Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown, Five Qi Facing the Origin

The key point is that the wolverine is completely unaware that this change has brought it any special abilities; for now, it has only grown more feathers.

"What a disaster! What a huge loss!" The wolverine looked at itself, realizing that its strength had not improved at all.

He's doing this in public... like a peacock spreading its tail feathers, as if spring has arrived, Resurrected, and it's the season for the clan to grow stronger. Is he trying to outdo everyone else?

Even the little wolf cub looked at him with a puzzled expression, and couldn't help but reach out its paw and tug at his bright tail feathers.

The three elders had all left when an Old Peacock solemnly approached to investigate the situation. It discovered that he had not experienced the most terrifying mutation—degeneration.

"It's unusual that you mutated so early. It's very likely that you just broke through to the Heavenly level not long ago, and your bloodline was already undergoing transformation and was extremely active. Now, it has changed due to the triggering of the Supreme Secret Chapter. Don't worry, as long as it's not a degeneration, it's probably a good thing. Let's see how it goes after some time."

With a flapping sound, the wolverine quickly folded its peacock tail feathers, which were so colorful and dazzling that they shone with a Five-Colored Light Wheel light.

The three long crest feathers on his head stood upright, impossible to hide, attracting attention; they were three colors, extremely dazzling.

Wang Xuan comforted him, saying, "Although it is a bit too flamboyant, most males are like that in the competition among all things."

"It wasn't my wish." The wolverine spoke with a low-key air, implying that what use was such a handsome appearance to a Great Demon King who relied on strength?

A group of people glanced at him sideways, all thinking to themselves, "Is this humility?"

As Wang Xuan observed the flowing runes in his eyes and noticed the tail feathers and crest feathers, he sensed something unusual and said, "If you cultivate diligently, you might undergo an amazing transformation."

"What do you mean?" The wolverine thought the Second King had a good eye!

Wang Xuan said, "Look, the three crest feathers are like three Dao flowers growing, which may be life-saving things in the future. The five-colored tail feathers are shrouded in mist. When you cultivate to the extreme, you may be able to guide the chaos. Hmm, your current state may be moving closer to some kind of saying from my hometown."

"What do you mean?" the wolverine asked, perking up.

"Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown, Five Qi Facing the Origin." Wang Xuan didn't pay much attention and casually chatted with him for a few minutes, but the wolverine took it seriously and listened carefully.

He nodded repeatedly and said, "I also think that we need to continue to comprehend this in this direction, and that aligning with this Supreme Scriptures will produce the best possible transformation."

Although the elders of the Black Peacock Clan were not as advanced in cultivation as Qingkong and his companions, they were experienced and had sharp eyes, and they "diagnosed" the wolverine that was the first to show signs of change.

Soon after, the group gave him a profound scripture about the Five Elements and a book about Essence, Qi, and Spirit, and spirit, instructing him to practice accordingly.

"Practice hard. Historically, some mutants of our race had beautiful wings, making them particularly suited to practicing the Five Elements Divine Arts," an Old Peacock encouraged him.

On the fifth day, Wang Xuan finally put his plan into action and began practicing this extraordinary scripture.

At this moment, Heng Cheng, whom the Second Elder valued, stood up. Strange fragments of Daoist energy were circulating and shining within his flesh and blood, creating a wondrous scene within his body.

He was somewhat dissatisfied. Although he had made considerable progress, after half a month, he still hadn't fully mastered the first part and completed the entire cycle.

He had mastered ninety percent of the scripture, but was still missing the final piece. However, he felt exhausted and weary; this wondrous spectacle was too draining on his vital energy.

Not far away, Yuan Zhao, the prodigy valued by the Great Elder, also breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. He couldn't hold on any longer either. If it weren't for the competition with Heng Cheng, he would have wanted to rest yesterday.

As for the others who came in with them, they had already left to recuperate.

Once Wang Xuan started, he was completely absorbed, sitting on a mountain peak, immersed in this strange scripture, and practicing this method.

