A Difficult Choice

The noon sun blazed fiercely, as scorching as could be.

Ordinary mortals would avoid going outside at such a time, lest the vicious sunlight burn or stun them.

Yet atop the highest peak of Huohua Mountain, someone sat bathed in golden sunlight so dense it seemed tangible, hands forming seals as he cultivated arduously.

A closer look would reveal that the dense golden sunlight was not converging upon the man himself, but upon a palm-sized golden stone lying on the ground before him.

This golden stone was precisely the exceedingly rare treasure of the Cultivation World, the Sunday Divine Stone, an item capable of drawing in vast amounts of Great Sun Essence Qi beneath sunlight.

And on Huohua Mountain, apart from Zhou Yang, there was likely no one else capable of cultivating with the Sunday Divine Stone.

Another ten years had passed since Zhou Yang emerged from seclusion after advancing to the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.

Over these ten years, he had not entered secluded cultivation again. Instead, he had stabilized his cultivation while using the Sunday Divine Stone to cultivate the Golden Light Demon Subduing Curse divine ability.

The Sunday Divine Stone truly lived up to its reputation. Though the one in his hand was only palm-sized, with its aid, Zhou Yang's Golden Light Demon Subduing Curse progressed swiftly. He could almost feel its power growing every day.

By his estimate, at most another five or six years would be enough for him to cultivate this divine ability to the major mastery realm. After that, reaching the perfected realm would be as natural as water flowing into a channel.

More than two hours later, as the sunlight gradually weakened, Zhou Yang slowly withdrew his divine ability. With a wave of his hand, he stored the Sunday Divine Stone beneath