An aura of utmost yin and softness flowed out, enveloping his entire body.
A mysterious yin diagram merged into his heart.
He forgot both himself and the world, sinking completely into that indescribable Dao Realm.
The Yin-Yang Qi converged, and celestial notes of the Great Dao faintly rang in his ears.
Like the peal of mighty bells, like sacred nectar poured over his head, they shook him awake to profound truths.
He immersed himself in it, utterly intoxicated.
He gained a great deal.
Chapter 41: The ambushed Yin-Yang Holy Son
"Heh, to think the rumors were actually true..."
Dawn broke, and the sun began to rise.
On Mysterious Sun Mountain, Taiyi sat cross-legged, utterly motionless.
By the time he awoke from that indescribable state of enlightenment and slowly came back to himself, the sun was already high overhead.
Taiyi's eyes shone as an amused smile appeared on his face. "Well, that saved me quite a bit of trouble!"
He had thought he would have to expend more effort.
He never imagined it would come so easily, falling into his hands without any effort at all.
He did not know whether his comprehension was too exceptional or the people of the Yin-Yang Sect were simply too lacking.
Throughout those long years, no one had ever obtained the legacy and insights that the Yin-Yang Sect sage had left behind before passing away in meditation.
Though it was only a portion rather than the whole, he had still gained a great deal.
He believed that, given a little more time, obtaining the complete legacy of the Yin-Yang Sect would be no problem.
"Hmm?"
Just as Taiyi was preparing to leave Mysterious Sun Mountain.
A pleasant, melodious voice rang out, yet it was filled with mockery and contempt. "Another fool dreaming of obtaining a Sage Transmission?"
A group approached with graceful steps.
The woman leading them had a lovely face and a graceful figure. Her robes fluttered, lending her an air beyond the mundane.
Yet a trace of harshness and icy aloofness lingered between her brows as she said coolly, "Even the Holy Son once sat here for months without gaining anything, let alone some insignificant Bitter Sea Realm cultivator!"
"Hehe, I remember him. He only joined our Yin-Yang Sect recently..." A female Dao Palace Realm disciple following her chuckled. "I think Elder Lu Yan took him as her disciple!"
"Oh? So that's how it is..."
The Yin-Yang Holy Maiden gave Taiyi a meaningful look.
Her gaze held a trace of pity and derision, and she had no intention of speaking to him.
As though she disdained wasting words on a doomed man with no future, she left without another thought.
"The Yin-Yang Sect's Holy Maiden?"
Taiyi's gaze remained calm, without the slightest ripple.
He chuckled and returned indifferently to the mountain peak where Elder Lu Yan resided.
Elder Lu Yan had already been waiting there for some time, her expression seemingly filled with impatience and displeasure.
Beside her stood a young woman with a vacant expression, dazed and muddleheaded.
Her clothing was rather luxurious, and her makeup was refined.
One glance was enough to tell that she was a daughter of a distinguished family, not a village woman from the countryside.
Traces of tears still lingered on her delicate face, like rain on pear blossoms, as though she had been crying.
"Where did you go? Your master has been waiting for you for ages!"
Lu Yan's gaze was icy, her displeasure plain.
"Sorry, Master. I was cultivating on Mysterious Sun Mountain, so I came back late!"
He glanced at the young woman.
Inwardly speechless, Taiyi could only play along, feigning composure as he offered his explanation.
If he had already obtained the Yin-Yang Sect's complete legacy, he would have found an opportunity to dust off his backside and leave long ago.
Why else would he waste time dealing with this woman who harbored ill intentions?
"I've already heard that some new disciple keeps going there to meditate every few days, chasing wild fantasies..."
Lu Yan, voluptuous and still charming, narrowed her long, phoenix-like eyes and stared straight at Taiyi.
Her voice carried displeasure and brooked no defiance. "Don't go there again. Stay here and concentrate on your cultivation. There can't possibly be any sage's insights there, so stop indulging in delusions!"
"If there really were anything there, would a Bitter Sea cultivator like you get a turn?"
