I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives

Chapter 573 - 462: Mortal Realm’s Limit

In just a few breaths, it had already healed almost completely, leaving only a faint scar, which would disappear without a trace in no time.

Shi Qiu Daoist’s face showed a trace of bitterness, and he spoke slowly:

"Heavenly Sword!"

He had painstakingly studied for years, putting in countless efforts to tailor a swordsmanship for Li Changkong, thinking it could match him in battle, but unexpectedly, today it was broken by Li Changkong’s disciple.

Yuan Ji nodded slightly, speaking calmly: "Not bad, but regrettably, this sword is not perfect. After you reach perfection, you may come to the Bluestone Valley to find me!"

After saying this, he didn’t look at Shi Qiu Daoist again and ignored the frightened and reverent gazes of the surrounding Qian Yuan Daoist Sect disciples. His boots stepped on the shattered stairs, making a crisp sound, and he slowly walked down the mountain.

"Just leaving like that?"

The disciples of Qian Yuan Daoist Sect looked at each other, filled with shock and relief, yet not one dared to step forward to stop him.

The terrifying combat strength of Yuan Ji had long been deeply imprinted in their hearts; he was an existence akin to a demon god, who would dare to confront him?

...

Time slowly passed, and in the blink of an eye, half a year had gone by.

During this half-year, Yuan Ji traversed every corner of the Southern Heaven Domain, seeking out and defeating every Grandmaster-level expert on the Heavenly Rankings!

With his perfect outer realm cultivation, he swept through the Southern Domain without an opponent; each battle was fought with earth-shattering impacts, changing the landscape, completely shocking the entire martial world.

The latest Heavenly Rankings released by the Cyan Dragon Association prominently featured Yuan Ji’s name in second place, just below the Demon Lord Li Changkong, known in the martial world as — Sage Fist!

Sage Fist Yuan Ji, with his outer realm body surpassing the Grandmasters, became another legend in the Southern Heaven, an existence revered and admired by countless people in the martial world.

...

At the deepest part of the Bluestone Mountains, shrouded in mist, the Primordial Qi was so dense it almost became tangible, transforming into strands of white fog that flowed and entwined through the valleys.

This place was no longer the ordinary valley it was fifteen years ago, transformed by Chen Sheng’s supreme power, demarcated as a forbidden area through the use of the conceptual framework encompassing tens of thousands of miles.

Amidst it, countless Dao Principles remained firm as iron, and the Primordial Qi was purer than Immortal Brew.

A tall figure broke through the clouds and mist, walking slowly, it was Yuan Ji who had just swept through the Southern Heaven and returned.

He wore simple white attire, his aura already restrained to the extreme, but the invincible momentum honed through countless battles still resembled an unsheathed sharp sword.

Outside the valley, an elderly figure had been waiting, it was Mi Youdao.

Seeing Yuan Ji’s figure, Mi Youdao dared not show the slightest negligence, hastily bowing and saluting respectfully:

"Subordinate Mi Youdao, pay respects to Third Master!"

Yuan Ji’s steps paused slightly, his eyes flashed with a hint of gentleness.

Mi Youdao and Li Changkong were both elders by his big brother Chen Sheng’s side. Over the years, they often guided him and Yuan Ba in practicing martial arts and refining their fist intent, and to him, they were also considered mentors.

He nodded slightly, speaking with a bit more courtesy: "Master Mi, you are too polite, no need for formalities, is Master Li not here?"

Mi Youdao bowed and replied: "Reporting to Third Master, the Lord recently ordered Li Brother to handle some affairs in the martial world and he has not yet returned."

Yuan Ji gently nodded, asked no more questions, and proceeded to walk towards the deeper part of the valley.

As soon as he entered the valley’s range, his blood and qi surged around him, and his bones emitted a series of popping sounds. His flesh and blood changed dramatically and expanded.

In just a breath, he transformed into a ten-zhang tall White Tiger, with snow-white fur that was as crystalline as glazed, in whose amber vertical pupils flickered a calmness and sharpness honed through countless battles.

Transformed into his true White Tiger form, Yuan Ji’s steps were steady, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly, yet he precisely avoided the different spirit grasses and woods in the valley.

He slowly walked into the dense clouds, his figure gradually hidden, leaving only a vague white silhouette that soon disappeared.

Deeper in the valley, the mist grew thicker, and the Spiritual Qi became even more pure.

On a broad platform, two large White Tiger figures lay there leisurely, they were the Tiger Mother and Yuan Ba.

A faint golden halo surrounded their bodies, with an aura that was abundant and deep, having already cultivated to the twelfth layer of the White Tiger Purgatory Technique, successfully advancing to the Inner Realm.

The fluctuations of their Inner Realm were smooth and harmonious, evidently having long solidified their realm, with unfathomable combat strength.

Who would have thought that the Sage Fist Yuan Ji, having unmatched victories outside and defeating all of the Heavenly Rankings Grandmasters, would be the one with the least comprehension, the lowest cultivation, and the weakest battle strength back in this Bluestone Valley.

It was for this reason that, after consulting with his big brother Chen Sheng, he chose to go out to challenge the world heroes, to nurture the Dao with each battle.

Defeating all the heroes under the heavens, nurturing a unique invincible potential, and through it comprehending the profound mystery of the Unity of Heaven and Man, breaking through bottlenecks, and advancing to the Inner Realm.

Upon sensing Yuan Ji’s presence, the Tiger Mother and Yuan Ba instantly opened their eyes, two beams of golden light flashed, and their bodies moved, already arriving in front of Yuan Ji.

Using their massive heads, they gently rubbed against Yuan Ji’s body and limbs, their actions affectionate and gentle.

Yuan Ji also showed none of his external majesty, only familial closeness, intimately rubbing against them.

The Tiger Mother keenly sensed the burgeoning invincible momentum on Yuan Ji and the surging qi and blood, along with the sublimating martial arts will within him. A hint of satisfaction flashed in her amber vertical pupils, and her deep voice echoed in the valley:

"Third Son, it seems your outing this time was quite fruitful!"

"Hmm."

Yuan Ji nodded lightly:

"Having defeated all the Heavenly Rankings Grandmasters this time, I have found the opportunity to break through, just need to refine a little more time, advancing to the Inner Realm will be a natural thing."

Yuan Ba spoke in a muffled voice, his eyes full of approval: