RNP Chapter 287 Three people went into seclusion, and people from Qingyun arrived.
Chapter 287 Three people went into seclusion, and people from Qingyun arrived.
Chapter 287 Three people went into seclusion, and people from Qingyun arrived.
"Aunt, I survived a calamity during the Heavenly Tribulation and managed to comprehend a trace of the true meaning of Thunder Spirit. This allowed me to make further progress in the application of Crystal Marrow, which is why Crystal Liquid was generated."
Chen Yi offered a brief explanation.
In fact, as early as when he was summoning Leifeng, Leijing Marrow Liquid had already been generated in his body, but at that time the quantity was scarce and the quality was not as good as it is now.
This time, by enduring ten heavenly tribulations and being baptized by countless tribulation lightning bolts, not only did his physical body break free of its shackles, but the quality of the lightning crystal marrow within his body also underwent a qualitative leap.
The upper limit jumped directly from 300 strands to over 500 strands.
Although the current stock is small, this is only a matter of time.
Xuan Yin Zhenjun went to great lengths to help him achieve Nascent Soul, even risking a life-or-death struggle with Qingyun Patriarch. This sacrifice was comparable to Ning Bu'er's. Chen Yi saw it all and remembered it, so naturally he wouldn't be stingy with his own efforts now.
Xuan Yin Zhenjun stared at the pale golden liquid, his throat bobbing slightly.
"Transcending a tribulation can significantly boost your Thunder Spirit Body Refinement cultivation? This is the first time I've ever heard of such a thing."
She took a deep breath, suppressing her shock, and her gaze towards Chen Yi completely changed.
It's no longer the loving gaze one gives to a junior, but rather the look of someone looking at a rising star, a monster-like figure.
"Anyway, Xiao Chen, congratulations!"
She finally showed a genuine smile.
I thought that helping Chen Yi this time was a long-term investment, which might take a hundred or two hundred years before I could get a return on my investment after the kid had grown up.
Unexpectedly, the reward came so quickly and so intensely.
The fact that he could produce Thunder Crystal Essence so easily shows that this kid's Thunder Spirit Body Refinement level is far more unfathomable than he has shown.
This explains why he was able to survive the monstrous tenth tribulation.
Judging from his defensive capabilities alone, this kid will probably catch up to me in a few decades!
Xuan Yin Zhenjun secretly made his own plans, but he no longer showed any politeness.
"Aunt Xuan Yin, I wonder if you need this?" Chen Yi asked again, extending his hand slightly forward.
"Ahem~"
Xuan Yin Zhenjun coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, and an unnatural blush appeared on his originally pale cheeks.
"If it were anything else, it wouldn't matter. But this thing happens to be useful to me."
This time, she did not refuse.
In her battle against the Qingyun Ancestor, she got serious.
Although the Nine Yin Demon Flame is domineering, it inflicts a thousand damages on the enemy but also eight hundred on itself.
At this moment, her meridians were filled with violent, extremely yin energy, causing her not only excruciating physical pain but also constant erosion of her soul.
If one relies on self-treatment, it would take at least several years of hard work, and it is very easy to leave hidden injuries that could hinder one's future path.
However, with the help of a divine substance like Thunder Crystal Marrow Liquid, which is extremely yang and strong, yin and yang can be harmonized, minimizing the negative effects on the body.
If the quantity and quality are sufficient, it might be possible to take this opportunity to transform the Nine Yin Demon Flame and elevate its supernatural power to a new level!
"I do need this."
Xuan Yin Zhenjun spoke frankly, his gaze intense.
"However, this amount is just a drop in the ocean, but it's already good enough. It can be used on my nascent soul to quickly help me restore a portion of my original essence."
She looked at the "swipe" of liquid in Chen Yi's palm. Although she longed for it, she also knew that it was precious and rare, and that having even a little bit of it was already a stroke of good fortune.
As she spoke, Xuan Yin Zhenjun extended her slender jade hand, her demonic energy receding from her palm, and cautiously reached into Chen Yi's palm.
Ning Bu'er watched the whole thing with a smile, without saying a word.
The fact that Chen Yi was willing to give his master such a precious thing is enough to show that Chen Yi recognized her and her master.
This is what it feels like to be a family.