Over the long years, countless prodigies of the Yin-Yang Sect had searched and cultivated there, yet they had found nothing.
And you're just a minor cultivator who has barely reached the fourth step of the nine-step heavenly ladder.
What gives you the nerve to think you can do it? You simply don't know your own limits.
He had made her lose all face.
"Yes, Master..."
Taiyi's face was expressionless.
He could not be bothered to argue and maintained a thoroughly respectful demeanor.
Inwardly, however, he paid her no heed, nor did he intend to let her restrain him.
"All right, enough talk..."
Lu Yan lightly patted Taiyi's shoulder.
Licking her red lips, she asked with a smile, "This woman took me quite some trouble to find. She's a Bitter Sea Realm cultivator herself. You know what to do, don't you?"
"I understand!"
He looked at the young woman.
Taiyi's eyes lit up involuntarily, his expression both surprised and delighted. "Thank you, Master! I'll cultivate diligently and strive to break through to the Four Extremes Secret Realm as soon as possible!"
"As long as you understand your master's intentions. Work hard!"
Lu Yan swayed her hips and leisurely walked away.
Taiyi, seemingly somewhat excited.
Impatiently brought the young woman, who had been controlled by a spell and obeyed his every command, back to his palace.
Then he returned to his calm, composed demeanor.
He did not rush to undo the restrictions placed on the young woman.
He merely took a treasure box from his Bitter Sea and stored her inside it.
Sitting cross-legged, he began carefully studying the opening section of the Ancient Yin-Yang Scripture he had obtained on Mysterious Sun Mountain.
"Yin and yang are the Dao of heaven and earth, the governing principles of all things..."
"One yin and one yang are called the Dao..."
Taiyi pored over the Ancient Yin-Yang Scripture.
His mind began to immerse itself in the text, and his divine power started circulating in accordance with it.
The Yin-Yang Qi flowed around his body.
They continually converged, flickering between light and darkness.
"The Yin-Yang Great Dao truly is exquisitely profound..."
After a long while.
He opened his eyes.
Brilliant flashes crossed his eyes as Taiyi remarked with emotion, "No wonder that ancient ancestor of the Yin-Yang Sect could rely on the Yin-Yang Great Dao to sweep across the world in his era and slay Extraterrestrial Deities..."
Rumor had it that the Yin-Yang Sect's founding ancestor had once been invincible beneath heaven in ancient times.
Such claims were best taken with a grain of salt, of course, but there was no denying that the ancestor had traveled exceedingly far along the Yin-Yang Great Dao and had certainly been an ancient Great Saint of astonishing strength.
Otherwise, he could never have established a flourishing sect like the Yin-Yang Sect in the Central Plains, a land blessed with exceptional people and spiritual abundance, much less left behind an Inherited Saint Weapon like the Yin-Yang Mirror.
"Unfortunately, even if I obtained the Taiyin True Scripture, cultivating both Taiyin and Taiyang might not be the right path for me!"
The reason was simple: he already possessed the utterly forceful, supremely yang Sun Sacred Body.
If he took the path of utmost yang to its ultimate limit, he might well be able to generate yin from extreme yang and thereby achieve harmony between the two.
There was really no need to abandon the advantages of his own physique to cultivate both Taiyin and Taiyang, only to then expend immense effort devising ways to keep yin and yang balanced.
Surely he could not spend every day capturing women with Taiyin physiques or other women to harvest yin and replenish yang, balancing the Yin-Yang Qi within his body?
Not long afterward.
Taiyi left his residence.
The strength he displayed had clearly risen another level, and he was already close to opening his Life Spring.
This greatly pleased Lu Yan, the Yin-Yang Sect elder, and she did not ask where the woman had gone.
She merely told Taiyi to keep cultivating diligently.
This time, however, he did not see Elder Lu Yan.
Instead, he saw several disciples hurrying to and fro with solemn expressions.
For some inexplicable reason, the atmosphere felt somewhat oppressive.
Puzzled, he made some inquiries.
He soon received a piece of startling news.
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