A month later. Dawn on Miracle Island.

Ye Lingchen remained in the forest. He held a ginseng in his hand and there seemed to be mixed feelings in his eyes.

That ginseng was the target of Little Foxie's first steal and it was also the best-growing ginseng in the entire farm. With Ye Lingchen's special care, the plant had reached almost 120 years old.

To eat or not to eat? That was the question.

As he weighed his options, Ye Lingchen could not help but glance at Little Foxie next to him. It was holding the herbs with its front limbs and was munching away happily. Those herbs seemed to taste really good, so why not give it a try?

At that point, the little fox slurped up the herbs as if they were noodles and swung its tail from left to right. Spiritual energy enveloped its entire body, adding sheen to its fur and producing a dense aura.

It was none other than Ye Lingchen who taught it that cultivation method. Its strong sense of spiritual energy could likely be attributed to its lifetime diet of herbs. It attained a higher level after only a little guidance from Ye Lingchen and it was much stronger than Little Gray and Little Green.

In the past, Little Green and Little Gray were trained by Ye Lingchen since they were young, so it took about half a month before they could be in tune with their aura. Even at present, they could only absorb very little of it.

Old Tortoise and giant python were only able to master a little bit of Qi techniques by chance. Although Old Tortoise's cultivation had improved a lot under Ye Lingchen's tutelage, it was still not as good as Little Foxie.

His advanced Animal Taming skill enabled him to guide animals in cultivation. Although they were only able to learn the simplest method of drawing Qi, Little Foxie's progress was extremely noticeable and very natural, as if it did not need a teacher.

The little guy was too smart! It was definitely a cultivation genius in the animal world.

No harm trying then!

Ye Lingchen's gaze sank slightly and he displayed a determined look.

During the past month, his cultivation difficulty has increased because the speed of martial arts training has slowed down significantly. He was aware of the hidden dangers in Hell's Gates and practiced his Kungfu every day. It was by far his most diligent period of cultivation. The Eight Extremities Brute Training had reached the 49th posture, while the spiritual essence in his body was compressed to about 20% already. At the same time, his cultivation speed had also suffered a tremendous drop.

According to Ye Lingchen's estimation, the Eight Extremities Brute Training's 50th posture would be a hurdle. Even if he managed to strike it, he could only maintain it for no more than three seconds!

The ginseng was dry to his palate and a bitterness soon filled his mouth. Ye Lingchen frowned because of that, but he continued chewing without pause and devoured the entire ginseng plant quickly.

The next moment, Ye Lingchen could sense a distinct flow of burning heat rising from his abdomen. It then surged into his entire body, heating up his entire body and pushing it close to boiling point.

Phew—

Ye Lingchen let out a long sigh of relief. He closed all the pores in his body to prevent any leakage of the ginseng.

Inhale, exhale!

Ye Lingchen's head faced downward as he went into the 49th posture. His body swelled rapidly, turning red like a soldering iron, while his bones began producing a cracking, scalp-numbing sound.

Five minutes later, he sweated profusely with bursts of smoke rising from his head.

Damn! The medicinal effects were so strong, but where did all of it go when the white fox ate it?

Ye Lingchen focused his mind and quickly guided the spiritual energy. He compressed the remaining 20% ​​inner force, and in that short period of time, managed to compress it down to 15%.

Compress! He had to continue compressing it!

Ye Lingchen's body swelled and shrunk from time to time. The ginseng's spiritual energy was used up rapidly, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flowed like a network of rivers reaching for the sea. Ye Lingchen utilized it quickly, with the strong wind blowing the trees in the forest and making the trees rustle.

Half an hour later, the little fox who had been sitting next to Ye Lingchen let out a cry. It leaped up quickly and quickly climbed onto a big tree trunk.

Boom!

An explosive sound was then produced around Ye Lingchen. The wind became like a knife, turning into a wind blade and slicing past everything around it. From the outside, it looked like a small tornado, but the wind blade sliced against the stones around him and left deep scratches in them!

"Only ten percent left!"

Ye Lingchen opened his eyes and they lit up in joy.

He had compressed it too severely on that occasion and that was met with the rebound of his inner force. A brief inattentiveness brought about some turbulence in his spiritual energy, but from another perspective, it also happened to be a reflection of the increase in his strength.

"Squeak!"

Little Fox bared its teeth at Ye Lingchen and squeaked from the top of the tree. Its fur was disheveled and it seemed to be complaining.

"What kind of constitution do you have, exactly?" Ye Lingchen looked at the white fox curiously. It had been proven that the spiritual energy contained in the herb was unbelievably formidable. Although it was good for cultivation, there was no way for him to take it all in one shot, otherwise his body would not be able to withstand it all. On the contrary, Little Foxie was so awesome that it actually treated those herbs as food.

By the time he went back to the set, everyone had already started working. Drawing Sword's filming progressed smoothly, and most of the work was already completed after just over a month.

It did not surprise anyone when they saw Ye Lingchen coming over. They all knew that Ye Lingchen had been cultivating martial arts in the forest and even the group of animals around him were being trained every day.

"Everyone has already gotten in the groove, so we'll try to finish it in another month." Ye Lingchen smiled at everyone.

"Lingchen, aren't we going to have a ceremony?" Xiao Feifei could not help but ask.

Ye Lingchen shook his head, "How many people are currently aware of our show? Why bother with the ceremony."

Xiao Feifei replied, "We could at least do it for the sake of it. Ceremonies to mark the start and end of filming is a kind of process too."

Apart from relying on the original 'fateful battle' poster, there was not much official publicity for Drawing Sword. Many people did not know that such a television series even existed.

Ye Lingchen shrugged and said nonchalantly, "It doesn't really matter if you skip this kind of formality."

Xiao Feifei smiled and answered, "I'll follow your instructions."

If the ritual really was useful, why was there any reason to have a director? Instead of paying so much attention to all that fancy stuff, it was better to concentrate on filming the show to completion.

"Cut!"

Ye Lingchen said all of a sudden. "The expression of emotion is all wrong. One more time!"

"Three.

"Two.

"One.

"ACTION!"

Ye Lingchen entered his working mode. He had high requirements for actors, and strived for perfection in every shot. Even the warriors from the Warrior's Department strived to do their very best.

"Stop!

"Nope. Again!

"Stop. One more time!

"Stop!

"Still not enough! Too gentle!

"Don't you know how to scold them? Are you getting ready to have tea with them when they're barging into your home?

"Again!"

That one scene was filmed repeatedly until they were satisfied.

None of them at the scene dared to complain though. The warriors from the Warrior's Department behaved better after a month, since disobedience was strictly not tolerated. Bruises and swollen faces were considered mild punishment. Ye Lingchen never even needed to do anything because Li Jing's punches were enough to make them scream...