However, just as Xuan Yin Zhenjun's fingertips were about to touch Chen Yi's palm.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle—!
A sudden, even more intense crackling sound of electricity rang out.
"My God! There are still so many?!"
Xuan Yin Zhenjun exclaimed in surprise and instinctively withdrew his hand.
In Chen Yi's palm, the pale golden liquid that had been just a trace suddenly gushed out like a spring.
A brilliant golden light shone forth, and Razer snakes danced wildly.
In the blink of an eye, the Thunder Crystal Marrow Liquid gathered into a small puddle, almost filling half of Chen Yi's palm, and was even dripping between his fingers, emitting a terrifying aura that made people's scalps tingle.
If the quantity is small, she can easily accept it thanks to her superior cultivation.
However, if she were to touch such a quantity rashly, even if she were in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, she would likely be struck numb by the extreme Yang lightning.
"So many, are they all for me?"
Xuan Yin Zhenjun pointed at Chen Yi's "arrogance" in the palm of his hand, his voice even changing slightly.
This isn't delivering medicine; it's practically delivering a miniature minefield!
Chen Yi looked at the lightning dancing in his palm and nodded with a smile: "I'll pay back some interest first to thank my aunt for her righteous help this time. Without my aunt, I wouldn't have been able to form this Nascent Soul."
If Auntie's demand is high, we'll go to that auspicious place called Yin Lei Feng again in a couple of years, and then I'll get you more."
"good!"
Xuan Yin Zhenjun's eyes instantly brightened like stars, and he was in a great mood.
At that moment, all the pain seemed to lessen somewhat. She finally saw the real reward for her efforts.
No wonder that girl, who has known this guy for so many years, was willing to die for him.
The effort put into this kid has yielded substantial results!
Xuan Yin Zhenjun was in a great mood, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Chen Yi, but she suddenly felt troubled.
This Thunder Crystal Marrow Liquid is too violent and pure to be swallowed directly; it must be guided into the body by external force.
If it was only a little bit, she would simply wrap it with demonic energy.
But this quantity—
The image of Ning Bu'er healing her injuries involuntarily surfaced in her mind.
The best way to absorb these Thunder Crystal Marrow Liquids most efficiently and safely is to have Chen Yi personally press these liquids onto her major acupoints, and even—the location of her dantian—just like Bu Er did.
Xuan Yin Zhenjun's gaze swept over Chen Yi's large hand, which was still dripping with golden lightning liquid, and then he looked down at his own flat stomach.
Although people from the martial arts world are said to be unconventional and that this is the most efficient and safest way to live.
But there's something wrong with it.
The next moment, Xuan Yin slightly raised her eyelids and saw Chen Yi move slightly, his voice low: "Auntie, I'm sorry."
Before she could finish speaking, a warm and strong hand had already grasped her fair wrist.
Chen Yi placed his fingertips on the Taiyuan acupoint, channeling his magical power.
A fine, crackling sound of electricity suddenly erupted.
Chen Yi forcibly compressed the Thunder Crystal Marrow Liquid into strands, pushing it inch by inch along the meridians of his wrist.
pain.
Excruciating pain.
It's like countless red-hot knives are slowly scraping along the inner wall of the blood vessel.
Even though Xuan Yin Zhenjun had roamed the cultivation world for hundreds of years and had seen countless storms, his eyelids twitched wildly at this moment, and fine beads of sweat instantly seeped from his nose on his cold and beautiful face.
She forced a groan, even managing a mocking smile to distract herself from the pain: "Xiao Chen, isn't this a bit of a roundabout way of doing things?"
Xuan Yin's voice trembled slightly, yet carried a hint of the unbridled arrogance unique to demonic cultivators: "Transfer it little by little from your wrist to your dantian. This lightning spirit travels through all the meridians of your body. Do you think there's too much lightning crystal marrow fluid to use, or do you want to torture your aunt to death?"
She straightened her posture slightly, glanced down at her flat stomach, and said with a half-smile, "If you're going to enter the inner dantian, why not just go straight to it? Pressing it here would be much easier, wouldn't it?"
Chen Yi's hand froze.
The lightning bolts that were being steadily emitted from his fingertips trembled.
Press directly on the lower abdomen?
That is the gateway to the dantian and qi sea, the most private and important place for cultivators.
