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Chapter 572: 311 “3300 Years of Cultivation” and “Five Viscera Spirit Fire” (Please Subscribe)_2

Chapter 572: Chapter 311 “3300 Years of Cultivation” and “Five Viscera Spirit Fire” (Please Subscribe)_2

As for the rest, Milton Cheney did not consider them.

Milton Cheney also wanted to know where the limit of the Power of Merit he had obtained was.

As for having a shallow foundation at this time, then he would just continue to deepen his foundation.

Milton Cheney had no rash plan to make a breakthrough, although breaking through a Small Realm would not pose a life-threatening risk, failure to break through would still have a significant impact on Milton Cheney.

Of course, if Milton Cheney wanted, it was impossible for him to fail the breakthrough.

After all, he could use the Power of Merit at the brink of failing a breakthrough, which means that Milton Cheney had a fail-safe method.

Of course, if he did that, it would not align with Milton Cheney’s plan.

Time was not particularly precious for Milton Cheney at the moment, after all, he still had a long lifespan.

At least for Milton Cheney, the Power of Merit was more precious than time.

Therefore, spending some time to accumulate his foundation was absolutely more cost-effective than using the Power of Merit directly.

Moreover, Milton Cheney had this confidence.

When he previously broke through from the early stage to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, his confidence was ninety-nine percent.

Then he was also confident that he could accumulate his foundation to this degree when making a breakthrough to the late stage of the Nascent Soul later on.

It would just require some more time at most.

Now that Milton Cheney had the Power of Merit, his cultivation speed was already extremely fast, so naturally, he did not need to worry about these matters.

Thinking of this, Milton Cheney suppressed the thoughts that had risen in his mind and continued to cultivate the Immortal Techniques.

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Time did not stop passing, and in the blink of an eye, two hundred years passed.

Above the Spiritual Veins, within the Cave Mansion.

Milton Cheney’s eyes suddenly sprang open.

Flames of fiery lotuses appeared out of nowhere within the Cave Mansion.

These fiery lotuses were transformed from Milton Cheney’s Spiritual Power, one of the manifestations of the actualization of Spiritual Power.

At this moment, Milton Cheney had compressed his Spiritual Power to the limit attainable at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

For this, he had spent just slightly over two hundred years.

For cultivators, or rather, for Nascent Soul cultivators, two hundred years wasn’t considered a long time.

Many Golden Core cultivators would spend more time than that in seclusion, not to mention the more powerful Nascent Soul cultivators.

However, this was in reference to other cultivators and did not apply to Milton Cheney himself.

After all, Milton Cheney had the augmentation of the Power of Merit.

His cultivation speed was twelve times that of other Nascent Soul cultivators.

Two hundred years of time, for Milton Cheney, was equivalent to twenty-four hundred years.

Of course, Milton Cheney’s consumption was also substantial, having used up three strands of the Power of Merit.

But compared to directly using the Power of Merit to break the bottleneck of the late stage of the Nascent Soul, Milton Cheney’s current choice was undoubtedly more cost-effective.

In the time that a normal cultivator would take twenty-four hundred years, Milton Cheney truly cultivated from the early stage to the limit of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

One can imagine how much time it would take other cultivators to reach this step.

Milton Cheney could almost assert one thing: that in the Cultivation Realm, most cultivators would not have as profound a foundation as him.

“It’s about time to break through to the late stage of the Nascent Soul.”

At this moment, a thought flashed through Milton Cheney’s mind.

His Spiritual Power was now extremely smooth, and his momentum burst forth in an instant.

The tremendous Spiritual Power spread rapidly from the center of Milton Cheney’s body to the surrounding areas.

Milton Cheney’s foundation was incredibly profound.

If one were to calculate the probability, then the chances of Milton Cheney breaking through to the late stage of the Nascent Soul were at least ninety-nine percent.

That is to say if he were to attempt the breakthrough a hundred times, there might not be even one failure.

This was Milton Cheney’s confidence.

Of course, a hundred percent certainty was impossible.

After all, Milton Cheney relied on his own power to break through without even using a spiritual object.

The massive outburst of Spiritual Power came with loud disturbances.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Successive loud noises erupted within the Mystic Realm, startling the two other Nascent Soul True Monarchs who were cultivating within the Mystic Realm.

The ground seemed to be churning.

The Spiritual Veins seemed as though they were about to be overturned by this formidable power.

Almost instantly, the two True Monarchs gathered together.

They exchanged glances and could see the shock in each other’s eyes.

They had never eaten pork, but they had seen pigs run.

