218: Don't call me Fairy Sister

After Feng Ming finished asking, Wu Qingyue was silent for a moment before saying, "The Way of Slaughter is not without a future; it is just too difficult to master. For Daos like the blade and sword, once reaching our level, it is difficult to continue to have a Breakthrough."

"If you want to have a Breakthrough, either your Sword Dao must Breakthrough, or you must switch to Cultivating the Way of Divine Sense; that is the fastest way. I told you before that the Bright Moon Dynasty assembly is not paying respects to us, but to another faction that specializes in the Way of Slaughter. They are powerful, and we are not as strong as them."

Feng Ming looked shocked, wanting to say that if there was such a powerful School specializing in the Way of Slaughter, wouldn't it be more compatible with him?

Just as he was about to speak, Wu Qingyue interrupted, "I know what you are thinking, but you had better not have that thought. They have committed a serious error. When the Immortal Mother awakens and the Immortal Spirits return in the future, they will have to suffer painful consequences."

"Immortal Mother awakens? Immortal Spirits return?"

Feng Ming was shocked upon hearing this. Wait, was this something he was supposed to know?

A Nascent Soul Realm Cultivation might be considered decent strength in Qingyang City, but he was now facing people from the Upper Realm.

To put it bluntly, in the eyes of these people, he was at most cannon fodder; he had no qualifications to know about matters of this level.

The more one knows about certain things, the less beneficial it is. Feng Ming knew this, so he interrupted Wu Qingyue.

Whether it was the Way of Slaughter, the struggles of the Upper Realm, or even that so-called Immortal Mother, none of it was his concern.

It had absolutely nothing to do with him. The most urgent task was for him to Cultivate properly, improve his strength, and pass the Liangzhou Trial first.

"I have noted that. Let us begin our Starry Sky Enlightenment!"

In Feng Ming's view, the most valuable thing now was Wu Qingyue's guidance on his Cultivation.

After all, he had already agreed to the payment; he had to do the work.

Upon hearing this, she did not continue speaking but began to guide Feng Ming.

With Wu Qingyue's suggestion, Feng Ming focused all his energy on the Way of Divine Sense.

According to her, right now, regardless of whether it was the Way of the Blade, other The Way of Commerce, or the Way of Cold Ice, improvements in those did not compare to the effectiveness brought by improving the Way of Divine Sense.

This was also the reason why the strength of Nascent Soul Realm experts was significantly higher than that of the Golden Core Realm.

Because the Nascent Soul Realm was the beginning where Cultivators could generally comprehend the power of Divine Sense!

Based on her observation of Feng Ming, she concluded that he should prioritize the Way of Divine Sense, as his time for Enlightenment was limited.

Subtracting what was wasted before, he had about an hour and a half, which was three hours, available now.

Currently, Feng Ming's Way of Divine Sense had just reached the entry Realm. If things went smoothly, with Wu Qingyue's guidance, he could reach the Realm of Mastery in about two hours.

The remaining time would then be used to comprehend other Daos.

Seeing that Wu Qingyue repeatedly emphasized that the Way of Divine Sense could bring various benefits and mysteries, and was the foundation for the Enlightenment of most Daos.

Holding a "let's try it" mindset, Feng Ming began to attempt it.

Of course, it was not that Feng Ming believed Wu Qingyue's words implicitly, but currently, his Way of Cold Ice, The Way of Commerce, Alchemy Dao, and Way of Divine Sense were all just at the entry Realm.

If he Cultivated them one by one, the difficulty would be great, and he would not be able to get the maximum improvement in a short time. He had to prioritize one Dao to Cultivate to the Realm of Mastery.

Since Wu Qingyue said that improving the Realm of the Way of Divine Sense could accelerate the Cultivation of other Daos, he naturally had to try.

Very soon, Feng Ming discovered that the Way of Divine Sense was truly different from other Daos.

After spending three hours specializing in this one Dao, it had only improved to the Realm of Mastery.

One must know that this was Starry Sky Enlightenment; if it were any other Dao, it would certainly have been one Realm higher than this.

It was evident that the Way of Divine Sense was not easy to Cultivate.

With the remaining time, Feng Ming began to Cultivate other Daos.

At this moment, he discovered that the Cultivation speed of the other Daos was much faster than before.

In less than twenty minutes, they had all improved and broken through to the Realm of Mastery.

As of now, the Daos Feng Ming had grasped had basically all improved. Sword Dao was still at the highest Realm, the Selflessness Realm.

The Way of Thunder ranked second, reaching the Realm of Control.

The Way of Commerce, Way of Cold Ice, Alchemy Dao, and Way of Divine Sense had all entered the Realm of Mastery.

Currently, only the Way of the Blade was at the very bottom.

Without hesitation, Feng Ming began to Cultivate the Way of the Blade. There was still a little time left, and he had a certain amount of accumulation in the Way of the Blade. Moreover, he had the Sword Dao as a foundation, so it would not be difficult to improve.

He immediately began to Cultivate.

As for why he chose this way, the answer was very simple.

The Realm of the Way of the Blade was too low; it felt like having a lopsided curriculum, and Feng Ming subconsciously wanted to improve it.

There was one more point: if the Way of the Blade improved, the feedback from the chaos tree could also be maximized.

After all, the feedback from the chaos tree was based on the number and Realm of the Daos.

The most important point was that Feng Ming did not think he could use ten minutes to elevate the Way of Thunder to the Selfless Realm.

The fact was just as he had thought. Seven or eight minutes passed, and Feng Ming's Way of the Blade reached a state of balance with the other Daos.

Subsequently, the feedback from the chaos tree arrived, and Feng Ming's overall physical strength reached an unprecedented height.

Although he was currently only in the Nascent Soul Realm, his physical strength was not inferior to the Mahayana Stage.

Not to mention anything else, for this Liangzhou Trial, Feng Ming felt that he could completely walk sideways.

Wu Qingyue's voice sounded, interrupting Feng Ming's train of thought, "Alright, the Daos within you have all been improved, and there is not much time left. Is there anything else you want to say? Hurry up."

Feng Ming thought for a moment and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Fairy."

"I am presumptuous to make an agreement with you, Fairy Sister. In order to prevent me from not finding you when I come up, I would like you to come to the Starry Sky once every day; this will increase our chances of meeting."

Wu Qingyue agreed without hesitation, "That is not a difficult matter; I will just come once every evening. As for you, just call me by my name. I am only eighteen or nineteen years old; do not call me Fairy Sister anymore."

Feng Ming did not refuse, "Then Qingyue, see you next time."

"Alright, see you next time."

After speaking, Feng Ming felt his Soul being rapidly stripped away by the Starry Sky.

Clearly, the time for Enlightenment had arrived.

A moment later, Feng Ming's Soul returned to his body. Everything felt as if he had had a dream.

When he looked up at the Starry Sky again, it was still bright, but his feeling when looking at the Starry Sky this time was completely different.

So there really were Immortals above the sky. So this was what Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly felt like.

At this moment, he could not distinguish whether the dream of his previous life had come true, or if this world had realized the dream of his previous life.

Feng Ming stood up and looked at the courtyard. Apart from him, there was only the smell of mutton hot pot that had not yet dissipated.

Stretching, Feng Ming smiled and said, "It seems I must prepare some for Wu Qingyue."

However, that was a matter for later; at least there was no need to rush now.

It was late, so Feng Ming turned and returned to the courtyard.