Half a day later.
A vast surge of Origin Energy rose from Fang Yi's room.
At the time, Fang Yi was drinking tea in the courtyard, contemplating the Supreme Induction Art conveyed to him by the Spiritual Imprint.
"Become one with heaven and earth? As expected of the Supreme, but it's still incomplete. If I combined it with the Two Scriptures of Space and Time, I should soon be able to sense Supreme Power."
Passage after passage of abstruse scripture flowed through Fang Yi's mind. Interesting.
Its essence was much the same as the Two Scriptures of Space and Time he had mastered. The underlying principles of the Two Scriptures of Space and Time were just a little loftier than those of the Supreme Induction Art, though not by much.
Honestly, had the Symbol Ancestor really created this?
Hadn't he obtained it from some inheritance?
Its underlying principles answered to the Heavenly Dao above and harmonized with the self below, pursuing the unity of heaven and man.
It didn't seem like a path the Symbol Ancestor could have taken.
"It does mirror my Two Scriptures of Space and Time, though. That way, I can blend the strengths of the Yang God path and the Talisman Master path."
"After all, Talisman Masters are indeed stronger when it comes to ingenious applications, but in terms of the ultimate realm, Yang God is far stronger."
Compared with the Great Five Elements Technique and the Great Origin Technique, insights into the Great Dao that reached directly to the fundamentals, and a cultivation method more similar to that of Tianxuan Continent.
The Two Scriptures of Space and Time were indeed also a path of the divine soul. Though they too used lightning tribulations to temper the divine soul, the paths differed somewhat.
In particular, once thoughts were produced, one could even create things in the void, bringing something into being from nothing. Compared with Talisman Masters, it was still far too overbearing.
Moreover, because of the cultivation method's unique nature, one could even seize the divine souls of others to temper one's own. Fang Yi didn't consider himself a good person, either.
Naturally, he would use his enemies' divine souls whenever he could.
"What a pity. If the Heavenly Demon Marten weren't hiding inside the Ancestral Stone, I could have had a taste."
Fang Yi took a sip of tea. Once he returned, he would combine the two paths. In fact, he already had some idea how.
He needed to spend some time bringing all his powers together, assigning what belonged to the flesh to the flesh and what belonged to the divine soul to the divine soul.
For now, his plan for Origin Energy centered on the five elements and lightning. They were compatible to begin with, and he could even deduce the five thunders.
As for the divine soul, he would blend the Heart Demon Thunder Emperor's Supreme Heart Demon Scripture, the Two Scriptures of Space and Time, and the Supreme Induction Art.
He would comprehend a divine soul system that belonged to him alone.
From a Talisman Master's perspective, he would be condensing his own [Supreme Space-Time Heart Demon Heavenly Symbol].
When the time came, he would turn it into the Tower of Great Space and the Bell of Ultimate Time.
Slaying someone in the Death Profound Realm from the Life Profound Realm?
Too weak, far too weak. Challenging the Samsara Stage from the Life Profound Realm was his goal!
For now, he was merely a hidden dragon in the abyss.
He didn't even need to bring the Great Origin Technique to full mastery. Opening up two or three would be enough for him to fight the Samsara Stage from the Life Profound Realm.
The presence rising from the room gradually faded. The next moment, a streak of azure light burst through the door, accompanied by an angry shout.
"You shameless scoundrel, die!"
Azure lotus petals carried razor-sharp fluctuations of Origin Energy. They looked gentle, but the power within them was likely something even someone at One Yuan Nirvana wouldn't dare receive.
The Azure Sky Lotus was an Earth-grade Spirit Treasure, and a superior one at that-the strongest kind of Spirit Treasure in the Nirvana Realm.
Unless one used a special secret art, only someone in the Nirvana Realm could unleash its full power, just as it was doing now.
But facing the lotus attack, which was powerful enough to shred someone at One Yuan Nirvana,
Fang Yi merely swept his sleeve. A streak of five-colored light flew out and transformed into a five-element wheel in the air, enveloping the petals one by one.
