Alien Science Cultivation

Zhang Qiang completely disregarded Ni Fang's feelings, frantically mobilizing the energy of his three dantians, recklessly squandering his spiritual consciousness, completely repairing every damaged cell in Ni Fang's body, intent on healing her injuries as quickly as possible. It was clear that his opponent's moves were all lethal, and Zhang Qiang dared not let up, continuing his attack until sunrise. Finally, Zhang Qiang's dantians were nearly drained, and he passed out before stopping...

It was not until Zhang Qiang's consciousness dissipated that Ni Fang withdrew his consciousness from his body and regained his perception of the outside world.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Qiang slowly awoke from his coma, finding himself lying on his stone bed. Ni Fang, clad in a radiant robe, lay asleep beside him. Gazing at the stars outside the window, feeling his own exhaustion, Zhang Qiang silently closed his eyes, absorbing the spiritual energy in the air, steadying his dantian. His spiritual awareness, which once covered several feet, now only covered a few feet. Zhang Qiang didn't take it too seriously; he could just start over again; after all, he was familiar with the process. He absorbed the spiritual energy from the air, becoming increasingly adept at controlling it, even able to use his spiritual awareness to remove impurities. Before, absorbing spiritual energy was like drinking water, actively gulping it down. Now, it felt like it was being poured into his body. Perhaps because his dantian was nearly depleted, it felt like someone pouring water into him, a feeling half active, half passive. Zhang Qiang didn't pay much attention, simply controlling his limited spiritual awareness, directing the spiritual energy into his dantian...

After a sleepless night, Zhang Qiang stopped practicing the next morning. His Dantian spiritual energy had recovered by about one-third, and his physical condition had basically recovered. He scanned Ni Fang's bedside with his spiritual sense and found that her injuries had basically healed. However, the injuries to her Dantian and meridians were extremely difficult to repair, and his abilities were truly limited, leaving him unable to do anything. If they couldn't be repaired, Ni Fang's future path to immortality would be extremely difficult...

After a while, Ni Fang slowly woke up and saw Zhang Qiang lying on the stone bed, looking at her. Her face flushed slightly and she said, "You're awake, are you okay...?"

"It's okay! You'll be able to recover after a few days of rest! Sorry! Your Dantian and meridians..."

“It’s okay, you’ve tried your best…” Ni Fang responded, forcing a smile on her face, as if to comfort Zhang Qiang! After all, she herself knew a bit about medicine, and it was not so easy to repair the Dantian and meridians… She also understood her own situation at the moment.

"It's time to go back and confess the situation to Master! In my current state, I am not suitable to be the head disciple! The sect's cultivation resources cannot be wasted on me! The ranking of disciples in each peak should also be changed. For those few cultivation resources, even fellow disciples may turn against each other. It's a troubled time with internal and external troubles..." Ni Fang pondered deeply.

"How long have I slept? Has Lao Yao left? I'll go see him off..." Zhang Qiang asked.

"Old Yao is gone, and you've been sleeping for three days and three nights! Also, can you tell me what happened to you recently? Why did you suddenly become so advanced? Of course... you don't have to tell me, everyone has their own secrets..."

"There's nothing I can't tell you... I was originally planning to wait for you to come this time to ask you for advice! After I came back that night, I was lying on the bed..." Zhang Qiang told Ni Fang about the process of his journey to cultivate immortals in the past few months and all the phenomena he had encountered without reservation.

