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Chapter 15 Spells

What is magic to a cultivator? Is it as grand as creating the heavens and earth, or the beginning of chaos? Or as small as piercing gold and splitting rocks, or raining down fire?

neither.

When a cultivator practices magic, they are not just practicing spells, but also the application of energy. It's like a bicycle running on the road being gradually transformed into a motorcycle or a car. Each construction and optimization is a manifestation of magic.

So what Liang Junjie and Yu Xueji need to do now is to operate and release the energy in their bodies according to a pre-defined construction route.

"call!"

A flame ignited from Liang Junjie's fingertips, which he then threw at the running wild boar. As expected, the flame went out halfway before the boar could even lift its hoof.

Liang Junjie slumped to the ground. This was his tenth failure. His spiritual energy was exhausted, and his spirit was completely worn out.

"Your spiritual energy isn't concentrated enough. Try again after your spiritual energy recovers."

Huo Chuyu offered guidance from the side and helped Liang Junjie regain his mental state.

Liang Junjie sat cross-legged and accelerated the circulation of his internal energy.

At the same time, another person was slumped down next to him, none other than Yu Xueji, who had also exhausted himself from casting spells.

"Master, our cultivation level is still at the early stage of Qi Refining. If we were at the middle stage of Qi Refining, would we be able to hit those two wild boars?"

After taking a sip of water, Yu Xueji asked.

Huo Chuyu shook her head and chuckled: "Spells cannot be mastered overnight, nor can they be used at will simply because your cultivation level is high enough. To control them, diligent practice is indispensable. Take your time, you are still young."

These were just words of comfort. There are probably very few players like them who started at such an advanced age, even on the entire planet.

The entire night of magical practice greatly enhanced their mental strength and ability to utilize magic.

"Stop practicing for now. Let me take you back to the Huo family to register your cultivator status." After Huo Chuyu cast a healing spell on his two disciples, he summoned the Fire Umbrella Sword.

The Fire Umbrella Sword opened its wings, and Huo Chuyu was the first to step onto it, followed by Yu Xueji, and finally Liang Junjie.

After traversing mountains and valleys, the three arrived in the Central Plains region, passed through a mountain tunnel, and entered the Huo family's secret realm.

"This is my home, a secret little world," Huo Chuyu said to his two disciples as they walked.

Every disciple of the Huo family who has reached the Nascent Soul stage has their own statue, which is enshrined in the Huo family's ancestral hall for future generations to worship. Therefore, when Huo Chuyu, a Nascent Soul cultivator, appeared, the Huo family disciples all recognized him and bowed to him.

Huo Chuyu waved her hand, signaling them to disperse and not to gather together.

Atop a mountain peak shrouded in ethereal mist and where white cranes soar, lies Tianqi Peak, the main peak of the Huo family and the place where Huo Chuyu's father, Huo Tianqi, spends his years in seclusion.

"Father, I'm back."

Huo Chuyu called out towards the main hall, without performing any grand ceremony or displaying any ladylike demeanor; it was simply a notification.

Then Huo Chuyu led the two of them to a side hall next to the main hall.

"This is a side hall, where disciples from other families register. If you encounter any problems or need anything in the future, you can communicate with the on-duty cultivator through the soul lamp in this side hall."

Looking at the soul lamps placed in the caves, Liang Junjie felt a chill run down his spine, as if he were actually in a scene from a horror movie.

"Stop looking, come and light the lamp."

The soul lamps of the Huo family are also particular. Generally speaking, Qi Refining cultivators can only light white soul lamps, Foundation Establishment cultivators light blue ones, Core Formation cultivators light red ones, Nascent Soul cultivators light purple ones, and Deity Transformation cultivators light gold ones.

The shape of the soul lamp varies from person to person, so it is easy to identify whose soul lamp it is at a glance.

At that moment, Liang Junjie saw a soul lamp shaped like a small turtle.

"Is that a turtle? It's quite cute." Liang Junjie thought to himself, unaware that the little turtle had already read his mind.

On a small island far overseas from China, an old man, his back hunched, was sunbathing when he suddenly sensed a fluctuation coming from the location of his soul lamp: "The Huo family, yet another genius."

In the side hall, the two dripped their blood essence into the soul lamp, and the soul lamp lit up the next moment.

Yu Xueji's soul lamp is shaped like herself, wearing a blue dress.

Liang Junjie's, on the other hand, was a rather strange thing.

"Is this turtle jelly???"

No matter how Liang Junjie looked at it, he felt that the shape of his soul lamp was like turtle jelly.

With a chuckle, the two women beside her burst out laughing when they saw the herbal jelly.

"It's alright, it's alright, it doesn't mean anything, haha." Even Huo Chuyu, a knowledgeable Nascent Soul cultivator, couldn't help but look at Liang Junjie with a bit of pity.

"What could make my precious daughter so happy?"

A cheerful voice reached the ears of the three people present.

"Father, you've come out of seclusion." Huo Chuyu didn't step forward, but stood still, a little reserved. After all, they hadn't seen each other for over twenty years, and they were somewhat estranged.

Huo Tianqi stepped forward, hugged his daughter, and then looked at Yu Xueji with satisfaction.

"Hmm, not bad, the aptitude is acceptable."

He then glared at Liang Junjie with a stern look, as if he wanted to devour him.

"So you're Chu Yu's eldest disciple?"

Liang Junjie felt a little uneasy being stared at and was displeased, but he still had to maintain appearances.

"Greetings, Grandmaster. I am Liang Junjie, the eldest disciple of Master Huo Chuyu."

After bowing respectfully, Liang Junjie waited a long time for Huo Tianqi to say "no need for formalities," so he simply straightened his back and met Huo Tianqi's gaze.

In Liang Junjie's eyes, Huo Tianqi's gaze was deep, like an abyss.

Only a moment later, Liang Junjie fell into a deep sleep.

His body fell to the ground, and at that moment, Huo Chuyu casually waved her hand, and Liang Junjie was placed in Yu Xueji's arms.

Yu Xueji looked at Liang Junjie in her arms with a completely bewildered expression.

"Father, did you use the Soul Search on him?"

Huo Chuyu looked at her father.

Huo Tianqi laughed and then nodded.

"This kid is neither the reincarnation of anyone nor someone who possessed his body. He's a blank slate. You have a good eye; you've managed to find a rough gem waiting to be polished."

The three who were awake did not say anything more, but went outside.

"Why don't you three stay a little longer at the family home?" Huo Tianqi wanted to persuade his daughter to stay a little longer, since they hadn't seen each other for a long time.

"No, Father, the family has already caught up with the technological level of ordinary people outside. We can even access the internet in this secret realm now. We can talk about anything online. I'll take them both home now."

Hearing Huo Chuyu say the words "go home," Huo Tianqi's heart suddenly ached with pain.

"My daughter! My daughter!"

Who can understand the heart of a lonely middle-aged man watching his daughter leave?