New Chapter: Two Years and Eight Months

When you are content with your lot and life is peaceful, the abyss comes. When you slap it in the face, it says goodbye and runs away.

The aliens from the Black Sea region disappeared with their fleet, and a huge upheaval abruptly came to an end.

The wondrous sights near the Highest Mental World gradually dissipated, and the several sovereigns silently retreated, with no one causing trouble in the Pingtian Star Domain.

What a joke! An Ancient Sage- level ruler, wielding the Rule Scale, who can rival him? The once obscure Pingtian Star Domain has suddenly become a major domain.

Wang Xuan strongly suspected that Wu Tian had sensed something and was trying to avoid trouble by running away in advance.

Now, he also had that urge to leave Ascension Star immediately and hide far away, realizing the gap between himself and those people.

For people like him and Wu Tian, the Star Sea, with its strange people and contraband, is not a suitable place to live; it's best to stay far away.

"Everyone, everything is as before. I will now go into seclusion for a hundred years." The voice of the Ancient Sage came from outer space. He then went away and disappeared into the Pingtian Main Star.

This seems to be to appease the various parties outside the region; he has no intention of expanding the Pingtian Star Domain and maintains the status quo.

Wang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. Distance makes the heart grow fonder, and he wholeheartedly agreed, wishing Gong Yan a long and peaceful life, and new achievements on the path of Dao-imperialized.

For the next six months, Wang Xuan went into seclusion to study the research findings, which were so great that they made even himself tremble with fear.

The two, wielding a black net Chaotic Space-time Sea, emptying out the secret realm of the True Saint's clan and plundering a vast array of rare treasures. Each one would be the envy of many if displayed outside.

Furthermore, he obtained several scriptures, which vaguely pointed to the highest level and seemed to be connected to each other, originating from the same system.

The scriptures contained in the Fifty-Four 'Chess Pieces' allow extraordinary individuals to truly prepare for the path of Dao-imperialized at the True Immortal Level, and to initially cultivate "the Way" within their bodies.

Next came the extraordinary skill obtained in the Floating Boat Pure Land: the supreme manual left by Bai Hong and Jin Yao, which could enhance one's cultivation and was suspected to be a continuation of the scripture of the Fifty-Four 'Chess Pieces'.

In addition, six prescriptions were included, including a medicinal wine to aid in the practice, which was priceless.

Then, Wang Xuan fought a duel with the scarecrow in the True Saint's Backyard. His skull was repeatedly ripped open and he was split in two, from which he obtained the Four-Page Sword Scripture.

All of these scriptures appear to originate from the same source.

In addition, Wang Xuan also captured the three pages of scripture that flew out of the volcano in the secret realm. The origin of the scripture was unknown, but it had clear Imperial Daoized texture.

"A great harvest." In his room, he studied these secret books one by one, and also received a literacy lesson, learning a lot of ancient sacred texts.

These scriptures are all marked, so that even those who do not understand these ancient languages can understand them when they are passed down.

"Keep a low profile and stay out of the spotlight for now. Wait until things calm down before going out again."

Now, he lives in the Upper Academy of the Pingtian Academy. His new dormitory is larger than room 2201 in Ascension Tower Building in the Lower Academy, covering more than 6,000 square meters.

The dormitory building for the Upper Academy disciples has a resounding name: the Building of Extraordinary People.

Room 108 still offers both modern and ancient modes. If Wang Xuan wants to brew wine, he needs Immortal Grade Medicinal Cauldron and various containers to directly seal the cave.

"Dragon bone, give me just a little. It's my first time brewing wine with rare ingredients, so don't waste it. Consider it a trial run." He held a piece of snow-white, radiant bone in his hand; it was the bone of a pure-blooded celestial dragon.

Let alone such rare treasures, even a piece of tiger bone of the Heavenly Demon level would be eagerly bid on by many extraordinary individuals to make wine.

"The phoenix marrow forms red crystals, which should be ground into powder. It is a wonderful thing, the most delicious thing in the world, but it can only be used sparingly, and is used to ferment and brew wine."

