What Is the Nascent Soul?

Duan Rong walked into Lü Yinlin's cave dwelling.

Lü Yinlin sat there, his gaze cold as he looked at him. Lü Yinlin had long wanted to ask Duan Rong: over a year ago, in the valley, blazing flames had ignited all around him. That had clearly been the Dharma Appearance Sect's supreme secret art—the Great Bright Flame. Where had Duan Rong learned this secret art, and how had he mastered it?

However, Lü Yinlin felt that asking about it so bluntly the moment he saw Duan Rong would somewhat diminish the bearing of an Old Ancestor. So, he intended to first ask Duan Rong why he had come looking for him, then find an opportunity to raise the question in his heart.

Upon seeing Lü Yinlin, Duan Rong respectfully bowed in salute.

Lü Yinlin said, "Rise. Boy Duan, where have you been this past year or so?"

Duan Rong rose and said, "Reporting to Old Ancestor, this disciple has been comprehending the miasma in the Miao Village Deep Mountain."

Lü Yinlin nodded. "Comprehending miasma? Then your sudden return—could it be that you encountered something you could not understand?"

"Precisely." Duan Rong said, "This disciple has something he wishes to ask Old Ancestor."

Lü Yinlin said, "Go on."

As Lü Yinlin spoke, he took a sip of clear water. Then he heard Duan Rong say, "This disciple wishes to ask Old Ancestor: what is the Nascent Soul Realm, and how does one condense a Nascent Soul?"

Lü Yinlin set down the bamboo water tube in his hand, his expression already darkening somewhat. He glanced at Duan Rong and said coldly, "Do not aim too high. What the Nascent Soul Realm is—you will naturally learn when the time comes..."

Halfway through his words, they suddenly caught in his throat. He stared blankly