The Cultivation Technique "Profound Yellow Heart Refining Art" Takes Action

On the Flying Skiff.

The atmosphere of discussing the Dao was in full swing.

Jiang Li continuously expounded on his insights into the sword Dao.

These insights came from the technique "Dragon Slaying Sword." He knew how, but not why—like a sniper holding a Barrett, able to use the weapon perfectly without understanding its functions.

Yet as he spoke, he gained a deeper understanding of those enlightening insights.

Gradually, he began to integrate them completely.

Below.

Shen Lin listened with rapt attention, sometimes suddenly enlightened, sometimes furrowing his brow, sometimes beaming with excitement.

At some point, Murong Qing had also walked over.

She stood quietly.

Her clear eyes were contemplative.

Her aura was rising; the chill around her diminished while her sharpness increased.

She had clearly gained some insight.

That was right.

Murong Qing also used a sword.

She simply did not specialize solely in the sword Dao.

Yet her sword Dao realm had still reached the level of Sword Qi Transformation.

What Jiang Li was explaining now was no different from imparting the Dao.

She had benefited immensely.

Only after two hours.

Did this discussion of the Dao, initiated by Shen Lin and led by Jiang Li, officially come to an end.

Shen Lin seemed to wake from a dream.

There was a hint of regret in his eyes.

As though he felt it still was not enough.

His brain sponge could still be squeezed some more, soaking up a little more experience.

"Brother Jiang, can I still listen to you teach sword Dao insights in the future?"

Shen Lin looked at Jiang Li eagerly.

He felt ashamed of his earlier overestimation of himself.

This was a towering Buddha.

Where would he need Shen Lin to impart any experience?

This so-called discussion of the Dao had merely been Jiang Li unilaterally teaching him sword Dao insights.

And because what Jiang Li taught was too profound, Shen Lin had even needed him to explain simpler insights.

The gap between them was as vast as that between a gold-medal lecturer and an average student.

Jiang Li smiled faintly.

"There will be opportunities."

Explaining the Dao could help him digest the insights brought by his sword Dao realm more quickly.

That was a good thing.

He could absolutely hold a session every so often.

"Then Brother Jiang, you must save me a spot. I'm one of your first sword fans."

Shen Lin did not find it awkward in the slightest.

There was even a trace of ingratiation in his words.

Fang Shi, the burly man in leather armor, could not stand it any longer. He whispered, "Isn't that laying it on a little too thick? He's only a mid-stage Qi Refining disciple. Comprehending Sword Qi Transformation is already his limit. You're a Spirit Transformation prospect who often listens to Transformation Class instructors—could you really lose to him in sword Dao insights?"

Shen Lin shook his head. "That's not it."

"That's more like it..."

Before he could finish.

Shen Lin added, "Comparing my sword Dao attainments to Brother Jiang's would simply be insulting Brother Jiang."

Fang Shi: ...

Looking at Shen Lin's expression, he lost confidence.

His voice went dry. "Is his sword Dao attainment really that incredible?"

Shen Lin lowered his voice and said with absolute conviction, "I suspect Brother Jiang has already reached the realm of Sword Aura Manifestation. That's why he gives me the feeling of an impassable chasm."

"What!? Sword Aura Manifestation? You're not joking, are you? How could a Qi Refining stage disciple comprehend Sword Aura Manifestation? Even an innate sword body would only be this much, wouldn't it?"

Fang Shi did not believe it in the slightest.

As Transformation Class disciples, every one of them was a genius among geniuses in the Heavenly Mystery Holy Land, a Spirit Transformation prospect upon whom great hopes were placed. Yet even they could not possibly comprehend the second great realm of a Sword Cultivator during the Qi Refining stage.

"Believe it or not. In any case, my intuition is right. Brother Jiang is absolutely a one-in-ten-thousand sword Dao genius, someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with an innate sword body."

Shen Lin directly transformed into Jiang Li's greatest promoter.

He lavished Jiang Li with praise.

His words were earnest.

Every sentence came from the bottom of his heart.

Elsewhere.

Li Xi, the girl in green robes, also sidled up to Murong Qing and asked curiously, "Senior Sister Murong, is Senior Brother Jiang's sword Dao attainment really that high? High enough for you and Senior Brother Shen to take him so seriously?"

Murong Qing considered it seriously. "Very high. More importantly, when he imparts sword Dao experience, he analyzes his insights from a beginner's perspective. Even the teaching elders cannot do that. I think he could actually teach in the Transformation Class."

Li Xi's little mouth formed an O.

Teaching as an instructor while still a disciple was an exceedingly high evaluation.

Those with such ability were without exception elders above the Golden Core stage.

Was this really not beauty in the eye of the lover?

For a time.