Indeed, it consumes a great deal of energy. It mobilizes the dormant potential within the body, making everything glow, and all the cells are resonating. And this is only a small cycle.

Soon after, he began to experiment with the circulation of energy, even involving his primordial spirit. His spirit was incredibly active, as if it had melted into his blood.

Initially, he did not deliberately focus on comprehending any particular area; he simply wanted to see if the scriptures, once activated, would automatically select a direction for him to undergo transformation.

Everything was stable, so stable that there was no ripple. His spirit, body, and cultivation were like a clear lake reflecting the moon, without any waves or fluctuations.

Two days later, he remained as steady as ever... an old man, with no changes in any of his indicators, his vital energy was abundant enough to sustain him.

On the third day, he began to take the initiative, trying to comprehend the physical body, looking inward at himself, to see if he could activate any blood containing Dao Principle Fragment.

After a day and a night, he discovered that his flesh and blood were translucent, his internal organs were shrouded in Light Mist, and his bones were pure white and unchanged.

He didn't get discouraged and tried again.

On the fifth day, he temporarily abandoned this direction and said, "Well, I didn't originally intend to mutate my body or grow any extra organs."

He began to attempt "divine transformation," striving towards the spiritual realm. His primordial spirit was extremely strong, flowing with powerful energy, capable of breaking into Higher Mental World in an instant.

Everything remained the same; his primordial spirit power was vigorous and stable, showing no signs of change.

On the sixth day, Wang Xuan meditated, realizing that from the beginning until now, this scripture had had absolutely no effect on him, and had brought about no change whatsoever.

The circulation of the scriptures is extremely taxing and very difficult to master. After several days of practice, others will generally show some signs, either positive changes or signs of regression, and whether they can continue to cultivate will become clear.

On the eighth day, he remained as composed as an old Buddha.

"I'm so amazing!" he comforted himself, thinking it wasn't his fault, but that the scriptures weren't enough to make him transform.

Therefore, he circulated the scriptures, disregarding the enormous consumption, and began to try the large-scale circulation route.

On the tenth day, he had already completed the process. The large circulation route caused the activity of all the cells in his body to increase dramatically, and even his bone marrow was dancing. An ordinary Supernatural Practitioner would probably have his bones explode and his internal organs burst.

But he didn't have any major problems and completely followed this path.

"Yes, my flesh and blood, my spirit, don't need any so-called mutations. I've already reached the forefront, my own state is perfect, and I don't need any more changes," he muttered to himself seriously, making his assessment.

Because the scripture was completely smooth to him, with Ying; no bloodline mutations or divine transformations occurred.

The wolverine arrived carrying its cubs, exhausted like a dog, panting heavily with its tongue lolling out, wishing it could just lie down on the ground and never move again.

He started cultivating recklessly right away, five days earlier than Wang Xuan. Calculating the time, it's been half a month already.

His persistence for so long truly astonished the Old Peacock, because in their analysis, the wolverine should be inferior to Heng Cheng, Ancestor Return, and Yuan Zhao, who cultivated two primordial spirits.

To my surprise, he also insisted on the same time—the fifteenth.

"Brother, that bowl of medicinal food... Niu Ben!" He secretly transmitted his voice to Wang Xuan, telling him that the vital energy accumulated in the medicinal food had taken effect when he was on the verge of death.

Originally, the natural-born swordsman, Silver Sword of the Long-beaked Silver Crane Clan, and the Roc all tried to outdo him and hold out until the end, but he managed to wear them down until they were exhausted and their bodies and spirits were weakened. The two of them had to go to recuperate.

"Don't get addicted to the medication. Go find somewhere to recover your strength," Wang Xuan said.

"I know, it doesn't seem like a big problem. I just need to go back and get a long sleep." Wu Xingtian nodded.

Then, he was dragged away by several elders of the Black Peacock Clan. They went from observing him to thinking highly of him, and even gave him two books on the Five Elements and some scriptures on Essence, Qi, and Spirit, and spirit.

