Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme - Chapter 368
Chapter 368: Chapter 243: Preaching_1
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Bidding farewell to Meng Fuyao and leaving Righteous Qi Peak, Xu Yang arrived in Black Tortoise State once again.
Within Black Tortoise State, a person waited respectfully, none other than the master of North Palace of White Jade Capital—Chen Xuan.
“Grandmaster!”
Chen Xuan, having regained his human form, bowed deeply to Xu Yang, his complexion pale as if something was amiss.
Xu Yang glanced at him, “How is it?”
Chen Xuan shook his head, “Minor injuries, no hindrance.”
“Do not take it lightly, go heal your wounds. The matters of Black Tortoise State can temporarily be handled by someone else.”
With that said, he bestowed a bottle of Spirit Pills.
“Understood!”
“Go.”
Chen Xuan took the Spirit Pills, bowed, and withdrew.
Xu Yang also left Black Tortoise State and went elsewhere.
Although a century had passed and White Jade Capital had developed, in Xu Yang’s view, the progress was not very significant.
Demonic Qi contamination not only slowed down cultivation pace but also affected Alchemy, Artifact Refining, Talisman Making, and Formation layout.
Thus, White Jade Capital remained White Jade Capital and had not become the second Wandao School.
Among the disciples of the Five Palaces and the masses of the Twelve Tower, those who could be of great use were few. Currently, there were only five Nascent Souls and several dozen Golden Cores. Strategic resources such as Spirit Stones, Talismans, Elixir Pills, and Magic Artifacts and Spiritual Treasures had also not accumulated much.
This was the disturbance of Demonic Qi. Although this world abounded in Yuan Spirits, far surpassing the World of Dao and Law, in terms of progression speed and development efficiency, White Jade Capital still fell far behind Wandao School, even if their magnitude and scale were equivalent.
Were it not so, the world would not have been plagued with a century of relentless warfare and unresolved conflicts.
But despite the instability and ongoing strife, generally speaking, White Jade Capital still managed to suppress the turmoil.
Especially since Xu Yang had mastered the “Five Elements Mysterious Spirit Admiring Eye of Heaven” and transmitted its related traits. Even if Demonic Qi fouled the air and threw the Heavenly Eye into disarray, he could oversee all matters, inquire into many affairs, and sometimes, on a whim, sense the Heavenly Eye’s insights and foretell the future.
This was also why White Jade Capital had always been able to seize the initiative, not waiting for those rebellious Golden Core forces to coordinate their actions. The disciples of the Five Palaces and the Twelve Tower would already be tearing down mountains and temples, destroying Sects and Cults.
With the advantage in his grasp, it was natural for him to preemptively eliminate hidden dangers and sweep away unrest.
Of course, others were unaware of this key point, believing him to be one who assigns guilt without proof, punishes without teaching, suppressing the cultivators of the world with brute force. While they dared not speak openly, there was likely resentment and discontent in secret.
Even Meng Fuyao and others were quite worried about this.
But Xu Yang was indifferent, because he was very clear about what was important and what was inconsequential.
Leaving Black Tortoise State and flying over the Canglan Sea, he arrived within the Demon Realm inside the borders of Chen Country.
The Mysterious Heaven Sect Gateway, an Ancient Immortal Gate relic!
He had come here again.
This Ancient Immortal Gate relic had been basically unearthed, except for the Mysterious Heavenly Main Peak, the formations of the other eight peaks had been utterly destroyed, and the treasures within had been thoroughly plundered.
Needless to say, this was certainly the work of Xu Yang.
Not just the Mysterious Heaven Sect.
With the world in chaos and wars raging, the disciples of the Five Palaces suppressed it while the Twelve Tower masses pacified it.
Those not even at the level of Nascent Soul cultivators were certainly not worth his personal attention.
During this century, his primary task had been, along with Meng Fuyao, to dig up graves and open coffins all over the world.
Aside from the Mysterious Heaven Sect, other Ancient Immortal Gate relics, especially the ten major Immortal Gates, had their graveyards dug up wherever possible by him.
This kind of excavation yielded astonishing profits. Various inheritances, Cultivation Techniques, Talisman and Elixir Skills, Formation and Artifact Skills, as well as ancient Spiritual Treasures enormously enriched both his and Wandao School’s cultivation potential.
Regrettably, all of these stopped at the fifth tier; there were only ancient Spiritual Treasures, no Ancient Immortal Artifacts, only the Spiritual Array Techniques, and not the Immortal Spirit Grand Formations.
It wasn’t that they were absent but that they were unattainable!
The cores of these major relics, the hubs of the Ancient Immortal Gates, along with the Instruments of Immortality and the Immortal Spirit Grand Formations, were still yet not unraveled, still not within reach.
As for Meng Fuyao’s spontaneous achievement of the Haoqi Long Breath, that was a matter of fate and coincidence, a rare exception that could not be replicated.
To obtain Immortal Artifacts and the ways of the Immortal Spirit, one must unravel the core formations of these Ancient Immortal Gates.
Therefore, Xu Yang had come here again.
He did not recklessly break into the formation to touch the immortal remains.
Instead, he sat outside the formation, observing and comprehending its structure.
This had become Xu Yang’s routine in recent years.
Observing from outside the formation, although it was far inferior to direct inheritance, he still could decipher some profound mysteries and principles.
Theoretically, with enough time and persistent observation, accumulation of daily insight, he would one day thoroughly penetrate this Immortal Spirit Grand Formation and fully master the Sixth Order Immortal Spirit Formation Technique.
Thus, in recent years, the observation of the core formations of the various Immortal Gates had replaced grave digging as Xu Yang’s primary task, greatly advancing his expertise in the Formation Dao. He had now undoubtedly become a Fifth Tier Grandmaster of Formation Dao, one more step and he would reach the level of a Sixth Order Immortal Spirit Formation Master.
It goes without saying that his progression was rapid.
Each observance brought new understandings and gains.
The speed of progression was not the key; the key was the relentless pace of advancement.
As long as the pace was unceasing and the progress constant, even if one could only advance a single step each day, perseverance would eventually wear down the stone, sharpening iron into a needle.
This was the wonder of combining time and effort!
When applied to Xu Yang, this was impressively evident.
However…
Just as Xu Yang had settled down, he saw a thread of darkness, congealing with the scent of blood, materializing into human form.
A youth, a white-haired and bearded teenager dressed in a bloodcloth-red robe, appeared before him.
It was the Nether River Blood God Child—Zheng Yin!
Or Yuwen Shang?
It mattered not, names were but aliases, the essence was what truly mattered.
With the Blood Demon Condensation, Zheng Yin reemerged, showing no hint of secrecy, taking a seat across him.
To this, Xu Yang was utterly unconcerned, as if he had long anticipated such a development.
Indeed, he had anticipated this.
The rebirth of the Blood Demon, while unexpected to many, upon reflection fit within reason.
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