If it were just an ordinary doctor and patient, it wouldn't be a problem, but the person in front of them is Bu Er's aunt, and also a female cultivator of unparalleled beauty.
Chen Yiqian chuckled, his gaze drifting, avoiding Xuan Yin's eyes that seemed to see right through people: "We're of different generations, it's really inconvenient."
"Please be patient a little longer, Aunt. Taking shortcuts would only disrupt proper etiquette."
What's more, Ning Bu'er was right there watching with wide eyes.
Chen Yi glanced at the girl standing quietly to the side out of the corner of his eye.
In front of Bu Er, press her master's lower abdomen?
The scene was too beautiful for him to imagine.
Of course, even if Ning Bu'er isn't there, this shouldn't be done.
If this precedent is set, how will the hierarchy be determined in the future?
The cultivators of this era didn't care about this, but Chen Yi was still a man of propriety in his previous life, and even if he acted recklessly, he would never be with his master and disciple.
Chen Yi muttered to himself, but he increased the control over his hands, trying to make the flow of the lightning liquid more stable, so as to alleviate Xuan Yin's pain.
"You are quite polite."
Xuan Yin gave a soft snort and did not insist any further.
"It's just a hardship for my old bones to suffer this foreign torment."
Despite her complaints, her body cooperated fully, actively opening her meridians and allowing the violent and vibrant thunderous power to penetrate her.
A little physical pain is nothing compared to the great opportunity to repair one's foundation and even go further.
She's lived this long; she can still keep track of these things.
only----
Looking at the upright and righteous young man in front of him, Xuan Yin felt a strange thought rise in his mind.
This kid has pretty good self-control.
As an elder, I can't really do something like stealing a man from my apprentice.
What kind of behavior is that?
If word gets out, will the Nine Yin lineage still have any face?
Ning Bu'er, standing to the side, witnessed the entire interaction between the two.
Seeing that Chen Yi was willing to expend more magic power and go through more trouble to keep his distance from his master in order to consider her feelings, she felt as if she had been given a spoonful of honey, which made her feel sweet.
But when Ning Bu'er's gaze fell on Xuan Yin's slightly pale lips, he felt a pang of heartache.
Her master had shown her immense kindness, yet now she had to endure such torment in order to heal her wounds.
"actually----"
Ning Bu'er leaned forward slightly, her voice soft: "We demonic cultivators don't concern ourselves with these empty rules. Physical appearances are merely tools for cultivation."
She looked at Chen Yi, her eyes clear and open: "As long as Master's injuries can be healed, I will have no objections if Master agrees."
Chen Yi's hand trembled, and he almost failed to press down on Xuan Yin's pulse point.
This girl has suddenly become quite magnanimous.
Xuan Yin was also taken aback, then rolled his eyes at his disciple, annoyed: "Little girl, you think you're all grown up now? You even dare to tease your master?"
"No, no, I wouldn't dare."
Ning Bu'er covered her mouth and chuckled, instantly lightening the somewhat somber atmosphere.
Taking advantage of this moment, Chen Yi held his breath and focused his mind, speeding up his movements.
The Thunder Crystal Marrow Liquid transformed into a surging hot current, finally breaking through layers of meridian barriers and flowing into the Xuan Yin Dantian Qi Sea.
Just now.
Chen Yi frowned slightly.
As his divine sense probed into the lightning liquid, he keenly sensed that Xuan Yin Zhenjun's body was not at peace.
Besides the damage caused by this lightning tribulation, there are also several old bruises hidden deep in her meridians. These are hidden ailments left over from overexertion in battle, like a bone-deep carbuncle, quietly devouring her meridians and acupoints.
If left untreated, even if the injuries heal this time, these hidden ailments will become fatal hidden dangers when attempting to reach higher realms in the future.
Chen Yi remained silent.
With a thought, the nature of the magic power at his fingertips subtly changed.
A surge of azure wood spiritual energy, imbued with rich life essence, followed closely behind the lightning liquid and entered Xuan Yin's body.
If the previous lightning liquid was like oil being poured into a raging fire, then this magical power is like the sweet dew of dawn.
Xuan Yin's body trembled violently.
That feeling was amazing.
It was like parched, cracked earth suddenly receiving the nourishment of spring rain.
