Lesser Brightness Scripture

Three days later.

Fang Yang consumed the Nine-Leaf Phoenix Grass and, relying on the insights brought by the Seven Sages Heart-Refining Pill, cultivated the incomplete Dao Scripture to its peak, though he was still a distance away from the Life Spring Realm.

His Bitter Sea, which was originally only the size of a date pit, had now grown a circle larger, filled with strands of divine power, and he had successfully cultivated three full divine patterns.

"It is time to find Elder Wu Qingfeng and ask for the next stage of cultivation techniques."

Fang Yang's eyes burned with intensity.

He did not have the patience to wait for the Green Emperor Tomb to emerge, seek an opportunity to obtain the Dao Scripture, and only then continue his cultivation.

In this world, accidents could descend at any moment; even with the Replica of the Supreme Emperor Sword and the Snake Talisman in his possession, he was, in the end, merely a minor cultivator.

Besides, what if he did obtain the Dao Scripture?

Even Ye Fan had been unable to obtain a complete version of the Dao Scripture, needing to piece it together from fragments, eventually giving it the high-sounding name of "refining a hundred scriptures in a furnace," which appeared to be a path to the heavens.

But people's constitutions are different.

Fang Yang was merely an ordinary mortal with a triple-tier physique; he had no basis for comparison with the thick-skinned and sturdy Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.

Rather than cobbling together an Emperor Scripture to cultivate, it was better to find a sage's inheritance to follow from beginning to end, and then use the Emperor Scriptures as a reference to prepare for creating his own path in the future.

As a subordinate force of the Yao Guang Sacred Land, the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven could not possibly lack the corresponding cultivation methods that could seamlessly connect to the core inheritance of the Yao Guang Sacred Land.

"Too fast!"

After observing Fang Yang's Bitter Sea, Wu Qingfeng's face was filled with shock, and he spoke in disbelief.

"As fellow ordinary physiques, your cultivation speed is far faster than Pang Bo's. It seems that in terms of comprehension, you are quite a bit stronger."

He found a suitable reason for Fang Yang's rapid progress.

"It is all thanks to the Elder's guidance."

Fang Yang offered a well-timed compliment.

The old man before him had the grace of a teacher who imparted knowledge; there was nothing inappropriate about lowering his posture.

"Our Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven is attached to the Yao Guang Sacred Land. Aside from the Spirit Ruins Scripture, which can be cultivated to the Dao Palace Secret Realm, we also possess the Lesser Brightness Scripture obtained from the Yao Guang Sacred Land. Are you willing to cultivate it?"

"With your aptitude, it will not be difficult to enter the Yao Guang Sacred Land in the future like Weiwei. If you cultivate the Lesser Brightness Scripture, you will also be able to switch to the supreme ancient scriptures of Yao Guang once you reach the Dao Palace Secret Realm."

Wu Qingfeng did not pay mind to Fang Yang's flattery, instead clarifying the pros and cons for him.

The Spirit Ruins Scripture could at most cultivate one into a great cultivator of the Four Extremities Realm.

The Lesser Brightness Scripture could only be cultivated to the Dao Palace Secret Realm, but its future prospects were far greater.

"I have not been in the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven for long, but I will never forget the Elder's earnest teachings."

Fang Yang did not explicitly state his choice, instead expressing his gratitude to Wu Qingfeng.

After all, he was an outsider who had joined halfway; he could not be compared to those disciples who had stayed in the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven since childhood and whose backgrounds were fully known.

Regardless of what the people of the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven thought, the superficial formalities still had to be performed perfectly.

"A child worth teaching!"

Wu Qingfeng nodded in satisfaction.

He did not fear lies; he only feared someone who was too lazy to even tell a lie.

The Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven was the weakest grotto-heaven in the Yan Kingdom and was once mocked as a "blessed land," but it had persisted for a long time, all thanks to the care of those old acquaintances from the Yao Guang Sacred Land.

In the time that followed.

Wu Qingfeng personally taught the Lesser Brightness Scripture.

During the learning process, Fang Yang discovered that he seemed to have had a breakthrough in his understanding, learning much faster than when he studied the Dao Scripture, and he was even praised by Wu Qingfeng as having "accumulated much and harvested little."

Setting aside those with special constitutions, geniuses among mortals were often like this; as their cultivation progressed, their innate talent would manifest more and more strongly.

