Ch 363: Finally Upstairs

Absorbing the Cultivation Technique, everyone learned from Zhao Qingming and Su Qun’s example and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Their eyes were tightly closed, feeling the warm Qi flowing through their bodies, following Zhao Qingming and Su Qun’s instructions, controlling its flow through their limbs and meridians.

In the fifty-square-meter reception room, eighteen small whirlwinds gradually converged, causing the room’s curtains to flutter violently, while the eighteen people remained unaffected within the whirlwinds.

They were completely immersed in cultivation, unaware of what was happening outside.

Chaoyang looked up at the whirlwind in the middle of the room, her expression full of surprise.

Previous Contract Holders either came in small numbers, or when there were many, Chaoyang wasn’t present.

For the first time, she realized that multiple people cultivating simultaneously could have such Power.

It must be that the System-produced Books opened up the body’s cultivation meridians, mobilizing the surrounding Spiritual Energy to gather here.

The Spiritual Energy here must be exceptionally abundant!

Thinking this, Chaoyang sat cross-legged, facing Zhao Qingming and Su Qun, and Rong Yingran, who had been standing silently beside them, and said, “Cultivate together!”

Although the eighteen people in the room didn’t know, Zhao Qingming and Su Qun saw it.

Hearing Chaoyang’s instructions, they also seemed to realize something, and the three of them closed their eyes simultaneously and entered a state of cultivation.

With each breath Chaoyang took, rich Spiritual Energy poured into her body through her open pores, every cell straining to breathe, like fish that hadn’t drunk water for a long time.

Warm currents flowed throughout her body, bringing relief to every part like a gentle rain to parched land.

An unprecedented feeling of comfort enveloped Chaoyang, as if she were lying on soft clouds, comfortable and peaceful.

Spiritual Energy filled her Dantian; she didn’t know if it was an illusion, but Chaoyang had never felt so powerful.

She felt that with one punch, she could defeat ten Soul-Seizing Level ghosts.

When she opened her eyes again, almost an hour had passed. Besides the calm, long breaths of everyone, only the wind still gathered in the middle of the room remained.

Chaoyang’s mind was clear; she stood up and stretched her neck, feeling completely reborn.

She never imagined that so many people cultivating together could have this effect.

At this moment, she clearly felt a significant increase in her Spiritual Energy.

She thought she should gather the people of Shuguang Garden together to cultivate in the future.

As she was thinking, Zhao Qingming, who had been quiet, suddenly stiffened, large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and then his eyes suddenly opened, a flash of white light passing through his pupils.

Excitedly, he looked at Chaoyang and said, “Sister! I’m going upstairs!”

Chaoyang tilted her head, not immediately understanding.

Zhao Qingming self-reproachfully pursed his lips; he had spoken impulsively, causing Chaoyang not to understand.

He spoke again, “I-I-I, I’ve reached the Floating Level!”

“Oh!?” Chaoyang raised an eyebrow, appearing even more surprised than Zhao Qingming.

Chaoyang knew better than anyone how difficult it was to increase Spiritual Energy. If it weren’t for the support of Tianyi Hundred Tombs and the feedback from the various ghosts, she wouldn’t have been able to break through to the Wild Ghost Level in such a short time.

If cultivation were compared to a swimming pool, then the System Books are the key to entering the pool.

And to swim in the pool, wouldn’t you need to fill it with water?

Such a large pool, to fill it with a shallow layer of water, given that you can only carry a small bucket each day, it would be impossible to do it in less than a year or two.

What’s more, the water inside would have daily losses.

So, it’s conceivable how difficult Zhao Qingming’s breakthrough to the Floating Level was, and how surprising it was to Chaoyang.

Actually, Zhao Qingming’s cultivation had always been a headache for Chaoyang.

There was only one Tianyi Hundred Tombs, so the only high-end combat power in Shuguang Garden was her and the ghosts. Zhao Qingming could handle some Floating Level and Wandering Soul Level ghosts.

Beyond that, he was just cannon fodder.

When the Weird Apocalypse arrives, Floating Level and Wandering Soul Level ghosts will be numerous, and Wild Ghost Level ghosts will be frequently seen.

Under these circumstances, Zhao Qingming’s little combat power was simply nothing.

At this moment, Chaoyang finally saw a way to allow Zhao Qingming to improve rapidly.

Including Su Qun and everyone else in Shuguang Garden!

“I also feel much stronger!” Su Qun’s usually indifferent face showed a rare look of excitement.

He clenched his fist, feeling much stronger than before.

“Three or five more times, and I should be able to break through,” Su Qun grinned, Han Rui already leaning on his shoulder.

Just three days ago, Han Rui successfully advanced from Floating Level to Wandering Soul Level, which also opened a channel for Su Qun’s breakthrough.

Chaoyang and Su Qun’s situations were completely opposite. Her Spiritual Energy was far beyond Wild Ghost Level, but she was stuck at that level because of the ghosts. Without the ghosts advancing, she would remain at Wild Ghost Level and unable to advance further.

Zhao Qingming and the others were the opposite; their Spiritual Energy couldn’t keep up with their level. Their ghosts had already broken through, but their own Spiritual Energy couldn’t keep up, so they could only cultivate slowly.

But now there’s a solution, and they’ll catch up soon. Maybe they’ll even have to urge their Contract Ghosts to cultivate then.

Seeing their condition, Chaoyang couldn’t help but be happy, her smiling lips never dropping.

“Me too! Me too!” Rong Yingran ran to Chaoyang’s side.

Her face was slightly flushed, her joy unconcealed, and she glanced at Zhao Qingming.

Zhao Qingming seemed to sense it, his face flushed red before he lowered his head, his heart pounding, his mind full of Rong Yingran’s smile.

“Congratulations, Ranan,” Chaoyang gently patted Rong Yingran’s cute little face. “When everyone finishes cultivating, Sister will help you contract a ghost, and then you’ll be as strong as Qingming.”

Seeing their appearance, Chaoyang couldn’t help but tease them.

Hearing Chaoyang, Rong Yingran raised her head and smiled sweetly, “Okay, then I can protect my Father, Mother, Grandfather, Grandmother, Older Brother, and…”

Her voice stopped, and she secretly glanced in Zhao Qingming’s direction, her eyelids drooping before she continued.

Chaoyang smiled, “Mm, then you should cry less.”

Rong Yingran stuck out her tongue; she didn’t want to, but she couldn’t help it.

During their conversation, those who had just begun their cultivation path gradually woke up.

And the first to open their eyes was Rong Yingran’s older brother—Rong Lingran.

Looking at his hands, covered in sweat and dirt, feeling the lightness in his body, he stood up, straightened his clothes, and walked to Chaoyang’s side.

“Thank you, Miss Chaoyang, I…”

Chaoyang nodded, “Qingming, take your Older Brother to wash up.”

Chaoyang had already prepared for the aftermath of cultivation and had informed them to bring extra clothing before they started.

Zhan Bo, the second to wake up, seeing Rong Lingran’s departing figure, understood the meaning behind Chaoyang’s request for extra clothing.

He remembered thinking earlier that Chaoyang was inviting shareholders on a pre-apocalypse trip, and he couldn’t help but laugh.

After greeting Chaoyang, he followed Zhao Qingming and Rong Lingran.