A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality, I Become a God - Chapter 409

Chapter 409 Rapid Progress (Part 2)

By the time Zhang Tianhao regained consciousness, it was already the next day.

During the time he had been unconscious, the Nine Cycles Dao Technique had automatically circulated within his body, absorbing the blood energy and spiritual power from the Flood Dragon meat. So when Zhang Tianhao woke up, his cultivation had already reached the Peak Qi Refinement stage, and his physical body had become so formidable that he could tear apart someone at the Peak Foundation Establishment stage with his bare hands.

“This stuff… is it really that powerful?” Zhang Tianhao couldn’t believe it, breathing in sharply. Although he had been unconscious, he still remembered that he had only eaten a small piece of the Flood Dragon meat. That little bit was enough to transform him like this—if he had eaten it all yesterday, wouldn’t he have broken through to the Nascent Soul stage?

Before Zhang Tianhao had time to think more, the Nine Cycles Dao Technique began circulating again, initiating the second cycle.

In an instant, a familiar aching sensation spread throughout his entire body, causing Zhang Tianhao to roar again in pain. After all, this kind of torment was not something one could simply get used to and endure.

Soon, an hour passed. Because he had been in the Spirit Pool before, his condition hadn’t been visible, but now that he was out in the open, Zhang Tianhao looked like a fish freshly pulled from the water, drenched in sweat from head to toe.

But the situation was good—at least he had grown stronger once more.

Just as Zhang Tianhao completed the second cycle, Wu Hao appeared right in front of him.

Seeing his Master appear, Zhang Tianhao gritted his teeth against the pain in his body and tried to stand up. But the next moment, Wu Hao waved his large hand, releasing a jade-green force that flowed into Zhang Tianhao’s body. In an instant, Zhang Tianhao felt the pain in his flesh vanish, as if everything he had just experienced was nothing more than a dream.

“Master, what is this?” Zhang Tianhao asked in astonishment, hesitating with curiosity.

“Just a simple technique. Once you grow stronger, you’ll be able to learn it too,” Wu Hao replied calmly. He wasn’t exaggerating; the healing method he used was indeed a basic one, only that his power as a God Emperor made it far more effective than it would be if a regular cultivator cast it.

Hearing this, Zhang Tianhao’s heart surged with excitement. If he could master that technique, wouldn’t he be able to cure his father’s hidden illness?

Although still at the Heavenly Emperor Sect, Zhang Tianhao often worried about his father far away, not knowing how things stood with the Tianling Dynasty. The fact that the Wanfeng Dynasty dared to make a move against him suggested the situation back home was probably grim.

But Zhang Tianhao also knew that no matter if he returned now, he wouldn’t be able to do much. Without reaching the Golden Core Stage, he simply couldn’t shake an entire Imperial Dynasty. And if he didn’t enter the Golden Core Stage, he would be expelled from the sect.

“All right, you’ve learned a few things now. So, what kind of weapon do you want to use?” Wu Hao’s purpose in coming was to ask Zhang Tianhao about his weapon choice. Although he already expected Zhang Tianhao would pick a sword, he still had to go through the formality.

Hearing Wu Hao’s words, Zhang Tianhao paused thoughtfully for a moment, then spoke directly.

“Master, I want to use a sword.”

“A sword, huh? In that case, this sword is yours. It should support you for quite a long time.”

Without hesitation, Wu Hao waved his hand, and a Seventh-Grade Divine Emperor Sword appeared. This sword was personally forged by Wu Hao himself. With Wu Hao’s current cultivation level, let alone a seventh-grade, he could forge even an eighth or ninth-grade Divine Artifact, not to mention a seventh-grade one.

Just one look at the divine sword Wu Hao handed him was enough for Zhang Tianhao to recognize its quality immediately. He couldn’t take his eyes off it.

Filled with excitement, Zhang Tianhao took the sword respectfully from Wu Hao’s hand and tried swinging it. It felt perfectly smooth and natural, as if it had been custom-made for him.

With that thought, Zhang Tianhao respectfully cupped his hands toward Wu Hao and asked,

“Master, what is the name of this sword?”

“This sword doesn’t have a name yet. You should name it yourself. Also, I have sealed this sword for you. The seal will gradually lift as you grow stronger.”

Wu Hao shook his head and spoke slowly.After all, this is a Seventh-Grade Divine Artifact. If there were no response, Zhang Tianhao wouldn’t even be able to hold it in his hand, let alone get close to it. Getting any closer would cause it to explode.

“Should I name it? In that case, I’ll call it the Nine Revolutions Sword,” Zhang Tianhao murmured to himself and quickly settled on a name for his sword.

After finishing all this, Wu Hao turned to leave, but before he did, he said,

“Work hard on your cultivation. Don’t forget, you only have twenty-seven days left.”

With Wu Hao’s words, Zhang Tianhao’s heart suddenly grew heavy, but soon he thought of something and relaxed a little.

That’s right—with so many treasures in the sect available for him to use, not to mention the Spirit Pool alone—if he kept training within the Spirit Pool, progressing one cycle a day would probably be no problem.

“I can’t worry about that now. I’ll focus on breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage first,” Zhang Tianhao said and then hurried toward the Spirit Pool Chamber. He refused to believe that if he hadn’t advanced to the Spirit Sea Stage within a month, Wu Hao would really expel him from the sect.

After arriving at the Spirit Pool Chamber, Zhang Tianhao stripped off his clothes and jumped directly into the pool. Then he began circulating his cultivation technique furiously, his realm soaring rapidly.

The Nine Cycles Dao Technique helped Zhang Tianhao build an extremely solid foundation, so Wu Hao didn’t have to worry about Zhang Tianhao having issues settling his cultivation. After all, enduring so much pain surely meant there would be benefits.

“Although the feedback to my cultivation is multiplied billions of times, the progress is still too slow. I need to find more disciples. I wonder when the second disciple will come,” Wu Hao thought to himself. Watching Zhang Tianhao cultivate, he sensed his own cultivation level. With Zhang Tianhao joining and the feedback from the thousands of Wu Family members, his cultivation had been steadily improving—but it was still a slow process.

It would take at least a hundred years to breakthrough to the Mid-stage God-Emperor.

Thinking this over, Wu Hao considered going out for a walk—maybe he could find his disciple that way.

“Forget it, I’ll just observe for now and think carefully about what conditions I need to set to have a disciple,” he decided.

With that in mind, Wu Hao sat down cross-legged right where he was. The Karma Dao began running wild, recklessly calculating and surveying tens of thousands of possible futures, hoping to determine how and when he could find a disciple.

And from this survey, Wu Hao actually discovered several potential disciples.