1,380? Really Not That Many!

Heart of Law—after every great power fell, the Power of Laws within their body condensed into Hearts of Law. Each Heart of Law contained only one type of law. If a great power had comprehended multiple laws, then multiple Hearts of Law would form after their death.

Murong Jingyu took out the Heart of Law. Spiritual light shimmered from it as it brimmed with the laws comprehended by the Carefree Daoist, carrying an aura of heaviness and inclusiveness. Clearly, the Carefree Daoist had comprehended the Law of Earth.

"No wonder it is called a law. It is like the rules of heaven and earth."

Taishu Yun also sensed that distinctly different aura.

After putting away the Heart of Law, Murong Jingyu looked at Taishu Yun and Taishu Jing. Seeing that neither of them seemed particularly interested, she was somewhat puzzled.

"You two do not seem very interested?"

"It is enough just to know such a thing exists. As for you, you probably have no use for something like that yet, right?"

Taishu Jing waved his hand and looked at Murong Jingyu.

"My imperial father needs it. With the Heart of Law, he should be able to advance to the Cave Profound Realm," Murong Jingyu explained.

Taishu Yun and Taishu Jing were surprised. With a Heart of Law, one could advance to the Cave Profound Realm? Could it be that the realm after the Inscription Realm was comprehending laws?

"It is not what you think. The realm after the Inscription Realm is the World Condensation Realm, where one condenses a Dantian Inner World. After the World Condensation Realm comes the Cave Profound Realm. Only at that realm can one be considered a great power, comprehending the true meaning of the Dao and condensing Great Dao laws."

"After the Cave Profound Realm come the Void Nether Realm and the Saint Realm. I am sure Sister never told you about those, because she had never looked into them either."

Murong Jingyu smiled as she spoke to her two young nephews.

Screech!

At that moment, Little Fire returned, carrying an enormous prey animal—a Jade Tusk Elephant.

Taishu Yun began processing the Jade Tusk Elephant. Before long, the aroma of meat wafted through the air.

After they finished eating.

"Xiaoyun, Jing, what realm are you in now?" Murong Jingyu asked.

"Greater Accomplishment of the Spirit Vein Realm. But beating you would be like playing around," Taishu Jing said with a grin.

Murong Jingyu rolled her eyes at him. She knew Taishu Jing was not trying to scare her. She had always sensed a dangerous aura from the two brothers.

"Little Aunt, how long can you stay out this time?" Taishu Yun asked.

"That depends on my mood, but I can stay no longer than three months before I have to return," Murong Jingyu said.

Taishu Yun nodded. That was normal. As a princess of a country, Murong Jingyu held an exalted status and naturally could not remain outside for too long.

"Then do you want to come with us and see Mother? We can also help guide your cultivation while we are at it. Look at you, already so grown up, yet your strength is still this little—you cannot even beat children."

Taishu Jing looked at her and spoke lazily.

"Jing." Taishu Yun shot him a glance, and he immediately shut his mouth.

"You are not ordinary children. As it happens, I also want to see Sister. I will cultivate with you for a while too, and see just how exactly you cultivate."

Murong Jingyu's tone brimmed with curiosity. The two boys looked only six or seven years old, and their Spirit Vein Realm cultivation was already astonishing. Yet what was even more terrifying was their combat strength—they could actually suppress Dao Foundation Realm cultivators. That Steward Mu from before was the best example.

Cultivation had never been a standard for measuring a genius. To Battle Across Realms was as simple as eating and drinking for them. What was truly terrifying was how many realms they could cross.

For people like Taishu Yun and Taishu Jing, crossing an entire major realm was simply unheard of. Moreover, Dao Foundation Realm cultivators had already begun seeking Enlightenment. Their Dao arts might not have been particularly exquisite, but they should not have been something Spirit Vein Realm cultivators could contend against. Yet in the hands of these two brothers, it had become reality.

Even Murong Jingyu herself, having condensed an eighth-grade Soul Palace in the Soul Palace Realm, could defeat ordinary Dao Foundation Realm cultivators. Yet she still could not defeat the stronger experts among the Dao Foundation Realm. Even so, she was considered a minor genius in Yun Country.

"Little Aunt, I see an aura of Artistic Conception around you. How much have you comprehended?" Taishu Yun asked.

"I have comprehended forty percent of my Sword Intent," Murong Jingyu replied.

"Then how many Dao Law Runes of the sword Dao has Little Aunt condensed?" Taishu Jing continued asking.

A trace of pride appeared on Murong Jingyu's face. "One thousand three hundred and eighty."