During this time, several elders also "consulted" with Wang Xuan, and they were all surprised and puzzled as to why the sutra had no effect on him, showing no good or bad changes.

They could only frown and let him continue practicing, while observing him.

From that day on, Wang Xuan officially began his "march" into his own skull, guiding the area of mutation in that direction.

On the same day, Heng Cheng and Yuan Zhao returned. After resting for ten days, the two began to work hard again, preparing to thoroughly master the first part and complete the full cycle.

They remained calm when they learned that Wang Xuan had persevered for ten days, but were slightly surprised when they learned that the wolverine had endured for fifteen days, matching their record.

"Hmm, is this the mutation?" By the fifteenth day, Wang Xuan noticed subtle changes in his parietal bone; some of the textures had become clearer.

Although it's a small fraction, it's still quite remarkable. Changes create trends, which eventually accumulate and reach a significant scale.

It should be understood that in the True Immortal Domain, it is extremely difficult to walk the path of Dao-imperialized. Generally, it is only "superficial" and is a semi-real Imperial Dao Texture that is visualized.

Wang Xuan had truly formed the patterns in the Divine Nest last time with the help of that mysterious light. Now that he has reached this point, there are new changes on this basis. How could he not be happy?

"I've got it, this is the direction!" He was very satisfied. This scripture was useful to him and might produce unexpected results.

He even speculated that the transformation of the skull into Dao-imperialized might eventually lead to an improvement in one's Daoist cultivation, or even a legendary transformation in Daoist cultivation.

On this day, Heng Cheng and Yuan Zhao looked at Wang Xuan again and again, because this guy, like that wolverine, had matched their first seclusion time.

Then came the 16th day, the 17th day...

This time, Heng Cheng and Yuan Zhao were somewhat tired after practicing for 10 days, but the results were very good, and they completed the great cycle.

When they opened their eyes, they found Wang Xuan still there. He had held on for 20 days? The two were shocked.

Even the Great Elder and the Second Elder came, and they looked at Wang Xuan with strange expressions.

Of course, they didn't come for Wang Xuan this time. Heng Cheng and Yuan Zhao went into seclusion twice, spending a total of 25 days to thoroughly master the first part.

They've come to fulfill their promise. Their cultivation speed is so fast, and it's a benign mutation, clearly putting them ahead of others. They deserve a generous reward. We'll take them to see the extraordinary bones that Dao-imperialized.

"Wait a minute, I've also completed the entire Great Cycle route." Wang Xuan said. That strange bone was his biggest goal. He felt that this place was his blessed land, but it helped him further improve his skull and increase his cultivation.

With such a wondrous scripture and a reference point—the extraordinary bone—the opportunity was truly rare; he had no choice but to move forward. But how could he tell the Black Peacock Clan? Perhaps he should inform them that his cultivation might undergo a transformation.

The Great Elder and the Second Elder were truly astonished.

"When did you complete the Great Cycle route?" the Second Elder couldn't help but ask.

"A few days ago," Wang Xuan replied.

"..." The Second Elder was stunned. If he had said it was today, that would have been one thing, but he actually said that he had succeeded some time ago, even earlier than Heng Cheng, whom she valued for his Ancestor Return.

The Great Elder also asked if he was feeling unwell.

"It's alright." Wang Xuan shook his head. This was not the time to hide his abilities or keep a low profile. He was going to see the Divine Skull of the Black Peacock Clan and couldn't fall behind.

The Great Elder was speechless. Seeing that his Essence, Qi, and Spirit was not weak, he could clearly continue. He then continued to circulate the scripture.

Soon, the Super Peerless sky was alarmed and rushed here in person.

"In what way do you feel you might change?" Qingkong asked him.

"It could be... related to cultivation level," Wang Xuan replied cautiously.

"Alright, let's go see the sacred bone of my clan first!" Qingkong nodded, feeling very happy and pleased. She hoped that the Second King she brought back from the Five Elements Mountain could bring her new surprises.