Filling the Pit, Bibi Dong Enters the Blue Silver Emperor A Yin's Cave

The next morning, Xiao Wuji and Bibi Dong set out from Spirit City.

At first, the two traveled by carriage, but shortly after leaving the vicinity of Spirit City, they switched to horseback. Upon entering a dense forest, they began to travel on foot, much like a leisurely journey.

Along the way, Bibi Dong explained to Xiao Wuji a great deal of knowledge regarding spirits, spirit beasts, and the cultivation of spirit masters.

Beyond the meditation techniques commonly practiced by spirit masters, Spirit Hall possessed other, superior methods of cultivation that functioned much like the internal energy circulation paths of martial arts.

However, these rudimentary cultivation methods paled in comparison to the Nine Yang Manual; not only was the progress slow, but they also lacked any supplementary effects.

Although Xiao Wuji had obtained a divine art, his practical experience was shallow, and what he lacked was precisely the kind of foundational internal energy cultivation experience that Bibi Dong possessed.

As he learned and contemplated, he accelerated his understanding of the Nine Yang Manual. By working backward from the high-level concepts and integrating them with meditation, he synthesized a set of foundational internal energy cultivation techniques and gifted them to Bibi Dong.

Despite teaching him throughout the journey, Bibi Dong was frequently struck by the profound insights in her disciple's words. By the end, when she received this brand-new and superior cultivation method, she was left in a daze.

The guidebooks she had obtained after her rebirth had long since mentioned that Xiao Wuji possessed extraordinary comprehension and would improve spirit power cultivation methods; it was true indeed.

As night fell, a tent in the dense forest glowed with light.

Without the guidance of a High Priest, Bibi Dong had to rely on herself to become a god. Now that she possessed this cultivation method, she could not wait to begin practicing, hoping to accelerate her progress through the divine trials and hasten her path to godhood.

Since leaving Spirit City, she had received no further guidance. Bibi Dong had transitioned from initial anxiety to a state of calm; being able to spend more time with her disciple could be considered compensation for the coldness she had shown him in her previous life.

Except for the very beginning, the master and disciple had been sharing a tent for some time now.

Xiao Wuji placed one palm against the small of Bibi Dong's back and the other against her lower abdomen, circulating his Nine Yang internal energy to assist her cultivation.

He had not explicitly written this scene in the book he gave Bibi Dong, but that was a novel, and as the author, it was only natural that he could not account for every single detail.

However, this experience allowed Bibi Dong to personally feel the benefits of the improved spirit power cultivation method, which he believed would increase her immersion.

After Xiao Wuji channeled his energy, Bibi Dong's delicate body trembled. She felt a surge of scorching heat pour into her body and spread to her limbs and bones, as if a snow-capped mountain that had been buried for years had suddenly been struck by the brilliant rays of the sun.

Under the movement of that heat, the ice and snow on the peaks melted, and trickling streams flowed gently, nourishing her entire body like sweet dew—it was an indescribable comfort.

The Nine Yang Manual that Xiao Wuji possessed was the newly revised version, the final iteration of the martial art. It combined the harmony of Yin and Yang and the balance of hardness and softness, and could also be called the Yin-Yang Harmony Manual.

Bibi Dong had inherited the Rakshasa God's legacy, which was a profound opportunity, but without the guidance of a High Priest, her cultivation had gradually gone astray. If she were to become a god this way, her temperament would be drastically altered, turning her into a true demon; she would be far from the word "god," representing nothing more than a high level of power.

It was like Mei Chaofeng, who had obtained half of the Nine Yin Manual; the manual contained orthodox martial arts, but she had practiced the evil Nine Yin Bone Claw instead.

To beings like the God of Evil in the Douluo God Realm, the titles of gods might differ, but they were not purely evil.

As Xiao Wuji channeled his Nine Yang internal energy to assist her in practicing the foundational internal energy, the Yin-Yang harmony attribute naturally guided her back to the right path.

However, one was a novice in this cultivation, while the other was a Titled Douluo with deep spirit power; even with the conversion, it was like trying to put out a cartload of burning firewood with a single cup of water.

After a while, Bibi Dong, having gained a grasp of the new cultivation method, trembled violently as if she had caught a chill, and a soft cry escaped her lips.

A cold, sinister force erupted from her body, forcing Xiao Wuji's palms away.

Bibi Dong panted incessantly, her body drenched in fragrant sweat. After a long while, she finally snapped out of her daze; this cultivation method was truly extraordinary.

As the cold, sinister energy penetrated his body, Xiao Wuji was startled, but he was not afraid.

As his days of cultivation increased, he had long since understood the essence of the two lines from the Nine Yang Manual: "Let them be as strong as they may, the clear breeze blows upon the mountain ridge. Let them be as reckless as they may, the bright moon shines upon the great river."

No matter how fierce or vicious the enemy, one could treat them as the breeze blowing on the mountain or the moon reflecting on the river; though they might strike, they could cause no harm.

The scripture also stated: "Let them be cruel and let them be evil, I have my own breath of true energy that is sufficient."

This was the method to remain unharmed.

Xiao Wuji accelerated the circulation of his internal energy, spreading it throughout his body. When the cold, sinister energy penetrated him, it simply followed his energy flow until it reached his Dantian, where it underwent a transformation.

According to the scripture, Xiao Wuji's energy circulated like a wheel, acting like a millstone. The cold external force was crushed and dissipated within his Dantian, becoming a stream of pure energy that was assimilated. It was truly like drinking sweet dew—an indescribably beneficial feeling.

That cold, sinister energy was the spirit power Bibi Dong had refined as she continuously participated in the divine trials to inherit her godhood. Even a tiny fraction of it was of great benefit to the current Xiao Wuji.

Bibi Dong glanced back at Xiao Wuji, who had fallen into a meditative state and would not wake up for a while. She quickly removed a piece of black fabric from her body, and seeing the damp purple patterns on it, her cheeks flushed a burning red.

Why hadn't this detail been written in the book?

She remained in a daze for a moment before tucking it away into her spirit tool.

Another sunny morning arrived. Xiao Wuji clenched his palms, feeling his internal energy as full as water, and woke up feeling refreshed. The first thing he saw was Bibi Dong's familiar phoenix eyes.

"Good morning, Teacher," Xiao Wuji greeted with a smile.

Bibi Dong pulled away the hand that had provided such a sense of stability and sat up slowly, her long, silky hair cascading down to her waist and hips. She said softly, "We are almost near that small valley. The rest is up to your own efforts; do as I told you."

Xiao Wuji rubbed his face, his deep eyes brightening: A hundred-thousand-year spirit bone, an eighty-five-thousand-year spirit ring—I'm coming!

After breakfast, Xiao Wuji bid farewell to Bibi Dong and sprinted toward the valley where the sound of roaring water could be heard.

He had absorbed and refined the energy Bibi Dong had transferred into his body, and his internal energy had increased by another notch. It was gradually achieving the effects of the Nine Yang Divine Art, and he ran faster and faster, not daring to feel a hint of fatigue.

Upon entering the valley and seeing the cascading waterfall, Xiao Wuji leaped, using his internal energy to adhere to the cliff face. He performed the Gecko Wall-Climbing Skill, shot straight upward, and focused his gaze into the waterfall.

He saw a cave entrance appear, and Xiao Wuji turned his body sideways, sliding inside.

The cave was quite dark. Xiao Wuji fiddled with the ring-shaped spirit tool Bibi Dong had given him and took out a glowing crystal to illuminate his path.

As he reached the interior, everything around him lit up. A stone hole appeared at the top of the cave wall, and here, he found a stone chamber of only about ten square meters.