Chapter 309: Chi Gathering Middle Stage

Translator: Tim Editor: Fish Creek

Looking at Luo Xuan walking out, Ye Mo realized he'd been laughed at. She must have thought he was acting like those grand masters in dramas, always in solitary training. But her suspicion was right. Although there was solitary training in ancient martial arts, that was for people at the peak of black level. And even they had to eat.

Ye Mo didn't explain. He had the necessary conditions to reach stage 4 chi gathering. That night, he showered, cleaned his room, and used wind control to glide to the top of the building.

He was scared of Luo Xuan. If he didn't come out for two days, she'd kick his door down again. He didn't have many doors, and an accident could cause his chi to backlash—deadly.

He stood at the building's top but didn't cultivate immediately. He gazed at the distant lights. Since arriving, he'd never properly considered his future.

Initially, he'd hoped to cultivate enough to travel through space and find Luo Ying, but this place wasn't suitable. He could only keep his memories of Luo Ying in his heart.

But he didn't want an ordinary life. Luckily, he found the silver heart grass, giving him hope and motivation.

In the following days, he found that although this place wasn't suitable for cultivation, it had many spiritual things. If he found enough, he might still reach an almighty state. But these required luck, money, and power. He formed Luo Yue to gather wealth and collect spiritual items.

During this time, he met Qingxue. She was emotional. When she searched for him at the Shen Nong Jia, he realized he'd fallen in love with her. Without noticing, Qingxue had become as important as Luo Ying. If he couldn't return to Luo Yue to find Luo Ying, he'd be content with a peaceful life with Qingxue.

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In fact, Ye Mo had another reason to establish Luo Yue: He hoped that when Luo Ying recovered her memories, she'd seek him out because of the name.

Ye Mo sighed and murmured, "Susu, wait for me. I'm reaching stage 4 chi gathering. I can fly on a flying sword now. Even if I have to search everywhere, I will find you. I said I wouldn't let you suffer again, or be harassed. Wait for me… and Qingxue, I want to see you…"

Ye Mo collected his thoughts, sat down, took a chi-increasing pill, and started controlling his chi in meridian cycles.

Accustomed to scarce spirit chi, Ye Mo was unused to the intense medicinal power of the pill. Strong spirit chi repeatedly charged at the unopened barrier.

Even at the peak of stage 3 chi gathering, reaching stage 4 in this environment wasn't easy. Without the pill, he might never reach stage 4.

When the pill's effects were dissipating, he felt he was still short of breaking the barrier. He immediately ate three more pills.

The pills melted, releasing a surge of spirit chi that charged his meridians. He felt a pulsating pain—a precursor to breakthrough. He clenched his teeth and pushed onward.

Rumble.

He heard a loud bang in his body; the blocked meridian opened. Black impurities seeped from his skin.

Large amounts of spirit chi rushed into his dan tian. Spirit chi more than twice as strong as before surged out, strengthening his meridians.

He tried using his spirit chi. It was powerful. He'd experienced stage 4 before, but never with this power. Was it stronger to break through in places with scarce spirit chi?

He wasn't sure, but his current stage 4 was much stronger than his past life's.

He knew there was a milestone between chi gathering primary and middle stages, but the power difference exceeded his expectations. There were nine levels in chi gathering: 1-3 primary, 4-6 middle, and 7-9 tertiary.

If chi increased at this rate, wouldn't his chi multiply many times at level 7? Ye Mo rejoiced. He wanted to stand and release his power, but his state wasn't stabilized. He mustn't slack; falling back to level 3 would be tragic.

He controlled his chi in meridian cycles to stabilize his state.

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Luo Xuan stood before Ye Mo's door, pacing. She hadn't seen him in two days, and worried. Although she hung a peach wood sword on his door, who knew if a ghost could enter?

After hesitating, she couldn't resist her worry and opened the door again. To her disappointment, the door was broken, and the other two weren't even closed. Was he harmed?

Luo Xuan left, sighing. She guessed her neighbor was harmed. Although he was annoying, after a week, she felt he wasn't that bad. He sucked up to people, but everyone did that. She should have persuaded him to leave earlier, but she was careless.

Plus, he lived next door. More people were better. The building was too silent.

Thinking this, Luo Xuan looked at the ninth floor, frost flashing in her eyes. "I'll end you tonight; otherwise, you'll harm others."

She decided to end the ghost. Although it was strong, she had three qi returning pills.

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The moon was high when Ye Mo suddenly stood. His state was completely consolidated. He felt that even an earth level master would be a joke.

He felt a sudden urge. He removed his dirty clothes and used clear water spells to cleanse himself.

He took clean clothes from his ring and put them on, sighing. He took out his flying sword. Under the control of his chi gathering middle stage chi, the sword transformed into a huge sword, several meters long and a meter wide.

He stood on the sword and with a long howl, shot into the sky and clouds.

Excitement and thrill filled him. He felt relieved, as though escaping confinement.

He darted in and out of the clouds. The wind blew his hair and clothes, but he didn't raise a barrier. He liked the feeling—longing and excitement. He howled, the sound echoing his path.

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Luo Xuan, reaching the ninth floor, stopped. Did she hear Ye Mo's howl? No, it wasn't wrong; it was from the top of the building. In desperation, she forgot about the ghost and quickly climbed to the tenth, then eleventh, and twelfth floors.

She reached the top and looked at the distant lights, feeling relaxed.

Right, she came to find Ye Mo. She looked around. The roof was quiet and empty, making her feel free but lonely.

Suddenly, she had the impulse to fly, but sighed. Even her master couldn't fly. Flying was a legend.

Ye Mo's clothes? Luo Xuan turned and saw a set of dirty clothes—the ones Ye Mo had been wearing.