The Flying Skiff fell completely silent.

The gazes of the six Transformation Class geniuses all focused on Jiang Li.

Their thoughts churned.

As for this.

Jiang Li was somewhat helpless as well.

He truly was not trying to become famous.

It was just that...

The moment he casually revealed a little ability, this group of geniuses was won over.

It rather felt like the things he took for granted appeared heaven-shaking and miraculous to others.

Under such circumstances, unless he kept cowering in his Cave Residence to cultivate, he would draw attention no matter what.

Jiang Li thought, Sooner or later, being too famous will expose my Undercover Identity.

Perhaps he should not be thinking about how to hide, but about creating conditions where, even if his Undercover Identity was exposed, no one would believe he was an undercover agent.

Time moved on.

In the fourth hour after their departure, the Flying Skiff arrived at Long River County, a county-level town of Frostfeather City.

Murong Qing formed a hand seal and put away the Flying Skiff.

"The Yin Puppet Sect's secret stronghold is three kilometers away. To avoid drawing attention, this stronghold was established within a mortal estate. Security is tight. Disciples of the demonic sect patrol both inside and outside. We need to silence those patrolling disciples in the shortest possible time."

"Understood."

The six answered.

With their combined strength, they could have taken the stronghold by force, but that could breed complications and lead to unforeseen changes.

A sneak attack was the best strategy.

However...

When the team drew close, an unforeseen change appeared.

A formation had appeared out of nowhere around the perimeter of the vast mortal estate, enveloping the entire manor.

It gave the place a hazy, indistinct feel.

"There's a formation here too?"

Shen Lin's brows knitted together.

"Can you tell what formation it is?"

Murong Qing asked.

Li Fu, one of the twins, studied it for a few moments before saying confidently, "It's an illusion formation. It can trap even Foundation Establishment cultivators. Unless someone inside leads you in, you'll lose your way within it."

"Can you break it?"

"I can, but I'll need to observe it from close range, or forcefully break the formation. But that would cause quite a disturbance."

Hearing this.

The group was at a loss.

The only choice before them was a frontal assault.

Murong Qing said nothing, merely canceling the original plan.

She was the team leader.

She had to ensure everyone's safety.

At that moment.

Jiang Li suddenly spoke. "There's no need to cancel the plan. I'll penetrate alone and open the formation from within."

At those words.

All six were startled.

They looked at Jiang Li, unable to understand.

What nonsense was he saying?

What did he mean, penetrate alone?

Was he looking to die?

That was a demonic sect stronghold. Once discovered, the outcome would be death.

"No."

Murong Qing refused coldly.

Jiang Li had his own difficulties. He did not want to stand out so much either, but...

The cultivation technique "Profound Yellow Heart Refining Art" was stirring restlessly. We cultivators, even if we must feed our bodies to demons, what of it? Destroying a demonic sect stronghold is a duty we cannot shirk.

The cultivation technique "Profound Yellow Heart Refining Art" was about to take over his body.

Given that technique's nature, choosing to penetrate alone was inevitable.

Since it could not be stopped, he might as well propose it himself, so the others could support him when the time came.

As for his safety, honestly, he was not overly worried.

After all.

During Cultivation Technique Hosting, the Shield of Justice was a perpetual-motion machine.

Even if it was broken, another would seamlessly take its place.

Generation after generation, without end.

"I'm confident. You only need to carry out the original plan the moment the formation is opened."

Jiang Li said seriously.

Seeing that Jiang Li had made up his mind, the others were deeply shaken.

They all looked toward Murong Qing.

Murong Qing kept a cold face, her lips pressed together. "Fine. But you must take this. Crush the Jade Pendant, and I'll immediately launch a frontal assault."

As she spoke.

Murong Qing handed him a snowflake Jade Pendant.

Li Xi, the girl in green robes, also took out a spirit artifact shaped like a turtle shell.

"Senior Brother Jiang, this turtle shell can withstand three attacks from Foundation Establishment cultivators. Use it without worry. It doesn't matter if it breaks."

Li Rong, one of the twins, scratched his head and handed over a talisman. "Junior Brother Jiang, this is a Diamond Talisman. It can also withstand attacks from Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators. Just stick it to your body, and it will protect its master on its own."

Shen Lin and Fang Shi patted their chests. "Don't worry, Brother Jiang. Once you crush the Jade Pendant, we'll break this damned formation within two minutes and rush in to meet you."

Jiang Li: No, why are you making it sound like I won't make it back?

He accepted these treasures.

And thanked them for their kindness.

Doggie, it's your turn.

Jiang Li thought to himself.

The next moment.

A cold system notification sounded.

Ding. The cultivation technique "Profound Yellow Heart Refining Art" began to act.