Upon hearing that number, Uncle Lin smiled in gratification as well. To comprehend over a thousand Dao Law Runes while still in the Soul Palace Realm was already extremely impressive. Even he himself had only barely condensed a little over three thousand Dao Law Runes thus far.

And later, to condense laws, one needed to condense at least ten thousand Dao Law Runes. Uncle Lin understood that his potential had already been exhausted. He simply could not cultivate to the point of laws; reaching the Inscription Realm would likely be his limit.

"Hahaha, that really does sound like a lot—one thousand three hundred and eighty," Taishu Jing could not help laughing.

Neither Murong Jingyu nor Uncle Lin knew why Taishu Jing was laughing. Was one thousand three hundred and eighty Dao Law Runes not a lot? One had to know that some Dao Foundation Realm cultivators could not even condense that many Dao Law Runes in their entire lives.

"Brother, show them whether one thousand three hundred and eighty is a lot or not."

Seeing the confusion in their eyes, Taishu Jing spoke to Taishu Yun.

"Little Aunt, the reason geniuses are geniuses is that they do not hold themselves to the most ordinary standards, nor are they bound by those mundane conventions. Watch carefully."

Taishu Jing spoke solemnly to Murong Jingyu. Then he extended a hand, palm upward. A golden rune leaped into being, then, before the eyes of the two of them, multiplied as if splitting apart, rapidly increasing until it soon reached a terrifying number.

"Th-this... how is that possible?!"

Uncle Lin stared wide-eyed at the dense mass of Dao Law Runes, glittering like starlight, and cried out in shock.

Murong Jingyu had long since lost her voice. She had watched with her own eyes as one Dao Law Rune grew to such an extent. At a glance, she could see that these Dao Law Runes had reached the terrifying number of over a hundred thousand.

"Now you know. One thousand three hundred and eighty really is not that many," Taishu Jing said with a soft chuckle.

"You truly are monsters," Murong Jingyu could only say.

"You are not the first to say so," Taishu Jing accepted the praise without the slightest politeness.

Murong Jingyu had seen too many things in Taishu Yun and Taishu Jing that astonished her. Whether it was talent, Dao arts, or State of Mind, she had always believed herself to be a true genius. Only that person from the Cang Royal Mansion had ever made her feel pressure.

Yet just as she had been content with that belief, two children more than ten years younger than her had left her countless heavens behind in talent, Dao arts, and State of Mind. For the first time, she realized that even in Yun Country, there were mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people. Those true favored sons of heaven had never been constrained by mundane conventions, because their very existence transcended convention.

"It is getting late. We should head back," Taishu Yun said as he stood.

Screech!

Little Fire beat its wings and soared into the sky, carrying the four of them as it vanished into the Cloud Dream Marsh.

After returning to the clan, Taishu Yun and Taishu Jing took Murong Jingyu to see their mother. Unexpectedly, the moment the sisters met, they burst into tears at one another, making Taishu Jing feel rather uncomfortable. Still, he could understand it—when fellow townsfolk met, tears welled in both their eyes; let alone blood sisters, so even if they cried themselves into a river, it would not be strange.

Leaving them the space to reminisce, Taishu Yun and Taishu Jing departed. They still had to hand over the items they had obtained from the ruins to the clan. The two kept only some precious medicinal herbs, while giving everything else—including the remaining Heavenly Thunder Purple Gold—to the clan, much to the delight of the three elders.

A full moon hung high overhead.

The small courtyard was quiet as the brothers Taishu Yun and Taishu Jing sat atop the roof.

A graceful figure leaped onto the roof and came before them. "What are you two doing on the roof in the middle of the night?"

"Watching the moon," Taishu Jing replied, glancing at her.

Murong Jingyu knew that could not be the real reason. She sat down beside them without saying anything, simply gazing quietly at the bright crescent moon in the sky.

"How does it feel to see the sister you have not seen for many years?" Taishu Jing asked, glancing at her.

"It feels nostalgic. The last time I saw Sister was eight years ago, but it feels as though it happened only yesterday," Murong Jingyu said with a smile.

Taishu Jing nodded. "Do you want to cultivate with us?"

"Of course. Was that not what you said?" Murong Jingyu asked in return, giving a mischievous smile.

"Fine. Brother, I will entrust this glorious and great task to you. Teach her well, so she will not embarrass herself when she goes out in the future," Taishu Jing called to Taishu Yun without the slightest courtesy.

"Go to hell," Murong Jingyu said, rolling her eyes at Taishu Jing.

"No problem, Little Aunt. Starting tomorrow, cultivate with us. We will guide your cultivation," Taishu Yun said with a smile.

"No problem," Murong Jingyu readily agreed. Although it was somewhat strange to have nephews so much younger than her teach her cultivation, they were stronger than she was.