Rising from Small Cloud Rain Technique

Chapter 120: Chapter 117: Ambushed

On Red Flame Peak, the Spiritual Mechanism soars into the sky, with clouds swirling and colors vibrant.

After Ji An finished his cultivation, he circulated his Magical Power throughout his body, which contained threads of Wood Element Essence Qi, nourishing his Immortal Vein and flesh.

After being refined by the Gold and Fire Spirit Mechanism, his Magical Power felt even more agile and pure, allowing him to perform Magic Techniques with ease and without delay.

Gold overcomes Wood, Wood generates Fire; after being polished by the Golden Fire Spiritual Energy, a distinct aura was added to his Magical Power, and his understanding of Wood Element Essence Qi deepened.

A smile appeared at the corner of Ji An’s mouth. This method would slightly slow the pace of enhancing cultivation, but it saves the time needed to refine Spiritual Mechanism, allowing him to proceed steadily, step by step.

The Spiritual Mechanism in the grotto mansion grew hotter, and he went to the Medicinal Garden to use the Jade Wood Transformation Skill and the Thick Earth Returning Origin Spell to nurture the Spirit Medicine.

Due to environmental reasons, relying solely on the nutrition provided by the Spirit Field, Spirit Medicine’s growth almost stalled during the daytime, but his techniques helped maintain their growth.

Moreover, he discovered that Spirit Medicine grown in such conditions had greater Life Force.

Hardship not only fosters human resilience but also cultivates the resilience of Spirit Medicine.

He believed that once these Spirit Medicines reached the fruit-bearing period, the increase in their medicinal age would be swift, significantly increasing the chances of using the Spirit Medicine he cultivated to break through the Chao Origin Stage.

Ji An estimated that in thirty to forty years, several Magic Techniques that could accelerate the accumulation of medicinal age would reach the Great Perfection Level.

This was something other Spirit Farmers could not achieve no matter how hard they tried. His master had practiced for over two hundred years, and only the Jade Wood Transformation Skill reached such a degree.

He stepped out of the grotto mansion, forming a Spell in his hands to release the Golden Armor Technique.

A layer of dark golden Spirit Light covered his entire body, making him appear like a bronze statue.

Afterward, he released the Wind Control Technique, and an invisible Spiritual Qi enveloped his body.

With a light tap, Ji An leaped about three zhang (10 meters), gliding down the mountain.

Practicing Magic Techniques at any time had become instinctive for him, and through his mastery of the wind, he could adjust directions in mid-air.

His wide sleeves fluttered, and he resembled an elegant Spirit Crane, reaching the Cold Pool at the base of the mountain after a quarter hour.

Returning to his house, he sat quietly for a moment until his breath steadied, then began preparing Talisman Paper and Talisman Ink.

Since reaching the Perfection Level of the Explosive Flame Technique, he had been taking half an hour each day to paint Flame Bursting Talismans.

This is a common talisman for Qi Refining Cultivators, and given his current Divine Sense strength and magic proficiency, drawing them was quite easy, with a success rate approaching eighty percent.

In just ten days, over two hundred Flame Bursting Talismans were added to his Storage Bag.

Ji An dipped his Talisman Brush into the Talisman Ink, painting swiftly, with Fire Spirit Power pulsating at the brush tip and smoothly transitioning at each Talisman Node.

Soon, more than ten Flame Bursting Talismans were completed without a single failure, the process feeling natural and fluent.

Ji An was very satisfied. He then took out Fire-Horned Rhinoceros Beast Hide he had treasured for years and higher quality Fire Attribute Talisman Ink to continue making Flame Bursting Talismans.

Talisman Paper could not carry much Spiritual Power, especially Fire Spirit Power, and at most allowed the drawing of Tier One Middle Grade Talismans.

This was not due to a lack of skill but material limitations.

Ji An gently caressed the smooth Beast Hide, probing with his Divine Sense to carefully feel the natural patterns within the hide.

