Swept Along by the Tide, Nothing More Than Pitiful People—Secluded Cultivation Breakthrough

On the Battle Arena, the nine disciples of the Yin Yang Sacred Land stood in a row.

Across from them, Jun Wangyou's expression remained solemn. He had no intention of underestimating them.

From the moment he decided to enter the cultivation world, Jun Wangyou had warned himself.

The waters of the cultivation world ran deep. No one could be underestimated.

Because you never knew whether the person standing before you was some hidden schemer.

The safest approach was to give it everything, no matter who he faced.

The outcome did not matter. What mattered was having no regrets.

Very soon, the nine from the Yin Yang Sacred Land moved.

They split into several directions and charged at Jun Wangyou with all their strength.

Kill!

The nine roared inwardly, releasing overwhelming killing intent.

Each of them unleashed their own methods.

Especially the disciple named Xiong Lie, whose momentum was the most terrifying.

He was broad and towering. As he charged forward, he resembled an ancient savage bull, radiating immense pressure.

"Hoo."

Jun Wangyou took a deep breath and did his best to find that feeling from before.

As he sensed the killing intent of the nine drawing closer, Jun Wangyou's heart instead gradually calmed.

Empty his mind and find his true self.

It's here.

Jun Wangyou opened his eyes. The moment he saw the scene before him, his heart relaxed.

In his eyes, time seemed to freeze once more.

The nine people only a meter away from him seemed to have been locked in place.

Except for Xiong Lie, whose body was still slowly moving.

Though he was extremely slow, compared to the other eight, he was practically moving at high speed.

But that was all.

The choice appeared again, and Jun Wangyou continued to ignore it.

With an expressionless face, he threw punch after punch. One punch per person, smashing all nine of their heads apart.

Red and white matter scattered across the ground.

Jun Wangyou gently withdrew his fist, then cupped his hands and bowed toward Chen Jianxuan.

Afterward, he left the Battle Arena without a word.

There was no joy of victory in his heart.

Because whether it was him or those ten disciples, they were merely chess pieces and tools.

Neither side had wanted this battle, yet neither side had any choice but to fight.

In truth, from the moment Jun Wangyou instantly killed Che Qingyi,

Chen Jianxuan could have stopped the battle.

But he had not.

Because if he called it off, the Yin Yang Sacred Land would gain a reputation for fleeing without fighting.

Between the deaths of ten elite disciples and the Sacred Land's reputation,

Chen Jianxuan chose the latter.

There was no right or wrong in that. It was merely a matter of weighing a scale—whichever side was heavier was chosen!

And if those ten disciples had been replaced by Jun Wangyou, perhaps the outcome would have been different.

Watching Jun Wangyou leave with a hint of fatigue, True Man Qingwei withdrew his gaze and smiled at Chen Jianxuan.

"Junior Brother Chen, thank you for letting us win."

True Man Qingwei's face was brimming with smug delight.

Chen Jianxuan, on the other hand, was the complete opposite.

His face had darkened to the extreme. Suddenly, perhaps from anger or perhaps because he found it amusing, he laughed.

"Senior Brother Qingwei, you truly took in a fine disciple!! With someone like him, the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land can prosper for another five thousand years. This junior brother is truly envious beyond measure."

"Still, Senior Brother Qingwei, you must never let him go out to gain experience. The outside world... is very dangerous!

"If he were to perish by accident, that would be far too regrettable."

This was practically an undisguised threat.

True Man Qingwei's expression also darkened. He snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and left.

"Make yourself at home, Junior Brother!"

After the battle ended, Jun Wangyou hurried back to Lingtian Peak without stopping.

Only after returning to his room did Jun Wangyou feel slightly at ease.

Yet his mind was still replaying that sensation from earlier.

The feeling of controlling everything after Time-Space Stasis was simply incredible!

It was utterly unforgettable.

Jun Wangyou immediately made up his mind. He had to figure out this ability.

This skill was an absolute divine skill—not just for him, but for anyone!

A divine skill that could make one invincible among those of the same realm!

It was absolutely worth Jun Wangyou spending his entire life exploring.

In the days that followed, Jun Wangyou began secluded cultivation.

The mountain below was too dangerous. Better to lie low and cultivate honestly.

