Fifth Brother, and has little effect on Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother, but for Third Senior Sister and the rest of you, it should accelerate your cultivation.”
As his words fell, there was silence.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
The Ninggang Pill was already extremely astonishing, but what did they hear now? A secret art and Packages Medicinal Pills that accelerate the condensation of Inner Strength!
They were no longer ascetic Cultivators hiding in the deep mountains and not interacting with the outside world.
Naturally, they knew what this meant.
A moment later, the statues gradually ‘came alive.’ Luo Wentian and the others exchanged bitter smiles, which ultimately turned into deep astonishment: “Junior Brother… you truly don't make a move unless you do, but when you do, you scare people to death…”
At this moment.
Ning Qi's figure seemed to be enveloped in some kind of radiance in their eyes.
Ning Qi smiled and yawned.
“Junior Brother is sleepy. Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters should also go back and rest early.”
With that, he turned and went back to his room.
Looking at the relaxed and natural Ning Qi, everyone exchanged smiles. The radiance around Ning Qi unknowingly faded, and what remained clearly visible was still Ning Qi's appearance.
“No matter how much of a Prodigy Junior Brother is, he will always be our Junior Brother.”
...
After the brief True Martial Peach Meet, the True Disciples plunged into even more arduous cultivation.
With Ning Qi's Sleep Dream Art and Ninggang Pill, everyone became even more diligent.
Especially Ye Qinghe and the other Disciples who were still in the Inner Yuan Realm, they experienced the miraculous aspects of the Sleep Dream Art. They could still condense Inner Strength while dreaming, which more than doubled their efficiency.
As for Luo Wentian and Xiong Shi, these two Inner Yuan Realm Ninth Layer Great Masters, they fully adjusted their state, preparing to use the Ninggang Pill to Break Through into the White Mist Realm in one go.
As for Ning Qi.
His cultivation had also reached a critical juncture.
The Inner Strength within his Physical Body had re-established contact, and he was about to enter his eighth suspended animation.
Upon the success of this, Ning Qi would reach the Inner Yuan Realm Ninth Layer, which is the Perfection of the Inner Yuan Realm!
After that would be the ninth suspended animation.
At that time, it would be the time to advance to the White Mist Realm.
However, at present, Ning Qi was still somewhat looking forward to what would be different when he reached the Perfection of the Inner Yuan Realm.
“Tiansheng, protect me.”
After giving his instructions, Ning Qi, with a hint of anticipation, fell into his eighth suspended animation.