At this moment, both of them already understood what was happening within the Mystic Realm; it was nothing other than that favored son of heaven about to make another breakthrough.

How many years had it been?

This could no longer be described as a favored son of heaven but rather a monstrous genius, one with the destiny to attain enlightenment.

At least they had lived for so many years and had never seen a cultivator advance in cultivation as rapidly.

Not to mention having seen it, they hadn’t even heard of such a thing.

After all, it was too exaggerated, for it seemed that it had only been a few hundred years since Milton Cheney had become a mid-Nascent Soul.

Wasn’t cultivation supposed to get more difficult the further one progressed? How come this rule didn’t seem to apply to Milton Cheney?

Could it be that this fellow daoist might really become a Deity Transformation Cultivator?

At this moment, neither of the True Monarchs took the initiative to speak; sparks of light flickered in their eyes, and no one knew what they were thinking.

“Such talent is terrifying!”

“Indeed…”

They murmured softly, and in the next moment, they exchanged glances and vanished on the spot.

The Purple Melody Mystic Realm was not particularly vast, so the two True Monarchs quickly arrived at the place where Milton Cheney was cultivating.

They didn’t disrupt Milton Cheney’s breakthrough upon arrival. Instead, they sat down cross-legged a few miles before and behind him, acting as protectors of his cultivation path.

Although there weren’t any known dangers within this Mystic Realm, one could never be too cautious.

They were happy for Milton Cheney’s breakthrough.

Even if Milton Cheney possessed an exceptionally monstrous talent, he was still a fellow sect member after all.

Besides, observing the breakthrough of a stronger individual could be of no small benefit to them.

Milton Cheney was naturally aware of the sudden presence of the two, but he did not pay them any attention.

Even if they had no intention of making a move, even if they were to betray their Heavenly Path vows and forcefully attack, Milton Cheney would not fear them.

Having traveled the Northern Thirteen Domains, Milton Cheney now had several more trump cards up his sleeve.

Not to mention that he had the Power of Merit as his greatest trump card, which naturally left him fearing nothing.

Of course, it was almost impossible for the other two supreme Elders of the Purple Melody True Sect to make a move against him.

Because there was no reason to.

And there was also the Heavenly Path vow.

This was why Milton Cheney could confidently choose to have his Nascent Soul breakthrough within the Purple Melody Mystic Realm.

He could have chosen to break through elsewhere, but there was no need.

Sometimes, hiding one’s strength isn’t that important.

Especially now that Milton Cheney already had the strength to “flip the table,” he was even less afraid.

Not to mention within the Four Nations Region; even within the Northern Thirteen Domains, Milton Cheney could now easily rank among the top twenty individuals.

Time slowly passed, and now Milton Cheney’s body was completely enveloped in a mass of Spiritual Power fire.

The temperature of this flame was terrifyingly high and seemed to distort space.

Of course, this was merely an illusion.

Realistically, the strength of a Nascent Soul was nowhere near sufficient to warp space.

At this moment, Milton Cheney had reached the final step of the transformation of his body and Nascent Soul.

He was very confident in this step.

But just at that instant, Milton Cheney suddenly felt a sense of heart palpitation.

This feeling lasted only for a moment, perhaps not even a full moment, but Milton Cheney still captured this sensation.

“What is this?”

Milton Cheney’s thoughts stirred within the cocoon of Spiritual Fire, his brow furrowing slightly.

One’s own senses would not deceive.

That fleeting perception just now had given Milton Cheney a premonition.

Was he observed by the Heavenly Path for an instant?

Could it be that the Heavenly Path of this world did not allow for the existence of someone as awesome as himself?

Milton Cheney joked to himself internally.

However, the attention of the Heavenly Path was real, likely drawn by the Power of Merit on him.

Of course, it didn’t have too much of an impact on him.

The next moment, Milton Cheney decided not to take any risks.

A pale yellow flame appeared out of thin air and was then swallowed by Milton Cheney.

[Five Viscera Spiritual Fire]!

This was what Milton Cheney had prepared for himself for the perfect Nascent Soul breakthrough, a Heaven and Earth spiritual object.

It was obtained from among the thousands of Immortal Origins left behind by Old Lees.

Immensely precious.

Every Heaven and Earth Spiritual Fire in the Cultivation Realm was unique.

The [Five Viscera Spiritual Fire] was one of them.

Milton Cheney had not intended to merge with this fire now, but that momentary observation by the Heavenly Path had made him change his mind.

He would not allow for any accidents!

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