While Jun Wangyou was cultivating in seclusion,

the outcome of this battle swiftly spread throughout the Eastern Continent.

Countless cultivators were stunned, especially by the fact that he had exploded Che Qingyi's head. He was truly ruthless—more ruthless than the ruthless ones.

As for the battle's outcome, most cultivators of the Eastern Continent found it entirely reasonable.

Jun Wangyou was in the Extreme Realm. Wasn't fighting ten cultivators of the same realm as easy as playing around?

What they did not know was that these ten cultivators of the same realm were already the Yin Yang Sacred Land's finest ten disciples at that level.

Naturally, outsiders could never learn this information.

The Yin Yang Sacred Land would not spread it either.

Because it was damn humiliating.

Spring passed and summer arrived. In the blink of an eye, three months went by.

On this day, the spiritual energy atop Lingtian Peak suddenly erupted. All the spiritual energy within a thousand meters madly rushed toward a certain room on Lingtian Peak.

As a result, the spiritual energy on dozens of surrounding peaks was directly drained dry.

Countless disciples in the midst of cultivation cursed furiously.

They all emerged from their cave dwellings.

Everyone wanted to see which bastard was so shamelessly disregarding all rules.

But when they saw all the spiritual energy rushing toward Lingtian Peak, every one of them fell silent.

The words at their lips were forcibly swallowed back down.

There was no other reason. In the current Heavenly Dao Sacred Land, even a dog knew that Jun Wangyou had limitless potential.

He was one of the people in the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land who absolutely could not be provoked.

Never mind merely draining the spiritual energy—even if Jun Wangyou drove all of them out of the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land, they would not dare say a single word.

"Senior Brother Jun... is he about to break through to Foundation Establishment?"

A disciple exclaimed in surprise.

But he was not surprised by Jun Wangyou's cultivation speed being fast. Rather, it was too slow.

Yes, too slow.

Three months ago, everyone had already believed Jun Wangyou to be at Qi Refining Great Perfection!

After three months had passed, countless people thought Jun Wangyou had at least reached Foundation Establishment Great Perfection.

Yet they had never expected that Jun Wangyou had only just broken through to Foundation Establishment.

For a time, countless people did not know what to say.

Too fast?

For ordinary people, that speed was indeed fast.

But Jun Wangyou was a peerless monster who had broken the Eternal Extreme Realm.

With that in mind, this speed seemed far too slow.

His reputation did not match the reality.

At this moment, Jun Wangyou could not be bothered to think about what others were thinking.

Even if he knew, he would not care.

Because at this moment, his heart was bleeding from pain.

Inside the room, Jun Wangyou sat cross-legged.

At his dantian, a visible vortex of spiritual energy was madly devouring spiritual energy.

However, the spiritual energy absorbed from heaven and earth alone was completely insufficient.

Thus, the room was also covered with spirit stones—several thousand of them.

This was precisely what made Jun Wangyou's heart ache.

Several thousand spirit stones might seem like a lot, but in less than fifteen minutes, the spiritual energy vortex in Jun Wangyou's dantian would devour every last one of them.

Several thousand spirit stones!

Just like that, they were gone.

The key was that those spirit stones had not even made a ripple.

The vortex in his dantian was like a bottomless pit.

With no other choice, Jun Wangyou could only take out several thousand more.

Yet the result was the same. They vanished in an instant.

Jun Wangyou's heart ached unbearably!

He had never expected that merely breaking through to Nascent Spirit Early Stage would consume so many spirit stones.

What about later?

How much would he need to consume?

If he broke through to the Ascension Realm, would he have to drain half the cultivation world dry?

Sure enough, being invincible among peers came at a price.

I need to find a way to make money!

Jun Wangyou thought to himself. This could not continue.

He had only reached Foundation Establishment Early Stage and was already consuming so much. The spirit stones he would need later would definitely be an astronomical figure.

The Sacred Land's monthly stipend and True Man Qingwei's rewards were nowhere near enough.

He was not someone who lived off his elders.

He had to earn money himself.

Thus, Jun Wangyou divided his attention. While slowly breaking through, he pondered how to make money.

However, Jun Wangyou did not notice that as he broke through, the phantom of a thirty-sixth-grade Chaos Green Lotus had appeared behind him.

As time passed bit by bit, the phantom of the Chaos Green Lotus gradually became more solid.