Chapter 691: Granting Resources, Astonishing Efficiency of the Grade A Training Room

His longing for a Grade-A Training Room ran deep. The cultivation efficiency of a Grade-B Training Room was already astonishing, let alone a Grade-A one, which was a cut above.

Yang Jing could even imagine that if he could cultivate inside, he would surely be able to master both the Indestructible True Skill and the *Hengjiang Crossing* and break through to the Qi Absorption Realm in the shortest time imaginable. His power would skyrocket, putting him on par with the Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters of the sect’s various branches.

Bai Bing gently shook her head, her tone calm yet firm. “You don’t need to worry about me. My cultivation has already reached a bottleneck. I spend most of my time refining my state of mind and attempting to break through to a higher realm. The Training Room’s assistance is of little use to me now. You can use it without any worries.”

Hearing this, Yang Jing no longer demurred. He bowed deeply once more, his voice thick with unconcealable excitement. “Thank you, Master, for this great honor!”

Bai Bing hummed in acknowledgment and gestured with her hand. “My Training Room is located behind Lingxi Great Hall. You may go there to cultivate at any time. From this day forward, there will be no time limit on your cultivation in the Training Room. You can stay for as long as you wish.”

When Yang Jing heard this, he felt a hot rush surge to his head, and his heart pounded with excitement.

‘The real thing limiting my power from soaring has never been a bottleneck in my realm, but time itself.’

The amount of time spent cultivating in the Training Room was directly tied to cultivation efficiency and the speed of one’s progress.

But now, he could stay and cultivate in a Grade-A Training Room without any time limits. His efficiency was bound to skyrocket to a shocking degree.

Previously, when he heard the sect had lifted the time limits in the Grade-A Training Rooms for the top four on the Profound Truth List and the number one prospect, Chu Yunhai, he had been incredibly envious.

That was the highest form of treatment the sect offered, a privilege every disciple dreamed of.

And now, he too possessed this special honor.

Yang Jing was already calculating in his mind. ‘For a long time to come, I’ll probably be holed up in the Training Room, fighting for every second to raise my strength.’

He suppressed the surging excitement in his heart and bowed deeply to Bai Bing, his voice steady and respectful. “Yes. Thank you, Master.”

Bai Bing looked at him and advised softly, “Cultivate well and stabilize your realm. If you encounter any difficulties in your cultivation, you can come find me in the hall at any time.”

Yang Jing bowed his head, his tone solemn. “I will take your words to heart and will not disappoint the high hopes of you and the sect, Master.”

Bai Bing nodded slightly, her tone nonchalant. “Good. You may go.”

“I shall take my leave, then.”

Yang Jing bowed again, then slowly turned and walked out of the Lingxi Great Hall.

Inside the hall, Bai Bing quietly watched Yang Jing’s retreating back, a flicker of anticipation unconsciously passing through her cool eyes.

‘I’m growing more and more curious just how far this disciple I took in halfway will go in the future.’

Yang Jing’s Martial Dao talent was undoubtedly among the very best she had ever seen, far surpassing ordinary prodigies and even exceeding that of Si Jiawen, the Senior Sister of Lingxi Peak.

But what was rarest of all was that Yang Jing lacked the arrogance, self-importance, or impatience so common among prodigies. Instead, he was down-to-earth, cultivating with a diligence that bordered on obsession.

Heaven-defying talent, paired with diligence and tenacity beyond that of an ordinary person.

The future of such a disciple was limitless.

Bai Bing was full of confidence and expectation for Yang Jing’s future.

Yang Jing walked out of the Lingxi Great Hall. The night air was cool, and moonlight bathed the peak.

Without the slightest delay, and without returning to the disciple residential area on the mountainside, he went directly around the back of the Lingxi Great Hall, heading for the private Grade-A Training Room his master had mentioned.

‘I can’t wait to experience firsthand just how astonishing the efficiency of the Xuanzhen Sect’s top Cultivation Blessed Land really is.’

The disciples on duty at the great hall’s entrance saw Yang Jing from a distance as he walked straight toward the restricted area behind the hall. Though they were puzzled, they didn’t dare to ask questions, understanding that this must be an arrangement made by the Peak Master.

Yang Jing bypassed the solemn Lingxi Great Hall and arrived at the area behind it.

Here was a flat, open plaza paved with bluestone. At the plaza’s edge was the cliff of Lingxi Peak’s summit, beyond which mist swirled amidst the vast, dark night.

And in the very center of the plaza stood a wide, solid, and imposing Training Room—the very Grade-A Training Room where Peak Master Lingxi, Bai Bing, usually cultivated.

