A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality, I Become a God - Chapter 408

Chapter 408 Rapid Progress

“Master, this feels amazing.” After stepping into the Spirit Pool with one foot, Zhang Tianhao couldn’t help but fully submerge himself, every pore on his body greedily absorbing the spiritual energy.

At the same time, Zhang Tianhao was practicing the Nine Cycles Dao Technique. With the continuous influx of spiritual energy, his progress skyrocketed. In just a few breaths, he broke through to the Initial Stage of Qi Refining. But he didn’t stop there—he pushed through the Intermediate Stage, the Late Stage, and leapt all the way to the Peak of Qi Refining before finally stopping.

“Keep training seriously. If you come across anything you don’t understand, just ask me.”

Wu Hao looked at the excited Zhang Tianhao, then shook his head as he stood up and walked outside.

Zhang Tianhao caught every bit of that head shake. Suddenly, his heart sank. His Master shook his head—could it be that he was disappointed in him?

“That’s right. My Master reached the Spirit Sea Stage in just seven days. Though I’ve now reached the Peak of Qi Refining in only a minute, all of this is thanks to the help Master gave me. If he had the same conditions back then, he probably would have reached the Peak of Qi Refining in just a few breaths.

I can’t slack off—I have to work even harder to live up to the high hopes Master has placed on me.”

With that thought, Zhang Tianhao became even more focused on his cultivation. He remembered that after reaching the peak with the Nine Cycles Dao Technique, he would need to start over again from the Initial Stage and continue cultivating.

“I remember it’s something like this, right?”

Zhang Tianhao sensed the meridians inside his body. The next moment, he immediately began re-cultivating according to the operation method of the Nine Cycles Dao Technique. Then, a sharp, intense pain suddenly spread throughout Zhang Tianhao’s body.

The unexpected agony overwhelmed him, and he couldn’t hold back, contorting his face into a grimace as he roared out in anger.

“Ah!”

The loud cry reached throughout the entire Heavenly Emperor Sect, including Wu Hao.

The piercing, agonized scream made Wu Hao feel a twinge of guilt, wondering if he had been too cruel.

But he quickly sighed and strengthened his resolve. He reminded himself that he was doing this for Zhang Tianhao’s own good. Although cultivating the Nine Cycles Dao Technique was undoubtedly painful, the strength gained afterward was truly formidable.

“Child, don’t blame me. This is the path you chose.”

Wu Hao walked away in the opposite direction of the Spirit Pool chamber, leaving behind Zhang Tianhao’s continuous, agonized screams.

Meanwhile, inside the Spirit Pool, Zhang Tianhao’s face was twisted in extreme pain. If not for sheer willpower holding him together, he probably would have been in such agony that he’d lose control of his bodily functions.

“No, I have to endure this. This is a rare and hard-won chance for immortality—how can I collapse here? I believe Master definitely chose this cultivation technique for my own good. Zhang Tianhao, hold on!”

Zhang Tianhao roared, gritting his teeth and forcing himself to persevere.

Meanwhile, his own cultivation level began to gradually decline amid the intense pain—from Late Qi Refining Stage, to Intermediate, then to Initial.

Only when he reached the Initial Stage did the pain slowly begin to fade. An entire hour had passed by now. Even though he was still soaking in the Spirit Pool, Zhang Tianhao felt drenched in sweat.

Although the sharp pain had disappeared, Zhang Tianhao still felt as if it lingered beneath the surface; even the slightest movement caused discomfort.

“Finally… I’ve made it through.”

Zhang Tianhao rested for a full half hour before he finally regained his composure. He stood up and dressed himself. He knew he couldn’t endure such immense pain again anytime soon, or he might not survive.

Despite the agony, Zhang Tianhao sensed the great benefits of completing the first cycle. Although his current cultivation level was only the Initial Qi Refining Stage, the recent practice of circulating the Nine Cycles Dao Technique had continuously tempered his spiritual power, greatly enhancing its quality. As a result, his spiritual power was now much stronger than that of a typical Qi Refining Initiate—and even a Peak Qi Refining Stage cultivator might not be his match.

“Huff, I knew it. Master must have chosen this cultivation technique for my benefit. If I can reach the Ninth Cycle level, I might just be able to arm-wrestle even someone at the Peak Golden Core Stage.”

Zhang Tianhao thought excitedly. But then he remembered each time he reached the peak of a stage, he had to start back over at the initial level and endure immense pain again—nine times for every stage. The thought made him shudder involuntarily.

But there was no other choice—this was the path he had chosen for himself. Even if it meant gritting his teeth, he had to keep going.

“It looks like you’ve completed the first cycle. Come eat.”

At that moment, Wu Hao appeared before Zhang Tianhao, his expression calm as he spoke.

“Yes, Master!”

Zhang Tianhao quickly replied, his curiosity piqued about what Master had prepared for him.

When he saw what Master had brought, Zhang Tianhao froze on the spot. After a moment of stunned silence, he couldn’t help but gasp sharply before speaking hesitantly, “Master, is this dragon meat?”

“How did you know this was dragon meat?”

Wu Hao was somewhat surprised. Clearly, he hadn’t expected Zhang Tianhao to guess correctly, since as far as he knew, Zhang Tianhao had never eaten dragon meat before.

Hearing Wu Hao’s words, Zhang Tianhao was again shocked inwardly. He had only taken a guess, but it turned out to be right.

After all, Zhang Tianhao could sense an extremely terrifying blood energy force within the meat in front of him, so he took a guess—never expecting it to actually be dragon meat.

“I guessed.”

“All right, eat up first. The blood energy within it will also greatly benefit you.”

Wu Hao said this before starting to eat himself.

Among the Three Thousand Daos, culinary arts is considered one of them, so naturally, Wu Hao’s cooking was extraordinary.

Even just the aroma alone made Zhang Tianhao salivate uncontrollably, and soon he was feasting heartily.

Any of the Three Thousand Daos could produce a God Emperor, but from Wu Hao’s understanding, it seemed no one had ever become a God Emperor through the Culinary Dao.

“If possible, it might be worth trying to nurture a Culinary Dao God Emperor to cook exclusively for our Wu Family,” Wu Hao thought to himself. Though his culinary skills rivaled a Culinary Dao God Emperor’s, there was no way an Ancestor-level figure like himself could be the one cooking. With that in mind, Wu Hao’s mind began to form a plan.

As for Zhang Tianhao, the moment a bite of dragon meat entered his stomach, the terrifying blood energy immediately surged violently within his body, and before long, he fainted outright—even though it was only a small bite.

Seeing this, Wu Hao frowned slightly.

“Can’t even handle a small piece? Next time, I’ll have to reduce the blood energy in the dragon meat even more.”

This was a Flood Dragon at Tribulation Peak, which counted as dragon meat. After all, Ten Thousand Dragons Valley had now become the Wu family’s mount, so Wu Hao would never eat True Dragon meat unless absolutely necessary.

What Wu Hao hadn’t anticipated was that even after removing ninety-nine percent of the spiritual energy and blood energy, Zhang Tianhao still couldn’t handle it. If it weren’t for the Nine Cycles Dao Technique, that single bite would likely have caused Zhang Tianhao’s body to explode and kill him instantly.

Given the current situation, Zhang Tianhao was still struggling. He would need some time to recover before his body could withstand the spiritual and blood energies from the Flood Dragon.