CHAPTER 348: CHAPTER 348: CHU MIAO’S DECISIONS

Meanwhile, the Li family’s cultivators were not left behind. After understanding the responsibility that awaited them when the sect suggested by the Chu family was formed, they worked harder as well.

Several of their younger members advanced steadily from the Qi level stage and were almost breaking through into the foundation establishment realm. Their bottlenecks were loosening under the weight of the battlefield’s qi.

This was not something Chu Miao had anticipated when she brought them along. She had known that they were talented, especially Li Kian, who had been a soldier for several years, but she never expected such rapid results.

The scene was one of quiet intensity with dozens of cultivators sitting beneath the shadow of the battlefield entrance, each wrapped in their own cocoon of power. The air grew heavier, rippling with breakthroughs. The ground trembled faintly, unable to contain the weight of so many rising auras, especially since this world hadn’t had spiritual energy for long.

Chu Miao herself felt the strain pressing against her dantian. Her foundation was solid, yet she had been suppressing her cultivation, waiting for the perfect moment. Now, as the restrictions weakened further and the qi thickened almost to liquid form, she wondered if she would get another opportunity to advance again.

But remembering that she was already in the late stage of the foundation establishment realm, she decided not to rush anything.

Advancing too frequently, no matter how dense the spiritual energy was could lead to a weakened foundation.

Chu Miao directed the spiritual energy into her meridians, allowing it to wash through her like molten steel through a mold. Pain followed, sharp, cutting, as if countless blades scoured her flesh and spirit.

Since she had decided not to advance again, she was using the excess spiritual energy to temper her body and meridians. This was an excellent method that will ensure that she has a strong body for future advancements.

As she let the pressure from the ancient battlefield and the spiritual energy temper her, a shallow smile appeared on her lips

This was the kind of pressure she had once lived for. In the ancient era she came from, generals tempered themselves on the battlefield, not in peaceful gardens.

The qi condensed in her core, layer by layer, until it became a dense golden liquid.

At the same time, her spiritual sense expanded outward, brushing against the weakening restrictions of the battlefield.

She wanted to see if with her advanced divine sense, she could sense what was beyond the layer of protection of the ancient battlefield, but she was disappointed.

Nevertheless, she persisted until she felt a sharp pain in her head. It looked like she had gone beyond what her abilities allowed.

However, just as she was about to withdraw her divine sense, she stopped abruptly.

For a heartbeat, she thought she heard voices of battle cries from millenniums past.

Her eyes snapped open, glinting like stars. She had not advanced, but what was more important was that she had touched the battlefield’s will.

A short distance away, Ye Xuan opened his eyes as well. He turned around and met her gaze.

His aura was heavier than before. It was more grounded as the power of a major general and the cultivation level of a stabilized foundation establishment cultivator pulsed beneath his calm exterior.

Between them passed an unspoken understanding: this battlefield was no ordinary realm.

Ye Xuan had felt something too. And all of a sudden, they understood why Little White had said that only those tempered to their limits and advanced to the foundation establishment realm would walk out alive.

The hours stretched into days. Each cultivator refined themselves further, adapting to the density of qi.

Several Li family cultivators managed their breakthroughs, though sweat and strain revealed the price they paid.

The older generation including Grandpa Chu, Chu Mo, Butler Cheng, Grandpa Li and the others also made various advances.

In fact, as the restrictions showed signs of disappearing completely, Grandpa Chu was cultivating single-mindedly to advance to the foundation establishment realm.

This was not because he wanted to enter the ancient battlefield, but because he knew that if Chu Miao and Ye Xuan were not around, there might be chaos in the community they plan to establish their sect.

Thus, they needed someone strong to hold the fort once they entered the ancient battlefield.

The battlefield entrance pulsed violently. The last restrictions flickered like shattered glass. Waves of spiritual energy surged outward, carrying with them a killing intent so sharp it made weaker cultivators cough blood. Only those at Foundation Establishment and above could stand their ground now.

It was also this wave of violent spiritual energy that Grandpa Chu used to break the barrier between the Qi level and enter the foundation establishment realm.

Everyone was surprised by this level of determination. He was indeed not only a fierce ancient general, but also a decorated modern one.

Chu Miao rose from her boulder, her aura sharp and unyielding. Ye Xuan stood beside her, his presence like a mountain. Chu Hao, Gu Fan, Lei Ying, and the rest followed, their auras intertwining until they resembled a small but disciplined army.

Among the members of the Li family, Li Kian and Li Han had also advanced to the foundation establishment realm.

The only unfortunate thing was that they didn’t have the time to stabilize their cultivation.

However, it was already an impossible feat to be able to advance so fast in cultivation.

The Li family’s elders clenched their fists, their pride burning. Their ancestors would be proud of them for producing such excellent descendants.

They knew that in the trials to come inside the ancient battlefield, not only unity could ensure survival, but also personal strength.

Everyone there understood this simple truth, therefore, no one took the other for granted.

The restrictions cracked one last time. A sound like a thousand war drums thundered across the land.

The ancient battlefield was about to open.