Chapter 4562 — Spirit Bird Upgrade
The Blossom Guardian · Page 1 of 3
There could be no doubt about it: Wei Zhao was now a bona fide early-stage Nascent Soul expert. Two Golden Core Fruits of Nascent Condensation and a whole pool of Star-Ink Milk had, in the end, and just as expected, produced the strongest Nascent Soul of all.
Before this, even at the peak of the Golden Core stage, Wei Zhao had been confident enough to deal with ninety-nine out of a hundred late-stage Nascent Soul experts. Now that he was early-stage Nascent Soul, even a peak Nascent Soul opponent would be no trouble at all. Anyone else who achieved the strongest Nascent Soul would merely be the strongest of their own level; no one had ever heard of an early-stage Nascent Soul handling a peak Nascent Soul—that was pure fantasy. Yet now, on Wei Zhao, it had come true, and without a trace of exaggeration.
Even as he felt the earth-shaking changes within his own body, Wei Zhao did not forget to watch the spirit bird's transformation. Throughout the ten days he had spent condensing his Nascent Soul, the bird had done nothing but soak in the Star-Ink Milk—and yet it had shot straight from late-stage Golden Core to the peak of the Golden Core stage.
Even Wei Zhao found the sight incredible. It was not that he had never seen rapid advancement before—he himself was a freakish exception—but for anyone to advance as fast as this spirit bird was truly unprecedented, unheard of. Three months to go from peak Foundation Establishment to late-stage Golden Core had already been absurd enough; now, in a mere ten days, it had forced its way from late-stage Golden Core to peak Golden Core. This sort of thing simply overturned one's whole worldview.
"Chirp chirp chirp chirp!" The spirit bird flapped its feathers at Wei Zhao in high spirits. Compared to before, the feathers were not only glossier but considerably longer as well. What left Wei Zhao helpless, however, was that the little wretch had splashed Star-Ink Milk all over his head.
"There's still one Golden Core Fruit of Nascent Condensation left. Want to give it a try?" Wei Zhao said on a sudden impulse, taking out the last fruit and holding it before the spirit bird.
"Chirp chirp!" The bird's eyes lit up, and it swallowed the fruit in a single gulp, then began thrashing about in the Star-Ink Milk once more.
"Heh. You certainly don't stand on ceremony with me." Wei Zhao could not help laughing. Though it had been a passing whim, a single Golden Core Fruit of Nascent Condensation out in the world was enough to make a whole crowd of experts fight until their heads bled—and now it had been eaten by a spirit bird. By any measure it seemed a childish waste. Yet he did not feel it was a pity; he still had nearly a whole stalk of infant ginseng, so he could refine more Golden Core Fruits of Nascent Condensation whenever he liked. Besides, this spirit bird was Huang Xiaotao's spirit pet, which made it his own spirit pet as well. In the end, good water still did not flow into an outsider's field.
Seeing the spirit bird thrashing about and utterly lost in itself, Wei Zhao smiled and stepped out of the pit. He sat cross-legged on the open ground nearby. He had only just entered the early Nascent Soul stage; not only did he need to properly consolidate his cultivation and realm, but all his old hand-me-down martial techniques needed careful study and refinement. If he could not raise them to a corresponding level, then in future clashes with others things would not go so smoothly.