Wherever the magic power passed, the tiny cracks on the meridian walls healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even those long-standing hidden injuries melted away in an instant.
Cool and refreshing.
My tense nerves relaxed instantly.
Xuan Yin's pupils contracted slightly, and a storm raged in his heart.
This kid's magical power—
How could it have such a terrifying healing effect?
Even though the magical power of an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator is pure, it is absolutely impossible for them to achieve such immediate results.
This is not just a matter of profound magical power; it's a qualitative difference!
Just how high is the quality of his Nascent Soul?
Xuan Yin clicked his tongue inwardly.
Immediately afterward, another thought popped into my head.
Despite possessing such extraordinary healing abilities, Chen Yi still expended a tremendous amount of time and effort to revive Ning Bu'er's shattered nascent soul.
Just how serious were the injuries Fuji suffered before?
That almost meant my soul was scattered!
Upon thinking of this, Xuan Yin's originally relaxed expression instantly turned gloomy.
That old bald monk from Vajra Temple!
How could they be so ruthless!
Do you really think the Nine Yin Manual has no one left?
A chilling killing intent permeated the quiet room, and the surrounding air temperature plummeted.
Xuan Yin gritted his teeth, secretly snarling.
I'll remember this debt.
If we encounter those bald monks from the Vajra Temple again, we'll burn a few of them to death, even if it means damaging our cultivation!
"call----"
As the last wisp of lightning liquid flowed in, Chen Yi withdrew his palm and exhaled a long breath.
A thin layer of sweat also seeped from his forehead.
This kind of delicate work is more tiring than fighting.
Xuan Yin slowly opened his eyes, feeling the abundant power within his body and an unprecedented sense of ease, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
She looked at Chen Yi and said seriously, "Chen Yi, the Black Serpent is dead, and there will definitely be a reaction from Qingyun Cave Heaven."
"They are the overlords of this vast territory. The death of a Nascent Soul cultivator will not be easily forgiven. What are your thoughts on them?"
Chen Yi was wiping his hands with a silk handkerchief when he heard this, he paused.
He raised his head, his gaze calm as still water, yet unfathomable: "The enmity of being blocked is nothing to speak of."
His tone was flat, without the slightest ripple.
It's as if you're talking about something as trivial as eating or drinking.
But the chill that emanated from the very core of his being made Xuan Yin feel a chill run down his spine.
Chen Yi put away the silk handkerchief and did not continue to make threats.
He is well aware of his own limitations.
Having only recently formed his Nascent Soul, although his combat power far surpasses that of others of the same level, it is a pipe dream for him to think that he could single-handedly overthrow a behemoth like Qingyun Cave Heaven.
Go to their doorstep? That's unrealistic.
That's courting death.
but----
If that old bastard Lin Yunsheng dares to crawl out of his tortoise shell...
Humph.
A cold glint flashed in Chen Yi's eyes.
If you don't stay in Qingyun Cave, don't blame me for being impolite.
"However, Auntie."
Chen Yi changed the subject, his gaze falling on Ning Bu'er beside him, his eyes softening instantly: "Let's put revenge on hold for now."
"I want to help Fuji retrieve the Demon Flame Dao Pattern as soon as possible."
"This matter comes first. As for murder—there will be opportunities at any time later, there's no need to rush."
Compared to venting his anger by killing those two old bastards, Ning Bu'er's future is of paramount importance.
The Demonic Flame Divine Power is the foundation of Ning Bu'er's cultivation. Without the Demonic Flame, her path to enlightenment would be cut short by more than half.
This is something Chen Yi absolutely cannot accept.
A hint of admiration flashed in Xuan Yin's eyes.
"it is good."
"I didn't expect you to be so clear-headed."
She was initially worried that Chen Yi, being young and impetuous, would be unable to resist going to Qingyun Cave to fight to the death after just surviving the tribulation.
That would only play right into their hands.
"Since you know what you're doing, I won't try to persuade you any further."
Xuan Yin stood up and stretched his limbs. "I also need some time to digest this lightning crystal marrow fluid and recover."
"You've just formed your Nascent Soul, and your cultivation level is still unstable. During this time, you should focus on consolidating your cultivation and studying the application of the Nascent Soul path."
