Lesser Brightness Scripture

Three days later.

Fang Yang took the Nine-Leaf Phoenix Grass. With the insights he had gained from the Seven Sages Heart-Refining Pill, he cultivated the incomplete Dao Scripture to its limits, though he was still some distance from the Life Spring Realm.

His Bitter Sea, once no larger than a date pit, had now grown a full size bigger. Divine power surged within it, and he had even formed three divine patterns.

"It's time to find Elder Wu Qingfeng and ask for the cultivation method for the next stage."

Fang Yang's eyes burned with determination.

He didn't have the patience to wait for the Green Emperor Tomb to appear, search for a chance to obtain the Dao Scripture, and only then continue cultivating.

In this world, the unexpected could strike at any moment. Even with a Replica of the Supreme Emperor Sword and the Snake Talisman on him, he was still just a minor cultivator.

And even if he obtained the Dao Scripture, so what?

Even Ye Fan hadn't managed to cultivate using a complete Dao Scripture. He had needed to piece it together bit by bit, then grandly call the result "forging a hundred scriptures in one furnace." It seemed like a path that reached all the way to heaven.

But people's physiques were different.

Fang Yang was merely an ordinary man with a Triple Common Physique. He couldn't compare at all to a Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, with its thick skin and sturdy flesh.

Rather than cobble together an Emperor Scripture to cultivate, he might as well choose a Saint's legacy and follow it from beginning to end, then use the Emperor Scripture as a reference when preparing to create his own cultivation method in the future.

As a subordinate power of the Yaoguang Sacred Land, the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven couldn't possibly lack cultivation methods that could smoothly carry on the core inheritance of the Yaoguang Sacred Land.

"Too fast!"

After examining Fang Yang's Bitter Sea, Wu Qingfeng stared at him in astonishment, unable to believe it.

"You have an ordinary physique, just like Pang Bo, yet you're cultivating much faster than he is. It seems your comprehension is better."

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

"It's all thanks to your excellent guidance, Elder."

Fang Yang offered a timely compliment.

The old man before him had imparted his knowledge and teachings, so there was nothing wrong with showing him a little deference.

"Our Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven is affiliated with the Yaoguang Sacred Land. Besides the Spirit Ruins Scripture, which can take you to the Dao Palace Secret Realm, we also have the Lesser Brightness Scripture, obtained from the Yaoguang Sacred Land. Are you willing to cultivate it?"

"With your aptitude, it won't be difficult for you to enter the Yaoguang Sacred Land someday, just like Weiwei. If you cultivate the Lesser Brightness Scripture, you'll also be able to switch to Yaoguang's supreme ancient scripture once you reach the Dao Palace Secret Realm."

Wu Qingfeng paid no mind to Fang Yang's flattery. Instead, he explained the advantages and disadvantages.

The Spirit Ruins Scripture could take one as far as the Four Extremities Realm.

The Lesser Brightness Scripture could only take one to the Dao Palace Secret Realm, but offered far greater prospects beyond that.

"Though I haven't been part of the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven for long, I won't forget your earnest teachings, Elder."

Fang Yang didn't say which method he had chosen. Instead, he expressed his gratitude to Wu Qingfeng.

After all, he was an outsider who had joined halfway through. He couldn't compare to the disciples who had grown up in the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven and were known to everyone there.

No matter what the people of the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven thought, he still had to keep up appearances.

"Good. You're teachable."

Wu Qingfeng nodded with satisfaction.

He didn't mind people telling lies. What he couldn't stand was when they couldn't even be bothered to lie.

The Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven was the weakest grotto-heaven in the Yan Kingdom, and people had once mocked it as a mere "blessed land." Yet it had endured for so long, all thanks to the care shown by the old hands of the Yaoguang Sacred Land.

Over the following days,

Wu Qingfeng personally taught him the Lesser Brightness Scripture.

As Fang Yang studied, he felt as if a knot in his mind had suddenly come undone. He learned much faster than he had when studying the Dao Scripture, and Wu Qingfeng praised him for having "brought his accumulated knowledge to fruition."

