Chapter 149: Chapter 149 The Spirit Gathering Array Succeeds!_1
Ye Fei took an ancient jade out of his pocket and began to work on it with a small knife.
Soon, the palm-sized ancient jade was divided into two pieces, each carved with strange patterns.
"Mr. Ye, is this the item you were looking for?"
Seeing Ye Fei holding a piece of jade, the guard who had been watching asked hurriedly,
"But this jade doesn’t seem to be anything special, it’s not even as nice-looking as the Spirit Jade hanging from General Bu’s waist."
Ye Fei shook his head and said softly,
"This jade originates from Thousand-Year Lingyu, its Spiritual Energy has long since dissipated, yet the veins within remain."
"By comparison, forcibly removing the Spiritual Power from Spirit Jade would not only yield poor results but also carries the risk of damage."
The group listened, not quite understanding, but still nodded their heads.
Never mind why, just nodding was correct!
Ye Fei took out a jade and placed it in the center of the already drawn formation array.
As Spiritual Power slowly infused, the ancient jade and the formation array together started to glow brightly!
Even when Ye Fei finally let go, the radiance did not fade away.
Spirit Gathering Array.
This was something Ye Fei had encountered in his previous life, which could converge nature’s spiritual energy from the surroundings to this spot, greatly benefiting practitioners.
He had made corresponding improvements to the Spirit Gathering Array.
It could draw in the spiritual energy of the entire mountain for his own use.
This was why he had been writing and drawing all over the mountain.
"You can practice cultivation with me for the next few days and achieve twice the results with half the effort," Ye Fei told the others, sending the photograph he had taken to one of them.
"There are some of these patterns all over the place, make sure they aren’t destroyed by anyone."
"Received!"
The group saluted in a military fashion, then asked curiously:
"Mr. Ye, what exactly is this?"
Ye Fei was in high spirits and didn’t mind their curiosity, so he began to explain:
"This is a Spirit Gathering Array, which can attract nature’s spiritual energy from the entire mountain. Now, feel it carefully."
The group listened, still a bit confused, but obediently closed their eyes to sense it.
Suddenly, the leader’s eyes snapped open, filled with joy.
"This... I can feel the Spiritual Power within me growing clearer, is this the work of the Spirit Gathering Array?"
Ye Fei nodded equivocally, then said,
"The patterns I sent you earlier, you must always pay attention to them."
"Yes!"
The group quickly agreed, splitting into two teams.
One team went looking for the patterns on the mountain, making notes as they went.
The other team started cultivating next to Ye Fei.
Ye Fei didn’t delay either, sitting with crossed legs in the center of the Spirit Gathering Array and started his cultivation.
Immediately, nature’s spiritual energy from the entire mountain seemed to be summoned, crazily converging towards the Spirit Gathering Array!
In no time at all, a small vortex of Spiritual Energy formed!
...
Cloud Mist Villa.
With dense Spiritual Energy, it was the prime choice for martial artists to reside.
At that moment, in a villa at the foot of the mountain,
An elderly man was sitting cross-legged in the courtyard, channeling nature’s spiritual energy to aid his cultivation.
The elder, named Qian Wenhong, was a very senior committee member of the Ancient Martial Arts Committee.
His strength has reached the eighth stage of acquired realm, and in his lifetime, he was sure to break through to the ninth!
At that time, his body, nourished by nature’s spiritual energy, would regain its vitality, and age would open a new door for him.
If he could advance to the next realm...
Thinking this, Qian Wenhong shook his head.
He set his mind on cultivating earnestly.
Suddenly, Qian Wenhong opened his eyes in confusion, grasping in the air, his face full of puzzlement.
"Why has the spiritual energy of nature become so thin? Could it be a problem with my state of mind?"
Before Qian Wenhong could settle down to continue cultivating, a cry of surprise came from the courtyard.
"What happened?"
"Grandpa, look over there... is that a tornado?"
Qian Wenhong looked puzzled but still followed his granddaughter’s pointing finger.
Halfway up the mountain, mist was rolling towards that spot.
To ordinary people, this was just a spectacle, but as a martial artist, Qian Wenhong naturally understood this was caused by nature’s spiritual energy being drawn in!
"How is that possible..."
Qian Wenhong opened his mouth in shock—spiritual energy, inherent to earth and sky, how could it be controlled by someone?
Could it be...
Qian Wenhong shook his head, dismissing the thought.
That level of mastery was rare in Canglang Province; though it existed, it was certainly not commonplace.
Most of those few masters had connections with him and lived not far away. How could he not know of them?
"Just who might this eminent person be... Xiao Yu, prepare some gifts, I shall pay a visit!"
The elder stood up, straightening the centipede embroidery on his gown.
The girl beside him paused for a moment but quickly agreed and soon came out of the house holding two large bags.
The elder glanced at them and nodded.
"Xiao Yu, accompany me. If we can forge a connection with this master, it might be of great help to you in the future," he said.
"Grandpa, who is it that you’re making such a fuss over?" Qian Miaoyu was slightly startled. Even the chairman of the Ancient Martial Arts Committee wouldn’t warrant such a reaction from her grandfather!
"Never mind that. When we arrive, remember to speak less and listen more."
"Okay, grandpa, I understand," she replied.
The two walked out of the courtyard, striding toward the villa halfway up the mountain.
When they were a few dozen meters away, Qian Wenhong stopped.
"We’ll wait here," he decided.
"Grandpa, why not go straight up and knock on the door?" Qian Miaoyu asked, puzzled.
"You don’t understand. Masters are often temperamental; it’s better for us to just wait here quietly."
The elder sighed, then fell silent, simply staring at the villa not far away.
Qian Miaoyu also looked on in amazement.
What kind of expert resided in that villa, to make her grandfather adopt such a posture...
