Why would the same cultivation technique, practiced at the same pace, produce such completely different effects?

“This energy that nourishes the blood and meridians clearly far surpasses the ultimate that ‘Xiao Fen Jue’ can produce. In other words, there must be some external force that has elevated ‘Xiao Fen Jue’, or some external force is generating this nourishing energy through ‘Xiao Fen Jue’!”

Edward Benson’s mind raced, quickly coming up with a reasonable explanation.

However, the place of cultivation was exactly the same as before, and there was no fluctuation of energy in the surroundings.

Edward Benson couldn’t help but search himself, but apart from a few pieces of broken silver, he had almost nothing of value on him.

Strange, very strange!

When something is out of the ordinary, there must be something odd about it.

But in the end, it was a good thing. Although Edward Benson was suspicious, he struck while the iron was hot, greedily absorbing this mysterious energy, continuously strengthening his body, nourishing his blood, and nurturing his meridians.

To his delight, this dreamlike, fiery energy, after just one hour of cultivation, was almost equivalent to a month of hard work under normal circumstances!

It was like a great pie falling from the sky!

Edward Benson forcibly suppressed his inner ecstasy, focused all his attention, and repeatedly activated ‘Xiao Fen Jue’. One cycle, two cycles, three cycles...

After ‘Xiao Fen Jue’ had circulated through Edward Benson’s body for a full forty-nine cycles, all the blood and meridians in his body began to resonate, and layers of sweat, like grime, slowly oozed out to the surface of his skin, only to be instantly burned away by that fiery energy!

At this moment, Edward Benson was filled with joy, his bones and meridians seemingly singing with delight.

He never would have imagined that, in just one night, the ‘Xiao Fen Jue’ that had previously lost all effect would suddenly break through without warning, officially stepping into the fourth stage of Mortal Refinement!

Among the younger generation of the The Benson Family, there were quite a few disciples at the third stage of Mortal Refinement. Even Henry Benson, though still young, had already reached the third stage.

But breaking through to the fourth stage was a major hurdle.

In the nine stages of Mortal Refinement, every three stages marked a significant barrier. From the third to the fourth, and from the sixth to the seventh—these were all major hurdles.

And from the peak of the ninth stage to condensing the Dao Seed and forging the Dao Foundation was an even greater challenge. Out of a hundred cultivators, perhaps not even one could succeed.

Yet Edward Benson had broken through to the fourth stage of Mortal Refinement in just one night. Among the younger generation of the The Benson Family, he now stood head and shoulders above the rest!

At his normal cultivation speed, even if he obtained the advanced technique ‘Da Fen Jue’, it would likely take half a year to a year to break through to the fourth stage. If things didn’t go smoothly, it could even take two years.

As the saying goes, “the poor study literature, the rich practice martial arts.” If he couldn’t obtain an advanced technique, no matter how hard he worked, unless he relied on external aids like taking elixirs, he would have little hope of breaking through. Otherwise, no matter how talented he was, he would never advance in his lifetime.

Looking up at the window, he saw the first light of dawn in the east.

Unknowingly, he had cultivated through the entire night.

“The life of a martial artist is truly insane!”

A sleepless night—in his previous life, he would have been as listless as a frostbitten eggplant. But now, Edward Benson was full of energy, feeling a vibrant vitality throughout his body.

Feeling joyful in both body and mind, Edward Benson stood up and opened the window.

The morning breeze was slightly intoxicating, making Edward Benson feel even more refreshed.

Looking far to the east, he saw a red sun rising on the horizon. The rising sun always gives people a sense of positivity and hope.

Edward Benson was no exception, feeling the majestic aura of the rising sun. Suddenly, the sunlight transformed into a ball of red light and shot straight into his mind.

In the next moment, a golden light appeared in Edward Benson’s mind.

Edward Benson almost thought he was hallucinating, but soon realized it was not an illusion.

Within the golden light, a golden scroll seemed to lie in the river of time like an ancient heavenly tome, radiating a mysterious aura that was deeply shocking both visually and spiritually.

Edward Benson was greatly astonished.

This scroll was not unfamiliar to him. The last memory of his previous life was related to this scroll. At that time, he was in his old rural home, flipping through this ancestral scroll, when a fire accidentally broke out. As the flames engulfed him, the scroll emitted the same enchanting and sacred light.

The only difference was, back then the scroll was in his hands; now, it was imprinted in his mind.

“Could it be that my overnight breakthrough wasn’t due to ‘Xiao Fen Jue’ at all? Was it actually the work of this scroll?”

With a little thought, Edward Benson became even more convinced of this deduction.

This scroll, in the midst of the fire, seemed to be reborn from the flames, radiating a sacred light. This showed that the scroll itself was born of fire and rebirth.

And ‘Xiao Fen Jue’ was also a classic fire-attribute technique.

Combine the two, and the answer was obvious!

This unexpected discovery was undoubtedly a huge surprise.

So what if the family didn’t value him? So what if they withheld cultivation resources? So what if they didn’t give him cultivation techniques?

Edward Benson was no fool. Although he couldn’t yet comprehend the full picture of the scroll, he could see the big from the small. Even before the scroll had fully revealed its power, it had already allowed his cultivation to break through overnight.