Vajra Indestructible (Please Follow and Read)

Yang Huai's Swordheart Clarity had detected the anomaly early on. The Little Vajra Incantation around his body and his innate divine ability, the Geng Metal Dharma Body, erupted in an instant. Dazzling golden light surfaced beneath his clothes. Under the bear's paw, the Little Vajra Incantation shattered first, but with that brief buffer, Yang Huai transformed into a gust of wind and retreated dozens of yards in a flash. Even so, a strand of immense force swept across his waist. It was easily blocked by the Geng Metal spiritual radiance around him, yet Yang Huai still felt his waist go numb.

His expression shook slightly. The power of such a remnant species of heaven and earth was truly astonishing.

Had he not sensed something wrong beforehand, coupled with the protective spiritual radiance of the Geng Metal Dharma Body, that strike would likely have snapped his waist and killed him!

Having sent all three flying with a single blow, a trace of excitement surfaced in the Mountain Giant Bear's weary eyes. Yellow light flowed around its body, faintly resonating with the earth, as it prepared to seize the chance to escape.

"Still daring to flaunt your ferocity!"

The leading Rockfolk Tribe warrior flew into a rage. His figure flashed, and a surging black baleful aura erupted from his body. His ten-foot-tall frame swelled once more, as though a terrifying demon god had appeared behind him, dragons and serpents coiled around its waist, its demonic might laid bare. He threw a punch and blasted the Mountain Giant Bear straight into the depths of the beast enclosure.

Before him, even the Mountain Giant Bear's strength seemed insufficient.

That vast power of blood and vitality truly seemed capable of moving mountains and filling seas.

As if a demon god had descended.

He then frowned and glanced at the two tribal warriors, helping the heavily injured pair to their feet. He took medicinal ointment from the small pouch on his body and smeared it all over them. Then his gaze fell upon Yang Huai, his eyes filled with surprise.

"The Daoist temple truly hides crouching dragons and tigers!"

He thought to himself.

"Alright, I'll leave the rest to you, Daoist friend!"

Flame Daoist saw this as well, his brows knitting slightly.

Only after seeing the task completed did the Rockfolk Tribe warriors hurry away.

They had other duties.

After everyone had left, Yang Huai recovered somewhat before stepping forward.

"Martial Uncle Flame, who are they? Their physiques seem extraordinarily powerful, but they do not appear to cultivate any ordinary method?"

Flame Daoist nodded.

"The direction of their cultivation is indeed somewhat different from ours. Though we Qi Refiners cultivate divine abilities, what we truly seek is the ultimate truth of the Great Dao... Ah, that sounds rather grandiose. In truth, we merely emulate the ancient divine beings in our cultivation, striving to attain Dao achievements and Dao fruits like theirs!"

"But they are different. Though they cultivate as well, their purpose is self-preservation, survival, and enduring the peril-ridden wilderness!"

After a slight pause, a trace of gravity appeared deep in his eyes.

"Of course, they possess no complete inheritances. Most are fragmented legacies, but there are formidable individuals among them who can cultivate extremely powerful methods from such remnants!"

"For instance, Yan Meng of the Rockfolk Tribe just now cultivated a transformation from those fragments. He forged a copper head and iron arms, and I hear he has even comprehended part of the transformation for regenerating severed limbs. If he can fully comprehend it, his divine abilities will not be weaker than those True Immortals'!"

"So powerful?"

Yang Huai was instantly shaken.

Recalling certain past encounters, Flame Daoist's expression did not look too pleasant.

He warned him.

"You must not underestimate them. Precisely because they do not seek the Great Dao, the various arts they cultivate are usually immensely destructive, exceedingly strange, and vicious. Some tribal people are even more monstrous and evil than the evil spirits and demons of the wilderness!"

"If they become your enemies, you must never show mercy. Should your heart soften and your hand hesitate, one careless moment may see you struck by all manner of inexplicable arts or even curses, dying without ever knowing why!"

A gloomy look filled his eyes. Many of his fellow disciples from the Slaughter Hall had not died at the hands of demon beasts or exotic beasts, but at the hands of such strange fellow humans.

Flame Daoist looked toward the beast enclosure, then said, "They want to sell this batch of exotic beasts alive, so lock them up for now. More 'goods' will arrive tomorrow. That will be when you can truly show your skills!"

A faint smile touched his lips.

Yang Huai took a deep breath. He both welcomed and worried over this kind of work.

What pleased him was that after the slaughter, there would always be something left over. What worried him was that if there were too many beings like the Mountain Giant Bear, such remnant species of heaven and earth, accidents would inevitably arise.

By evening, as the "First Ban" descended, Yang Huai's busy day came to an end.

At that moment, the information on the Bronze Mirror deep within his sea of consciousness changed once again.

Anchored objects.

[Metal Origin Five Aggregates Diagram: 145/206 (Minor Achievement)]

[Suiren Spirit-Aspect Visualization Diagram: 300/1000 (Minor Achievement)]

The Innate Geng Metal Spirit Bones within his body had already reached one hundred and forty-five. He was not far from two hundred and six.

