Azure Sky Peak.
Lesser Yang radiance rose in a haze like azure rosy clouds, like a gate flung open, drinking in yin and yang and breathing out wind and thunder. All the vegetation on the mountain began to flourish, while brilliant daylight flooded the surroundings.
A gateway halfway up the peak suddenly opened, and a young man in an azure-and-gold Daoist robe stepped out. His handsome features looked more mature now, having shed some of their former boyish air.
Dazzling golden words rippled through Xu Ming's eyes like water. The mysteries of his immortal foundation surfaced one after another, and he recalled the passages in the Sun-Moon Unmeasured Dao Scroll.
Lesser Yang, the common gate of heaven and earth, forever open.
Change, expansion, pioneering, enlargement, extension, accommodation.
A dark azure gateway slowly manifested behind him. It looked as though it were made of wood, covered in immortal patterns. A warm yellow Single-Horned Yang Insect clung to its doors, and golden butterflies flew out from within. Faintly, a sun and moon could be seen passing through the gateway, taking turns hanging in the sky.
[Sun-Moon Leisure]
Having successfully broken through, Xu Ming showed a measure of delight. The whole process had taken only a year, no longer than he had expected. He rose on the wind and headed straight for Heavenly Tribulation.
Xu Ming paused briefly, then entered the Main Hall and bowed respectfully.
"Father."
He carried the azure-and-gold [Minor Evil] Dharma Sword on his back and wore an azure-and-gold Cloud-Patterned Daoist Robe. Yet there was little fierce or murderous aura about him; he was more like a deer in the mountains.
"You succeeded."
The silver-robed man seated above slowly lowered the book in his hand. A little delight appeared on his somewhat weathered face as he said:
"[Sun-Moon Leisure] comes