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Chapter 572: Chapter 311 “3300 Years of Cultivation” and “Five Viscera Spirit Fire” (Please Subscribe)_2

As for the rest, Milton Cheney did not consider them.

Milton Cheney also wanted to know where the limit of the Power of Merit he had obtained was.

As for having a shallow foundation at this time, then he would just continue to deepen his foundation.

Milton Cheney had no rash plan to make a breakthrough, although breaking through a Small Realm would not pose a life-threatening risk, failure to break through would still have a significant impact on Milton Cheney.

Of course, if Milton Cheney wanted, it was impossible for him to fail the breakthrough.

After all, he could use the Power of Merit at the brink of failing a breakthrough, which means that Milton Cheney had a fail-safe method.

Of course, if he did that, it would not align with Milton Cheney’s plan.

Time was not particularly precious for Milton Cheney at the moment, after all, he still had a long lifespan.

At least for Milton Cheney, the Power of Merit was more precious than time.

Therefore, spending some time to accumulate his foundation was absolutely more cost-effective than using the Power of Merit directly.

Moreover, Milton Cheney had this confidence.

When he previously broke through from the early stage to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, his confidence was ninety-nine percent.

Then he was also confident that he could accumulate his foundation to this degree when making a breakthrough to the late stage of the Nascent Soul later on.

It would just require some more time at most.

Now that Milton Cheney had the Power of Merit, his cultivation speed was already extremely fast, so naturally, he did not need to worry about these matters.

Thinking of this, Milton Cheney suppressed the thoughts that had risen in his mind and continued to cultivate the Immortal Techniques.

……

Time did not stop passing, and in the blink of an eye, two hundred years passed.

Above the Spiritual Veins, within the Cave Mansion.

Milton Cheney’s eyes suddenly sprang open.

Flames of fiery lotuses appeared out of nowhere within the Cave Mansion.

These fiery lotuses were transformed from Milton Cheney’s Spiritual Power, one of the manifestations of the actualization of Spiritual Power.

At this moment, Milton Cheney had compressed his Spiritual Power to the limit attainable at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

For this, he had spent just slightly over two hundred years.

For cultivators, or rather, for Nascent Soul cultivators, two hundred years wasn’t considered a long time.

Many Golden Core cultivators would spend more time than that in seclusion, not to mention the more powerful Nascent Soul cultivators.

However, this was in reference to other cultivators and did not apply to Milton Cheney himself.

had the augmentation

was twelve times that of

time, for Milton Cheney,

course, Milton Cheney’s consumption was also substantial, having used up three strands of

Power of Merit to break the bottleneck of the late stage of the Nascent Soul, Milton Cheney’s current

time that a normal cultivator would take twenty-four hundred years, Milton Cheney truly cultivated from the early stage to the limit of the middle stage of the Nascent

much time it would take other cultivators to

assert one thing: that in the Cultivation Realm, most

to break through to the late stage of the

this moment, a thought flashed through Milton Cheney’s

Spiritual Power was now extremely smooth, and

center of Milton Cheney’s body to the

Cheney’s foundation was incredibly

Milton Cheney breaking through to the late

the breakthrough a hundred times, there might not be

was Milton

hundred percent certainty

Milton Cheney relied on his own power to break through without even using a

massive outburst of Spiritual Power came with loud

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

two other Nascent Soul True Monarchs

ground seemed to be

Veins seemed as though they were

the two True

exchanged glances and could see the shock in

eaten pork, but they

what was happening within the Mystic Realm; it was nothing other than that favored son

years

could no longer be described as a favored son of heaven but rather a

had lived for so many years and had never seen

to mention having seen it, they

seemed that it had only been a few hundred years since Milton Cheney

cultivation supposed to get more difficult the further one progressed? How

this fellow daoist might really become a Deity

sparks of light flickered in their

“Such talent is terrifying!”

“Indeed…”

moment, they exchanged glances and vanished on the

the two True Monarchs

arrival. Instead, they sat down cross-legged a few miles before

weren’t any known dangers within this Mystic Realm, one could never be too

were happy for Milton

monstrous talent, he was still a

observing the breakthrough of a stronger individual could be of no small benefit to

aware of the sudden presence of the two,

intention of making a move, even if they were to betray their Heavenly Path vows and forcefully attack,

Milton Cheney now had several more trump cards up his

that he had the Power of Merit as his greatest trump card, which naturally left him

other two supreme Elders of the Purple Melody True Sect to make a

was

also