Therefore, in Wu Qingfeng's eyes, Fang Yang's changes were merely seen as better cultivation talent, and he never suspected that he was relying on external objects.

"I have nothing left to teach you."

Wu Qingfeng's expression was complex. During this period, Fang Yang's speed of progress had been so fast that he was already on the verge of surpassing him in his comprehension of the Lesser Brightness Scripture.

Was this what a true genius was?

Even Weiwei, the genius of their Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven who was rarely seen in a thousand years, had not cultivated at such a speed back then.

"Many thanks for the Elder's guidance."

Fang Yang thanked him respectfully.

He had not expected that simply using a cup of Divine Spring to soak a Bodhi Leaf every day, reusing it repeatedly, would actually have such an excellent effect.

At this rate, that single Bodhi Leaf would be enough to last until he opened up the Dao Palace Secret Realm; it was truly worthy of being a leaf from the legendary Wisdom Tree.

"Elder, when will Senior Sister Weiwei head to the Yao Guang Sacred Land?"

Fang Yang asked, feigning indifference.

"Within this month, cultivators from the Yao Guang Sacred Land will arrive to collect her."

When Wu Qingfeng spoke of Weiwei, his expression was one of reflected glory.

Taking this opportunity, Fang Yang learned quite a bit of information regarding Weiwei from Wu Qingfeng.

Weiwei, an orphan, is sixteen years of age.

She was taken into the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven at eight, and by ten, she displayed extraordinary talent, leading the Spirit Ruins Sect Leader to take her as a disciple and cultivate her with great care.

In a mere six years, she has crossed the Bitter Sea, Life Spring Realm, and Divine Bridge Realm, becoming a great cultivator of the Other Shore Realm capable of reigning supreme in this small corner of the Yan Kingdom.

One day, taking a step further to open the Dao Palace Secret Realm is also within her reach.

According to the records of the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven, a prodigy like Weiwei would be considered exceptionally gifted even within a behemoth like the Yao Guang Sacred Land.

"Weiwei also practices the Lesser Brightness Scripture, and in her comprehension of Dao techniques, she is far superior to an old man like me. If you have the time, you should go and visit her."

"Furthermore, the Yao Guang Sacred Land dominates the entire Eastern Wasteland, and the competition among its disciples is fierce. Once you enter Yao Guang in the future, having Weiwei look after you will be beneficial."

Wu Qingfeng spoke with earnest concern; he knew that Fang Yang's actual age exceeded twenty, and it was only after consuming the Sacred Fruit that he took on the appearance of a twelve or thirteen-year-old.

He worried that the boy might be too proud to take the initiative to approach a girl younger than himself.

Fang Yang nodded in agreement.

He was very interested in Weiwei as a person.

To be precise, he was very interested in her Immortal Spirit Eye.

The Immortal Spirit Eye is rumored to be able to see through all falsehoods; when fully mastered, it can even perceive the path to immortality.

Outside a cave dwelling in the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven.

Fang Yang, clutching the Snake Talisman, had been lying in wait for two and a half days.

He sat cross-legged opposite the entrance of the cave, focusing most of his energy on the Lesser Brightness Scripture, while a tiny fraction remained fixed on the cave door.

Weiwei had not been in seclusion recently and would emerge for a stroll every three to five days at most; it was the perfect time to test the effectiveness of the Snake Talisman.

The Immortal Spirit Eye can even see through the Heaven-Altering Great Technique of the Source Heaven Book, possessing insight superior to that of ordinary mighty figures.

If he could pass Weiwei's inspection, Fang Yang would not need to worry about his invisibility from the Snake Talisman being seen through by those mighty figures.

The sun and moon rotated, and it was another morning.

The cave door was pushed open, and a graceful figure stepped out—it was Weiwei, who had not left in three days.

Weiwei looked straight ahead, walking with a light and nimble gait.

A sandalwood scent brushed past Fang Yang's face. He opened his eyes and looked at the footprints one meter to his right, realizing that the Immortal Spirit Eye had failed to see through the disguise of the Snake Talisman.

It was not that the Immortal Spirit Eye was unworthy of its reputation.

Rather, it was that Weiwei's cultivation realm was too low to fully unleash the potential of the Immortal Spirit Eye.