"I see that you are nearly ready."
The two of them are cultivating the Nine Elements Dao Skill together, and with Chen Xuanâs current strength, a slight sense is enough to know his current situation.
Furthermore, Qin Keâs body has already begun to faintly emit the aura of the Dao Realm.
"Probably in about half a month, and this is all thanks to Master. Otherwise, your disciple wouldnât progress this fast."
Qin Ke is sincerely grateful to Chen Xuan.
If it werenât for the chance encounter with him and becoming his disciple, he wouldnât have achieved what he has today.
Chen Xuan patted his shoulder, "We are family, no need to say such things. After I help those people improve, the time will be about right."
"Prepare well, and leave the rest to Fang Yu."
"Yes!"
Qin Ke responded respectfully.
"I should indeed prepare well."
Muttering in his heart, that is the Dao Realm.
As for failure? Impossible!
...
The next day!
Chen Xuan arrived at a mansion at the far right.
A spacious martial arts field, with a square platform in the center, also arranged with an array, though usually not activated.
This was arranged by Qin Ke.
Itâs meant for these people to spar with each other or provide mutual guidance.
At the moment, dozens of people stood on the platform.
Chen Xuan stood in front of these people, with Fang Yu beside him, while Qin Ke had already begun his secluded cultivation, impacting the Dao Realm.
"I wonât say redundant words; you all have waited for a long time, and itâs like youâve been starving for ages."
"Everyone, sit down!"
At Chen Xuanâs command, these people, with excitement on their faces and no hesitation, all sat cross-legged neatly.
All eyes turned to Chen Xuan.
"Hehe!"
Chen Xuan chuckled, not intending to deliberately keep them in suspense.
Spiritual Power shot out from him as the center, then hovered above these peopleâs heads.
Forcefully enhancing this many people at once is undoubtedly a challenge for Chen Xuan.
But with his current strength, it should be manageable.
"Hiss, Lord Xuan King has grown even stronger."
Fang Yu, witnessing this scene, narrowed his eyes in seriousness, knowing there were fifteen people here.
The consumption of Spiritual Power was undoubtedly tremendous.
Chen Xuan stepped into the air, looking down at these people.
The state of these fifteen people was immediately clear to him.
Varied and uneven!
Some were just a step away, while others lacked much more.
But... it was no big problem.
Soon after, the Spiritual Power within surged wildly.
"Ah...."
Several people couldnât bear the intense pain and cried out.
"If you canât even endure this level of pain, you may as well leave."
Chen Xuanâs voice echoed in the ears of the fifteen people.
Instantly, those who had just cried out gritted their teeth, not daring to make a sound.
Leave?
Theyâve already planted soul seeds for this Dao Realm.
Besides, where else could they go?!
"Not bad!"
Chen Xuan showed a somewhat satisfied expression.
...
Ten days passed in a blink.
Chen Xuanâs complexion was slightly pale.
Helping dozens of people improve at once to save time was indeed difficult.
But fortunately, it was completed.
The golden Spiritual Power connecting the fifteen people disappeared one after another. Chen Xuan looked at Fang Yu below and said, "Itâs up to you now!"
Then he left the area.
"Phewâ"
Fang Yu let out a long breath.
In just ten days, the honing of Dao bones and the strengthening of meridians were completed...
"Unbelievable!"
Even he couldnât help but exclaim.
Moreover... with this method, couldnât a large number of Dao Realm experts be produced in batches?
Even if theyâre inferior, theyâre still in the Dao Realm.
Even if they self-destruct... the power would be astonishing.
"No, I canât think like this!"
Fang Yu shook his head vigorously.
Self-destruct!?
He could think of that; he would be an inferior Dao Realm too in the future.
In the study.
After consuming a few spiritual pills, Chen Xuan began to slowly recover.
By sunset, the Spiritual Power within him was replenished again.
He slowly opened his eyes.
Helping these people improve forcefully this time also made him realize that reaching the Dao Realm wasnât easy.
At least seven or eight of these people wouldnât make it.
"It seems one must be more cautious when selecting people in the future."
Chen Xuan muttered softly.
Poor talent is still not enough.
Like an inherently decayed wood, no matter how much you carve, itâs still decayed wood.
At least it needs to be a normal piece of wood, right?
Of course, this is just a metaphor; being able to cultivate to the Profound Realm, theyâre certainly not decayed wood.
"Gurgle..."
Hearing his stomach protesting, Chen Xuan couldnât help but laugh.
"Sigh!"
He sighed long; heâd only rested a day since returning. Truly, he was born to toil.
But he must find time to return to Prince Xuanâs Mansion.
Before leaving, he had instructed Shi Jian to pay attention to the ten-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. Even if they werenât ten-thousand years, seven or eight thousand years would do.
"I wonder how itâs going?"
Chen Xuan murmured softly.
After all, such aged spiritual herbs are extremely rare.
Judging by the Eldest Princeâs medicine garden, it only had a dozen or so plants despite its size.
If there arenât any... Chen Xuan thought of the Demon Raceâs Saintess.
Wondering if she had any body tempering spiritual herbs there?
"Husband!"
At that moment, Lan MengâEr walked in.
"Sister XinâEr asked me to call you for dinner."
"Great, I was just hungry."
Chen Xuan got up, pinching her fair, tender cheek, "Eat well, so thereâs energy for the night!"
"Are you sure?"
Lan MengâEr blinked at him, a hint of doubt in her eyes.
"Impudent!"
"Prepare for punishment!"
Chen Xuan âangrilyâ pushed her onto the white jade bed.