The entire Training Room was built from massive, dark cyan stones. The patterns on its walls were simple and archaic, exuding a profound presence accumulated over the ages. It had clearly stood for many years, enduring wind and rain yet remaining as firm as a mountain.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, casting its silver glow everywhere and bathing the stone Training Room in a cool, solemn light. A mountain breeze blew in from the cliff’s edge, carrying the faint, fresh scent of plants and Spiritual Qi, brushing against his clothes and clearing his mind.

Yang Jing’s gaze swept casually over the roiling sea of clouds and the starry sky beyond the cliff, before landing firmly on the imposing Training Room before him. His heart couldn’t help but beat a little faster.

He forced down his excitement, calming his emotions as best he could, then took a steady step toward the Training Room.

Arriving before the heavy stone door, Yang Jing took another deep breath to calm himself, then raised his hands and gave a gentle push forward.

The seemingly heavy stone door opened slowly from the outside without much effort.

The moment he pushed the door open, a wave of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi so dense it was almost tangible rushed out to meet him, enveloping his entire body like a fine mist.

At the same time, a rich, potent scent of Exotic Beast Musk Aroma followed close behind, rushing into his nostrils. With each natural breath and the slight opening of his pores, it silently seeped into his body, instantly stimulating the Inner Qi in his meridians to accelerate on its own.

Yang Jing was startled, utterly stunned by the sheer density of the aroma in the Grade-A Training Room.

Even without circulating his Cultivation Technique or deliberately cultivating, the speed of his Inner Qi circulation involuntarily quickened by a significant margin under the aroma’s stimulation, far exceeding the effects of an ordinary Training Room.

Yang Jing thought no more of it. He took a step forward, walked straight into the Training Room, and completely immersed himself in the dense Primordial Qi and aroma.

He took a deep breath and suddenly caught a faint, elegant, and familiar fragrance that made his heart stir.

This fragrance was somewhat familiar, and he quickly remembered what it was.

His master had previously bestowed upon him a top-grade treasured pill, the Heart Inquiry Pill. When he had accepted it, he had smelled a similar pure and tranquil fragrance, one vastly different from the rich scent of the Exotic Beast Musk.

Yang Jing didn’t dare to dwell on it. He immediately collected his thoughts, suppressed his restlessness, and turned to slowly close the stone door.

Inside the Training Room, four fist-sized Luminous Pearls were embedded in the stone ceiling directly overhead. Their soft, pearly-white light scattered, illuminating the spacious room so brightly that every detail was visible.

Yang Jing slowly walked to one side of the Training Room, where a plain meditation cushion was placed. Next to it stood an exquisite pear-wood clothes rack, upon which was draped a plain white woman’s robe. The fabric was soft and light; a single glance told him it was left here by his master during her daily cultivation.

As he drew a little closer, that elegant, tranquil fragrance became even clearer.

Yang Jing silently took off his outer robe. After a moment’s thought, he decided against hanging his robe on the rack, instead folding it neatly and placing it on the clean floor in a corner of the Training Room.

Next, he stood quietly in place, feeling the dense aroma of Exotic Beast Musk enveloping him. The rich scent filled his nostrils, and the Inner Qi within his body stirred restlessly under the stimulation of the intangible medicinal power. However, he did not rush to begin cultivating immediately.

The difference between a Grade-A and a Grade-B Training Room was immense. Both the concentration of the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi and the potency of the aroma’s medicinal power far surpassed anything he had experienced before.

As this was his first time cultivating here, he needed to calm his mind and slowly acclimate to this immense energy to avoid acting too hastily.

Yang Jing walked slowly to the side of the meditation cushion. Instead of sitting directly on the cushion his master used, he chose to sit cross-legged on the smooth, cool bluestone slab beside it, his back straight, his posture centered and calm.

He slowly closed his eyes and entered a meditative state, beginning to regulate his breathing in a steady rhythm. With each inhale and exhale, he gradually soothed the restless Inner Qi in his body, allowing his mind to fully merge with the dense Primordial Qi around him.

About a quarter of an hour later, Yang Jing slowly opened his eyes. They were clear and peaceful; he had gradually adapted to the environment inside the Grade-A Training Room.

He raised a hand and took out the Sect Token from his robes. Then, he carefully retrieved the three porcelain vials his master had just given him, which contained two Bone Jade Pills and ten drops of Yunqiao Jade Marrow, and placed them gently on the bluestone slab beside him, arranging them properly.

After doing all this, Yang Jing stood up and walked to the center of the most spacious part of the room. He stood firm, his aura already adjusted to its optimal state.

His heart was filled with excitement and anticipation, his eyes gleaming with eagerness. He couldn’t wait to personally verify just how astonishing the cultivation efficiency of the Xuanzhen Sect’s top-tier Grade-A Training Room could be.