Immortals Step into Heaven

Within this tranquil cave, Zheng Yuan was completely absorbed in cultivating the Water Spirit Technique. Every day, he rose at dawn, greeted by the faint morning light, and began his relentless journey of cultivation.

Zheng Yuan sat cross-legged, his five hearts facing heavenward, slowly releasing his spiritual sense to detect the subtle fluctuations of the surrounding water vapor. At first, the vapors seemed like playful spirits, elusive. But with unwavering perseverance and increasingly adept control of his spiritual energy, Zheng Yuan gradually gathered the free-flowing water spirit energy. As his practice deepened, he could clearly feel the spiritual energy within him flowing through his meridians like a gurgling stream, growing ever stronger and more surging.

Every time he practiced the Water Spirit Technique, he felt as if his body was wrapped in water spirit, and his affinity with water spirit was constantly increasing.

Starting from the first level with great difficulty, going through countless spiritual power circulation and bottleneck breakthroughs, until now, time has passed in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, a month and a half has passed quietly.

He had successfully cultivated the Water Spirit Technique to the sixth level. At this moment, every move he made faintly emanated a wave of water spiritual power, and his entire aura became more profound and restrained.

Within this tranquil cave, as Zheng Yuan successfully cultivated the Water Spirit Technique to its sixth level, a deeper and more subtle connection between him and the water spirit seemed to develop. Each strand of water spirit felt like an obedient thread to his perception, allowing him to weave and manipulate it at will. He gently raised his slender, powerful hand, palm facing upward, and exhaled a gentle spiritual breath. Instantly, the surrounding water spirits surged in, rapidly converging and condensing within his palm. A crystal-clear water sphere slowly emerged, like a flawless pearl carved from pure spiritual energy. Within the sphere, spiritual energy flowed joyfully like a nimble fish, shimmering light seemingly drifting within, exuding an enchanting aura.

Zheng Yuan gazed at the water ball, his eyes filled with joy and satisfaction. Its flawless appearance was undoubtedly a powerful testament to his diligent practice of the Water Spirit Technique, and a perfect reflection of his markedly improved control over water spirit energy. A moment later, with a flick of his mind and a gentle squeeze, the water ball vanished like a dreamlike bubble, leaving no trace.

Zheng Yuan knew very well that in this secret realm full of dangers, safety is always the primary consideration. He decided to properly transfer the important items in the storage bag to the more secret and safer space of the bracelet. He first cast his eyes on the spirit beast bags of Xiao Hei and Xiao Fox. These two spirit pets have been with him for a long time and have long become his important partners and supports in this secret realm. He waved his hand lightly, and the two spirit beast bags floated over, and then he put them steadily into the space of the bracelet. Then, he carefully searched in the storage bag again, took out those extremely precious spiritual medicines one by one, and looked at these spiritual medicines that emitted a faint light and contained powerful spiritual power, and he carefully put them into the bracelet space. Afterwards, only ten centuries-old spiritual medicines, several top-grade magic weapons, the water-patterned sword that had accompanied him through many battles, and the spirit bracelet were left.

After putting his important belongings away, Zheng Yuan turned his attention to his clothing. He deliberately ripped and ripped his clothes, creating the appearance of a shabby, battle-hardened figure. He then took out a vial of beast blood and slowly poured it over himself. The thick, pungent blood flowed down his hair and clothes, completely altering his previously pristine appearance. He then cast a fireball spell, a faint blue flame igniting in his palm. He gently waved the fireball, allowing the heat to evenly heat the blood on his body. Soon, the blood dried, leaving dark red stains on his body. To further enhance his disguise, he casually gathered a handful of dirt and dust and sprinkled it evenly over his hair, shoulders, and clothes. He now looked like a cultivator struggling to survive in a secret realm, fresh from a brutal battle. Zheng Yuan looked up and down at his unique outfit, his lips curled up slightly, revealing a satisfied smile. He thought to himself that if he looked like this, even if he met other cultivators or monsters, it should reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble and suspicion.

Zheng Yuan carefully arranged his equipment and appearance. He knew that in this dangerous secret place, any negligence could lead to fatal consequences. Although he had made every possible preparation, he still felt a little uneasy.

He once again checked the bracelet's contents, confirming that Xiao Hei and the little fox were safe in their spirit beast pouches, and that the precious elixirs and magical instruments were securely stored. Zheng Yuan then took a deep breath and slowly stepped out of the cave. He moved forward cautiously, carefully sensing his surroundings with every step. He not only had to guard against possible demonic beasts, but also be wary of other cultivators exploring the secret realm.

Zheng Yuan walked along a winding path, his surroundings increasingly dense, a faint, mysterious aura emanating from the lush vegetation. Suddenly, he heard a gentle rustling sound, his heart tensing. He immediately stopped, concealing his presence, and prepared for any unforeseen danger. As the sound drew closer, he spotted a cheetah-like, second-level demonic beast slowly approaching. The beast exuded a powerful aura, clearly no pushover. Zheng Yuan quietly activated his invisibility technique to conceal his spiritual energy, silently praying that the demonic beast would quickly depart and not discover his whereabouts.

The cheetah monster seemed unaware of Zheng Yuan's presence. It simply hovered nearby, sniffing the air from time to time, perhaps tracking the scent of other prey. Zheng Yuan dared not breathe, his gaze fixed on the monster's every move, as if time had frozen in that moment.

After a moment, the cheetah monster seemed to lose its patience. It let out a deep roar, rustling the surrounding leaves. Then it turned and took off, quickly disappearing into the depths of the dense jungle. Zheng Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to slack off and continued to move forward in the predetermined direction.

Along the way, Zheng Yuan encountered several waves of low-level monsters. With his masterful use of the Water Spirit Technique and his top-grade magical weapons, he skillfully avoided direct confrontations and, when unavoidable, swiftly repelled them. In the process, he gained a deeper understanding of his own strength and adaptability, and became increasingly calm.

At this moment, Zheng Yuan just wanted to find Zhang Xueyue as soon as possible, and reunite with Brother Tang and others.