His movements made the light seem heavy, and he appeared as ethereal as an exiled immortal descended to the mortal world, without a trace of worldly smoke and fire.
"You've only just broken through, and your temper's already this bad? It's not time to draw down your Nirvana Tribulation yet."
Fang Yi smiled faintly. At the same time, the power of the five elements surged forth between heaven and earth, and a great five-element hand reached for Ling Qingzhu.
"You-"
Ling Qingzhu was just about to strike back when she heard Fang Yi shout, "Break!"
Within Ling Qingzhu's mind.
Dong!
A deep, hollow peal of a bell rang out.
Wherever the sound passed, heaven and earth fell still. Time seemed to stop, and even thought seemed to be suppressed by the bell.
At least, that was how it felt to Ling Qingzhu. By the time she came to her senses, she found herself caught in the great five-colored hand.
It gripped her tightly, pulled her straight in front of Fang Yi, and laid her across his thighs, accentuating her fullness.
"What are you-"
Before Ling Qingzhu could finish, a crisp smack landed on her pert backside. The sharp sound rang not only through the air but also in her heart.
"You!"
Seeing that Ling Qingzhu was still struggling, Fang Yi unceremoniously brought his hand down on her shapely buttocks.
Smack.
"Still dare to act up?"
Fang Yi spoke mildly. Little Ling Qingzhu, suppressed!
Ling Qingzhu froze for a long moment. Then her face instantly turned red as fire with shame and anger, and she gritted her teeth. "You lecher, you shameless scoundrel, you..."
Ling Qingzhu kept repeating "you," but no longer knew what to call him.
Fang Yi touched his nose, caught the delicate fragrance on his fingers, and awkwardly lowered his hand again. That was a little perverted.
It really had been an unconscious habit. He chuckled. "Baby, has anyone ever told you that you sound like you're acting cute when you curse someone?"
"Who's your baby? Put me down, now!"
"Wait. Rules are rules. What was the rule when you lost before?"
Fang Yi brushed his fingers over the small of Ling Qingzhu's back. The power of the five elements invaded fiercely, branding the Five Emperor Great Demon Seal even deeper.
Feeling the power enter her body, Ling Qingzhu's legs went weak. Damn it, she never should have agreed to it.
Unlike when he left his power on her wrist, every time he left it on the small of her back, it felt as though a hand were caressing her there.
It was far too sensitive.
And for some reason, while she was refining the Nirvana Heart, Fang Yi's image had kept popping into her mind.
The more she circulated the Supreme Induction Art, the clearer that fellow's image became. Could something have gone wrong with her cultivation?
These thoughts, coupled with what Fang Yi had done earlier, erupted completely after she broke through to Nirvana and condensed her Nirvana Golden Body.
Who would have thought that even after condensing her Nirvana Golden Body, she still couldn't withstand a single move from this fellow?
"Put me down!"
Ling Qingzhu struggled again, and this time Fang Yi did put her down. She hadn't had any killing intent earlier, either; she was probably just lashing out in shame and anger.
One punishment was enough.
Ling Qingzhu got up and smoothed out the dress Fang Yi had wrinkled. She would throw it away when she got back.
"Since when were you a Talisman Master too?"
Beneath her veil, Ling Qingzhu's pretty face was puzzled. She had fought Fang Yi so many times before, yet had never known he was a Talisman Master.
Even for prodigies like them, making rapid progress on one path was already quite an achievement.
Cultivating two paths at once, especially spiritual power.
That required talent. There was no need to waste too much effort on another path.
And Fang Yi had already reached Three Yuan Nirvana at his age. In her view, he must have devoted himself entirely to cultivating Origin Energy.
But from that one move just now, she knew Fang Yi's spiritual cultivation had reached at least the level of a Heavenly Symbol Master.
He had cultivated both paths and somehow reached this level in both?
Just what kind of monster was this fellow? Was he truly a born Dao Child, as the rumors claimed?
In an instant, the joy Ling Qingzhu had felt at her breakthrough was completely replaced by a sense of defeat.