Free Web NovelChapter 795: Chapter 662: Nascent Soul Legacy
Sitting cross-legged under the Purple Jade Cloud Mother Tree, Shen Xuan slowly closed his eyes, his mind sinking into introspection.
The path of body refining is profound and obscure, like walking on thin ice.
In the world of cultivators, eight or nine out of ten prioritize spiritual techniques, using body cultivation as a supplement, seeing it as a means to strengthen tendons and bones and make up for shortcomings.
However, for Shen Xuan, this path is precisely the opposite.
"My Dao Foundation ultimately stands upon this flesh body."
His conviction was firm.
The "Nine Revolutions True Spirit Transformation" had already reached the peak of the Dharma Realm. Relying solely on physical strength, his energy and blood surged, and his fists could suppress mountains and rivers. His real combat power surpassed ordinary Golden Core Cultivators by threefold.
In this realm, looking across the entire Song Country’s body refining world, it is already an unprecedented stage.
The ancestors of the Bai Family Stronghold, at most reaching the Middle Stage of the Dharma Realm, were already considered legends.
And he had quietly ascended to the pinnacle.
Ahead is the Divine Power Realm.
This realm is known as achieving sanctity of the flesh body, without external aids, where every move possesses divine power, able to contend with Nascent Soul cultivators.
The difficulty of breaking through exceeds that of condensing a Nascent Soul.
In Song Country, there are nearly ten Nascent Soul True Monarchs, yet not a single Divine Power Realm Body Refiner, which speaks volumes.
The path of body refining demands exceedingly of aptitude, cultivation techniques, resources, and opportunities, to the point of despair.
There is also an almost insoluble shackle.
That is lifespan.
Body refiners have vigorous energy and blood, but they also decline very quickly.
Ordinary Dharma Realm body refiners have a lifespan of two hundred years.
Once the peak of energy and blood passes, decline begins, making it difficult to reach higher realms.
Many astonishing geniuses ultimately perish due to the decline of their energy and blood, dying with regret.
Shen Xuan was able to reach today because of the existence of the Mysterious Jade Talisman.
It can refine the Essence Blood Demon Pill of true spirit descendants to replenish the source.
In simple words,
he was cheating with a Golden Finger.
Therefore, his lifespan is long, his foundation of energy and blood is strong, far surpassing his peers.
Only then can he have the possibility of impacting higher body refining realms.
The Purple Jade Cloud Mother Tree is a spirit root of heaven and earth.
Although it cannot directly enhance the strength of the body, it contains Dao Rhymes of nature’s creation such as wind, cloud, rain, and dew.
The ultimate goal of the "Nine Revolutions True Spirit Transformation" he practices is to transform into an ancient Divine Dragon.
A true Divine Dragon, controlling clouds and rain, commanding celestial phenomena, is inherently connected with these natural great Dao.
Comprehending the Dao under this tree is precisely in harmony with the foundation, consolidating the Dao Foundation.
"Cultivating the Dao without cultivating the heart is ultimately empty."
Shen Xuan silently recited in his heart. This "heart" means both cultivation and practice.
Physical strength is "power," understanding the great Dao is "principle."
Only by combining power and principle can one break barriers and glimpse the path of divine power.
He eliminated distractions, adjusted his breathing, gradually achieving a mystical resonance with this heaven and earth spirit root.
With each inhalation and exhalation, his pores expanded, no longer merely absorbing Spiritual Qi, but sensing the condensation of moisture in the air, the flow of the breeze, and the gathering and dispersal of clouds and mist.
The purple and green spiritual mist, influenced by an invisible energy, slowly gathered and fused.
Like a hundred rivers converging into the sea, it seeped into his skin in strands, nourishing his viscera, cleansing his meridians.
Shen Xuan’s mind was clear and bright, his being transformed into a divine tree rooted in the earth, with branches and leaves reaching to the sky, perceiving the eternal natural rhythm.
Beneath his muscles and bones, his energy and blood surged like a mighty river, emitting a low dragon’s chant.
In his sea of consciousness, comprehension of wind, rain, and clouds quietly sprouted like seeds.
Power and principles, in this strange resonance, slowly merged.
...
In the Demon Realm, at the holy ground of the Golden Spirit Race, teleportation high platform.
Hua Yanting’s breath was listless, her complexion pale as paper, kneeling on the ground with her head hung low, not daring to raise it.
Before her, Jin Lijian sat high at the platform, his expression as dark as water, demonic qi roiling around him, displaying his overwhelming fury.
He glared at Hua Yanting kneeling on the ground, his gaze like a knife, as if he wanted to pierce her.
Beside him, Jin Rou’Er stood quietly, her once charming and graceful face now devoid of color, her teeth clenched tightly.
Not long ago, a severe pain seared through her divine soul, and the connection with her Lifebound Demon Soldier, the Blood Transformation Divine Saber, was suddenly severed.
The agony of having something linked to her heart and blood forcibly stripped away left her unable to stand steadily.
Hearing Hua Yanting’s report at this moment, her emotions surged violently.
It wasn’t just the loss of the demon soldier, but also the frustration of a failed plan.
Moreover, there was furious indignation toward True Master Profound Ice, Shen Xuan.
"Shen Xuan!"
Jin Lijian gnashed his teeth, his voice icy cold and full of murderous intent.
"First, he destroyed my avatar, severed my opportunities. Now he’s ruined my major affairs, seized my sister’s treasure. If this man is not eliminated, my anger cannot be quelled, and I swear not to rest!"
His chest heaved violently, struggling to suppress the impulse to rush to the Xuan Yuan Realm.
Noticing his sister’s lost expression, his heart softened, and he took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.
"Sister."
Jin Lijian turned to Jin Rou’Er, his voice softened: "Do not worry too much. Although the Blood Transformation Divine Saber is lost, I promise you, I will prepare generous gifts and implore the elders within the sect to forge another one for you! As for the materials, I will gather them for you."
Hearing this, a hint of color returned to Jin Rou’Er’s pale face, gratitude arose in her eyes, and she gave a graceful bow: "Rou’Er thanks Elder Brother."
The materials for the Blood Transformation Divine Saber are rare, and the refining process extremely difficult. By herself, who knows how much effort it would take.
Her brother’s words carried immense weight.
As for reclaiming the Blood Transformation Divine Saber from Shen Xuan?
She no longer entertained such thoughts.
If even her brother had no solution,
even if he descended personally to the Xuan Yuan Realm without considering the restrictions of natural laws,
facing that True Master Profound Ice, with his cunning and unpredictable methods, she did not have much confidence either.
"Enough."
Jin Lijian waved his hand, unwilling to discuss further.
He retrieved an ancient, black Jade Scroll and a small, black jade medicine bottle and handed them over.
