Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement-Chapter 291 - 178: True Essence Surge, Storms Looming_3

Chapter 291: Chapter 178: True Essence Surge, Storms Looming_3

"The Second Prince is truly remarkable. With the Divine Sect backing him, the Court of the Great Tang will be his sooner or later."

"The Blood Wolf King once hid in the Forbidden Forest, but was driven back by the Divine Sect. Now that they have returned with renewed strength, how could they possibly back down? I doubt these negotiations will succeed."

"The more people die, the better! We’re here in the Dragon Capital, untouched by all this—hahaha!"

"Down in the South, it’s just a bunch of wretches and Rebels—let the beasts eat them, serves them right."

...

Jiang Feng sifted through all the idle mutterings, picking out what mattered. Gradually, the chain of events became clear to him.

Just as he had witnessed.

The Second Prince had managed to retake Nanfu City. The members of the Demon Suppression Bureau traveled south from the Dragon Capital, entering Chishui County to confront the Blood Wolf King. However, under the triple blood moon—three Blood Wolf Kings and countless Blood Wolf clans—the Bureau’s Beast Masters gained no advantage.

They soon withdrew from Chishui County.

Demon Fang City fell, seized by the Royal Family of the previous dynasty, the Shen Family.

Huge waves of nobles and refugees from Chishui County surged into the borders of the Great Tang, rallying behind the Shen Family, who sought to persuade the Emperor of the Great Tang to grant them several cities in the South. The surviving Red Lotus Sect Rebels and Demon Sect members seized the moment to stir up chaos; cities near Nanfu City descended into utter turmoil.

The forces of the Yun Gui Sect returned to the South once more, ready to join hands with the Court in rooting out the remnants of the Demon Sect and Rebel Factions.

The Second Prince utilized the power of the Divine Sect, intending to negotiate with the Blood Wolf King—to have him withdraw from Chishui County and return to the Forbidden Forest, thereby preventing the South from falling. As for the results, there was no word yet.

Meanwhile—

The Turkic army scented opportunity. A million strong charged the Great Tang Gate. Over at Xiao Zhan’s front, the situation was perilous; the armies defended with their full might, casualties mounting day and night, and crises erupted endlessly.

Supply convoys streamed ceaselessly to the North.

Within Great Tang Territory, in both East and West, uprisings broke out repeatedly. Small states near those regions watched hungrily, rumored to be massing their own forces for alliance, eager to carve a share of the Tang in this crucial moment.

By the end of the afternoon—

Jiang Feng could only feel the Great Tang swaying in storm and rain, the court on the brink of collapse. Perhaps, before long, war would reach the Dragon Capital itself. He had to refine all the Spiritual Liquid as quickly as possible—striving to strengthen himself once more before the chaos arrived.

In this world in chaos, only one’s own strength could be relied upon.

Later, Jiang Feng went specially to Zhenbei Prison.

He merely passed by.

He had thought that after several months, Zhenbei Prison would have returned to normal. Unexpectedly, since the Underground Palace appeared, the prison remained sealed tight to this day, with no set date for reopening.

Finally he sneaked once more into Willow Alley.

He saw Uncle Huo and his family eating salted greens with stewed tofu. On the table, two jugs of yellow rice wine stood out. The family was merry and content, their days passing in comfort.

So he did not disturb them.

He left Dragon Capital that very night and, in the depths of darkness, returned to White Tiger Mountain, entering the cave.

"There’s more than a whole layer of Spiritual Liquid left."

"Time for Refinement!"

Jiang Feng took out the Jade Bottle, hesitated a moment, but decided not to hide it away.

In a flash, another half-month passed.

Jiang Feng, with a full beard, stayed all day inside the cave, as filthy as a caveman from ancient times.

He checked the panel’s data.

Name: Jiang Feng

Fortune: 557991

Cultivation Technique: Tai Chi Longevity Skill (Perfection)

Skills: Loulan Slash (Perfection+) Wind Palm (Minor Achievement+) Three-legged Body Technique (Minor Achievement+)

Realm: Innate (Celestial Profound Realm)

Divine Power: Immortality

At this point, Jiang Feng had refined every drop of Spiritual Liquid. His Dantian Qi Sea truly became an ocean: surging True Essence, wave upon wave. Jiang Feng felt that even without drawing upon the Power of Heaven and Earth, the might in his Qi Sea alone could sustain a clash with a Celestial Profound Realm powerhouse of equal level for three days and three nights without exhaustion.

He could run at full speed from the Dragon Capital all the way to Nanfu City.

Day and night nonstop, without a moment’s pause.

The force of his True Essence was now far greater than mere multiples of Primordial Power—it utterly crushed peers in the same realm. If he could fully control it and unleash it in a single instant, Jiang Feng sensed he could critically wound a Six-armed Giant.

Of course, this idea was just idle fantasy.

Even if he could unleash all the power in his Qi Sea in one go, to perfection, he still wouldn’t dare provoke a Six-armed Giant.

Just recalling the apocalyptic scenes from Nanfu City, where each Innate Powerhouse was smacked to dust by a single sweep of the Six-armed Giant, made Jiang Feng’s scalp tingle. That was a being he simply could not contend with.

"I was wrong from the start—cultivation shouldn’t rely solely on brute force."

"An entire bottle of Spiritual Liquid only made my power more substantial, but didn’t bring any qualitative breakthrough."

"To advance my Realm, I must focus more intently on cultivation itself."

"Only by devoting myself to refining the Tai Chi Longevity Skill can I get what I seek."

Only now did Jiang Feng realize—the breakthrough of Realm, though closely tied to strength, is not the most crucial part. Trying to force open new Realms with brute strength is not the way.

Still, after refining a whole bottle of Spiritual Liquid, Jiang Feng’s power had transformed utterly.

At the very least, when facing Xiao Zhan,

Jiang Feng felt much more confident.

He didn’t think Xiao Zhan could do what he did—run all the way from Dragon Capital to Nanfu City. Even if outmatched in battle, Jiang Feng could at least outrun him.

The next morning—

Jiang Feng came out of the cave and stood atop White Tiger Mountain.

He crushed the Jade Bottle to dust, destroying the evidence, and gazed southward.

Gradually, his expression grew heavy.

Jiang Feng noticed, at the southern horizon, three streaks of blood-red clouds. At Sunset Town, looking out towards Chishui County, three directions—east, west, and south—each had a blood moon rising.