The Lay Flat Life: My Wife's Cultivation Makes Me Stronger - Chapter 80

Gao Hai chuckled and said,
“That’s correct. Master rarely accepts Qi Refining disciples because she believes they’re not yet worth her personal guidance. She thinks it’s sufficient to train them carefully once they reach Foundation Establishment.

Moreover, as a Peak Master, she’s extremely selective when choosing disciples. Her standards are incredibly high—only Heavenly Spirit Roots or Earthly Spirit Roots are acceptable. She won’t even consider disciples with mere top-grade spirit roots.

The fact that the three of you were accepted as disciples during the Qi Refining stage is entirely because all three of you possess Heavenly Spirit Roots, which are worth cultivating early.”

“So that’s how it is. Looking at how pathetic Ye Longyuan is, I almost forgot he’s a Heavenly Spirit Root,” Han Feng said with a smirk.

Jiang Surou couldn’t help but laugh, giving Han Feng a sidelong glance before saying,
“Alright, we all know you’re amazing. But don’t underestimate others too much, or you might end up falling into their trap. That guy is still thinking about your Dao partner, so you’d better focus on cultivating and improving yourself to protect her.”

“Of course. I’ll definitely protect my wife. Once I reach Foundation Establishment, let’s see who dares to mess with us,” Han Feng said, laughing as he held Jiang Surou’s hand.

Seeing their affectionate interaction, Gao Hai smiled and said,
“When you break through to Foundation Establishment, you’ll become one of Master’s personal disciples. Your status will be much higher than mine. Master’s personal disciples are all rare Heavenly Spirit Roots.

For someone like me with an Earthly Spirit Root, my status is limited to that of an ordinary inner disciple.”

“Haha, but breaking through to Foundation Establishment is so difficult,” Han Feng said, laughing it off before turning to Jiang Surou.
“Senior Sister, do you know of any recipes for Foundation Establishment Pills? Or where I could buy one?”

“Foundation Establishment Pill? You’re thinking about using one?” Jiang Surou asked, surprised.

“What’s wrong? Can’t I use one?”

“It’s not that you can’t—it’s just incredibly expensive. A single pill costs 100,000 spirit stones, and even then, it’s not something you can just buy. They’re typically auctioned off at prices between 150,000 and 200,000 spirit stones.”

“150,000 to 200,000 spirit stones?! That expensive?!”

“Of course. After all, it’s a pill that can increase the success rate of breaking through to Foundation Establishment. Once someone achieves Foundation Establishment, their lifespan extends to 300 years. Who wouldn’t be tempted by that?

The reason Foundation Establishment Pills are so expensive isn’t that the recipe is particularly rare—it’s the materials that are hard to come by. The rarer the materials, the more valuable the pill. And the rarer they are, the fewer pills alchemists can produce, which leads to low success rates. That’s why an alchemist capable of refining Foundation Establishment Pills is considered extremely skilled and valuable.

At the very least, you’d need a top-grade alchemist with sufficient experience, or better yet, a master-level alchemist for a more reliable result.

In our sect, there are fewer than five alchemists capable of refining Foundation Establishment Pills.

The sect reserves these pills as rewards for disciples who achieve great merit. Occasionally, a few are sold at auction, but they’re immediately snatched up. With so many wealthy elders and large families around, we junior disciples wouldn’t even dare to dream of getting one.”

If even someone like Jiang Surou, from a wealthy family, considered the pills prohibitively expensive, there was no need to mention someone like Han Feng, who was practically broke.

Han Feng now began to doubt Bai Nuo’s claim of being able to refine Foundation Establishment Pills.

Since obtaining one was out of the question, and breaking through on his own seemed difficult, Han Feng could only resign himself to lying flat for the time being.

Ah, lying flat really was the most comfortable option.

But for now, they had to deal with that evil cultivator.

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Where there were sects, there were also rogue cultivators. Sect disciples enjoyed the protection of their sects, living relatively secure lives, while rogue cultivators had more freedom but faced constant uncertainty. Both paths had their pros and cons.

Seeing how slowly Han Feng and Jiang Surou were flying, Gao Hai frowned and said,
“Junior Brother, Junior Sister, we need to pick up the pace. The civilians over there are still suffering. We have to hurry.

If you don’t mind, I’ll go ahead. By the time you arrive, I’ll likely have already dealt with the evil cultivator. We can then just bring his head back to report the mission’s completion.”

“It’s fine, Senior Brother. You can fly at full speed; don’t worry about us,” Han Feng replied.

As he spoke, he pulled Jiang Surou onto his flying sword. Spreading the Gale Wings of the Spring Current on his back, he stowed the sword and, holding Jiang Surou close, flew eastward at full speed.

Gao Hai, noticing that Han Feng’s speed was not only on par with his own but even slightly faster, smiled and said,
“Truly worthy of a Wind-Attribute Heavenly Spirit Root. With that winged spiritual treasure, your speed is remarkable. In that case, let’s go full throttle.”

The three flew eastward at maximum speed.

Holding Jiang Surou, Han Feng could feel the soft, bouncy sensation of her pert hips pressed against his waist. Holding her slender, delicate waist, he felt immensely satisfied.

Han Feng particularly enjoyed hugging Jiang Surou from behind. Sometimes, after they’d exhausted themselves during dual cultivation and were resting, he’d also hold her like this while they slept together.

After a month of dual cultivation, their relationship had grown much closer, shedding the unfamiliarity they had at first.

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Flying eastward, passing several small islands, they finally arrived at their destination: Jue Ming Island.

According to the intelligence report, the incident had occurred slightly south of the island’s center. The island was quite large, at least several times the size of the Yin-Yang Sect’s territory.

The island was inhabited entirely by mortals. Due to its proximity to the mainland, most of the residents made their living as fishermen, occasionally trading with the mainland.

At the island’s center lay a single city nestled within a basin.

Even from a distance, the three could see a massive formation radiating a terrifying aura of blood.

“There’s malice! Such strong malice!” the little fox suddenly shouted.

“I see it!” Han Feng replied, his expression grim.

Inside the formation was a city, its walls reduced to rubble, corpses littering the ground.

The blood from the corpses was continuously being absorbed into the formation and funneled into a swirling sphere of blood energy.

The sphere spun rapidly, gathering more and more blood energy, steadily taking form.

Once complete, the sphere would likely be consumed by the evil cultivator to help him break through to Foundation Establishment.

However, as Han Feng looked at the sphere, he couldn’t shake the feeling that it seemed strangely familiar.

Turning to the little fox, he asked silently with his eyes.

The little fox, capable of extracting essence from corpses and condensing it into blood spheres to boost others’ cultivation or accelerate herb growth, immediately understood his gaze. She first looked confused, then flew into a rage.

“What are you looking at me for? Mine and his are nothing alike! His method is so low-level. He only refines blood energy, wasting all the essence of the flesh, and even consumes a huge amount of blood energy inefficiently.

He has to kill tens of thousands of people to make a single blood pill. If it were me…”

“Shush!” Han Feng quickly clamped a hand over her mouth.

Refining pills from innocent mortals was absolutely unacceptable—a line no decent human would cross.

At that moment, within the formation, the evil cultivator wasn’t idle. He was locked in an intense battle with a young girl.