327: Chapter 327 Ten Days

Days passed by one by one, and Ling Ye gradually adapted to the rhythm of life in the Outer Sect of the Qingyun Sect.

Every day at the hour of Mao, the bell would ring, and he would get up on time, wash up simply, and head to the Martial Arts Arena for the morning class.

From the hour of Chen to the hour of Wu, it was time for lectures or self-study.

He went to listen to the white-haired old man's lectures almost every day—he later learned that the old man's surname was Sun, a senior lecturer of the Outer Sect; it was said that in his youth, he had reached the Late Stage of Foundation Establishment, and had only retired to the Outer Sect to teach due to his advanced age.

Lecturer Sun's lessons were explained in simple terms; even for an Entry-Level Cultivation Technique like the "Qingyun Foundation Manual," he could explain many subtle points, which benefited Ling Ye greatly.

The afternoon was for Cultivating.

Stance training, footwork, basic fist techniques, and simple movement training—the content seemed boring, but Ling Ye never slacked off.

He knew his starting point in this world was very low.

When others practiced once, he would practice three times; when others were resting, he was still silently adjusting his breathing and circulating his Spiritual Qi.

In the evening, some other Disciples gathered to chat, while others went to sleep early; Ling Ye, however, sat alone on his bed, closing his eyes to look inward and consolidate the results of his daytime Cultivating.

He slowly circulated that faint wisp of Spiritual Qi in his Dantian along his Meridians, over and over again, until it became more condensed and fluid than the day before.

Wang Dazhuang said he was pushing himself too hard and advised him to relax occasionally.

Li Musheng still didn't talk much, but one time when Ling Ye was still meditating late at night, he got up to drink water in the middle of the night and saw that Ling Ye hadn't slept yet; he was silent for a moment and said: "The circulation of Spiritual Qi values naturalness; forcing it will instead easily damage the Meridians."

Then he lay back down and continued to sleep.

Ling Ye was stunned for a moment, then silently slowed down the force of the circulation.

Ten days later, Ling Ye was already able to skillfully complete the Qi Induction and let the Spiritual Qi complete a full cycle within his body.

In his Dantian, that wisp of Spiritual Qi, which was initially as thin as a hair, had grown to about the thickness of a cotton thread.

Although he was still a long, long way from "Foundation Establishment," for a newcomer who had only entered for ten days, this progress was already quite good.

He was also gradually understanding this world.

Through the lectures, through chatting with other Disciples, and through some miscellaneous notes he had read in the Scripture Pavilion, his understanding of this world was gradually being enriched.

This world was called the "Cangxuan Realm," with a vast territory and countless Sects of all sizes.

The Qingyun Sect was just a small-to-medium Sect tucked away in a corner, ruling over several hundred miles, and it was not worth mentioning in front of true behemoths.

It was said that in the Eastern Region, there were large Sects with Nascent Soul Cultivators sitting in charge, and in the Central Continent, there were even legendary Soul Transformation Cultivators.

And those legendary existences were still too far away for the current Ling Ye.

He also learned that the path of Cultivating was roughly divided into four major Realms: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, and Nascent Soul.

Each major Realm was further divided into four minor Realms: Early Stage, Middle Stage, Late Stage, and Perfection.

The Qi Refining period was the starting point of Cultivating, and its main task was to guide Spiritual Qi into the body, temper oneself, and lay the foundation for Foundation Establishment.

The vast majority of Cultivators remained in the Qi Refining period for their whole lives, and those who could achieve Foundation Establishment were one in a hundred.

As for the Golden Core—that was a height that many people dared not even imagine.

Ling Ye's current Cultivation level was roughly at the threshold of the "Early Stage of Qi Refining."

He had just managed to stabilize the Qi Induction, and there was still a long way to go before he could truly reach the Early Stage of Qi Refining.

That evening, after he finished Cultivating and returned to his residence, he found Wang Dazhuang lying on the table, staring blankly at a crumpled piece of paper.

Seeing Ling Ye come in, he raised his head, his eyes brightening: "Ling Ye, you're back! Quick, help me see, what exactly is the 'Sanye Qing' written on this Pill Formula? I asked several people, and they all said they didn't know."

Ling Ye took the paper and glanced at it.

A few lines of neat regular script were written on it, which was a very basic body-tempering medicated bath recipe.

He had happened to see an introduction to herbs while reading miscellaneous notes in the Scripture Pavilion a few days ago, and "Sanye Qing" was among those herbs.

"Sanye Qing is a low-grade Spiritual Plant; its leaves are triangular, with fine serrations on the edges, and white fuzz on the back."

Ling Ye returned the paper to Wang Dazhuang, "It grows in shady and damp gullies, and the medicinal effect is best when picked in the spring and summer. You should be able to find it on the back mountain."

Wang Dazhuang widened his eyes: "How did you know that?"

"I saw it in the Scripture Pavilion a few days ago," Ling Ye replied calmly.

Wang Dazhuang was impressed to the point of prostration, thanked him repeatedly, then treasured the Pill Formula as if it were a precious item, and ran out excitedly to find the herbs.

Ling Ye sat down by the bed and was about to close his eyes to Cultivate when he heard a commotion outside the window—someone was shouting: "Someone is invading the mountain! Be on alert!"

He immediately stood up, pushed the door open, and went out.