Using Beast Hide to create talismans differed from using Talisman Paper. The natural patterns made it easier to form talismans and allowed more Spiritual Power to be infused, enhancing their power.

Without prior experience in painting talismans on Beast Hide, he was extremely cautious, meticulously investigating the patterns before starting.

Initially, he often failed. A misplaced Talisman Node could destroy the talisman, with the resilient Beast Hide instantly igniting into ash.

Through continuous experience and adaptation, Ji An quickly became adept at drawing talismans on Beast Hide.

After about an hour, he had created thirty-six top-grade Flame Bursting Talismans, with a success rate approaching fifty percent.

Looking at the talismans glimmering with orange-red Spirit Light, he nodded in satisfaction.

These talismans possessed attack power surpassing a ninth-layer Qi Refining disciple’s full-force strike and posed significant threats to Early-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

Top-grade talisman materials were much costlier, yet their price could reach four to five times that of middle-grade talismans.

Ji An thought for a moment, took out a Communication Talisman Sword to record information, formed a Spell to send it out.

This message was sent to Liu Yu. In the past, he didn’t need to stockpile Beast Hide, but he now needed to acquire them in large quantities.

Liang Hill walked into the room carrying a jar the size of a human head and said with a smile:

“Seeing the light of the Communication Talisman Sword flying out, I knew you were making talismans here, Fellow Daoist.

These are berries picked this morning, soaked in spring water; they’re sweet and sour, brought for you to enjoy fresh.”

The forest produced many wild fruits and fungi, each with a distinct flavor, which he always collected some before sunrise.

Ji An reached out and said:

“Fellow Daoist, wait a moment, please place the jar on the ground and step back a bit.”

Liang Hill did not understand the request but complied by placing the jar down.

Ji An controlled the output of his Magical Power, formed a Dharma Seal, and released the Cold Wind Technique.

The room’s temperature plummeted, covering the floor with a layer of frost, and the jar’s surface was adorned with translucent ice flowers.

“Wonderful,” Liang Hill praised. In the intense Spiritual Mechanism outside, having iced berries was truly delightful.

Ji An laughed heartily, using Object Control Technique to send the jar to his hands:

“Fellow Daoist, have a taste first.”

…

The sunset gradually descended beyond Yuan Mountain, as the golden-red mist on Red Flame Peak retracted into the mountain’s depth, and the intense Spiritual Mechanism dissipated slowly.

Liang Hill laid out Spiritual Food on the stone table, shouting for everyone.

Ji An walked out of the room and took a seat, saying:

“Flying Tiger manages the entire Spirit Mountain, tirelessly working every day.

Fellow Daoist Liang, your meals are so exquisite each day, which surely takes a lot of time.

I was thinking, in a few years, I’ll find two reliable people to help out, so we can all save some time.”

The two of them have been cultivating at Red Flame Peak for nearly a year, and their cultivation has improved significantly. Liang Hill broke through to the Ninth-Layer Qi Refining six months ago, and Huang Feihu is not far from a breakthrough.

With his assistance, exchanging for the Foundation Establishment Pill is not difficult, and after successfully establishing a foundation, they will need to leave and establish their own place. He needs to plan ahead.

The sect limits the number of people cultivating at the Spirit Vein Node, but the restrictions are much less elsewhere.

Huang Feihu glanced at Liang Hill and said:

“It’s up to you, fellow Daoist.”

The Spirit Woods on the hill are growing robustly, and the task of burning Spiritual Charcoal will become increasingly burdensome; he indeed feels a bit overwhelmed.

He’s about to break through to the Ninth-Layer Qi Refining and needs to prepare for Foundation Establishment. Having some help would make it much easier.

“It’s up to you, fellow Daoist,” laughed Liang Hill. Hiring people is a personal matter of the Junior Martial Uncle, and originally they didn’t need to be informed.

