Published: March 3, 2025
Chapter 679: News from the Jade Token, Unusual Developments
Compared to ordinary golden core cultivators, Zhuo Mengzhen's ability to purchase elixirs from Liu Yu at "internal prices" still provides her with a certain advantage.
Taking into account the benefits she gained from working for him, as well as the profits from her second-tier formation master, she was more than capable of meeting her daily cultivation needs.
She even managed to acquire a couple of magical treasures.
In the past twenty-five years, aside from running errands for Liu Yu and earning spiritual stones, this woman had also diligently honed her skills in cultivation and duel of magic.
Zhuo Mengzhen's breakthrough to the Golden Core Mid Stage occurred not long after Liu Yu's.
However, she suffered serious injuries midway, which caused her to drop in realm and require time to recover her vitality and rebuild her foundation, delaying her progress significantly.
Nevertheless, compared to Liu Yu’s simultaneous cultivation of three paths and the enormous magical power accumulation needed for a ninth-grade golden core, she had focused solely on qi cultivation, allowing her to progress faster while consuming far fewer resources.
With cultivation conditions that exceed those of ordinary golden core cultivators and a foundation that wasn't overly strong, reaching near the peak of mid-stage in just a few decades can be considered fairly standard.
Under the orange glow of the setting sun, Liu Yu leaned out of the window, resting his hands on the windowsill as he quietly watched the female cultivator practice her sword, a faint smile gracing his lips.
Although Zhuo Mengzhen's current strength was nothing spectacular in his eyes, her spirit was commendable, ensuring that she wouldn’t become a burden in the future.
When faced with danger, she would be able to defend herself to some extent.
"Compared to Jiang Qiushui and Ji Ruyan, Zhuo Mengzhen is definitely more formidable."
"But that's not a bad thing."
As the excitement from her breakthrough faded, Liu Yu's thoughts gradually settled.
Beneath the orange sun, he gazed quietly into the distance.
On the green grass, Zhuo Mengzhen seemed to sense something and turned to see Liu Yu.
Her sword intent paused as she smiled at him.
Then, the frozen petals and leaves began to move again as she continued her sword practice.
"Swoosh, swoosh~"
In the courtyard, the sounds of slicing through the air echoed, intermittently punctuated by the ringing of her sword.
A quarter of an hour later, her practice concluded. Zhuo Mengzhen sheathed her sword and stood proudly on the lawn in her white outfit.
Looking at Liu Yu from afar, she spoke, "How about we have a sparring session?"
Calculating the time, it had already been about twenty years since their last confrontation.
Understanding Liu Yu's terrifying strength, Zhuo Mengzhen knew she wasn't his match, but with her recent growth in cultivation, she wanted to see how much of a gap remained.
"Hm."
Upon hearing her words, Liu Yu smiled lightly, and with a surge of magical power, he flew down from the loft to the lawn in less than half a breath.
"Make your move," he said nonchalantly, hands clasped behind his back.
Having just broken into the late golden core stage, his strength had increased significantly, leaving Liu Yu feeling a bit restless.
Though Zhuo Mengzhen was somewhat weaker, engaging in friendly sparring wouldn't hurt.
Moreover, with so many years having passed, it was about time to put Zhuo Mengzhen in her place; otherwise, given her competitive nature, she might become a bit too restless.
After all, he had only given her the title of concubine; it was only natural for him to display his "excellence" and ensure she willingly accepted her role.
Males were drawn to abundance, while females were drawn to strength!
This was an instinct ingrained in their very blood, influencing even female cultivators to some extent.
Without hesitation, Zhuo Mengzhen nodded lightly, her expression suddenly turning serious.
Standing across from Liu Yu, she felt the heavy pressure of his overwhelming presence, as if a primeval colossal beast stood before her.