Let This Taiyi Sect Old Ancestor Be You!

It was already night. The lanterns hanging in the courtyard cast a dim yellow glow.

Shen'er and Qian'er had practiced calligraphy all day and were quite exhausted. After dinner, they went over to Lü Zhongtang's place to play chess.

Duan Rong sat alone in his room. On the low table lay the beast-hide booklet Lü Yinlin had given him. It contained explanations on how those in the Nascent Soul Realm could wield the power of their Dao bodies, as well as how to refine Seed Characters.

To one who had not attained the Nascent Soul Realm, those descriptions would have been as inscrutable as a heavenly tome. But to Duan Rong now, every word resonated with his heart. In truth, he had already understood these things when he attained the Nascent Soul Realm. Yet after being cleansed by the contents of this booklet, some of his formerly hazy insights began to grow ever clearer.

After reading the method for refining Seed Characters, Duan Rong could not help smiling knowingly beneath the lamp.

He raised his head and looked at the window lattice before him, knowing that beyond it lay the thick darkness of night.

There was now a true peace in Duan Rong's heart. He had finally attained the Nascent Soul Realm.

The Nascent Soul Realm was almost the pinnacle of existence in the Nine Provinces. As far as he knew, among the founders of the Eight Sects of the Nine Provinces, aside from Lingji Master of the Dharma Appearance Sect, all the others, like him, were merely at the early stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.

In other words, with his current cultivation, as long as Lingji Master of the Dharma Appearance Sect did not intervene, no one could kill him.

Moreover, the faint unease that had once lingered