Sanctuary Starfield Journey

56-26 100 Days of Dedicated Cultivation

After exchanging the money, the National Day holiday came to an end, and Mo Bei prepared to begin his 100-day intensive cultivation, telling Dongfang Yun about it. Dongfang Yun was delighted to hear this: "Then let's go! I'll take you somewhere to cultivate." Mo Bei followed her back to Qianqi Forest.

The two walked along the path in the Thousand Wonders Forest. The trees still provided ample shade, but the wind swirled fallen leaves, carrying a slight chill. After passing through a door, Chen Wenwu looked at the date on the wall. It had been 64 days since he was captured and taken to the Destroyer; today was March 2nd. Bloor brought in food from outside—a dish of Hillfish with rice. Mo Bei looked at the Hillfish and rice before him and quickly began to eat. After all, how could he cultivate without sufficient stamina?

After finishing their meal, the two went together to the cultivation ground that Dongfang Yun had mentioned. They eventually arrived at the place where they had previously practiced guiding the Qi and piercing the stars. The large trees and pond remained the same, but the water's surface was now rippling with fine waves, and fallen leaves had dripped onto it, wetting the pebbles along the riverbank.

Dongfang Yun said, "I've released the spiritual energy restriction on you through my access. This was originally to prevent your cultivation from being absorbed by the environment if it were too high. Now you can cultivate." As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Bei felt the surrounding spiritual energy surging towards him, continuously flowing. "At the same time, you also need to practice your body, which means going to this tree trunk ahead. Successfully reaching the resting place in the middle will be considered passing." Dongfang Yun pointed to the tree trunk, and Mo Bei looked in the direction he was pointing. At the same time, he had a question: "Why can't I see it? Yun'er, where is it?" Hearing this, Dongfang Yun raised his hand and granted Mo Bei an ultra-long-range viewing permission. The scene in front of Mo Bei instantly enlarged, the scenery almost touching his face, startling Mo Bei so much that he retreated repeatedly: "Wait, what is this? What's going on?" Dongfang Yun said, "This is the permission I granted you. You can see much farther, and you can also turn off eye-tracking." Mo Bei tried eye-tracking, and... well, it was a bit uncomfortable for him now, but that was normal. Fortunately, he could see the resting place, which was only a few hundred meters above the ground. We believe our protagonist...

Looking up, Mo Bei unconsciously tugged at Dongfang Yun's sleeve. "You mean I have to go to such a high place?" Dongfang Yun nodded. "I was able to climb up there when I was nine." Just as Mo Bei was about to speak, flames and water burst forth from the tree trunk again, and a wave of heat mixed with steam hit him, just like before. Mo Bei froze. "You mean I have to climb up there with all this on my back?" Dongfang Yun nodded. "Hmm, but you're the main character." Mo Bei's teeth chattered. "Then I'll try my best, try my best."

Mo Bei chose to train his body first, since cultivation could be automated, but body training couldn't. He stood under the tree trunk, with Dongfang Yun cheering him on, while a pulsating sound seemed to be coming from below. Mo Bei took a deep breath, stepped onto the tree trunk, and began to run, feeling the wind and the loss of spiritual energy.

Suddenly, flames appeared ahead. Mo Bei dodged to the right, but a jet of water shot out from beneath his feet. What was bound to happen—Mo Bei was blasted into the air and fell back into the pond.

Dongfang Yun pulled him up: "This requires not only speed but also reaction time. How about I demonstrate?" Mo Bei stood up, water droplets automatically sliding off. Mo Bei nodded: "Then let me see how you got to such a high place."

Standing on the tree trunk, Dongfang Yun sprinted at the instant the water jets shot out, weaving through the water and flames: dodging the water jets and leaping high through the flames were routine for him, as if he were using GPS, he could perfectly avoid the water jets and flames every time.

Mo Bei kept adjusting his sight, because Dongfang Yun was moving so fast that he couldn't see her without adjusting. Finally, Dongfang Yun leaped high into the air and landed steadily on the resting spot. Mo Bei clapped, even though Dongfang Yun probably couldn't see him. Dongfang Yun leaped backward, forming a perfect arc in the air, followed by a rapid descent. Mo Bei stretched out his hands below, adjusting his position to try and catch her: "Danger! Too dangerous!" In the end, Dongfang Yun gently landed in the pool beside him. Mo Bei's outstretched hands went awry, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "Is this the Water Cube for a heart-pounding experience?" The entire event lasted 2 minutes.

Dongfang Yun said, "Keep it up, you'll definitely surpass me within these 100 days." Mo Bei nodded, "I'm determined to surpass you." Then she started trying again.

Mo Bei stood on the tree trunk, first closing his eyes to listen for any sounds. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and sure enough, a jet of water gushed out ahead as he had predicted. A smirk played on Mo Bei's lips: "That's perfect. Now that we know when it'll spray, getting to the resting place is a piece of cake." Dongfang Yun simply smiled and remained silent.

Mo Bei started running, listening intently to the sounds beneath the tree trunk. Suddenly, a jet of water appeared ahead. Mo Bei exclaimed in surprise, "Wait a minute, I didn't hear anything!" and was blasted away by the water jet, landing back in the pool.

Mo Bei wiped the water from his face, frowning as he stared at the tree trunk. "What happened? Am I deaf at such a young age?" Dongfang Yun leaned against a nearby bluestone, his voice tinged with amusement. "Probably the same path Dad took." Now, he couldn't even steal a chicken; he had to resort to brute force without any skill. Mo Bei stood up, water droplets sliding off his face, his eyes brightening, and he began practicing even more diligently.

And so, through day after day of practice, Mo Bei gradually became proficient. On the 99th day, he overcame all obstacles and finally reached the resting place at the most crucial moment.

Mo Bei looked back down at the path he had traversed, while Dongfang Yun jumped and cheered for him below. Dongfang Yun's hair whipped wildly in the wind as she traced the carvings on the bluestone—carves she had made when she was nine years old, just casually playing around before reaching the summit.

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