After the many Daoists at the temple had ended their day's cultivation, wisps of dark wind swept in at the foot of Qingping Mountain. Moments later, they transformed into two incomparably ghostly streaks of light that descended to the ground, eventually condensing into two humanoid forms. From afar, they gazed toward Qingping Mountain, sensing the ethereal Dao aura deep within it. The expressions of the two figures changed in succession.

"This mountain contains methods left behind by human sages. We cannot attack by force. We must find a way to infiltrate it!"

The other figure observed carefully. After a moment, it nodded, equally helpless.

"It is also because the Young Lord and Lord Bear were too fond of playing that they fell into such a predicament. Yet the two of us must suffer for it. If the Young Lord and Lord Bear's true bodies are truly harmed, Her Ladyship and Lord Bear Mountain will surely blame us. We cannot bear such guilt!"

At those words, one of the figures said, "If they dare harm the Young Lord and Lord Bear Mountain, then the humans throughout this mountain are seeking their own deaths!"

An eerie jade gleam surfaced deep in his eyes. The two figures wandered unwillingly through the surroundings for a while, but in the end, they did not dare enter the mountain directly. They concealed themselves deep in the forest and vanished.

At the Yang Family Hunting Grounds, beneath a jujube tree, Yang Huai stood in the Heavenly Cycle Primordial Unity Stance. With every breath drawn and released from deep in his chest, it was as though war drums thundered. Beneath his skin, his flesh, muscles, and even tendons and bones trembled with an invisible tide of blood and vitality, like unheard heavenly music shaking the air. Layer upon layer of blood and vitality surged, penetrating every aperture of his body. Strands of it flowed into the depths of his soul, making the soul itself breathe. An intangible spiritual awareness seemed to break through its embryonic shell and send out its first bud. At this moment, the blood and vitality around his body did not spill outward; instead, it sank into his limbs and bones.

This was an auspicious sign that the Greater Circulatory Cycle of the Lesser Circulatory Cycle Method was nearing completion.

In the distance, Yuan Xiuxiu raised her head and swept a glance over Yang Huai, remaining rather calm.

Yet if Yang Huai's performance were spread abroad, it would be truly shocking.

He was clearly only of mediocre aptitude, yet his cultivation of the Lesser Circulatory Cycle Method was so swift, as though he had cultivated it in a previous life. Every time his circulatory cycle opened apertures and connected meridians, he suffered not the slightest injury.

Even she had been unable to achieve such precision back then.

If this was not extraordinary talent, what was?

At this rate, in at most half a year or so, he could attempt the Hundred Days Foundation Establishment and break through the shell barrier.

A trace of concern appeared in Yuan Xiuxiu's eyes. Before that stage, she needed to prepare a path forward for Yang Huai. After all, Yang Huai's innate constitution was still inferior to others'. He would need many immortal medicines to make up for it after birth, and who knew how many hardships he would need to endure before he could transform a superior Dao foundation.

Just then, Yang Huai opened his eyes. Sensing the transformation of his spiritual awareness, a smile appeared in his gaze.

This change was truly wonderful.

No wonder they said that one who heard the Dao in the morning could die content in the evening.

Suddenly, Yang Huai seemed to recall something and could not help asking, "My wife, do you know of any methods in this world that can free departed souls and send all spirits to heaven?"

Yuan Xiuxiu glanced at him upon hearing this.

"What are you asking that for, husband?"

Yang Huai gave a dry laugh and merely said, "Liu Da passed away some days ago. I saw that the Liu Family's funeral rites were quite lively, so it set me thinking..."

He casually made up a reason to brush it off, though an inexplicable anticipation stirred in his heart.

Yuan Xiuxiu nodded.

"Of course there are. Within the Nine Heavens Orthodox Path, there is no lack of sages who often enter the mortal world to deliver beings from suffering and save living creatures. Those with the proper fortune may obtain supreme blessings through such precious edicts."

"Could my wife teach me those scriptures and precious edicts?"

Yang Huai's eyes lit up.

After thinking for a moment, he added, "Preferably not the sort of precious edicts and scriptures that borrow the power of Orthodox Path sages. It would be best if one could deliver them through one's own power!"

There were also many precious edicts and scriptures in Yang Huai's memories, but most required borrowing the sages' great vows or the power that answered cries and rescued the suffering in order to save and deliver departed souls. If they were such scriptures, the sages of the Nine Heavens Orthodox Path might not be able to penetrate the shackles of heaven and earth and send their power into the Xi Huang Kingdom. They might prove of little use. But if one could deliver living beings through one's own strength, perhaps it could be done.

Yuan Xiuxiu frowned at this. There were far fewer scriptures of that kind.

Moreover, they consumed a great deal of one's own energy and were not worth the effort.

Could he be trying to temper his Dao heart through this? Become an ascetic cultivator?

She gave Yang Huai a strange look, but after thinking it over, she still said, "Of course there are. Do you wish to learn?"