She paused for a moment, then began to plan their next trip: "In two years, when we're both in better shape, let's go to Thunder Peak in the Monster Beast Mountain Range. The lightning power there is abundant, which will replenish your strength and help me further refine my magic power."
"Afterwards, return to the Demonic Path Headquarters."
A thoughtful look flashed in Xuan Yin's eyes: "I need to consult the ancient books to see which realm our Nine Yin lineage's origin is, and where it might be lost near our Great Qing."
"In a few years, the Black Mountain Secret Realm will open."
"That place is located at the boundary between us and the outside world. It has a special space and is the entrance to many other secret realms."
"I'll go there and try my luck then."
"If all else fails, I'll try to find out about other secret realms."
Xuan Yin looked at Chen Yi and said firmly, "Since you have this intention, I, as your master, will naturally do my best."
Chen Yi nodded in agreement.
These steps were arranged in an orderly manner, which is indeed the words of a wise and prudent person.
He definitely needs time to calm down.
Having just formed the Nascent Soul, there is enormous room for improvement in every aspect: physical body, soul, magical power, and supernatural abilities.
It's like a nouveau riche who has just received a huge sum of money; they need to learn how to spend it and how to make it grow, instead of taking the money and going to fight with others.
Only when both he and Xuan Yin improve their strength to a higher level will they be more confident in helping Ning Bu'er find opportunities in the future.
"Okay, I'll listen to Auntie."
Chen Yi agreed, then turned to Ning Bu'er: "Bu'er, I'll teach you a Thunder Spirit Body Refining Technique when I have time."
Ning Bu'er was taken aback: "Body tempering?"
"right."
Chen Yi said seriously, "Your Demonic Flame Divine Power is temporarily missing, but that doesn't mean your cultivation has to stop."
"The Thunder Spirit Body Refining Technique is extremely domineering. Although the cultivation process is somewhat painful, the effects are excellent."
"If you can take this opportunity to refine your physical body to a high level and lay a solid foundation..."
"When we find the Demon Flame again and regain our supernatural powers—"
"By destroying the old and then building the new, one can surpass the past and turn misfortune into blessing."
Upon hearing this, Ning Bu'er's previously dim eyes instantly lit up.
She was never some delicate, pretty face.
Now that Chen Yi has pulled her back from the brink of death, she will never give up on herself.
As long as I can become stronger, as long as I can keep up with his pace.
What's a little hardship?
The girl nodded vigorously, her eyes resolute: "Okay, I'll practice!"
The three remained silent for a while. Xuan Yin Fairy seemed to have thought of something, and her gaze swept over Chen Yi. She asked casually, "Don't you plan to go back and take a look at the Star Moon Sect? After all, it's your sect in name only."
Your senior sister Qingyue is waiting for you.
After a moment's thought, Chen Yi shook his head and said calmly, "No need."
My relationship with Qingyun Cave Heaven is now delicate, and Xingyue Sect is caught in the middle, making things difficult for them.
If I go back, I will only cause them trouble.
If Qingfeng Ridge doesn't mind, I'll stay here for the next few days and also keep watch over Bu Er's cultivation.
"dislike?"
Xuan Yin raised an eyebrow, a faint smile curving his lips as he glanced at Ning Bu'er beside him.
Ning Bu'er was tidying up the tea set when she heard this, and her hands visibly paused. A blush rose to her ears, but she didn't look up. However, the sound of the water flowing as she brewed the tea seemed to become a little lighter.
Xuan Yin was secretly overjoyed.
There was a time when she and Bu'er went to great lengths, using both soft and hard tactics, to trick Chen Yi into staying at Qingfeng Ridge for three months every year.
Now, things have taken a turn for the better; Chen Yi has voluntarily "married" into the family.
It should be noted that the Nine Yin lineage has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and none of the patriarchs in history have ever had a master of fourth-order Thunder Spirit Body Refinement constantly by their side.
This kind of masculine and thunderous energy is practically the most superior tonic in the world for their lineage's cultivation.
If our ancestors in the afterlife knew this, they would probably be so envious they'd turn up their coffin lids.
Qingfeng Ridge enjoys a peaceful life, but undercurrents are surging in the outside world.
