Ning Zheng continued watching for a while.
All they had were pointless conversations and chats, and when they resumed work, getting ready for winter, he withdrew his gaze.
"The last time during ancestor worship, I didn't use my Qi Fortune Value."
"Now, I've saved up for a few days, and it's almost enough for a breakthrough."
He took a deep breath, ready to break through to the next realm:
Fourth Body.
Because he had experience this time, the whole process was smooth and without any waves.
Two hours later, a surge of powerful blood and energy filled his body, every cell was moaning in satisfaction.
Fourth Body, a natural success.
He felt quite exhilarated.
His whole body was cheering, the joy of cultivation was just so simple and unadorned.
And all of this was sponsored by the familial support of the mountain's blacksmiths.
Even if they were ghosts, Ning Zheng accepted it.
...
Blacksmith shop.
The scorching heat surged forward.
