The Clan Master Can’t possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 113: Chapter 113 How Can Cultivators Have a Fear of Heights, A New Trouble

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Misty Peak summit.

Qiao Jiaxi finally woke up.

“Why am I lying in a wooden barrel, shouldn’t I be on the ground?”

Qiao Jiaxi instinctively jumped out of the barrel, and discovered that his whole body was filled with strength, seemingly increased by thirty percent compared to before he lost consciousness.

“Do you feel like you’ve become stronger?” Ye Feng, sitting in a lounge chair with his legs crossed, eating a watermelon, asked.

Qiao Jiaxi nodded, “Sect Leader, I’ve found that my strength has greatly increased. If I continue to cultivate in the same way as today, I should be able to endure for a longer time.”

Ye Feng said, “The training tasks will increase each day; it can’t always stay the same. Cultivation itself is about constantly breaking one’s own limits. If you always stick to past standards, how would you improve?”

Qiao Jiaxi had an instant realization: “I will continue the strenuous training…”

“Wait!” Ye Feng stopped Qiao Jiaxi, “Fainting once a day is enough; any more than that would actually affect your foundation. After all, cultivation also requires a balanced approach, to proceed step by step.”

“What should the disciple do next then?”

“Immovable as a mountain, the Great Stillness Technique!” Ye Feng articulated eight characters.

Upon hearing these words, Qiao Jiaxi felt as if he were facing a towering peak, and he himself seemed to have transformed from a person into a mountain, unshakable regardless of the winds and rains.

“Please teach me, Sect Leader,” Qiao Jiaxi said respectfully.

Ye Feng pointed to the open space ahead and said, “Stand on the open ground, maintain a natural standing posture, close your eyes, enter a thoughtless state, completely relax your body and mind, and gradually immerse yourself in nature. At that time, you should consider yourself as nothingness.”

This was a method Ye Feng had devised based on his understanding of existing spells, primarily to calm Qiao Jiaxi’s mind and prevent distracting thoughts, a more sophisticated approach than when he initially guided Mo Ying in cultivating Sword Qi.

Qiao Jiaxi immediately did as instructed.

His hands hung down naturally, he stood as steady as a pine or a cypress, his eyes closed naturally, not thinking about anything, always maintaining silence.

Before long, Qiao Jiaxi fell asleep while standing!

Seeing this, Ye Feng raised his eyebrows. With a wave of his hand, Qiao Jiaxi was flung up into the air by the Heroic Spirit Power and then rapidly fell downward.

“Ah!”

Qiao Jiaxi immediately awoke with a cry of alarm.

Ye Feng didn’t bother with him and let Qiao Jiaxi fall from a height of more than ten meters.

In the face of danger, Qiao Jiaxi realized his physique was strong. He quickly adjusted his posture, and the moment his feet hit the ground, he began to absorb the impact. He rolled once on the ground but was unharmed.

“Sect Leader, your disciple acknowledges his mistake.”

“Where did you go wrong?”

“The disciple was to enter a thoughtless state, not to fall asleep. I will continue to seek understanding and not bring shame upon you.”

Hearing this, Ye Feng fell silent for a moment and then said, “You’re not bringing me shame. In the path of cultivation, what one ultimately cultivates is oneself. Whether it is done well or poorly, what does that have to do with me?”

That being said, Ye Feng, using the Heroic Spirit Power, elevated both himself and Qiao Jiaxi until they reached a height of several thousand meters.

The knife-like cold wind struck, and Qiao Jiaxi shivered.

“Cultivate the Great Stillness Technique here,” Ye Feng instructed.

Qiao Jiaxi looked down and saw that the peak below had become very small, and Whitefloat City could be seen in the distance, his natural fear of heights making him tremble.

“You’re afraid of heights?” Ye Feng asked.

“Yes,” Qiao Jiaxi admitted, embarrassed.

“For a cultivator who fears heights, how would you manage to fly? Imagine being a Sword Immortal who can ascend tens of thousands of miles into the sky at a single thought. If you are afraid of heights, wouldn’t you just fall straight down?”

Ye Feng paused briefly, then continued to add, “When cultivating the Quiet Heart Technique, how can one enter a state of No-Thought if there is fear in the heart? The so-called No-Thought can also be described as being without fear, fright, sadness, or joy.”

Having finished speaking, Ye Feng left Qiao Jiaxi in the sky and descended by himself.