Chen Yi, Xuan Yin, and Ning Bu'er secluded themselves, refusing visitors, and devoted themselves to refining their cultivation levels.
Chen Yi, in particular, had just entered the Nascent Soul stage, and his magical power, physical body, and Nascent Soul all needed time to mature. This seclusion lasted for half a year.
He wasn't in a hurry, but some people were.
Lin Yunsheng, who had initially blocked Chen Yi's path, grew increasingly uneasy as he watched Chen Yi cower and neither retaliate nor negotiate.
Especially after learning that Black Serpent True Lord had been killed, he couldn't sit still any longer.
Six months later, a jade slip shimmering with the highest-level cloud patterns broke through the clouds and fell into Qingfeng Ridge.
A formal letter from Qingyun Cave Heaven.
The letter was sincere, inviting the three True Lords of Qingfeng Ridge to visit Qingyun Cave and discuss ways to resolve the "misunderstanding".
They even proposed that, if Chen Zhenjun were willing, Qingyun Cave Heaven would hold a grand Nascent Soul Ceremony for him that would shake the Central Plains, and invite all fellow Daoists from all over the world to attend.
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The person responsible for delivering the message was none other than Chen Yi's old acquaintance, True Lord Yu Chen.
This person once presided over the Qingyun Cave Heaven Trade Fair and had met Chen Yi several times. He was a smooth person who handled matters fairly.
Since Chen Yi reached the Nascent Soul stage and Lin Yunsheng lost power, the higher-ups of Qingyun Cave Heaven quickly adjusted their strategy, recalling Yu Chen from the Black Mountain Secret Realm and entrusting him with important responsibilities.
This move is clearly an attempt to appeal to emotions.
Qingfeng Ridge, waiting room.
Ning Bu'er is still in seclusion, consolidating his cultivation level, and has not yet made a public appearance.
Only Xuan Yin and Chen Yi were in the hall.
Yu Chen Zhenjun was dressed in a plain robe, with white hair and beard. His face looked a little older than it had been decades ago, but his spirit was still good.
"Years have passed since we parted, and I never expected that when we met again, Fellow Daoist Chen would already be a Nascent Soul True Monarch."
True Monarch Yu Chen picked up his teacup but didn't drink. He let his light fall on Chen Yi and said with great emotion, "I still remember at the trade fair back then, you followed True Monarch Yue Lan, acting with humility and composure. Now it seems that you were a hidden dragon in the abyss, about to soar to the sky."
Chen Yi remained calm, only nodding slightly: "Senior Yu Chen, you flatter me. It was just a stroke of luck."
After exchanging pleasantries, True Lord Yu Chen put down his teacup and got down to business.
"I have come here on the orders of the Ancestor."
He paused, observing Chen Yi's expression, "The Ancestor already knows about Lin Yunsheng's matter."
There was something slightly inappropriate about what happened that day.
Qingyun Cave Heaven is willing to show sincerity and resolve this grievance. Besides the Nascent Soul Ceremony, Fellow Daoist Chen can also make a list of the resources within the sect's treasury.
The implication was that Qingyun Patriarch and Lin Yunsheng had already shown remorse; this was the way that behemoth bowed its head—it didn't admit its mistake, but offered money.
Xuan Yin leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest, without saying a word.
She naturally wouldn't object if there were benefits to be gained.
But the core of this matter lies with Chen Yi; it's a grudge for obstructing the path, which cannot be settled with a little money.
She turned her head to look at Chen Yi.
Chen Yi picked up the teacup, gently blew away the foam, and took a sip.
The fragrant aroma of tea obscured his gaze.
"Fellow Daoist Yu Chen, you've made a special trip. Thank you for your trouble."
Chen Yi put down his teacup and said in a calm and unhurried voice, "On the day I formed my Nascent Soul, the situation was chaotic. Although I was lucky enough to succeed, my body was left with a hidden injury that is difficult to heal."
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Yu Chen Zhenjun's eyelids twitched.
Chen Yi continued, "Right now, I can only retreat into seclusion to heal my injuries and am truly unable to go to Qingyun Cave Heaven. As for any celebration, it's just an empty title, and I don't care about it. If these injuries are not healed properly, I'm afraid they will leave hidden dangers on my path to the Great Dao, making it difficult for me to make any further progress in the future."