Of course, what is even rarer and more precious than these is the Void Golden Lotus. This thing is too difficult to capture. Not only is it almost extinct, but it can also travel through the void and run around everywhere.

Fortunately, he obtained half a plant, which was as big as a small hill. It had been growing for countless millennia, was extremely medicinal, and emitted a golden glow and a rich fragrance that was intoxicating.

Wang Xuan took out a small piece, which, accompanied by a rich aroma and a shower of light, fell into the cauldron.

He carefully selected each ingredient, proceeding with seriousness and meticulousness, placing them into the medicinal wine recipe in an orderly fashion to avoid mistakes. For example, the amount and proportion of the Lightning Apricot could not be slightly off, otherwise, amidst the intertwining lightning, the various spiritual ingredients might be destroyed.

Before this, he brewed a lot of ordinary wines to familiarize himself with the field, and now he can be considered a professional.

After completing the final step, he waited for the substance to ferment, then sealed it.

"Even if I fail the first time and ruin it, this little loss is nothing," he comforted himself, after all, he had an amazing reserve of rare items.

During this process, he sealed the cave in room 108 with a killing formation diagram; otherwise, the strange phenomena of various rare objects such as the Lightning Apricot, dragon bone, and Void Golden Lotus would have been leaked out, which could have easily led to a major disaster.

The True Saint Clan, capable of annihilating Bai Hong's ancestors, must be a colossus in the Supernatural Center World. If there is even the slightest mistake, Wang Xuan will have no chance of survival.

He said he would be in seclusion for six months, but it has taken him two and a half years and he is still not done.

The first attempt at brewing wine was a failure, and the second and third attempts were also unsatisfactory. It wasn't until the fourth attempt that it was passable, and the seventh attempt barely qualifys as a fine wine.

It's finally done, but the effects haven't kicked in yet. It's just starting to taste like "fine wine." The longer it takes to mature, the more amazing the effects will become.

After all, both the main ingredients and the auxiliary ingredients have extraordinary origins.

He didn't just focus on brewing wine, which doesn't take long. All you need to do is strictly follow the recipe and the most important thing is to wait for fermentation and the wine to sublimate.

During this time, he studied the scriptures and pondered them carefully, and chose the first piece of bone he intended to use for his Dao-imperialized.

Back then, he crossed over from the Mother Universe, suffering comminuted fractures all over his body. The best-preserved bones were his hand bones and skull, and this time he chose his skull.

The main reason is that last time he was "covered up" by the scarecrow and then his head was blown off, which left him with some psychological trauma, and he wanted to strengthen his skull.

"It feels so good, it's a real treat." When he was meditating and visualizing the most important type of Imperial Daoized texture on the top of his head, he felt a mysterious aura entering from the top and nourishing his whole body.

It was his first time, and there was no pain. It was quite smooth, which made him feel intoxicated, as if he were wandering in a vast sea of rules and taboos, capturing the "principles" of the world and refining order into the luster of his bones.

This kind of practice was not boring at all; on the contrary, it made him forget to eat and sleep, not wanting to wake up, and willing to persist until the end of his life, continuing forever.

Although the room and cave are isolated from the outside by stone walls, they are equipped with a magic array to gather starlight and draw in mythical substances, ensuring the needs of those in seclusion are met.

Now, surrounded by starlight, Wang Xuan was submerged, especially at the top of his head, where a galaxy of stars fell straight down, melting his true bones.

He felt that this extraordinary experience was not lonely at all; on the contrary, it was very pleasant, with his body full of vitality and the first texture on his skull appearing faintly.

If this continues, one's cultivation will improve, and the gate to one's limits will be opened. After all, this is the process of Dao-imperialized!

At this stage, Wang Xuan was certain that there must be very powerful peers in this universe, and the True Saint Family would not lack such scriptures.

In the True Immortal Domain, one follows the path of Dao-imperialized, which opens the gate to potential and raises one's upper limit, making it impossible not to become powerful.

"My success is probably related to breaking through limits multiple times!" He realized the key to the problem when he encountered no obstacles.

There has always been a legend that breaking the limit is related to the future Dao-imperialized!

