A Farmer's Journey To Immortality-Chapter 434: Druid’s Blessings + Neural Link Fabric

Aksai remained seated in meditation long after the Druid's Blessing bestowment had concluded.

His body was still, his breathing steady, but his mind was entirely focused on what was happening within his Soul Space.

Something unusual, something he hadn't seen before, was unfolding, demanding his attention.

Within his mind, a spectral manifestation of himself appeared, standing above the surface of his Soul Space to observe the phenomenon.

Aksai's Soul Space was desolate yet boringly beautiful, resembling a boundless blue sea stretching under a limitless, cloudless blue sky.

This tranquil scene was the embodiment of his soul—the blue waters representing his Soul Essence and the endless sky symbolizing his Soul Sense, which, until now, remained dormant.

Ever since progressing in his Aether cultivation, subtle changes had occurred. Clusters of purple strands shimmered amidst the blue sea, indicating that his Soul Essence had been partially baptized by Aether energy.

Although the sea hadn't fully transformed into purple, these strands clearly showed that Aksai was walking the path of Soul cultivation—or Aether cultivation, as it was often called.

But this wasn't why he had entered his Soul Space. His gaze was drawn to something far more unexpected: a massive stele rising from the depths of the sea.

Hovering above the bluish-purple waters, Aksai looked down at the towering structure. It was unlike anything he'd ever seen in his Soul Space. It seemed that the stele had been immersed deep within the blue sea, hidden deep within his soul.

The stele stood hundreds of meters tall, slim but imposing. From his vantage point at the base, he looked minuscule in comparison.

The surface of the stele was intricate and mechanical, resembling a printed circuit board (PCB). Thin, glowing pathways crisscrossed its surface, and arcs of blue and purple lightning flickered around it, giving it the appearance of a living construct.

"What… is this?" Aksai murmured to himself, floating closer, his eyes wide with astonishment.

As he drew nearer, he noticed that chains of Essence Equation runes—similar to those that had bound his body during the blessing ceremony—were now crawling up the stele's surface, wrapping it like ivy.

"These runes… the Druid's Blessings..." he whispered, watching with both awe and concern.

"Wait a minute…. This… I know what this is!"

The realization struck him like a bolt of lightning. This stele wasn't just some random manifestation—it was a representation of his neural link fabric.

Aksai's heart raced as he pieced it together. The Druid's Blessings weren't just enhancing his soul; they were interacting with the neural link fabric in a way he hadn't anticipated.

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The circuit-like stele, with its glowing runes and flashing lightning, was proof that the Blessings were actively modifying his neural link fabric.

As the runes continued climbing the stele, sparks began to fly. The energy within his Soul Space intensified, crackling with power.

"Aargh!"

Suddenly, a sharp pain lanced through his head, like someone driving a screwdriver into his brain through his ear. Aksai gritted his teeth, clutching the sides of his head in his spectral form. The pain was intense, but he forced himself to endure it, refusing to look away from the transformation.

The layout of the circuit board on the stele began to shift, its glowing pathways rearranging themselves in real time. The runes, birthed from the Druid's Blessings, were rewriting the fabric, optimizing it—yet Aksai couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"This... isn't just a modification," he muttered through clenched teeth. "It's a complete overhaul."

As the transformation progressed, the stele began to shrink. The towering structure that once seemed unshakable was condensing, its intricate design becoming more compact.

The arcs of lightning surrounding it diminished, becoming thinner and less chaotic.

"What… What is happening here?" Aksai's voice trembled with both confusion and worry.

His gaze remained fixed on the shrinking stele, unable to tear himself away.

"Damn it… I hope this is not the worst case scenario."

He feared that the Druid's Blessings saw his neural link fabric as a foreign anomaly, something unnatural in the world of cultivation—a defect that needed to be corrected or worse, eradicated.

After all, the neural link fabric didn't belong in this world. It was a product of his past life, a cutting-edge technology from a certain blue planet. It shouldn't have existed in a world governed by Spirit essence and ancient cultivation techniques.

Aksai's mind raced with possibilities. What if the Blessings reject it? What if they erase it entirely?

His heart pounded in his chest. The neural link fabric was more than just a tool. It was his advantage, something that had given him the edge time and time again.

If he lost it now, he'd lose more than just a piece of himself—he'd lose his ability to calculate, strategize, and survive in the unforgiving world of cultivation.

It could be said that one of the reasons why Aksai could pursue such a diverse and all-encompassing path of cultivation was because of the neural link fabric. Without it, he wasn't confident in pursuing Spirit, body and Aether cultivation paths at the same time.

As such, Aksai watched the process vigilantly. If the druid blessings were indeed trying to get rid of the neural link fabric, he would ask Velia to take them all back.

He would rather have no blessings if it came at the price of separating himself from the only cheat-like ability he had that was genuinely his to claim.

However, Aksai's patience paid off. Soon, he found out what was happening.

"No… I was being paranoid for no reason," he whispered, trying to steady his thoughts. "The Blessings aren't destroying it… they're refining it."

He took a breath of relief, watching as the process continued. The sparks dimmed, and the stele's surface began to glow with a softer, steadier light. The runes etched into the structure pulsed rhythmically, merging with the circuit-like pathways in perfect harmony.

The pain in his head began to subside. Aksai took slow, deliberate breaths, regaining his focus.

Despite the overwhelming energy and the fear gnawing at the edges of his mind, he realized something.

The Blessings were accepting the neural link fabric.