Chapter 53: This Young Master Gets A Boost

Chapter 53: This Young Master Gets A Boost

Chen Haoran picked up the pace after his Benjamin Franklin impersonation. Lightning-refined qi bubbled within him and filled his legs with vigorous power. If he had to describe it, it was like being supercharged on an already full battery. Was this what Heaven-rank qi felt like? He didnt know, he lacked an example to compare it to. He bounded across the flooded cavern with loud splashes. He could go even faster if he werent worried about accidentally slipping into a pool.

Phelps squealed at him as he bounced on his back. Chen Haoran had to sacrifice his comfort for speed but he didnt seem too bothered. If anything the sloth seemed to enjoy it.

Shall we go a little faster then? he asked.

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Chen Haoran grinned. Hold on tight then. He cycled more bright qi to his legs and shot forward

Only to immediately lose his footing and fall face-first into a pool.

He felt the brief weightless terror that came part and parcel with any moment where one mentally said oh shit before disaster struck. After his plunge Chen Haoran flopped out of the water, coughing and sputtering. Phelps burbled and slapped his shoulders in joy.

At least one of us is happy, he said. He secured Phelps to his back and continued on to the column at a respectably cautious speed.

When they finally reached the column Chen Haoran had to take a moment and stare at it. He had known that it was huge when he first saw it from a distance, seeing it up close he could properly appreciate just how small it made him feel. Glowing blue moss and melting ice covered the skyscraper-sized rock formation all the way up to the clouds. It was a tower of light in this underground world.

They sought shelter under an overhang of rock that circled around the column just above the base. It did nothing for the water on the ground but it at least kept the worst of the rain from beating down on them. Chen Haoran moved a loose boulder in the area under the overhang and settled Phelps on it before stripping out of his wet clothes. The chill in the air was not yet gone but with his improved qi he could barely feel it. He ripped moss off the column where it grew in heavy chunks and piled it next to Phelps.

The quality perhaps, or the quantity? The lightning condensed his qi in a way similar to when he first switched his Profound-rank cultivation method to an Earth-rank one. Did qi reserves also affect how much ambient qi could be drawn in?

The thought struck him like a bell. Why wouldnt it? He had to cycle his qi to draw in ambient qi after all, like a vortex. Since he was using his qi to create the vortex then of course improving it would have an effect. Chen Haoran frowned and thought back to when he started cultivating. Did he absorb more qi in the Seventh-Layer than he did in the Fifth-Layer? His reserves grew larger with each successive layer so that should be the case. If it didnt then he would have noticed a steeper drop in efficiency as he advanced. It was probably an increase so gradual that he never noticed it until now when his qi took a qualitative leap forward.

The yellow dragon danced through his meridians. Each cycle around his body came with a noticeable increase in qi. Ever since he came to this cavern his cultivation had been getting quicker. Spiritual pools to increase his already long endurance, water-element qi that perfectly complemented his spirit root, an increase in his ability to absorb. Chen Haoran regretted that he only stumbled in here after using up all his cultivation supplements. How fast would he progress if he had some?

Maybe he did.

Thinking quickly he summoned another handful of Waterlight Spirit Moss and took a large bite

Only to spit it out immediately. Chen Haoran heaved and washed out his mouth. Okay. He coughed. Not a supplement. On a whim, he stuck out his tongue and found it glowing blue.

Chen Haoran wasnt discouraged, putting his latest horrible idea aside. There had to be more growing in this cave than moss and crickets, things that he could feed to Phelps and use to improve his cultivation. He felt a giddiness bubble up in him, the kind that came from knowing a good future on the horizon. What level would he be at when he left the cavern? Ninth-Layer? Liquid Meridian Realm?

He laughed. He would become stronger and then well he would figure it out. His good mood subsided and he looked up. He had been so deep in his thoughts that he didnt notice the rain turning into a drizzle. A ray of blue light broke through the thinning clouds and Chen Haoran basked in it. While it lacked the warmth of sunlight he would take whatever he could get.

In this moment of peace, Phelps squealed. Chen Haoran looked around in confusion before looking back up with a horrified expression. Phelps divebombed into the pool with a loud crash.

Phelps!