We, the few of us, were merely here to watch the excitement.
We also wished to witness how the demon tribe conducted their ancestral sacrifices.
But who knew we would stumble upon such an opportunity.
The three of us dared not delay, and began to breathe in the spiritual energy.
After all, for us Daoists who lived by the blade, advancing our cultivation was far too enticing.
Qi coursed through our Dantian and flowed through our limbs.
We inhaled spiritual energy, drawing it into the Xuan Dan within our Dantian.
Unknowingly, I felt a surge of comfort throughout my body, and my cultivation began to skyrocket.
My heart pounded with astonishment. This was no mere abundance of spiritual energy; it contained substances that could directly enhance one's cultivation.
I became engrossed, continuously inhaling.
I felt my own cultivation improve significantly in a very short period.
When I opened my eyes again, the sky was already faintly lit.
The fox tribe's sacrifice had concluded.
Only a few fox spirits remained around, still cultivating with their eyes closed.
As for me, I felt my Dao cultivation had also advanced considerably.
I had, in essence, touched the threshold of the True Light realm.
Looking at Old Mo and my Martial Uncle beside me.
Old Mo had already disappeared somewhere, while my Martial Uncle's body was surging with Dao qi, his aura robust.
His blood energy churned within him.
"Martial Uncle is about to break through!"
I watched my Martial Uncle with surprise but dared not make a sound to disturb him.
My Martial Uncle was currently in the True Light realm, his cultivation only a stage higher than mine.
However, what made my Martial Uncle formidable was his esoteric Daoist art, the Divine Invocation technique.
If my Martial Uncle achieved a breakthrough in his fundamental cultivation, his subsequent use of the Divine Invocation technique would undoubtedly be several times more potent.
The thought alone filled me with joy.
At this moment, footsteps sounded from behind.
Turning around, I saw Old Mo returning.
"Old Qin, you're awake!"
"Yes. Where did you go?"
I inquired.
Old Mo smiled.
"To the restroom. How was it? How much did your cultivation improve?"
I revealed a hint of pride.
"I've already touched the door to the True Light realm. It shouldn't be long before I break through again."
Upon hearing this, Old Mo rolled his eyes.
"Freak. I thought I was close to catching up to you, but you're about to break through again."
"Oh! So that means you broke through?"
I asked.
Old Mo's talent was evident to all. He was only slightly less gifted than me, but within the entire Dao Alliance, he was considered top-tier talent.
"Heh heh heh, need you ask? The fox tribe has bestowed their grace, and I certainly wouldn't miss out."
As Old Mo spoke, he released his Dao qi strength.
Indeed, Old Mo had also broken through.
He was now in the mid-stage of the Xuan Dan realm.
Seeing my good brother's cultivation advance, I naturally rejoiced for him.
However, our gazes were more focused on my Martial Uncle.
At his age, to achieve consecutive breakthroughs within two years was exceptionally rare.
The optimal period for cultivation was generally between the ages of twenty and forty.
But my Martial Uncle was already over sixty.
"It would be wonderful if Master can break through this time,"
Old Mo expressed his hope.
I also nodded, watching from the side.
At this juncture, a four-tailed white fox scurried over.
As soon as it approached, it transformed, shifting into human form.
It was Xiao Mei.
"Xiao Mei!"
"Qin Ze, you're awake too. It seems your cultivation has also advanced quite a bit!"
I smiled.
"It's alright! But what kind of incense did you people light that was so effective?"
Hu Mei smiled proudly.
"Of course it's effective. That incense was refined from the essence of the mountain. The auxiliary herbs were all ancient spiritual medicines from the mountain.
Coupled with the ancestral blessings, it naturally aids cultivation greatly.
However, compared to humans like you, we foxes are truly far inferior.
We light incense to worship our ancestors every few years.
We all inhale this incense, yet our Dao cultivation advances very slowly.
You, on the other hand, came here for the first time, standing so far out on the periphery.
The cultivation you've gained surpasses that of some of our fox kin who have cultivated for decades, or even a century."
She praised, with a hint of envy.
What she said was entirely true.
A human life lasts mere decades.
Even the long-lived rarely reach a hundred years.
However, among human cultivators, it is possible to attain Dao cultivation that beasts might take hundreds, or even thousands, of years to achieve, in a remarkably short span of time.
This is their advantage.
Their lifespans are short, but human physiques are more conducive to cultivation.
Beasts can attain longevity with their incremental cultivation.
However, their cultivation advances very slowly, and even consuming rare heavenly treasures yields little improvement in their Dao cultivation.
We conversed here for quite some time.
About an hour later.
My Martial Uncle suddenly grunted,
"Break!"
The muffled sound resonated.
With my Martial Uncle's exclamation, his body trembled, and a surge of powerful aura emanated outwards.
The ripples of Dao qi forced us back.
At this moment, my Martial Uncle exhaled a turbid breath.
A beam of profound light shot straight towards the sky.
Witnessing this, we were all filled with immense joy.
Martial Uncle had broken through...