Setting aside those with special physiques, even the most gifted among ordinary people often followed this pattern. As their cultivation advanced, their talents became more and more apparent.

Thus, in Wu Qingfeng's eyes, Fang Yang's transformation was simply a sign of his growing cultivation talent. He never suspected that Fang Yang was relying on an external aid.

"There's nothing left for me to teach you."

Wu Qingfeng's expression was complicated. Fang Yang had advanced too quickly during this period, and his understanding of the Lesser Brightness Scripture was already close to surpassing Wu Qingfeng's own.

Was this what a true genius was like?

Even Weiwei, the rarest genius the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven had seen in a thousand years, hadn't cultivated this quickly.

"Thank you for your guidance, Elder."

Fang Yang thanked him respectfully.

He hadn't expected that simply soaking the Bodhi Leaf once a day in a cup of Divine Spring and reusing it over and over would have such a good effect.

At this rate, that single Bodhi Leaf would last until he opened his Dao Palace Secret Realm. No wonder it was a leaf from the legendary Wisdom Tree.

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

Fang Yang asked as if the question had just occurred to him.

"Someone from the Yaoguang Sacred Land will come for her sometime this month."

Whenever Wu Qingfeng spoke of Weiwei, he looked every bit the proud mentor.

Taking the opportunity, Fang Yang learned plenty about Weiwei from Wu Qingfeng.

Weiwei was an orphan, sixteen years old.

She had been taken into the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven at eight. At ten, she had revealed extraordinary talent and been accepted as a disciple by the Spirit Ruins Sect Leader, who had carefully nurtured her.

In a mere six years, she had crossed the Bitter Sea, Life Spring, and Divine Bridge Realms, becoming a powerful cultivator of the Other Shore Realm—strong enough to dominate this little corner of the Yan Kingdom.

One day, it would be within her reach to take the next step and open her Dao Palace Secret Realm.

According to the records of the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven, a prodigy like Weiwei was considered exceptionally talented even in a behemoth like the Yaoguang Sacred Land.

"Weiwei also cultivates the Lesser Brightness Scripture, and her understanding of the Dao far surpasses that of this old man. If you have time, go and spend some time with her."

"The Yaoguang Sacred Land reigns supreme across the Eastern Wasteland, and competition among its disciples is fierce. If you enter Yaoguang someday, Weiwei can look after you a little."

Wu Qingfeng spoke earnestly. He knew that Fang Yang was actually over twenty years old, and had only become twelve or thirteen after consuming the Sacred Fruit.

He was worried Fang Yang might be too embarrassed to approach a girl younger than himself.

Fang Yang nodded in agreement.

He was very interested in Weiwei.

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

It was said that eyes like hers could pierce through illusions. Once fully developed, they could even see through the path to immortality.

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

Fang Yang clutched the Snake Talisman and had been keeping watch here for two and a half days.

He sat cross-legged opposite the cave's entrance, devoting most of his attention to the Lesser Brightness Scripture and a tiny fraction to the door.

Weiwei hadn't been in seclusion lately. She usually came out for a walk every three to five days, making this the perfect opportunity to test the Snake Talisman.

The Immortal Spirit Eye could even see through the Heaven-Altering Great Technique recorded in the Source Heaven Book. Its insight surpassed that of ordinary great powers.

If he could pass Weiwei's scrutiny, Fang Yang wouldn't need to worry about a great power seeing through the Snake Talisman's ability to hide him.

The sun and moon turned, and another morning arrived.

The cave's door opened, and a graceful figure emerged. It was Weiwei, who hadn't come out in three days.

Weiwei gazed ahead as she walked, her steps light and graceful.

A faint sandalwood fragrance drifted across Fang Yang's face. He opened his eyes and looked at the footprints a meter to his right, realizing that the Immortal Spirit Eye hadn't seen through the Snake Talisman's disguise.

It wasn't that the Immortal Spirit Eye had failed to live up to its reputation.

Weiwei's cultivation was simply too low for her to fully unleash its potential.