Of course, this is just one approach, one system, within the framework of the Supernatural Central Great World.

There are other ideas, which are completely different from this one.

Some elite races believe that pursuing limit breaking and Dao-imperialized too early is like draining the pond to catch all the fish, prematurely exhausting one's own Dao source.

They believe that it's best to let things take their natural course.

Deep within the starry sea, there are many examples, including renowned Ancient Sage who never broke through their limits in their youth, but their ability to endure was key. Finally, after reaching the Great Perfection Heavenly Grade, they began to break through their limits and became Super Peerless.

Then, such people walk more steadily and firmly, thus breaking limits and advancing in the Dao-imperialized.

"They all make sense. As long as my source energy remains strong, there won't be a problem!" Wang Xuan muttered to himself.

After that, he not only studied the methods of Bai Hong's ancestors, but also the three pages of paper in the secret realm, as well as the stone tablet scriptures, Golden Bamboo Slip, Five-Colored Jade Book, etc., and combined them to practice.

Then, he... exploded.

During his seclusion, he visualized the pattern on his skull constantly twisting and intertwining, with various magical phenomena appearing simultaneously. Then, with a bang, it directly "lifted off the cover."

His skull flew off and cracked into several pieces; it was a real head explosion.

"This is the price of drifting." He sighed, picked up the skull fragments, quickly put them back in place, and then activated the Undying Silkworm Regeneration Technique to restore himself to his peak condition.

Various scriptures can be referenced, but it is difficult to fully integrate them at the beginning stage; one must proceed step by step.

Wang Xuan took a sip of the lightly aged medicinal wine to calm his nerves, then re-visualized the first line on his skull, and let out a long sigh after it materialized again.

"After two years and eight months of seclusion, I have made some progress. After reaching the level of Ascension to Immortality, the advancement of my realm has indeed slowed down. At this rate, it will probably take another ten years or so to enter the Ascension Triple Heaven." He prepared to leave seclusion and go out to take a look.

In fact, his speed is already quite astonishing.

For many beings Ascension to Immortality, advancing one level every few hundred years is nothing unusual; some even remain stuck for their entire lives.

The truly outstanding ones only improve once every ten or twenty years, which is extremely rare.

"Next time, I will go into seclusion for decades to improve my cultivation and strive to make that pattern on my skull truly emerge."

After Wang Xuan came out, he took a walk in the Within the Purple Bamboo Forest in the Upper Academy. It was like a fairyland, with purple mist floating around and light rain falling. He saw someone practicing swordsmanship and thought of some old friends from the Mother Universe.

So many years have passed, did those people who crossed the sea succeed? Where are they now, or have they even come into this world? He still doesn't know.

"Old Hei, why are you running away when you see me? It's been so long, why didn't you say hello when you came to the Upper Academy?"

Wang Xuan recognized a familiar face – the Black-faced God, An Hong's underling. An Hong had tried to intimidate Wang Xuan by using his power, but instead ended up bankrupting An Hong.

The Black-faced God really didn't want to run into him. His whole face was wrinkled. He greeted him reluctantly, then quickly slipped away, saying he was going to find An Hong to ask him about cultivation issues.

"Haha, Qin Cheng, you're out of seclusion! Come over and let's get together!" An Hong contacted him immediately upon receiving the news.

Then, Qi Miao, Cai Wei, Hong Teng, Cheng Tian and the others arrived.

"Let's go. You've been cooped up in the courtyard ever since you arrived on Ascension Star, and haven't even gone out into the city, have you? I'll take you to the Heavenly Mortal Realm." Yan Que was the last to arrive.

"A branch here too?" Wang Xuan was surprised. He had underestimated this organization, which mainly sold herbs and divine weapons and secondarily provided entertainment. Was it spread throughout the Pingtian Star Domain?

"You look worried. What happened?" Wang Xuan keenly noticed that Yan Que was in the worst mental state among these people, and her face showed signs of fatigue.

"I was soft-hearted back then, but now... sigh." He briefly mentioned some things.

Upon hearing this, Wang Xuan felt a chill run down his spine and sighed inwardly. His peaceful days were over, and he had to travel far away and leave this place.