Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

The next moment, Zhao Sheng saw that the bleeding from the wound instantly decreased significantly, the turned-up flesh started to contract, and the wound appeared to be healing rapidly as if the skin tissue was regenerating at a fast pace.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng asked, "What does it feel like now?"

"Itchy, very itchy! But the wound is very warm, not burning hot, almost like the midday Sun in midsummer shining on my hand," the old farmer replied honestly, holding up his right hand.

"Hmm, not bad! The recovery is going quite well!" Zhao Sheng observed the healing of the wound and nodded in satisfaction.

The effect of the "Life Flame" spell was just as he had imagined, possessing the ability to accelerate the body's natural healing.

In addition, it should also have a "maturing" function, but that needed time to be verified.

With the understanding of the Sun through the Star God, Zhao Sheng had initially created a unique Fire Dao Technique that never existed before.

Since ancient times, in the minds of cultivators, Fire Techniques tended to lean towards destruction, the majority being of the offensive type, with very few defensive ones, let alone those capable of enhancing growth and healing.

Undoubtedly, after the birth of the Life Flame Dao Skill, it would shock many in the future and certainly open up a new world for countless Fire Element Cultivators, hiding endless "Treasure".

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The elderly peasant in grey stood anxiously by, wanting to leave but not daring to, wanting to ask questions but remaining silent, as still as a statue.

Zhao Sheng shifted his gaze, looking up at the "Sun" in the sky above the spirit field, silently waiting.

Another half hour passed, and the "Sun" once again distorted and suddenly collapsed.

By this time, the anomaly here had already alarmed many, as spirit farmers of the Zhao Family, patrol guards, managers, and others started arriving at this spirit field one after another.

However, upon seeing the luxurious Magic Robe on Zhao Sheng, they immediately fell silent as if stricken, not daring to disturb him.

A few astute ones vaguely guessed Zhao Sheng's identity and immediately knelt down to salute, causing others nearby to kneel down en masse.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng frowned and sent a Divine Thought to the highest-ranking spirit field manager among the crowd.

The middle-aged manager with a tense face trembled all over, promptly bowing his head in response, then stood up and instructed everyone to withdraw.

Zhao Sheng waved his long sleeve, and a swath of red light spread out, swiftly forming a barrier that blocked the onlookers from peeking.

Soon, most of the people had left in haste, leaving only the tense-faced middle-aged manager standing outside the barrier, waiting.

Watching the flowing red light in the barrier, he pondered for a long while, hesitated, and finally gritted his teeth and secretly activated two Communication Tokens.

The behavior of this man could never escape the notice of a Nascent Soul Ancestor.

However, Zhao Sheng's entire mind was focused on the "Life Flame" and he scorned to bother with the other's sneaky actions.

Shortly thereafter, two tunneling lights broke through the night sky, silently landing just outside the red light barrier.

One was an elderly man dressed in a pure cyan Magic Robe, who was also the manager of the Great Sect overseeing the nearby hundred miles of spirit field, a Late-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator, Zhao Zhongqin.

The other individual was strikingly a tall and handsome young man with a resolute face, exuding a majestic yet amiable aura, making others feel both inferior and willing to fall under his command.

Upon seeing this person, Zhao Zhongqin was immediately taken aback and bowed deeply, "Spirit Field Sect Manager Zhao Zhongqin, paying respects to Young Master Zhao Zhengzhuo."

At this, the tense-faced manager who had sent the tokens also knelt down and saluted.

Zhao Zhengzhuo waved his long sleeve with a warm expression, releasing an energy that stopped Zhao Zhongqin and the other from bowing.

"There is no need for such formalities!"

After saying that, Zhao Zhengzhuo glanced over the red light barrier, a hint of eagerness flashing in his eyes, then suddenly turned to the tense-faced manager and asked, "Is the Qiong Tian Ancestor really here?"

"This humble one would never dare to deceive Young Master. The Supreme Elder has passed down an order not to let anyone disturb, but I risked my life—"

Just then, Zhao Zhongqin suddenly interrupted, "Enough, stop talking. You may leave now, there will be benefits for you later."

Meanwhile, Zhao Zhengzhuo just smiled slightly and remained silent.

At this moment, the red light barrier suddenly split open, wide enough for one person, and Zhao Sheng's voice came from inside, "Since everyone has arrived, come in!"

Hearing this, Zhao Zhengzhuo straightened his face, tidied his clothing, and stepped through the red light barrier to enter.

"A descendant of the Qingyang Ancestor lineage, from the generation of politicians, Zhao Zhengzhuo, pays respects to the Sixteenth Ancestor."

Upon seeing Zhao Sheng, Zhao Zhengzhuo immediately bowed deeply in respect.

Zhao Sheng did not stop him but rather graciously accepted the salute.

This lad is also a descendant of the Hua Ying branch, so paying respects to his ancestor is only natural.

"Rise."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhengzhuo stood up from the ground, his face showing no discomfort, his demeanor respectful yet confident.

"You seem well-informed, young man. Tell me, what is the purpose of your visit today?" Zhao Sheng looked up at the "Sun" in the field and casually asked.

Without any hesitation, Zhao Zhengzhuo blurted out, "Zhengzhuo is here under the grand order of the Ancestor to personally escort one million Jin of Gold and to report back to the Ancestor."

"Oh, has it arrived so quickly? Your branch acts quite efficiently," said Zhao Sheng, finally turning around to size up Zhao Zhengzhuo after speaking, then sighed lightly, "It's a pity, being one of the 'Ten Outstanding,' you clearly have the potential for a Nascent Soul, you could have simply focused on cultivation; why get involved in such murky waters?"

In the presence of the Supreme Elder, Zhao Zhengzhuo dared not lie. His face suddenly showed a trace of helplessness as he spoke softly, "I must live up to the high hopes of my clan elders, I cannot shrink back. Moreover, the throne originally belongs to my branch, if not... if not for the excessive strife among the royal princes of the previous generation, how could it have fallen into the hands of others?"