A Farmer's Journey To Immortality

Chapter 672: Innate Cubes and Three Innate Spirit Spells

After some time into the intense cultivation, inside the Spirit farmer’s Dantian, the three streams of sun, moon, and star essence had started to take roots.

Aksai guided them with steady breaths, letting the warm gold, cool silver, and deep brown lights circle around the center of his spirit sea.

Then, with a slow exhale, he began the next step of the Tantra.

He tightened his focus.

The three lights moved again, this time following the paths he had prepared over the last three months. As they flowed, tiny runic symbols appeared inside his Dantian.

At first, they were loose and scattered—small marks of light shaped like tiny strokes, circles, and angled lines. Aksai pressed two fingers together and made a simple Mudra.

The scattered runes shook and drifted toward each other.

Soon, they started to form shapes.

The first cube took form on the right side of his Dantian. It glowed with soft green and gold light—wood affinity and sun essence mixed together.

Runic marks floated across its surface like fireflies trapped in a box. These were the runes of healing, growth, and recovery. They carried the logic and rules of the wood element, written as Essence Equations. This cube would become the foundation for his healing-type Innate Spirit Spell.

The second cube formed on the left. It was made of silver-blue light—moon essence merging with water affinity. The runic marks on this cube were thinner, sharper, and faster. They zipped across the cube’s surface like flowing water. These runes held the rules of movement, speed, and fluid steps. This cube would support his agility-type Innate Spirit Spell.

The third cube rose at the center of his Dantian. It was heavier, darker, and more stable than the other two. It glowed with earthy brown light, and faint sparks of star essence pulsed through it like tiny lanterns. The runes on this cube were firm and slow.

They sank deep into the surface, making the cube look solid enough to withstand a blow from a mountain. This cube would become the core of his defense-type Innate Spirit Spell.

All three cubes spun gently.

They were almost complete now—dense with runes, each one containing countless Essence Equations that shaped the nature of the Innate Spirit Spells.

Aksai felt a slight pressure in his chest. This was the part everyone warned him about.

Most people needed only one cube at this stage. One Innate Spirit Spell. One elemental path. That alone took years for some cultivators. But he had chosen three. Three elements. Three spells. Three cores to refine.

Even the Green Glory Lord had told him he was pushing too far, too fast. He had warned that building three Innate Spirit Spells at once put too much strain on the mind, spirit, and foundation.

But Aksai did not stop.

He had already decided long ago—if he had three affinities, then he would raise all three to their highest point. He wouldn’t waste even a single drop of potential. He wasn’t like those genuises who could afford to waste some of their potential in order to speed up their cultivation speed.

The cubes turned again.

The healing cube pulsed softly, sending a warm breeze through his Dantian. His blood felt lighter, calmer.

The agility cube gave off a faint ripple. His limbs tingled, his breath felt quicker.

The defense cube released a slow wave of pressure that rooted his spirit, like standing firm with both feet planted on solid ground.

Aksai slowly opened his eyes.

His body did not move, but inside him, the three cubes kept spinning, absorbing runes, shaping themselves into true Innate Spirit Spell foundations.

Finally, the moment he had reached the stage of forming the three Innate Cubes, he had linked the technique’s runic process to the Neural Link Fabric. The thin silver threads hidden inside his nerves lit up whenever he closed his eyes. They spread through his mind and Dantian like a second layer of thoughts—faster, sharper, and endlessly patient.

Normally, refining Essence Equation runes was a slow task. Each rune needed to be understood, shaped, and connected in the right order. A cultivator had to read the flow, adjust it, and then carve the rune into the Innate Cube. Even the slightest mistake required restarting a whole section.

The Green Glory Lord had told him clearly that forming three Innate Cubes would take at least five to six years. Even geniuses needed years, not months.

But Aksai had something most people did not. He closed his eyes again.

In his Dantian, the three half-formed cubes floated quietly. Then, one by one, the silver threads of the Neural Link Fabric extended into the cubes. They wrapped around the loose runes drifting around them and began refining the runes on their own.

Aksai felt it—three layers of work happening at once.

The Fabric broke down each rune’s shape, matched it with its Essence Equation, and rebuilt it with perfect accuracy. It was like having a hundred tiny hands inside his Dantian, polishing and fitting each rune into its place faster than the human mind could follow.

He did not need to control every step. He only kept the general direction steady, like holding the steering wheel while the engine that was the Neural Link Fabric carried the load.

The wood-sun cube brightened first. The runes on its surface grew sharper and cleaner, no longer shaking from instability. It spun faster, forming a smooth cycle of healing energy.

The moon-water cube followed. Thin, fast runes slid across its sides like flowing ribbons. The Fabric stabilized their paths, making every line perfect and balanced.

The earth-star cube grew heavier as the runes sank deeper into its structure. The Fabric reinforced them, making the cube feel as solid as stone but alive with star essence.

Every few breaths, Aksai felt a soft pulse. That pulse meant another small section had been completed.

Hours passed.

Three more days blended together as the Fabric worked without rest, without slowing down, without making a single mistake. Aksai continued feeding the Tantra with his own understanding and energy, while the Neural Link Fabric did the quiet work of arranging thousands of runes.

On the fourth night of the initial success, during his meditation, all three cubes suddenly stopped spinning.

His eyes opened at once.

Inside his Dantian, the cubes floated still and complete. Their surfaces were full of dense Essence Equation runes, all perfectly refined, all shining faint light.

The healing cube glowed warm green-gold.

The agility cube rippled with silver-blue.

The defense cube pulsed with deep brown and faint stars.

Three Innate Cubes. Fully complete.

Aksai let out a slow breath.

Three months. Only three months.

He could almost hear the Green Glory Lord shouting if he ever learned about this. The old man would never believe that Aksai had finished something that normally took half a decade… and had done it quietly, without any outside help except the moving silver threads hidden under his skin.

Aksai placed his palm on his chest and smiled a little.

“Neural Link Fabric,” he whispered, “you saved me years.”

The soft hum inside his mind continued, steady and loyal.

Now that the Innate Cubes were complete, the real cultivation could begin.

Aksai stood up slowly, his body feeling lighter than it had in months. The three Innate Cubes floated inside his Dantian like steady lanterns. For the first time since he began this path, all three had reached initial mastery. They were stable, sharp, and alive with the essence he had poured into them.

He couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face.

He had done it.

Three Innate Spirit Spells… all ready to be tested.

Aksai stepped out onto the wide training platform beside his chamber. The protective array around the palace shimmered in the distance. The night sky was clear, the stars bright, and the moon hanging low—perfect for what he wanted to try.

He placed his palm against the ground and sent a pulse of spirit essence out.

A circle opened beneath his feet, dark and swirling. Three silhouettes began rising from it, their shapes forming slowly like smoke turning into flesh.

Soon, three 3rd Order Sentient Fiends stood before him.

One looked like a hulking stone beast with cracks glowing faintly across its body.

The second moved like a thin shadow, its steps light and fast.

The third gave off a wild, burning aura, its eyes bright with hunger.

Aksai rolled his shoulders.

“Good,” he said softly. “Let’s see how strong I truly am now.”

He took a deep breath and activated the first Innate Cube.

A warm pulse burst out of his chest.

A soft green-gold glow wrapped around his arms. The healing-type Innate Spirit Spell came to life, strengthening his body, making his movements smoother and quicker. He could feel his recovery speed rise several times over. His spirit essence flowed cleaner, without blockage.