Putting the matter regarding Consort Taizhen aside, after ‘directing’ the reply of the first letter, Wang Chong led Shen Hai and Meng Long out of the city,
“Young master, where are we going?”
The lush forest was filled with thorns, and the bushes reached the height of one’s chest, making it extremely inconvenient to walk around. Despite following closely behind Wang Chong, Shen Hai and Meng Long had already been cut by thorns several times.
They were already a far distance from the capital, deep in the wilderness, and the various bushes, tall grass, and towering trees made the terrain extremely hard to tread on.
Initially, when they heard that the young master was going to cultivate here to absorb Origin Energy, they were rather excited. But in the past few days, they realized that it wasn’t the case.
From the very first day they reached the mountain, their young master had been wandering around the area.
“Don’t worry, you’ll know once we reach our destination.”
Wang Chong answered as he slashed at the vegetation obstructing him. Even though he was ‘wandering’ the mountain with the duo, he didn’t neglect his training at all.
‘Might of the Barbaric God’ differed greatly from other cultivation techniques. As long as one reached the minimum requirement of the second layer of the Origin Energy Might 1-dan, one would be able to absorb Origin Energy from the surroundings even when one wasn’t meditating.
The only drawback was that it wasn’t as effective as meditating, but in any case, it was still an overwhelming advantage.
Wang Chong could clearly feel an invigorating sensation on his skin as he walked around the mountain forest.
“The mountain forest is filled with greenery, it is indeed much more efficient cultivating here than in the city.”
Wang Chong thought.
One could cultivate ‘Might of the Barbaric God’ regardless of whether one was walking or sitting. It wasn’t without reason that this cultivation technique was the top recommended technique in the military in his previous life.
Wang Chong’s mastery was still lacking. As a result, his rate of cultivation when walking was around sixty percent of that if he were to meditate. Along with the rise in his mastery and cultivation, the rate would increase.
Once he reached the highest level, it would be possible to cultivate even when sleeping.
This was something that other cultivation techniques could never hope to achieve.
“I wonder if I can find that spirit vein! …”
Proceeding forward on the thorny path, a thought flashed through Wang Chong’s mind.
Wang Chong was looking for a spirit vein; it was also the reason why he was wandering around the mountain with Shen Hai and Meng Long. There was a spirit vein hidden beyond the walls capital that not many people who knew of it, but Wang Chong happened to be one of them.
Spirit veins were rich in Origin Energy, and if one were to cultivate in such an area, one’s progress would be several times faster than anywhere else. No one knew how spirit veins were formed, and the only thing that was known was that its formation was probably related to the geography of earth in the immemorial era.
There were very few spirit veins in the surroundings of the capital, and most of them were already occupied by others. However, the one that Wang Chong sought was slightly different from the others.
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The Human Emperor (1-200)
FantasyNOT MINE. OFFLINE READING PURPOSE. Author:Huangfu Qi, 皇甫奇 Alternative names:Nhân Hoàng Kỷ, Ren Huang Ji, THE, The Records of the Human Emperor, 人皇纪 Source:StarveCleric Forcefully brought over from the modern world to an alternate world, Wang Chon...