After listening to Zhang Qiang's narration, Ni Fang was stunned for a long time. It also confirmed that what Zhang Qiang said to her during the previous aptitude test was true! Zhang Qiang was undoubtedly a genius... As for the extent of his aptitude, she had no idea. "Your way of cultivation is completely different from what I've come across, and the opening of three dantians at the same time is unheard of... You may be the first one in Xuanwu Continent, and I've never heard of anyone like you who can absorb spiritual energy from any part of the body! And your domineering spiritual consciousness, and even the ability to control objects with spiritual consciousness, are unprecedented in this world of immortal cultivation. The cultivation rules of Xuanwu Continent may not apply to you, and you may have to rely on yourself to explore the road of cultivation in the future. As for the corresponding level of your combat power, there are no specific standards. I will analyze it for you when I have time, but now... Many masters have appeared near Qingshan Sect recently, and many Qingshan Sect disciples have been ambushed and killed for no reason. The head of the sect sent a message to activate the sect protection formation all day, forcing all disciples in the sect not to leave the sect, and disciples outside the sect disguised themselves as casual cultivators to ensure their lives. I was also ambushed on the way back to the sect, and was seriously injured in the attack. I barely escaped back to the sect. Because I didn't want the elders in the sect to know about my physical condition, as far as my current injury is concerned, once it is announced, it will definitely cause The sect's disciples were fighting for status. That's why I came to the medicine garden, intending to self-medicate to suppress my injuries. Remember, the world of immortal cultivation is cruel, and the strong always reign supreme. Also, never mention your cultivation methods to anyone again, or you'll be used as a guinea pig for their experiments! Also, keep a low profile. While talented immortal cultivators are rare, a few emerge each year, but most die young! Sects clash openly and covertly, and it's not uncommon for regional rulers to hire Shadow Clan assassins at high prices to protect their own dominance! You must become strong and protect peace for the people of Qingshan Town... I'll return to the sect to consult the headmaster and understand the current situation. If things are hopeless... save your life... remember this!" Ni Fang said solemnly. This time, she spoke a lot to Zhang Qiang, mostly exhorting him to be more self-protective, more like a master giving her beloved disciple final instructions before parting... Zhang Qiang felt a warm, yet somewhat uneasy feeling...

"...Well! You should be careful too..." Zhang Qiang replied.

Upon hearing this, Ni Fang smiled faintly, a mixture of helplessness and reluctance. Without further hesitation, she stepped out of the stone house and, with a single hand, a flying sword suddenly appeared beneath her feet. It soared into the air and flew at high speed towards the sect's main hall...

"Oh my god, I can really fly with a sword! Sigh... I'm so stupid! Theoretically, I should be able to fly! I can use my spiritual sense to control the matter in the air and fix it, then propel it to move. Or I can control the air like a bird to give myself an upward force..." Thinking about it, he couldn't help but try it, and actually flew several feet high! Just to confirm his idea, Zhang Qiang had no intention of flying. After all, keeping a low profile is the key to longevity!

In the main hall of the Qingshan Sect stood a kindly old man in a pristine white robe. He was tall, yet graceful, his snow-white hair flowing freely over his shoulders, each strand seeming to hold the profound wisdom of time. His face was kind and solemn, its deep wrinkles bearing the marks of time and the profound imprint of countless experiences. His eyes, as deep as the vast sea of stars, shone with a clear understanding of the world and a calm composure born of the vicissitudes of life.

The old man exuded an invisible aura of power, not a deliberate effort, but a natural expression of his profound cultivation. Every gesture he made carried an otherworldly charm, as if he were one with the universe. His steps were steady and light, each one seeming to hold a hidden meaning.

At the foot of the main hall, Ni Fang lowered her head and recounted her experiences of the past few days to the old man, from receiving the telepathic message from her master, to being ambushed on her way back to the sect, which damaged her dantian and meridians, to her self-rescue in the medicine garden. Of course, she didn't mention anything about Zhang Qiang. After all, in her mind, Zhang Qiang was the variable of Xuanwu Continent, perhaps even the entire planet of Gaia. Moreover, this variable seemed to have an inexplicable connection with herself...

"Master! I am incompetent, my dantian is damaged, and my meridians are injured. I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to make any progress in my cultivation in the future! I really don't dare to bear the title of your personal disciple anymore. I hope you will help me..." Ni Fang said firmly, but was interrupted by the old man.