The air in the hall felt slightly stagnant.
Chen Yi's face was rosy and his breathing was long and even; he showed no signs of injury whatsoever.
This is a blatant rejection.
How can the enmity of being blocked from the path be forgiven with a mere "misunderstanding"? Qingyun Cave Heaven's attempt to settle this matter with a few resources is far too dismissive of its people.
Moreover, going to Qingyun Cave Heaven? That's their stronghold; only a fool would go there.
The smile on Yu Chen Zhenjun's face froze for a moment, then turned into a bitter laugh.
How could he not know that this was just an excuse?
But he could understand.
If it were him, and someone had almost ruined his career, he wouldn't have gone to their house for a meal just because of a few kind words.
"I understand what Fellow Daoist Chen means."
True Monarch Yu Chen stood up, cupped his hands in greeting to the two, and said, "I am merely a messenger. Since you are unwell, please rest and recuperate."
However, there are no eternal enemies in the cultivation world. If you have any specific needs, please feel free to mention them, and I will certainly bring them back to the Ancestor.
"No need."
Xuan Yin suddenly spoke, waving his sleeves, and at that moment gave the order to leave, "Qingfeng Ridge Temple is too small, so Fellow Daoist Yu Chen will not be invited to stay for a meal. Please leave."
Yu Chen Zhenjun had no choice but to take his leave.
After everyone left, Xuan Yin turned to look at Chen Yi, a smile appearing in his eyes.
"I thought you would take this opportunity to extort money from me."
"By extorting money from them, we are essentially accepting their apology."
Chen Yi's gaze was deep as he looked at the rolling sea of clouds outside the hall. "I'll remember this debt for now. I'm not in a hurry."
Xuan Yin's lips curled up.
This personality suits her taste.
If Chen Yi were to compromise for the sake of immediate gains or out of fear of the power of Qingyun Cave, she would look down on him more.
Cultivating immortality is all about cultivating one's last breath.
After seeing off True Monarch Yu Chen, Qingfeng Ridge was closed again.
Chen Yi returned to his cave and reactivated the restrictions.
With the outside world temporarily shut out, he was finally able to calm down and properly sort out what he had gained after advancing to the Nascent Soul stage.
The gains from this Nascent Soul stage were far greater than imagined.
First and foremost is the nascent soul itself.
Ordinary cultivators who have just formed their Nascent Soul are already considered geniuses if they have one or two Dao patterns. But his Nascent Soul has a full four Dao patterns wrapped around it.
Chen Yi looked inward and saw a miniature version of himself sitting cross-legged in his dantian.
The first line of the Dao pattern radiates vitality; that is "life".
The second Dao pattern, faintly visible and devoid of any aura, was "Concealment";
The third Dao pattern, though its fluctuations were faint, covered an extremely wide area; that was "perception".
The fourth Dao pattern, wreathed in purple lightning and exuding an aura of destruction, was "Thunder Soul".
Each Dao pattern connects to a unique rule of heaven and earth; with a little comprehension, one can evolve it into a unique innate divine power.
What concerned Chen Yi even more was the change in his soul.
Within that gray mist space, his soul underwent an unprecedented transformation, and now he has begun to glimpse the essence of "Yin and Yang".
One begets two, two begets three.
His soul split into black and white; this was the first time he had truly touched the edge of the Yin-Yang Dao.
In addition, the "Purple Lightning Soul-Nourishing Technique" can unlock the second level of cultivation, and the advanced techniques of Thunder Soul Divine Power and Refining God Technique also need to be put on the agenda.
There is also the dual body tempering of Thunder Crystal Marrow and Golden Crystal Marrow—
Chen Yi calculated the cards in his hand.
If it were an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, it would probably take one or two hundred years of painstaking effort to cultivate each of these directions to perfection.
But Chen Yi didn't have that much time to waste. Before reaching the Nascent Soul stage, he could just focus on his cultivation. After reaching the Nascent Soul stage, his priority was to heal Ning Bu'er. Chen Yi's mindset had changed. Protecting those around him and leaving no regrets was more important. Otherwise, even if he became an immortal and became an ancestor one day, he would be all alone in the world, and all his former companions would disappear. What would be the point then?
Things that Ning Bu Er must not be delayed.