“If you have suitable candidates to recommend, they should have good character, and their cultivation should reach the Late-stage Qi Refining.”

Ji An picked up his chopsticks and continued:

“A few days ago, when I was casting a rain spell in the Spirit Field, I found that some acres of land have reached the level of a Tier One Middle Grade Spirit Field, suitable for planting Jade Marrow Rice.

Once these Talisman Grass mature, Flying Tiger can go to the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall to buy some seeds.”

Jade Corn can no longer meet the demand; he has long wanted to plant Jade Marrow Rice, but the level of the Spirit Field was not enough. Even if he planted Spirit Rice, there wouldn’t be much harvest.

Huang Feihu gladly agreed:

“Alright, in at most a dozen days, we can harvest the Talisman Grass. At that time, I’ll go buy the seeds.

After a year of cultivation, the Spirit Fields we opened up outside the valley all reach a Tier One Lower Grade level.

Your planting technique is definitely among the best among the sect cultivators.”

Ji An couldn’t help but smile. This flattery was somewhat clumsy.

The Golden Spirit Sect doesn’t have many Foundation Establishment Stage Spirit Farmers, so his exceptional skills become more apparent.

…

Half a month later.

Ji An planted the Jade Marrow Rice and was casting the Spring Breeze and Rain Skill, when suddenly his eyelids twitched violently, feeling somewhat uneasy, as if something bad was about to happen.

He couldn’t help but frown, pondering the origin of this inexplicable emotion.

Beside him, Zhang Erniu muttered:

“Are those people flying so low on their flying shuttles because they’re in a hurry to be reincarnated?!”

Whenever Ji An came out to cast a spell, he always ran over, claiming to be understanding the Spirit Charm, while actually seeking guidance.

Ji An suddenly turned his head, seeing two flying shuttles speeding towards him just above the ground, covering several dozen Zhang in the blink of an eye.

His brow twitched wildly, instinctively feeling something was wrong, shouting:

“Get out!”

The speed of the incoming flying shuttles was too fast; there was no time to activate his own and board.

At the same time, the spell in his hand transformed, the Golden Armor Technique enveloped his body, and the Wind Control Technique was also cast.

From the flight path, the two flying shuttles, one in front and one behind, perfectly encompassed him in the middle.

He wished it was just his imagination, always ready to pinch the spell to activate the Sect Jade Token to send out a distress signal.

Er Niu was a bit dazed. Escape? Why should he escape?

By the time he finally realized the need to run, it was already too late.

Each of the high-speed flying shuttles had a masked cultivator jump out. A flash of silver light swept by, and Zhang Erniu, who had just taken a few steps, had his neck and body separated.

The headless body charged forward a few more steps due to inertia. The neck, like an opened high-pressure water pipe, sprayed blood, leaving large crimson spots on the ground.

Ji An activated the distress signal, feeling the spiritual pressure emanating from the two cultivators, and couldn’t help but felt his scalp tingle.

One was at the Late-stage Foundation Establishment, the other at the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment, neither of whom he could possibly contend with at the moment.

Moreover, there were cultivators still on the flying shuttles, facing a total of four attackers.

His current position was seven or eight miles from Red Flame Peak, and the enemy wouldn’t give him the chance to flee there.

Damn, how dare these bastards attack sect cultivators within the land of the Golden Spirit Sect!

Ji An’s thoughts turned as a bright yellow fireball hurtled towards him.

Unmatchable, Ji An realized he had no chance of victory; all he could do was stall for time and wait for the sect’s rescue.

His body twisted like a large bird, dodging the incoming searing fireball, while simultaneously casting the Small Cloud Rain Technique.

Since harvesting the Dao Seed for Cloud Formation and Rainfall, his understanding of the Small Cloud Rain Technique had reached a whole new level.

In his hands, the Small Cloud Rain Technique could not only be used for rain but also fog creation.

Almost the moment he finished casting, a large mass of white mist swiftly spread out from him as the center.